"Yumemite still does concerts, but they're much more expensive now." Mary informs me as I set up the gambling dens for business.
"I'm surprised she still has a fan base," I respond. After Kirari exposed Yumemite of cheating and still losing, she received quite a negative reputation. Her views took a slight dip, but she still has quite a large loyal fanbase.
"So," Mary asks me, "what's next?"
"What do you mean?"
"You know exactly what I mean," Mary walks over to me. "Nishinotouin, Ikishima, and Yumemite were the only ones in the Student Council who both liked to gamble and didn't have that much money."
"So?"
"So," Mary continues, "you're going to have to fight the Momobamis now."
"How am I going to do that?" I turn around to her. Kirari and Ririka Momobami, the president and vice president of the student council, come from a long line of wealthy elites. They practically run the nation. Actually, I'm pretty sure the primary shareholders of my parents' companies are Momobami representatives.
Mary shrugs. "Maybe ask Sumeragi for help. She was on the student council at one point."
"The only reason she was on the student council was because she donated a ton-"
As I finish my sentence, the door opens.
"Sorry," Mary tells the people at the door, "we aren't open ye-"
"This gambling operation is closed indefinitely!" Igarashi Sayaka, the student council secretary, yells, with Ririka Momobami at her side.
"These dens that you manage will be seized by the student council as payments for your loans," Ririka states through the mask concealing her face.
"What the hell?" I yell at them. "You can't do that!"
"Rule change. There is nothing you can do. Please vacate the room." Ririka shows us out.
Ririka and Igarashi tape the doors to all of our owned rooms shut. They also remove the roped off sections of the library we own. We've been stripped of our income.
"This concludes our business," Ririka announces to me. "This has been commanded by the student council. I hope you understand." Igarashi and Ririka walk out of the library.
"Well shoot," Mary tells me. "We knew this would happen eventually."
"Yeah," I tell her. "I didn't know it would happen so soon."
"It's whatever," she responds. "At this point, we weren't getting that much from it anyways- only about 50 million per week with all of the fees."
"That is true- at least no income is going to the Momobamis.
"Okay, really," Mary asks me again, "what are you going to do next?"
"We have to get a positive reputation," I explain to her. "After beating Yumemite for seemingly no reason, I've gotten some hate. We need to clear our name and give back to the community."
"And how are you going to do that?"
I look at her and smile. "I have an idea."
