Chapter 937 Student Representative
“What’s going on? Did I leave something at the Hospital? And why is it a little girl…?”
Lin Wuming was full of doubts as he saw the girl running towards him, calling his name; but upon closer inspection, it turned out to be Komoe Sensei.
Seeing Komoe Sensei running with such effort, Lin Wuming quickly turned and went to meet her.
Before he could even greet her, Komoe Sensei complained, “Wuming Student, why did you leave the Hospital directly? I waited at the ward door for a long time, and if it weren’t for a passing nurse, I wouldn’t have known you had already left!”
Moreover, because she wasn't in a wheelchair, Yueyong Xiaomeng had to spend a little more time at the Hospital entrance to confirm Lin Wuming's identity.
“Sorry, sorry,” Lin Wuming quickly explained, “I’ve already completed the discharge procedures, so I was preparing to go back.”
“Are you fully recovered?” Komoe Sensei carefully observed the young man in front of her. “Young people certainly recover quickly.”
“What can I do for you, Ms. Teacher?” Lin Wuming asked.
Yueyong Xiaomeng was Kamijou Touma and Tsuchimikado Motoharu’s Ms. Teacher, but she had little interaction with Lin Wuming. The time they spent together at school was less than the time she spent drinking with Huangquanchuan Aisui at home.
“Actually, it was supposed to be Huangquanchuan-sensei who came,” Yueyong Xiaomeng explained, “but Anti-Skill seems to have some urgent mission, so I had no choice but to make the trip myself.”
It wasn’t surprising that Anti-Skill had urgent missions every now and then.
However, Huangquanchuan Aisui was busy, so Yueyong Xiaomeng came instead…
So Lin Wuming probably had a guess—it must be that A Certain High School had something they wanted to ask of him, which was why they sent such a person.
When it came to dealing with Lin Wuming, A Certain High School was very self-aware; they calmed their minds and decided from the beginning to play the “personal favor” card—leaving everything to Lin Wuming’s Guardian, Huangquanchuan Aisui.
If Huangquanchuan Aisui was unable to appear in time due to other matters, then Yueyong Xiaomeng, who had the best relationship with her, would substitute; because she often visited Huangquanchuan’s home, her relationship with Lin Wuming was also familiar enough that they could talk.
Lin Wuming was well aware of this; although he knew this wasn't the normal mode of interaction between a teacher and student, it didn't hurt him in any way, so he certainly wouldn't object.
“Actually, it’s like this…” Yueyong Xiaomeng suddenly thought of something. “Wuming Student, are you going home? Wait a moment, I’ll drive you back.”
With that, Yueyong Xiaomeng hurried back to the Hospital parking lot. Soon after, a light yellow mini-car stopped in front of Lin Wuming.
This was Yueyong Xiaomeng’s exclusive vehicle; because her height was only 135 centimeters, driving a normal car would be somewhat difficult.
Thus, she had this special car—the accelerator and brake were all integrated into the steering wheel, allowing for normal operation even if her legs weren't long enough.
In Lin Wuming’s view, this was essentially transferring the control mode of a racing game to a real-life vehicle, and it was the most basic console version, as more advanced game modes even had matching simulation cabins—which were equipped with normal accelerator and brake pedals.
Yueyong Xiaomeng seemed to be an experienced driver, skillfully driving her vehicle directly to the Family Side apartment building.
On the way, while driving, she mentioned the purpose of her trip.
“…Actually, it’s about the Great Ba Xing Festival.” Yueyong Xiaomeng said.
“You know about it too—Tokiwadai Middle School’s declaration of war?” Lin Wuming asked.
“Huh? Tokiwadai? Declaration of war?” Yueyong Xiaomeng was full of questions. “What does that… mean? Did Wuming Student and Shokuhou-chan have a fight?”
“No, it’s just some strange rumors, don’t pay too much attention to them.” Lin Wuming quickly shook his head.
He didn’t know if Heaven Canceller Doctor’s information was incorrect, or if this rumor hadn’t reached A Certain High School yet.
“Ahem, actually, not long after this afternoon, the Great Ba Xing Festival Operating Committee came to Our school.” Yueyong Xiaomeng didn’t dwell too much on the rumor Lin Wuming mentioned and went straight to the point. “This year’s Operating Committee seems to want to invite a Level 5 esper ability as the student representative to take an oath at the opening ceremony.”
Since A Certain High School had two Level 5s, it was not surprising that they sent someone to visit personally.
According to the custom of Academy City, all espers had an affiliation; saying this might be cruel and inhumane, but the truth was—all espers were essentially “guinea pigs,” experimental subjects.
The experimental subjects themselves, including their personal information and research data, were valuable resources.
Generally, it was assumed that schools held “ownership” of various resources belonging to their enrolled students; in addition, institutions like Institutes would also acquire a portion of resources through similar means.
Under this premise, to invite a Level 5, such a “top-tier resource,” to do something, the first thing to do was to communicate and negotiate with the school, rather than bypassing the school and directly approaching the esper themselves.
Of course, this was also because the so-called “Great Ba Xing Festival Operating Committee” was actually just a temporarily formed organization, essentially a “support organization.” They did not hold real power; all they had was the title of “Operating Committee” and the tacit understanding that “the entire Academy City must cooperate as much as possible.”
In this situation, it was natural to conduct matters as formally as possible.
A Certain High School did not dare to be arrogant; having been an obscure entity in previous years, they were suddenly given significant attention by the Operating Committee and personally visited. While flattered, they certainly wouldn't be careless and immediately promised full cooperation.
However, A Certain High School also clearly understood that their wishes were not actually important; ultimately, it still depended on the intentions of the two Level 5s themselves.
“Student representative…” Lin Wuming frowned. “It feels… a bit troublesome.”
Honestly, Lin Wuming had no interest in this. He naturally preferred solitude rather than appearing in public.
Of course, if he absolutely had to do it, it wouldn’t be a big deal; it was just taking an oath as a student representative, with no difficulty whatsoever.
One should know that to resolve the large protest of blue-collar workers, Lin Wuming had given many public speeches on the street to thousands of people.
However, he simply disliked things he disliked.
“Then just refuse,” Komoe Sensei said.
“Huh?” Lin Wuming looked over. “Aren’t you going to persuade me, Ms. Teacher?”
“Our Ms. Teacher’s creed is never to force students to do things they don’t like,” Komoe Sensei said with a smile. “Actually, I already guessed this outcome before I came.”
