He has the aura of a mafia boss.

He led several male and female students to the door of the student council president's office.

In no time, the student council president's office was completely surrounded.

"boom!"

The male student raised his foot and kicked the door open.

"Where is the student council president? Get the hell out here!"

As he spoke, he pulled a baseball bat from behind his back.

Then, with an air of authority, he slammed the end of the baseball bat against the floor.

The moment the door was kicked open.

The students behind him rushed in and entered the room.

The simulated personality sitting in the chair slowly turned around.

I wasn't surprised when I saw the scene before me.

Instead, he appeared completely calm and composed.

It was as if this scene was already commonplace.

He was sitting with his legs crossed.

He looks exactly like a noble prince.

"What brings you here, gentlemen?"

The simulated personality calmly picked up a coffee cup from the table.

It's time to enjoy afternoon tea.

"You're drinking coffee here, while we're going to the restroom to wash our feet?!"

The boy in the lead is clearly not very bright.

Is there any necessary connection between drinking coffee and washing your feet?

The simulated personality indicated that they did not understand the core meaning of his words.

She just glanced at him.

Then he slowly brought the coffee in his hand to his mouth.

At this time.

Ran Mouri, who was next to the simulated personality, took out her notebook.

Her current position is vice president.

She opened the notebook in her hand and said with a serious expression:

"Nobita's father is the president of a ** company, his mother is a ** artist, and his family ranks 250th in the country in terms of power and wealth!"

"Hehehe! Did you hear that? Are you scared now?"

Nobi Kumaji chuckled.

His sharp and mean face, combined with his bloated and obese body, made him look quite comical.

"Oh!"

The simulated personality showed no reaction.

He calmly enjoyed his coffee as always.

"oh oh!!?"

Nobita looked at the indifferent simulated personality in front of him.

The obese body suddenly began to tremble.

The simulated personality ignored the Nobi Kumaji in front of it.

Instead, he turned his head and glanced at Ran Mouri.

"go on!"

"Yes! Nobita Bear Two often has a strong odor because he doesn't like to wash his feet."

"It seriously affected the students' normal class attendance."

"This caused their class's total score to drop to -200."

The simulated personality frowned.

Then he glanced at Nobita indifferently.

Ran Mouri walked to the side of the desk with a smile on her face.

"What can I do for you, Nobita-kun?"

Nobita slung the baseball bat over his shoulder.

He raised his head high, his eyes filled with contempt.

He raised his arm and pointed to himself with his thumb, saying:

"Grandpa, I'm in the baseball club, and we're already exhausted from training every day!"

"Don't even mention my feet, I only take a bath once a month!"

"Isn't this kind of school rule just targeting old men?"

The simulated personality crosses their arms.

His dark eyes were filled with indifference.

He smiled, a slight smirk playing on his lips.

"It's simple, you can just switch to another club."

"Or you can drop out of school!"

"If all else fails, just amputate the leg..."

The simulated personality raised its head and stared directly at Nobita.

The coldness and ruthlessness in his eyes plunged his obese body into an ice cave.

"You...you, what kind of talk is that?"

Baseball is my life!

"How could I possibly quit a club just to follow school rules!"

"And... what do you mean by sawing off the leg?!"

Nobi Xiong Er stubbornly straightened his chest.

He wasn't raised to be scared!

"Shh!"

He was shaking his obese body.

Point the baseball bat directly at the simulated personality.

"You must abolish this rule today!"

"Otherwise, I'll smash up your office!"

"Of course, I wouldn't mind smashing you up while I'm at it!"

A loud voice emboldens.

After that howl, Nobi Bear suddenly became bolder.

"Yes, yes, abolish the unjust school rules!"

"Abolish the unjust school rules!"

"We don't wash our feet!"

"We don't take baths!"

"..."

Behind Nobita, a large group of classmates protested, holding up their "weapons".

The sound was so loud it seemed to lift the entire office.

Anyone who didn't know better would think the students were going on strike.

The simulated personality calmly sipped the coffee in its hand.

The students in front of me are just lazybones.

It's not beyond help.

As the student council president of the school.

He will definitely help these students correct their bad habits.

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