I just hope to live a leisurely life in the world of anime.

"Why is Ichinose-san the class president in our class? She's really excellent! She'd be more than qualified to join the student council."

"That's true. I've also seen Ichinose Honami's resume. She's beautiful, does well in school, and has an excellent ability to organize her class. Although she might be a little lacking in sports, it's not a big problem. She also served as the student council president in junior high school. In theory, she's pretty perfect."

"Hmm," knowing that her sister Weizhi hadn't finished speaking, Ram didn't interrupt. She just rubbed against her shoulder again, found a fairly comfortable position, and leaned her weight on it.

"But..." Sure enough, the girl sighed, "Ichinose Honami missed half a semester of her third year of junior high without asking for leave... That's why Horikita rejected her. She could have been assigned to Class A, but she ended up in Class B for the same reason. Nobody knows what happened in between, so it's very worrying..."

"Hmm, so what's troubling you, Miori-neechan?"

"Should we let her join...?"

"That depends on what you think, Miori-neechan. What's there to worry about?"

"If only it were really like that..." The girl sighed again, took Ram's hand and placed it in her palm. "I told you guys about this last time, right? There used to be another vice president in the student council, Nangumo Masaru. He has always been at odds with Horikita Manabu, especially after Horikita Manabu was demoted to vice president, he went even further in trying to suppress him."

"Uh, I don't know..." Ram shook her head. She didn't know anything about it. She had heard the little girl mention it occasionally before, but it was all one-sided. Plus, she wasn't interested in it before, so she didn't ask.

"Well, let's start from the beginning. This Nangumo Masaru is the most influential person in the second year. He used to be in Class B, but he led his class to defeat Class A and was promoted. Up until now, I don't know what methods he used to coerce or bribe, but now everyone in the second year, no matter which class they are in, listens to him. The second year has become a unified whole. If it weren't for me, he would definitely be the student council president after Horikita Gaku stepped down."

"And this Horikita Gaku is no ordinary student either. He's always been in Class A, with A+ ratings on his resume for both academic performance and sports. According to the school's report, during his tenure as student council president, the school's students have seen significant improvements in all aspects, including academic performance and personal qualities, so he must have some effective methods."

"What's troublesome is that both of them have a large number of supporters in the student council, which has divided the student council into two factions. Now, because of Ichinose Honami's situation, after seeing that Horikita Manabu doesn't want Ichinose Honami to join, Nagumo Masaru is strongly recommending Ichinose Honami and has listed a whole bunch of reasons to oppose him."

"The student council is in such a mess right now, it's driving me crazy..." The little girl whispered in her maid's ear, then suddenly looked at the smaller maid with a resentful expression. "And also, Remlin is so mean! Remlin is my secretary, but I'm the only one who's annoyed, ugh—"

“But it’s not Rem’s fault…” the little maid looked at her aggrievedly, “It was clearly you, Miori-neechan, who wanted to be the student council president yourself… um…”

"Well, well, I brought this on myself. I thought I'd be here for a long time, so I thought I'd just be a student council president for fun. Turns out it's only been such a short time, and now the bet is useless... Hmm, I was even thinking that once I got to Class A, I'd pin Rem down on the bed every day and make her beg for mercy..."

"Miori-neechan... um..." Her pretty face flushed slightly, and the little maid lowered her head. Although her Miori-neechan often said such embarrassing things, even after so long, she still couldn't ignore it.

"Such a short time... Sister Miori." The girl who was having the maid help her with her homework was stunned for a moment and sensed that something was wrong.

"Oh, it's nothing. I'll explain to Hui-chan later." The girl herself only just realized what was going on, and after a moment of surprise, she laughed awkwardly and moved on from the topic.

The time is shorter than before, but still quite long. If I were to explain my departure in advance, based on my understanding of the girl, she would inevitably feel sad and upset in the days to come.

"Eh... Oh..." The girl nodded blankly and didn't ask any further questions.

This relieved the little girl, who turned to look at An Shu, who was cradling her head in his hands: "Hey, An Shu, please think of something! It's so annoying because we don't have as many supporters in the student council as those two... No matter which option we choose, if we don't find a suitable one, there will be a lot of trouble..."

"What can I do?" An Shu pinched the little girl's cheek and answered in a moment, "How about I go and beat them both up to make them behave?"

An Shu offered a suggestion that she thought was fairly reliable: to continue the "battle" with the little girl.

"Well, let's not do that then. Brother Anshu doesn't want us to fight, and we don't want Brother Anshu to get into a fight or anything. If we really have to resolve this with violence, I'll just do it myself... I mean, does Brother Anshu know anyone named Ichinose Honami?"

The little girl didn't actually think he knew, because she hadn't seen him have any contact with the other person, but she still asked, because in her eyes, her brother Anshu was omnipotent.

"Ichinose Honami, I do know her."

"Eh?" Receiving an unexpected answer, the little girl's eyes widened slightly. "Does Brother Anshu know why she skipped so many classes in the second semester of her third year of junior high?"

"I know, because Ichinose Honami is a sinner..."

Before An Shu could finish speaking, a loud, sarcastic voice suddenly came from a corner not far away.

"You guys, you're from Class D, aren't you?"

"So what if it's Hanna? What about Class D?"

###Chapter 412 Ichinose Honami's Autobiography (Part 1)###

"What is Ichinose Honami?" The little girl frowned, because the two loud noises had interrupted An Shu's words.

If we were anywhere else, it wouldn't be a problem, but we're in the library right now!

However, she was more concerned about what An Shu hadn't finished saying; it seemed she had heard some incredible words!

