There were less than ten days left until the Clear Bright Festival.
The mbers of the committee, including Namgung Il, had gathered at the headquarters to discuss what to do on that day.
"Now, let's begin the first eting of the Clear Bright Festival Preparation Committee."
"..."
"Everyone, applause!"
Ak Simin said, receiving the gazes of the people.
Accordingly, the sound of applause was heard quietly in the room.
Although Ak Simin himself was clapping exaggeratedly to lighten the stiff atmosphere, the atmosphere in the room did not suddenly beco friendly.
"Hmm..."
Seeing that, Ak Simin stopped clapping with a reluctant expression.
Well, the awkward atmosphere wouldn't suddenly change just by clapping once.
Although there were people in this place who already knew each other, most of them were almost strangers to each other.
'Is this natural for now?'
Since there were about a dozen people in total, this was sothing he couldn't do anything about.
If they were at least in the sa year, it would be a different story, but since different years were gathered, wouldn't they need so ti to get used to each other?
He thought that even if it was like this now, the atmosphere would beco much softer after a few days.
"So, about today's topic."
"..."
"What we should do on the day of the Clear Bright Festival, we have to decide this first."
The current committee was in a state like a blank sheet of paper with nothing written on it.
They had just gathered here with the vague purpose of preparing sothing for the Clear Bright Festival, but nothing had been decided on what to do specifically.
"Anyone have any opinions?"
"..."
"Don't feel burdened and just say it."
Ak Simin said to the people.
But no matter how much he told them not to feel burdened, how could it be as easy as it sounded?
Only silence flowed in the room, to the point where Ak Simin, who was standing alone in front, felt awkward.
"Uh... no one?"
"..."
"Even a small opinion is fine, so please raise your hand and speak."
Ak Simin was now speaking to the people as if he were begging.
Although his expression maintained a smile, the atmosphere made it feel that it would be really troubleso if this silence continued.
'At this point, it's pitiful.'
Namgung Il was sitting in his seat, watching Ak Simin's lonely struggle.
Although it was quite fun to keep watching Ak Simin's flustered appearance, he had a strong feeling that the eting would never end if this continued.
'It can't be helped.'
In a place like this, it was most important for soone to break the first turn.
Then wouldn't that beco a lubricant and make the progress of the eting much faster than now?
Since he wanted to finish the eting early and go for a al before dinner, Namgung Il decided to play that role himself.
Flash—.
But before Namgung Il could raise his hand, soone else had already raised their hand.
"...?"
The person who had raised his hand was Ma Dong-pal.
Since it seed no one was willing to go first, he had been about to play that first role, but if Ma Dong-pal was going to play that role, there was no need for him to raise his hand.
Namgung Il stealthily lowered the hand he had half-raised.
"Yes, Ma Dong-pal!"
As long as this silence was broken, it didn't matter who raised their hand.
Ak Simin quickly called out his na, lest Ma Dong-pal lower his hand again.
"I just need to give my opinion on what I want to do on the day of the Clear Bright Festival, right?"
"Right."
"Then I want to do a performance on that day."
There would be quite a lot of types of performances.
The idea of showing the audience a spectacle and then receiving money was not bad, so Ak Simin asked in more detail.
"What kind of performance do you want to do specifically?"
"A feat of strength."
"...?"
"I want to show my strength to people."
At that answer, Ak Simin was montarily at a loss for words.
So... he was going to show off his strength in front of people?
There was no reason why he couldn't, but Ak Simin couldn't adopt that opinion right away.
'Can we beat the Azure Dragon Class with that?'
If they were just participating in the Clear Bright Festival for fun, it wouldn't matter what they did.
But the goal of the Vermilion Bird Class in this Clear Bright Festival was to surpass the Azure Dragon Class.
As far as he knew, the first place in sales at the Clear Bright Festival every year was mostly taken by the Azure Dragon Class, so to achieve the goal, it ant the sa as having to be first in sales in the entire Flying Dragon Academy.
"..."
Could they surpass the Azure Dragon Class with Ma Dong-pal's feat of strength performance?
