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Tisha's eyes fluttered open and pushed herself up, the greenhouse was silent besides the soft whirring of the ceiling fans. "Yo." She jumped and turned around, seeing Fitus setting down a cup of tea in front of her. He glanced up at her, one of his mysterious dark-gold eyes fixed itself on her from behind his bangs. She glanced around, giving him a weak smile as her stomach growled. She eyed the cake in front of her and reached for it, only to be stopped by Fitus as he snatched it away, "Sweets will make you fat, you know."

The chairman's daughter pouted, her huge eyes becoming watery, "Cake-san..."

"Hey, Tisha-chan!" Suan burst in, putting an arm around Tisha and rubbing his cheek against her, "You're awake! Did the big foreign meanie scare you? Poor, poor Tisha-chan..."

"N-no..." Tisha laughed nervously. Somehow, it felt as if their roles had switched.

Suan's reddish brown eyes fell upon the cake Fitus was holding, "Oh! There were leftovers? Here I thought Yaria had taken care of every single one of them."

"Huh?"

"Oh, well, Kira-chan made those. I appreciate it and all, but... heh heh. Everyone knows Kira-chan's dad is better at cooking than her mother, but her dad is a pretty bad cook himself... their family relies on Ira-kun when it comes to food, huh?" Tisha's eyes drooped slightly. As Kira's friend since middle school, she knew the real reason why Kira couldn't cook anymore... "Oh, yeah, have you heard? Rai-kun gave up sixth place again."

Fitus frowned lightly, putting down a stack of magazines Yaria had left for him to clean up, "That guy... he really believes Kevin is still out there... huh..."

The pink-haired boy was silent for a moment before speaking again, "Well, you know, it's not just him... I caught Jana sticking a group photo of the three of us in the back of her closet last time."

Tisha nudged the cup of tea in front of her uneasily, this was a pretty sensitive topic... "W-where's Yaria-chi and Kira-chi?" She asked, trying to change the topic. Kevin Appletone... the forever missing sixth place. He was Fitus' best friend... and also her crush.

Suan glanced at her, "They are dealing with this rebellion thing that the A Class representatives started. Typical, huh?" He yawned and leaned back against the sofa, "Seriously, Kira-chan should give herself a break, lately it seems as if she's purposely digging trouble for herself."

"I get what you mean..." Tisha muttered, "Last time she assigned herself to cleaning the entire greenhouse even though the gardening club was fine doing it for us."

"Ah~ everyone's affected by that bastard!" Suan complained, kicking his shoes off and curling up into a ball with his back to the other two. "Rai is not even here, yet! Ugh, this sucks... is he even planning on coming?!" A muffled shout came from the pink bundle.

Rolling his eyes, Fitus walked over and kicked the miserable heap once, "Then you should just shut up, that would at least bring peace to the rest of us." He glanced over at Tisha, who had managed to squeeze out a weak smile. This wasn't like her at all... normally, she's the one who lightens up moods like an overly cheerful idiot... "What's eating at you?"

"Nothing! Really!"

"Huh."


"What are you talking about? The greenhouse has always been the SA's property!" Yaria said, eyeing the A class committee in a threatening manner. For a moment, it seemed as if she was about to put one foot on the desk and strangle the committee president with her bare hands.

The vice-president of the committee sighed, "Look, we don't want to do this either, but it just seems unfair that the SA gets everything not just one level, but about ten levels higher than the other classes. It's not right."

"Why, you little son of a-"

"Yaria." Kira placed her chin gently on top of her laced fingers. She closed her eyes and sighed, rubbing her temples gently. She heard the squeaking of the chair as Yaria sat back down slowly, still watching the two A class committee members like a tigress. "...Alright. We'll give up the greenhouse."

"WHAT?!" Yaria slammed her hand down as equally surprised looks flashed between the opposite side.

"On one condition." Kira added, raising her voice over Yaria's rant, "If you can show me that A class is capable of organizing the upcoming cultural festival without the SA class, I will sign this contract and hand it to the chairperson immediately. However, if you can't do it-"

"No deal!" Yaria finished, crossing her arms and looking satisfied at last.