"Ichinose Honami is a criminal."

The little girl was still "gesturing wildly," so An Shu had to pick her up and let her sit in her lap before she calmed down.

After all, although there weren't many people in this place, it was still a public place. Well, although there were quite a few couples hugging and cuddling in this library, it wouldn't be strange for An Shu to do this.

But little girls are shy! Of course, this only applies to outside situations, although it's probably the same at home... um.

An Shu casually adjusted the collar of her school uniform and continued what she hadn't finished saying: "Yeah, that's it."

"Criminal! Hey hey hey!"

The first to be surprised was Ram, who was in the same class as Ichinose Honami. She straightened up, turned around and leaned on the little girl's shoulder, reaching out to try to poke the little girl's face in Anshu's arms, but had to give up in frustration because of the distance.

……

I never thought about whether I was a good person or a bad person. I just followed my mother's wishes and faced myself with the utmost sincerity and honesty, nothing more.

My life went smoothly during elementary and junior high school.

I've also made many friends, both boys and girls.

Although I'm not very good at sports, I try just as hard as I do at studying to improve it.

When I was in my third year of junior high school, I became the student council president, just as I had always dreamed of. I also received a special admission spot to a private high school, which is the best high school in Japan.

High school, although I didn't spend much time with my new classmates, was very happy! Really.

Is everything perfect?

otherwise.

I once let go of a mistake.

That is an absolutely forbidden and absolutely wrong mistake!

The mother, bedridden with illness, showed a face that was both angry and filled with tears of disappointment and unfamiliarity.

My sister, who became withdrawn because of the hurt she suffered, has such a sad face.

...I can never forget it!

Even now, when I'm doing other things, I sometimes drift off and think about those times.

At that time, I saw my mother's humble profile, my sister's crying tears, the shop owner's generous smile, and the cold ground.

My fingertips and body trembled, and my heart gradually sank into darkness.

I come from a single-parent family and have no memory of my father since I was a child. Perhaps I did have one, but I may have forgotten it because, based on the time difference, my father was probably still alive when I was one or two years old.

The only way I know my father's face now is from seeing it in black and white photographs.

My mother raised us all by herself. Yes, all of us. I also have a younger sister who is two years younger than me.

It's certain that my family wasn't wealthy, but I never felt unhappy. I know how hard it is for a mother to raise two daughters alone.

So I've been thinking that after I graduate from middle school, I'll go and get a job.

Because high school is not compulsory education, it costs a lot of money to attend.

Going to work will ease my mother's burden and also provide support for my sister who is two years younger than me, making her life happier in the future!

That time, I excitedly discussed my life plans with my mother, and the result was obvious.

My mother scolded me severely.

As the older sister, it's perfectly understandable that I want my younger sister to be better off.

But as a mother, her desire for both daughters to be happy is the same.

So I had no choice but to study as hard as I could, because my mother threatened that if I had such thoughts again, she would disown me as her daughter.

That night at home, looking at my mother's face under the dim light, I shamelessly delayed her work, causing her to work overtime until three or four in the morning to finish a pile of weaving.

There's nothing we can do about it. After all, her daughter is crying, and as a mother, it's only natural to comfort her.

There was no other way; my stubborn mother absolutely refused to agree with my ideas, so I had to study desperately. Besides responding to my mother in this way, it was also because of the system for gifted students.

Tuition fee reductions, scholarships, stationery and schoolbags won in knowledge competitions—each of these things can slightly ease my mother's burden. When I bring these things to my mother, she can't help but smile.

I love my mother's smile. When she smiles, wrinkles appear on her face, and I'll laugh along and say, "Mom isn't as young as me, I'm much prettier than her!" My mother will usually rub my head and agree, praising me, "Yes, yes, my daughter is smart and cute!"

Those days were tough, but they were just tough; at least, I was happy.

My mother collapsed during the summer when I was in my third year of junior high school.

He collapsed because of the heavy workload he had to work every day to support us.

It was sudden, yet perfectly natural.

My mother was admitted to the hospital.

Fortunately, it's not a terminal illness; it's just due to physical weakness and overwork. However, it won't get better without ten days to half a month of rest.

But... my sister's birthday is coming up.

My younger sister is also very sensible. Before, she had never asked my mother or me for any gifts.

My younger sister is only a first-year junior high school student. She should be at an age where she needs to be pampered, but she has been enduring it all.

I resisted buying the clothes I wanted, I resisted going out to play with my classmates, I resisted going shopping with my friends, I resisted and resisted, I just kept resisting.

This is the first time my younger sister has had something she wanted.

That was a hair clip that was popular last year; it was the same style that my sister's favorite celebrity wore.

I think the reason my mother was hospitalized for a period of time was probably because she wanted to buy my sister a birthday present.

But I'm in the hospital... so I definitely won't get a gift...

###Chapter 413 Ichinose Honami's Autobiography (End)###

I can still remember my mother lying in the hospital bed, apologizing with tears in her eyes, and my sister's reproachful face. She cried out for the hair clip she had been longing for.

I didn't blame her, after all, that was the only time she was willful, and the only gift she ever wanted.

As the older sister, I was determined to bring my younger sister back to her smile no matter what! So, after school on my sister's birthday, I went to the department store.

My thoughts were very dark at that time.

I kept telling myself that this would only happen once, and that doing something bad for my sister wasn't such a big deal, since there were plenty of bad people in the world...

...This was to conceal nervousness and unease.

Because I kept telling myself this, in the end, I really did believe that my behavior shouldn't be blamed, and that it should be allowed.