High School Hack and Slash Chapter 97 Part 1
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「Aaaoooo!」
A giant with his arms raised screamed out a wild beast-like roar.
Muscle packs were etched into his drum belly, which had even looked like a metabolic belly, and the muscle tissue of his entire body was pumped up.
When he held a prepared log, he wound up crushing and pulverizing it as it was with a bearhug.
The audience, who had initially been cooled off, were now very excited by the elaborate build performance.
「Aah! You’re so wonderful, Master!」
In order to protect naïve bodybuilders, it was compulsory for the participants to wear disguise masks to hide their true identities.
Even if the『Bandit King』, who no matter how you looked at it was similar to the club president of the Tyrannical Dragon Chicken King (Volkei King), was posing on stage, no one was allowed to see his true identity.
「Amazing~.」
「Yes~, as expected of the Bandit Mask. If it’s physics, I suppose him being the strongest in the academy isn’t just for show.」
「Master, you’re so amazing. I’m getting wet!」
On the audience seats looking up at the stage, there lined up Mikan, Rinko and a girl of pure and innocent looks.
The face of the girl, who fitted her class of『War Maiden (Valkyrie)』, was slackened as if entranced and intoxicated.
The place was the special seat arranged for those related to the participants.
The next participant left before the final stage made his entrance in Oliver pose, as if to lord over the audience.
「To… I mean, Bearded Glasses Mask, good luck~.」
「Raaaaaaaaawr!」
The Bearded Glasses Mask, whose excitement shot through the roof thanks to Mikan’s cheering, picked up a remarkably thick log and tore it in half from the center.
Buzz and cheers rose from the audience at his beastly appeal, which deviated from humanity.
「That’s a great muscular tissue density…. But it is far from complete.」
Reika, flicking her black-rimmed glasses for disguise with her fingertips, looked up at the stage.
The last participant, the Punishment Mask, was about to make an appearance from the blackout curtain.
「I bet everyone here is aware. Yes, that there exist such a thing as perfection in this world!」
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Hmmm.
Unfortunately, I ended up winning third place.
However, the one-on-one battle between the Punishment Mask, which looked like the vice president of the student council, and the Bandit Mask, which looked like the president of the A-rank club, was well worth watching.
I guess it could be said to be a battle of『quality』 and『quantity』.
「It was very lively, wasn’t it?」
「… I get the feeling that someone who mustn’t be here has participated, I suppose.」
Oops, it’s taboo to pursue their true identity, so we mustn’t look into it any further than that.
There’s no such a thing as a regular or supreme department when it comes to muscles.
On the second day, the school festival maintains the festive mode that has carried over the first day’s liveliness.
We ended up having an unscheduled detour, but the three of us are by no means slacking off and playing around.
We received a summons from the school festival steering committee.
The matter was about the event category in which we, the Adept Order, had registered.
Our club had applied under three categories: 『Food Court』, 『Market』, and『Research Presentations』.
However, in the『Event Evaluation Ranking』 of the school festival, there was a rule that one was not allowed to select the same club in differing categories voting.
I guess this was meant to prevent unfairness such as block votes, but it is a system that disadvantages clubs applying for events under more than one category.
To begin with, there’s almost no club that applies under multiple categories, and the case seemed to be beyond what the rules envisioned.
It was a summoning to confirm whether we were going to continue as we were or withdraw the application for the category.
Well, the『event evaluation ranking』 is not relevant to a C-rank club like ours, so we told them that we would like to maintain the status quo.
That should have been the end of the story, but I ended up being asked to participate in the『Bodybuilding Contest』, which apparently did not attract as many participants as expected.
Upon being told that the tragic-faced committee members had no choice but to play the role of shills, I literally took off one layer.
As a result, the event was so exciting that there were even some crashing-in participants, but I’m glad as long as I could be of any help in making it lively.
Most of the muscle men were basically of the naïve type, so I think the idea of having everyone wear a disguise mask was a good one.
If you looked at the sharpness of their muscles, you’d be able to easily tell who it was at a glance, but for that part, we had a tacit understanding in the name of promise.
「But still, was that really okay? If it’s the Senpai sirs’ stall, it might be able to enter the top rankings, and the rewards, too.」
「Everyone being able to enjoy themselves is the best reward.」
「I suppose. As for rewards, I believe we’ve had enough.』
Mikan-senpai and Rinko-senpai nod at each other.
I don’t quite get it, but it’s a very natural smile.
If the Senpais sirs say they’re fine with it, then there’s no problem.
