A Love-Comedy Comes Along with Sex! ~ It Seems the Human Race Will Perish Unless I, Who has Zero Dating Experience, Use my Cheat Penis to Create a Harem and Ensure the Proliferation of Our Descendants ~

Chapter 59: The End-of-Term Ceremony

Having overcome the test, I realized that it was already the end-of-term ceremony. In other words, the first semester was over, and summer vacation had arrived. Apparently, this year’s summer would be even hotter than last year, and the principal had kindly advised us to be careful of heatstroke during the summer break.

In the stuffy gymnasium, it was customary to have the student council and committee chairs give reports on their activities for the semester after the long speech by the principal.

First, the student council.

“Good afternoon. I’m Takanashi, the student council president.”

A handsome young man with flowing black hair appeared, his voice as smooth as a male voice actor’s. He was the student council president of our high school – Takanashi Ibuki. He was a tall, handsome, and well-rounded individual who was kind to everyone. He was so perfect that I wondered if it was okay for one person to be that perfect.

His appearance alone changed the expressions of the students. Yellow cheers rose from all around, and everyone was captivated by him. What popularity! The reaction to the principal was so different. Poor principal.

“The activities of the student council this term…”

His pleasant voice, amplified through the microphone, echoed through the gymnasium. For the girls, it was a considerable treat.

His popularity was number one in the school. In addition, he held overwhelming power as the student council president. He was a year older than me, so I didn’t interact with him much, but his stories often spread by word of mouth. There was no one else as famous as him in this school building.

“And as for the degree of achievement of our goals…”

But, normally, at this point, there should have been a female student as popular as him standing next to him. That was my childhood friend, Inoue Rin, who was also the vice president of the student council.

I probably don’t need to explain why she wasn’t here. Still, I felt a sense of guilt for reducing the valuable strength of the student council.

Rin, my precious wife, was apparently not feeling well lately. That’s why she was resting and recuperating in the hospital. Even if she had been in good health, her belly was getting bigger, so she probably couldn’t have attended the end-of-term ceremony anyway. Of course, I couldn’t introduce her as the mother of my child. I didn’t want to tarnish Rin’s high school life.

And indeed, the growth rate of the baby in her womb was astonishing, and she was scheduled to give birth during the summer break. If all went well, Rin could return to school after the summer break. For now, I could only pray for a safe delivery.

I also felt a sense of guilt for being able to continue my daily life calmly while Rin was suffering. I could go to school properly, and I was allowed to have sexual relations with other women. I couldn’t help but wonder if I should continue like this.

“Thank you for listening.”

I realized that the student council president had already descended from the stage amid loud applause. His departure, so cool and confident, was indeed impressive. It seemed that handsome men were cool no matter what they did.

I clapped my hands a beat later. The student council president was slowly descending the stairs. For a moment, I felt like our eyes met. I don’t know why, but my heart skipped a beat.

Next, the Beautification Committee took the stage. They reported on their goals for the term and the degree to which those goals were achieved.

Mirei was the chairman of the Beautification Committee. I often saw her watering the flowers in the flower beds. Like Rin, she was also about to give birth, so of course, she wasn’t here. She should be able to return to school after the summer break.

According to Aizawa-san, both Rin and Mirei were said to be suffering from a serious illness and were absent from school due to poor health. It seemed that Aizawa-san could easily create fake medical certificates.

The school side also considered the circumstances of the two and seemed to evaluate their grades differently from other students. Since they couldn’t take the test, there was no choice. In any case, the two were excellent students, and the school was aware of that when giving them grades. I was grateful that the school’s thinking was flexible. Aizawa-san was probably involved to some extent, too.

“Hello. I’m Samejima, the vice chairman of the Beautification Committee.”

The student who climbed the stage with a rough attitude was also rough in attitude. He was apparently the vice chairman.

“Hmm, I feel like I’ve seen him somewhere.”

That’s right, he was the one I bumped into in front of the toilet the other day. He was about the same build as me. His hair was dyed gold, and he had a rugged fade haircut. He even had piercings. His shirt was untucked, and his pants were low-slung. I wondered if there were still people like him nowadays, with such a typical delinquent style. To be honest, it was tacky…

“Umm, the Beautification Committee…”

The information that came out of his lethargic voice was not received by anyone. I doubt many students were listening to his voice. Most students, in contrast, seemed to have lost interest, talking to their friends or looking down.

With the listeners like this, it must have been difficult for him to speak. Indeed, he stumbled over his words, and the content was a mess, making it hard to understand what he was trying to say. I couldn’t help but wonder how he could be the vice chairman with such an appearance and ability. How was Mirei, the chairwoman, managing him?

“That’s all.”

The report ended in less than five minutes. However, the applause was small. The teachers standing by the walls of the gymnasium clapped loudly, but it was still small. It was sad to compare him to the student council president, but he was definitely inferior. Still, there was nothing to be done about it.

Samejima-kun descended from the stage. Our eyes met for a moment. His eyes were straight ahead, glaring at me with clear hatred. I looked away once, then cautiously looked again.

“Tch.”

Indeed, he was glaring at me. He made a slight grunting sound and went back.

— Huh… Did I do something to him? —

I could only be afraid of him, who was mysteriously glaring at me.