Of course, it seed excellent for catching attention in the beginning, but he had a strong feeling that it would just end there.
"Uh... I see."
"Then are we doing that?"
"No, for now, we have to listen to everyone else's opinions and then decide."
Ak Simin said and picked up a brush for the poster he had put up in front.
A mont later, four characters were written alone on the white background.
The characters for Feat of Strength Performance were clearly visible to everyone.
Nod— Nod—.
Seeing the characters written on the poster, Ma Dong-pal nodded his head with a satisfied expression.
But Ak Simin's expression, who was looking at the poster, was the complete opposite.
If no one gave an opinion like this, the Vermilion Bird Class might really end up doing a feat of strength performance at the Clear Bright Festival, so Ak Simin began to get a little anxious.
'I have to stop that sohow.'
If they didn't make any sales, he didn't know what kind of trouble he would get into with Ho Jeong-won.
But to entrust his fate to Ma Dong-pal's show of strength was too unfair.
It was human nature to want to try sothing that had so possibility, even if they were to fail.
Whip—.
Ak Simin changed his expression back to its original state and turned his head to the back.
"Then... anyone else have an opinion?"
"..."
"It's okay to say anything..."
The word 'please' was about to co out, but Ak Simin barely swallowed it.
Swoosh—.
Just then, soone else raised their hand.
Ak Simin discovered the raised hand and looked that way with a happy expression, but as soon as he realized who the owner of that hand was, the smile disappeared from his lips.
"..."
The person who had raised his hand was Gwangcheon.
Sohow, it seed Gwangcheon, like Ma Dong-pal, would bring up sothing that wasn't very helpful, but since there was no one else who had raised their hand, Ak Simin had no choice but to call on Gwangcheon.
"Uh... yes, would you like to speak?"
"I think we should choose the costus first!"
"...?"
"If you just leave it to , I will prepare a costu that best brings out Senior Gwon-nam's charm!"
Even though Gwangcheon had been hit in the jaw by Jin Gwon-nam's fist and his head had been stuck in the ceiling, he still hadn't co to his senses.
He glanced at Jin Gwon-nam, but this ti, unlike then, she didn't seem to react much to Gwangcheon's words.
It's a good thing Jin Gwon-nam is calm, Ak Simin thought to himself and wrote down what Gwangcheon had just said on the poster.
"...Then does anyone else have an opinion?"
After that, a few more opinions ca out.
Accordingly, so opinions were written on the blank poster, but Ak Simin could only sigh as he looked at the poster.
'This is... a failure.'
There was not a single opinion that could be used.
To think that this was all that ca out even after a dozen people put their heads together.
There was a saying that two heads are better than one, but Ak Simin thought that that saying was not necessarily right.
'Well... most of these are the opinions of two specific people.'
Ma Dong-pal and Gwangcheon had continued to raise their hands and give their opinions after that.
If soone else had raised their hand, he would have of course called on them, but since such cases were as rare as a bean sprouting in a drought, Ak Simin had no choice but to continue listening to the two's opinions.
"Here, here!"
"I have another brilliant idea!"
"..."
Even at this mont, Ma Dong-pal and Gwangcheon were raising their hands.
If only the other guys had half the enthusiasm of those two, it would have been really great...
Ak Simin looked at the two for a mont and then opened his mouth as if he had made up his mind.
"It seems no one has any ideas because we had a sudden eting."
"I'm right here."
"Can't you see ?"
Ak Simin naturally pretended not to see the two who were saying so to him and continued to speak.
"We'll have another eting tomorrow."
"..."
"Until then, everyone, think of one answer to this topic. Don't forget. One for each person."
Ak Simin added at the end, subtly putting pressure.
He didn't want to proceed with things forcibly if possible, but seeing how today's eting was going, he had no choice but to do this.
If not, wouldn't he have no choice but to just watch the Clear Bright Festival be ruined?
As the person in charge of the festival preparation committee, he had to prevent that from happening.
"Then, dismiss!"
"..."
