Necromancer School’s Summoning Genius Chapter 544
This year’s club season will be held for three days at the central square of the freshman campus.
Seniors open club booths and are eager to recruit new members and first-year students gather in groups of threes and fives to see if there is a club that suits their taste and enjoy various experience activities.
However the problem started from the first day and started in earnest from the second day.
“Is the participation rate of first-year students declining?”
Simon who had been called in from the weekend in a hurry said while wearing the coat of the student council president. Beside him Meirin was running at a brisk pace holding a folder in her arms.
“Yeah. You’ll see it right away when you go to the site.”
The two arrived at the central plaza on campus.
Certainly the number of people was small.
“Now there are fewer first graders than second graders. It wasn’t like this last year.”
“Yeah that’s probably the cause.”
Meirin continued with serious eyes.
“It must be because of the overheating of the recruiting war.”
Due to the change in student council policy securing club members has become more important this year than last year. Of course the maintenance of the members is important but it is also possible to maintain the members only when they are secured.
So the sophomores who are the main players in club management worked harder than ever.
Naturally the competition for recruiting freshmen intensified and at last they started promoting outside the central plaza designated by the school as a publicity area.
Everywhere I went including the streets of the first-year campus libraries cafes and on-campus cafeterias sophomores wearing red badges appeared holding flyers. even
– Ahaha! Professor excuse me! Hey guys! We are called the Dungeon Research Club…!
There was even an indiscriminate promotion of the classroom right before or after class.
1st graders only have intensified competition between the same 1st graders on the educational curriculum but contact with seniors is rare. For the first graders who were still afraid of their seniors this kind of contact only caused discomfort.
There were more problems. At least members with clubs were on the side of restraining themselves in many ways for the club’s image but the sophomores who held flyers and promoted to help their friends were in trouble.
– Hey hey won’t you come in? Are you really not going to come? I’m begging you like this
-A senior calls but is it just raw?
-Keygen is finished really.
Maybe they were excited to meet their juniors after a long time they were giving back to the 1st year what they had been beaten by the 3rd year.
An atmosphere of fear was formed during the club season which should have been a festive atmosphere and first-year students began to avoid the central square where booths were set up because of the burden.
“Sir that’s serious.”
After hearing the explanation Simon broke out in sweat.
Just then I heard a voice calling Simon from afar.
Kamibarez and Dick were coming running.
“What’s all the fuss about on the weekend morning?”
Dick with his hands in his pockets was yawning all the time. After that the student council’s direct minions caught and brought back the sophomores who were promoting outside the designated area.
The second graders who were caught laughed and said.
“Hey Dick. Put this down. Oh why is everyone like this. Really.”
Simon and Meirin approached. Meilin sighed and crossed her arms.
“Seniors who endured for a year at Keygen. What is all this like?”
“That’s right! Reflect on yourself!”
Kamibarez put his hands on his hips and said. The sophomore gave an embarrassing laugh.
“Look at me. The kids aren’t coming to the booth. What should I do? I should go out and tell them about the club.”
The second grader next to him sharply opened his eyes.
“Ah to be honest is this really our fault? If only the student council had promoted first-year students to come to the booth in the first place…!”
“Don’t blame others!
Meilin kicked him hard in the shin. Whoa! She made a noise and grabbed his leg and bounced around.
“You have to tell the order clearly! It’s not that the kids won’t come because you guys did that!”
“Wow! It hurts! It hurts! Is it okay to beat a student just because it’s a student council?”
“Have you not been beaten yet?”
Mei Lin tried to grab him by the collar but Simon stopped him and said
“All of you go back to the dormitory. If you’re not a member of a club and mess up the academic calendar like this I have no choice but to suggest discipline next time.”
As soon as the word “discipline” came up the slow attitude disappeared.
Simon who sent them back distributed the roles.
“Dick mobilize all 30 of our direct minions to strictly control external publicity.”
“okay!”
“Meirin Kami. You guys call the club leaders and gather them together. It’s okay if the directors who are on site right now are fine.”
“okay.”
“Yes Simon!”
* * *
In the end the student council had to get involved.
As it was a long club season most of the heads of each club were on site so we were able to gather right away and conduct the meeting.
“The first year students’ anxiety is at a serious level. I hope they will restrain themselves from now on.”
It was the bane of overheated competition.
The heads of each club were also aware of how the current situation was going so they decided to follow Simon’s words.
As the competition for external recruiting intensified the total number of first-year students visiting the most important club booth was decreasing.
“But no.”
A club manager leaned on his chin and said.
“Have you already captured the image of the club season? Even if you control it from now on will first-year students want to come to the booth?”
“That’s right. The student council should also show some countermeasures.”
“In the first place the student council promoted the overheated competition. If the name was Keygen’s student council these side effects should have been predicted.”
