Chapter 30: The Rigged Election

“Ah… right, I almost forgot something! Before we officially begin, I believe we need to elect a class president? Hmm… It’s quite a demanding role, you know. You’ll often have to run to my office to grab lesson plans and handle various school matters. The work is miscellaneous, but it’s a great opportunity for personal growth. Do we have any volunteers?”

Lulu scanned the students below, her gaze sweeping across the room. To her surprise, quite a few of them straightened up, their interest piqued. ‘Well… of course!’ she thought. These noble children would surely assume that being class president meant receiving special treatment and more resources from the teacher.

Many of them looked eager to raise their hands. As Lulu’s eyes roved over the classroom, they happened to meet the little demon king’s.

‘Hehe…’

In truth, Lulu had already decided who would get the position. Naturally… it would go to her little puppy!

[Tsk, look at this eager bunch. Being class president is exhausting, time-consuming, and unpaid. It’s a total distraction from your studies. The most you get out of it is a closer relationship with your homeroom teacher. This job is perfect for the little demon king!]

[Hee hee, I can’t wait to use this to torment him. Go on, raise your hand already!]

Such were Lulu’s devious little thoughts…

A subtle smile touched Alexius’s lips, and he remained as still as a mountain.

Eh… Eh?

Lulu continued to scan the crowd, though her attention was fixed solely on the little demon king. But alas…

Why wasn’t he raising his hand?

She was starting to get anxious. [This boy… what is he doing? Raise your hand!]

“Ahem, let’s see a bit more enthusiasm, everyone. Be confident! This is an excellent chance to improve yourselves. I won’t be looking at your rank or your grades, only your willingness to do a good job!”

Lulu put on another act, but it was all for naught. The little demon king remained unmoved, and she was growing more and more agitated.

[Hey, hey, hey, little demon king! Your teacher Lulu is dropping hints! Come on and be my class president, don’t you get it?! Ugh… you idiot! Or… are you just not confident? Where’s all that bravado from when you were teasing me in the carriage! I’m… I’m so mad!]

The little demon king remained perfectly still, almost laughing at the look on Lulu’s face.

“Teacher, let me do it! Me! I would be more than happy to serve you!”

Just then, the ever-restless Claire suddenly shot his hand into the air, wearing an eager expression as he tried to curry favor with Lulu. She froze, a helpless look crossing her face.

[How is it that the little demon king’s rival is making a move while the little demon king himself is still slacking off?! Hey, if you don’t speak up now, I’ll have to give the position to this boy!]

“Teacher, I want to do it too!”

“Me too, Teacher!”

Claire’s enthusiasm sparked a wave of volunteers, and Lulu began to feel overwhelmed. Just then, finally…

The little demon king raised his hand.

‘Ah, why is it that even though I know this is a position Lulu created just to trap me, the thought of someone else being her class president is unbearable?’ He couldn’t help but stand up.

Tsk…

Perhaps it was because being class president would allow him more contact with Lulu at school, which would in turn help him better master his demon corruption skills.

[Phew~ Hehehe, you finally took the bait, little demon king!]

A smile played on Lulu’s lips. “My, so many people,” she said. “Ahaha, well then, how about we draw lots?”

[Drawing lots, is that fair? Ahem, Lulu has a special cheating method to ensure the little demon king is chosen! Everyone else has a 0% chance of winning, so yes, it’s very fair!]

‘Hey, hey, hey,’ Alexius thought, ‘isn’t your rigging a little too blatant?’

But no one dared to object, so small slips of paper were passed forward. Lulu secretly placed a small magical mark on the little demon king’s slip, mixed them all together, and then effortlessly drew Alexius’s name.

“Alexius… Hmm, that’s a nice name. Who is that?”

Lulu read the name aloud, feigning ignorance. The little demon king raised his hand with a sigh.

“That’s me, Teacher.”

“Tch…”

Claire and the others below let out sighs and disgruntled mutters, lamenting the brat’s incredible luck.

Lulu nodded with a smile. “From now on, you’re the class president. Come to my office before each class to pick things up. I’ll call for you if I have any other arrangements. Alright, that’s settled. Let’s begin the lesson.”

****

The first lesson of the school year was often a masterclass in pointless filler.

It was like the introductory lecture of a university course or the plot in a Japanese adult film—it could be there, but it wasn’t strictly necessary.

Take the training formations Lulu was demonstrating, for instance. Did she really need to explain them? Every student here was already approaching or had surpassed the first rank. How could they have gotten this far without ever using one?

But there was nothing to be done. These were the basics, after all.

…

After the first lesson concluded, Lulu dusted the chalk from her hands and looked out at her students.

“It’s almost time for dismissal. Does anyone have any questions? No? You can also come to my office after class to ask. For now, class is dismissed. Goodbye, everyone.”

Lulu slowly descended from the platform and left the classroom. This time, however, she had a particular goal in mind. She paused deliberately at the doorway, wanting to observe the atmosphere in the room a little longer.

She was especially interested in the little demon king’s situation. She had to admit… she was very concerned!

‘Ahem, this is all for the good of the world,’ she told herself.

But before Lulu could overhear anything, Alexius suddenly rose from his seat and walked straight to the classroom door. Was he trying to talk to her?

“Teacher…”

“Ah… um… Alexius! Teacher is a bit busy right now. If you have any questions, how about you come to my office during the break, okay? I just…”

Lulu wore a troubled expression. She had noticed students already starting to file out of the classroom, chatting amongst themselves and occasionally casting curious glances in their direction…

Ugh…

Alexius had only wanted to ask about the specific duties of a class president, but he hadn’t expected Luxstina to get so flustered. He glanced around awkwardly and saw that the other students were indeed watching them.

A moment later, he recalled Lulu’s earlier instruction not to act overly familiar at school. He quickly nodded at her and said, “I understand, Teacher. Please get some rest.”

“Phew~”

Lulu finally let out a breath of relief. She turned and hurried away from the classroom. She didn’t see, however, that several students had begun to gather around the little demon king behind her.

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