In the『Research Presentation Contest』 to be held on the stage in the afternoon, we’re planning to exhibit the multi-legged mobile tank (Mk), which has been built under the leadership of Chieri-senpai and Kakine-senpai.
The stylishly styled spider-type mobile weapon is overflowing with a science fiction-ish romance feel to it.
The cockpit is front and rear double-seated and can accommodate two passengers.
At the unveiling party held at the Asagi-sou plant, everyone was abuzz about it.
Speaking of which, konnyaku man and the others who participated in the party surrounded the machine and appeared to perform another strange ritual in a drunken stupor, but, well, I guess there’s no need to worry about it.
The manipulators moving on their own and pouring drinks, it shaking the machine body in a good mood as it was being petted by the Senpais, it looked as if the pilots were not on board at those times, so it seems that I was a little drunk too.
「I’m sorry. We don’t accept custom-made orders~.」
「Err, err, for accessories, only one piece per person.」
「… That one, right? This way please… Yes, of course the packaging is….」
When we return to the Adept Orders’ stall, we find the number of customers is higher than yesterday.
The majority of the armaments on the display stand have also gotten sold out.
Getting exposed to the festival atmosphere, the strings on the customers’ wallets must have slackened, too.
「Order for three medium serving~.」
「Three medium servings, got it. The extra-large serving is done, so take it.」
「Okay, it is.」
The dining booth seems to be thriving as well, with all the tables occupied.
When the Meat Mountain, served in a bowl that’s akin to a helmet, is brought to the table, a buzz where even the surrounding customers join in raises.
The dining runs under the sloppy setting of even though there are small, medium, large, and extra large servings on the menu, the prices are all the same.
But instead, you are not allowed to leave anything behind.
Yesterday, Doggy-senpai came several times and gobbled up the extra large serving clean, but the challenger this time is a boy with a large build.
He is looking slightly pale, but can no longer run away under the gazes directed at him from the surroundings.
We’re also selling Touka-senpai’s special stomach medicine, so I hope he’ll do his best.
「We got more customers than I expected, I suppose.」
「Looks like we can take it easy on the on the third day tomorrow, huh…」
For the Senpais, this is a valuable opportunity to express themselves.
Everyone seems to be full of life.
The members that aren’t of the Craftsman classes also seem to be helping out delightfully.
「I’m back~.」
「Welcome back.」
「Good work.」
Saki comes back after us, but for some reason she is fully armed.
It doesn’t look like she’s gone to the bathroom or something.
「I knocked down everyone with the katana forged by Senpai! There were some pretty tough ones, so it was fun!」
Just where and what has she done?
She’s sporting a very refreshed face.
I don’t quite get it, but I get the feeling that the ends and the means have been swapped.
「… By any chance, I wonder if she went to the『Class-based test of skill competition』 sponsored by the Dueling Committee?」
Talk about an event with a fun-sounding name.
I wonder if I can also participate by now.
「If you participate, how should I put it… It’d be inhuman, so cease the idea.」
「I mean, to begin with, your class category is a mysterious one, isn’t it, Touma-kun?」
Seiichi and Mai, who are slacking off in the back booth, are dissing me.
The information screen (status) registered in my student notebook, which is left in the hands of Shizuka all the time, should be that of『Warrior』, a second step class of Fighter branching.
In the class ratio statistic, this class seems to be the most common one.
Seiichi as well as Shizuka and the others should also be registered as that of the second step class of their current branching.
It’s what so-called false labeling.
「… It’d be too suspicious for first year students to become third-step class changers, after all.」
Under such advice from Seiichi, I asked Kakine-senpai, who can debug the electronic student handbooks, to slightly rewrite the data for us.
In my case, as a matter of fact, I guess I’m classified to be in the same category as Doggy-senpai.
I wonder what kind of reading Doggy-senpai and the others’ student handbooks are showing.
「The『Seven Deadly Sins』, it’s common knowledge that the only thing that is displayed is that.」
Kokoa-senpai, appearing out of nowhere, makes an entrance in a pose worthy of the name『Pride』.
Very stylish.
「Kokoa-senpai, this is the complimentary copy for guests.」
「… I’ll take it later.」
It seems that she has become email friends with Shizuka.
Although not as often as Doggy-senpai, she has also come to play at Asagi-sou a number of times.
「Sorry for the wait. As a service, we’ve made it an extra-large serving~.」
「… No, wait. I’m not Asura, so an extra-large serving is impossible.」
Touka-senpai, who brings the order all the way to the back booth, gives a thumbs-up and adds stomach medicine.
It seems that she’s come to eat roast dragon donburi.
I hope she will savor it without reservation.
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