"Rest well today and everyone, think of a good plan."
In the end, the first eting ended without any harvest.
As the word 'dismiss' ca out of Ak Simin's mouth, people began to get up from their seats one by one.
Namgung Il also got up from his seat and was about to leave the room.
"Namgung Il."
"...?"
"You stay here for a mont."
Just then, Ak Simin called Namgung Il to a halt.
"Why ?"
"I have sothing to say."
"..."
"Don't make such a blatantly displeased face."
In the end, Namgung Il had no choice but to turn his body, which had been heading towards the door, back.
A mont later, everyone had gone out, and only the two of them were left in the room.
"I have to go eat, so let's make it short."
"I'll let you go as soon as you answer."
"..."
"I'd like to hear your opinion on today's topic."
As Ak Simin said that, a hollow laugh escaped Namgung Il as if he were dumbfounded.
"Weren't we supposed to think about that until tomorrow?"
"We were. But didn't you have so opinion?"
"?"
"Yes. You were about to raise your hand at first, but then you stopped."
He thought he hadn't seen it, but had he seen that?
Namgung Il answered with a light nod.
"Well, that was just because it seed no one was giving an opinion, so I was just going to say sothing."
"I would have said to say anything, but why didn't you raise your hand after that?"
"That's because other people were giving their opinions, so I thought there was no need for to step up."
Namgung Il said and pointed to the poster on the back with his eyes.
Ak Simin followed his gaze and turned his head to the back, then imdiately approached it and tore the poster off with one hand.
Rip— Rip—.
Ak Simin tore the poster rcilessly with both hands.
The poster was instantly torn to shreds to the point where it could not be read properly, and Ak Simin scattered the pieces in his hand in all directions as if he were venting his anger.
"Is it okay to tear it up like that?"
"This? It doesn't matter."
"..."
"If we do as it's written here, we'll be ruined. In that case, it's better to tear it up so that its form can't even be recognized."
Seeing that, Namgung Il could tell that Ak Simin had held back his temper a lot during the eting.
Well, if he had been in Ak Simin's position, wouldn't he have been very frustrated?
If he were to ignore Ma Dong-pal and Gwangcheon's opinions, other people would not easily give their opinions, so Ak Simin would have had no choice but to call on the two, knowing that it was a useless opinion.
"Now we're really running out of ti."
"..."
"If we continue to delay like this tomorrow, we'll never be able to prepare anything proper by the day of the Clear Bright Festival."
Originally, they should have decided what to do in today's eting.
And from tomorrow, they should have divided the roles and made a concrete plan... but seeing today's ss, he honestly had doubts about whether tomorrow's eting would be a proper one.
"Namgung Il! Now I have no one to rely on but you!"
"..."
"Don't you have anything good? No, anything you say will be much better than those two, so please say it!"
Ak Simin begged, clinging to Namgung Il.
Seeing that, Namgung Il let out a slight sigh and said.
"What is a class president doing to a first-year? Aren't you embarrassed?"
"Not at all!"
"...?"
"I brought you here to use you like this, so why would I be embarrassed?"
As he said it so confidently, he was at a loss for words.
'Well... if this continues, I might also be hard, so I guess I have to do sothing.'
Ho Jeong-won had threatened that if their sales were lower than the Azure Dragon Class, they should be prepared.
Of course, the person who would be scolded the most would be Ak Simin, but wouldn't he, who had joined the committee, also be included in that category?
Since that would beco quite troubleso, Namgung Il had no choice but to cooperate with Ak Simin as much as possible.
"Alright! So get off for now."
"No. I won't get off until you say it."
This bastard... If he weren't a senior, he would have already hit him on the head.
Namgung Il barely maintained his composure and opened his mouth with a calm voice.
"Senior, I do know a brilliant way to make money."
"Really? What on earth is it?"
"Selling alcohol."
"...?"
This brat... is he just spouting nonsense?
Ak Simin looked at Namgung Il with that doubt, but he could see that Namgung Il's expression was too serious for that.
(End of Chapter)
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