The vice-president, who seemed to be the more cool-headed of the two gathered his papers and placed them neatly in a pile before looking up at the two women, "Perhaps you didn't really understand our proposal here... we do not wish to disband the SA system, however, we do think that the facility difference is way too great."

"Besides, if that's so, shouldn't it be better if A class also had better facilities than the other classes below them and so on?" The A class president added, adjusting his glasses, but immediately shrinking back as Yaria gave him a warning glare.

"I understood you perfectly." Kira replied, patting Yaria on the head and handing her a cookie to munch on just in case she really decides to eat the radish headed president. "However, I disagree with you. The purpose of the SA is to motivate students to achieve a high goal in order to enjoy luxury, if we make each class more luxurious than the other, students will only be aiming towards little goals."

"Little goals... you say... haha..."

"Another thing is that if we establish that system, then the students will be forced to really comprehend the situation to be that the smarter a person is, the more value this person holds. That is certainly not true."

Both sides were silent for a moment after this until Kira stood up, "Well, if you insist on us evacuating the greenhouse, then please think about our offer as well. It's a simple deal or no deal situation. Good day to you both." She stated, turning and walking out, her long brown hair trailing behind her with a soft swaying motion in the wind.

Yaria caught up to her moments later, "You should have just given them the one-two!" She pouted, walking along with her hands behind her back in a disapproving manner.

Kira smiled slightly, "Well, as a civilized government, Yaria, we should not use violence against unarmed citizens."

"True, true."

While back in the committee meeting room... the president was literally sitting in a pond which was formed with his own tears, throwing rocks against the wall and whining, "Damn them! Damn them!"

"So, this is exactly why people disapprove of women domination..." the vice-president sighed, cold sweat pouring down.


"What? Let them take care of the cultural festival?" Fitus blinked as Yaria explained to the others what the deal was all about.

"Isn't this a huge gamble...?" Tisha murmured, tilting her head to the side, "We don't want the cultural festival to be a mess... it would disgrace our school... but if they do manage to make it successful..."

"No matter how you look at it, it's a lose-lose situation." Rai added, hanging his motorcycle helmet on a tree branch. "Hey, guys."

"YOU!" Both Kira and Fitus leaped up onto the table, spilling tea everywhere as the duo arched their backs and hissed like a cat.

"Whoa, whoa, down." Suan pulled the two normally cool-headed elites down from the table, although he seemed quite disheartened by the fact he wasn't the one making an exaggerated gag.

Rai laughed, walking over and petting the two hissing and spitting "kitties" on the head, "I brought tuna."

"Exactly! That's why you're late!" Tisha accused while stuffing her face with the tuna cans. What did people expect? She was Tadashi's daughter after all.

"So." Rai plopped himself down in a sofa while twirling a cap on one finger in an easy-going manner. "I presume you already have some kind of hidden plan?"

Kira recovered from her angry-neko mode and crossed her arms, still looking at Rai in a disapproving manner. Yaria laughed awkwardly before handing her a bowl of ice cream to cool down. "May I?" Her president simply gave her a small nod before digging into her dessert. Yaria straightened up and looked at each elite in turn, "Well, we're going to make our own cultural festival secretly and if they make a disaster of theirs... well, we'll bring it in and save the day. That would totally humiliate them, no?" Yaria inserted an evil laugh as her eyes shined ominously.

"Simply put, we're doing it anyways, huh-"

"Nobody asked for your opinion, twit."

"Oh, well... sounds interesting. This is the first cultural festival we're going to be in charge of after all."

"Great! Let's start arranging the jobs among us."


That's all! Sorry, didn't have enough time to make detailed edits! QAQ

So, here are a few choices for you guys to choose! What will happen in the next chapter? Submit via PM, please! I should see NO answers in the reviews.

a. Mysterious character!

b. Kevin comes back... (What? O_O)

c. I want to see a fighting match/challenge! (Okay... who vs who? If challenge, on what?)