Time to go back a bit.

 

In the Royal Pioneer Academy, the headmaster was alone with his head in his hands.

 

“Soon, we will have our first educational presentation in The Royal Capital! The situation of pioneering can be misrepresented as much as you want…!”

 

The pioneering status of a pioneering school is not disclosed to the outside world for a certain period of time after its opening.

 

The system was designed so that only those who had been named as supporters could know the status of the development.

 

The reason for this is that it is a kind of ‘prior privilege’ in order to identify and invest in the more talented students as soon as possible.

 

At the presentation, the pioneering situation is only explained in the materials, so it can be faked as much as possible.

 

But there is one problem that cannot be helped.

 

“At the presentation, I have to reveal the magic board of ‘asset ranking’…! Because our school is the first to introduce it, and I’m sure the assembled reporters will be asking about it!”

 

It would have been enough to publish it as it was, but there was a reason why he couldn’t just do that.

 

“The number one asset ranking is, without a doubt, ‘Special Training Class’! It would be a big deal if the outside world knew that such a failing class was in first place!”

 

The students at the Royal Pioneer Academy are the sons and daughters of powerful men and women, all thoroughbreds who will lead the country in the future.

 

This is because if it is discovered that they, who are supposed to be excellent, have only lower assets than the failing class, even the principal’s leadership qualities could be questioned.

 

“At least, at least knock it off the ……1 place! As long as we get another class in first place, we’ll manage to fool them the rest of the way!”

 

But even that was a conundrum.

 

At any rate, the first-ranked “Special Training Class” has a huge asset of 40 million Yen Ender.

 

“How in the world can I make the rest of the class earn over 40 million before the presentation ……!?”

 

The principal first wondered if he could somehow put together a reason to award a prize to one class five times.

 

However, the prize money has supporters who provided it, so if they give it without an appropriate reason, they could be criticized.

 

Suddenly, there was a violent knock on the door of the principal’s office.

 

The frustrated principal yells back, “Shut up! I’m thinking!”

 

A muffled but boisterous voice came from the other side of the door.

 

“MEAT, I beg your pardon, but I must inform you in a great hurry that there has been a great accident!”

 

“It was a major accident!? Gosh! I don’t want any more problems! What the hell is going on?”

 

“Just now, the yes-man vice principal was struck by the thunderbolt of judgment and carried to the infirmary! Apparently, he’s been punished by the heavens for trying to destroy the ‘Jinja'(Temple) that was made for Class 1-19!”

 

“…Jinja, is that …!?”

 

The moment he hears the word, the headmaster’s head snaps up as if he’s had a revelation.

 

The headmaster immediately ordered Nick Bakker to arrange something for him.

 

What a surprise that is, “The Money Box”!

 

“I was told that in the East, they put donations in these boxes. It’s hard to make 40 million in business, but it’s easy to make a donation. And if you’re as charismatic as Kotone, that’s even better!”

 

The headmaster is delighted and has Kotone’s Jinja brought in the money box.

 

However, Kotone’s response was curt.

 

“I’m afraid I must decline.”

 

“Why, it’s a unique opportunity to make a fortune while you sleep!”

 

“This is indeed a Shrine, but there is no deity yet.”

 

“You can just make that stuff up as you go along!”

 

“But not so fast, because this is the first Jinja I’ve ever had. A sacred object that is placed in the first jinja is more precious to the Miko than her own child… It is outrageous to think that you can just decide to do that.”

 

Kotone had been resolute all along, but at this point, her cheeks suddenly flushed with a pout.

 

While sitting upright, she looked away and shyly drew the character for “no” on the floor.

 

“I would like to receive my first Shintai(It’s an object where a deity resides) from my master…”

 

However, the headmaster trampled on both the girl’s innocent feelings for God and her pure feelings for her master.

 

What a surprise, he verbally lured the female students of Class 1-19 and set up a money box in the Shrine without permission during that time.

 

He called out to the students from the other residence halls.

 

“Now, this is a money box, a box in which you can give gifts to Kotone! And Kotone said she wanted a Slave Ticket! She also said she’d love it if they put in a lot of tickets!”

 

The boys sprang out.

 

They were going to give Kotone a Slave Ticket as a token of their appreciation, but she didn’t accept it.

 

Therefore, for them, the money box becomes a long-awaited ‘tribute box’.

 

The boys rushed around the box, throwing in their Slave Tickets as if they were giving their all.

 

The headmaster can’t stop laughing at the sight.

 

“At this rate, it’s only a matter of time before Class 1-19 tops the asset rankings! hahahahahahaha!”

 

But then, suddenly, the laughter stopped.

 

‘But if Kotone refused to receive the money, everything would be lost.’

 

It is safe to collect the money box before Kotone and his friends come back.

 

That way, the rankings are safe.

 

‘I will keep the money box until Kotone and his friends understand the beauty of the tickets.’

 

The principal hurriedly added to the crowd of boys.

 

“Everyone, please don’t tell anyone what you’ve donated, especially the students of Class 1-19! Kotone likes boys who are reserved! The portrait on the ticket is enough to convey your feelings!”

 

I had put wheels on the money box, so it was easy to take it away.

 

In the end, the Class 1-19 is made to top in the asset ranking without their knowledge.

 

Laughter returned to the headmaster’s face as he checked the ranking board.

 

1st place, 1st year, class 19, 46,315,300 Yen Ender

 

2nd Special Training School 41,200,000 Yen Ender

 

“Ba-ha-ha-ha! I did it, I finally did it! I took that garbage out! No matter how much that garbage earns, the difference of more than five million cannot be reversed. Now the presentation is safe and sound! Bahahahahaaaaa!”

 

That principal’s smile should never be broken …until the presentation is over.

 

But it is no longer necessary to say that it disappeared with the seizure.

 

The moment the ranking board was updated in the presentation hall, the principal lifted a chair nearby with all his might.

 

He shook off the restraints of those around him and was gunning down the ranking board.

 

“Nigyaa, nigyaa, nigyaa, nigyaa!!!”

 

“Hey, Headmaster Nekodran has gone berserk!”

 

“What the hell’s going on here?”

 

“I don’t know, but it’s the best scandal of all, shoot it!”

 

The flash was cooked more intensely.

 

The disgraceful behavior of Principal Nekodran made the headlines of the next day’s morning paper.

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