Stupidity Without Medicine

The homeroom teacher gave orders with a sleepy look. Even though I was in charge of a first-year class that consisted of excellent students, I never felt the spirit of this homeroom teacher. Well, for someone like me, it was good that I was never unreasonably interfered with. Thanks to that, I was able to do my own thing like this.“The executive committee mainly synthesizes class opinions and contacts the committee members.”Ignoring the explanation, I looked at the pages of the ring-bound notebook.The most important thing for me today is not the cultural festival. I plan to show this short novel to Higashira. I have to finish it soon, to prove it to her. Saying that I am something special is just an overestimation.Because it was something I was not used to, I had been tossing and turning for the past few days, but now I had finally found an end. While I was eagerly writing each word, homeroom still passed by.“Yes! I think Joshua Towne is perfect!”“Eh!? Wait, Fadel!?”“He is serious and gentle, very suitable for this role, right?”“Okay!” “Agreed!”Um, is it better to stay here? Or is it better to stay?“If so, then Concepcion and one more person, if possible, I would like a male student in that class.”“Here here here!” “Me! I will do it!”“Uwa, I can see the intention.” “That's just like boys.” “Just now, you were hiding your presence and acting like you were acting like this.”Here, the rhythm is a bit weird. I want to put it in 4 words or something. Read more