บท 125: Chapter 124 The Innately Evil President Ayakoji

Going to school in the summer was torture.

Especially for the students who had to walk a long distance, as their school was far from the station.

Haneoka Private High School was one such unlucky institution.

Early in the morning.

The sunlight and the cicadas' song tortured the senses, both tactile and auditory.

Like the other students, Kagura Hikaru dragged his shoulders, wiping sweat as he trudged onward.

The shirt on his back was soaked through.

Actually, that was the least of his worries—what felt worst was taking the train.

Although he wasn't in the sun, his nose suffered greatly.

In the summer, the sour stench of sweat in the train cars grew even more pronounced, with every seat smelling, and no windows to open for ventilation, making it unbearable.

Kagura Hikaru even thought maybe he should just get a motorcycle license, chasing the wind to school every day on a bike seemed not too bad.