The clubs who were dissatisfied with the changed policy threw out one word at a time.
Meilin kicked off her chair and stood up with an angry expression.
“Hey you bastards!! Why do you keep blaming others…!”
“Maylin.”
Simon as if telling her to calm down put her on the shoulder and put her back in her seat.
Then I looked back at the managers.
“Okay. The student council will try their best so I hope you trust us and focus only on promoting in the booth.”
After the meeting the club heads went back. Meirin shook Simon’s shoulder wildly.
“Hey! What are you going to do? Why did you say that in front of the managers!”
“I’ll have to try something.”
Simon laughed and said that while Dick approached.
“Hey! Simon! I scattered all the minions as instructed. No matter what the instructions were given all the 2nd graders seemed to be withdrawing.”
“Good.”
“Is the meeting over?”
“Yeah that worked out. Dick rather than that.”
Simon said looking at Dick.
“What’s trending among first graders these days?”
“Fad? Suddenly?”
“Yes. It’s important.”
Dick sucks. and put on a worried expression.
“What’s hot these days is of course opera or theater.”
Meirin frowned.
“Hey it’s hot right? Going to see adults is a trend among first graders?”
Dick nodded.
“Uh huh that’s what everyone knows. A young big star has recently been born at the Langerstine Grand Theater right? Seiwir who also came to our entrance ceremony! He’s more popular with younger kids than noble uncles.”
Meilin furrowed her brow with a worried face.
“…That idiot is that popular?”
“Didn’t you know? Even during the mission evaluation this time all the first-years went to see the Seiwir play with assignments from Langerstein’s side! Because of that the professors in charge of the first-years said they were terribly upset.”
Simon thought too. Come to think of it he used Sayur as the moderator for his entrance ceremony and it was hugely popular.
“This looks fine.”
A smile crept across Simon’s lips.
“Very well.”
Dick said.
The two boys who exchanged signals with their eyes looked at Meirin at the same time.
“Now wait! Why are you looking at me like that?”
Mei Lin blushed and covered her body.
* * *
the next morning.
Langerstein Grand Theatre.
“The morning performance was great! Seyir!”
Old pot-bellied gentlemen flocked to Seiwir and praised him.
“Your delicate hand gestures that expressed the era of discontinuity and fall are like the second coming of the legendary actor Mortis 50 years ago!”
“A person’s life built up by Cheopcheop is also a masterpiece! Your acting has raised a very good topic!”
“Ha ha ha! Thank you everyone.”
Seiwir wagging his thick eyebrows and wearing a greasy smile shook hands with his patron nobles.
After 10 minutes of fan service with supporters Seiwir whistled and walked away with a breezy gait.
“Haha! Seyir!”
The owner of the theater whose ears were deafened by the recent sales explosion approached and hugged him.
“You did a good job on the morning performance. Rest well and take good care of the evening performance!”
“Just trust me.”
“Fans are coming from all over the continent to see you! Heh heh why did you show up so late!”
Just as the theater manager patted Seiwir on the shoulder and laughed a commotion broke out in the back.
“It’s trouble if you come in more!”
“What are these!”
Also as usual I wondered if Seiwir’s big fans had come in but an unexpected situation was happening.
jerk- jerk-
Three men and women in neat suits broke through the guards and approached them.
“Who are you guys!”
the theater director shouted. The woman in her middle took off her sunglasses revealing her face and pulled her notebook from her bosom.
“I’m from Kizen.”
The face of the theater owner turned black when he saw the engraved keygen mark. Even the bodyguards who came to subdue them with riot batons stood still as if they were petrified.
She put in her notebook and said coldly.
“My name is ‘Mojo’ a member of the Keyzen Student Council.”
If it’s keygen it’s best to take care of yourself. The theater owner was sweating profusely and groaning.
“Ki-Kizen why did the people come to this place…”
“Take it.”
fault.
Two minions standing beside her grabbed Saywir by the arms.
Seiwir struggled not knowing why.
‘What what kind of power?’
Of course I couldn’t resist. Seeing Seiwir being subdued at once the theater owner jumped up.
“What are you doing here!
Mojo showed a note to Seyir with an expressionless face.
< You know the afternoon schedule is empty so shut up and come to a paid performance. >
-Maylin.
“ha ha ha!”
It was only then that Seiwir laughed loudly and looked at the theater owner.
“What am I saying again! Theater owner. I’m going to play outside for a while.”
“Suddenly? Uh where?”
When the minions finally let go of their arms Seiwir straightened his collar showed his teeth and grinned.
“Looks like the cute boys and girls in Keyzen want me.”
* * *
“Listen together! A toast to youth!”
Phew! pop!
On the first year campus on the stage of the central auditorium Seiwir sang vigorously with a loudspeaker. At his beckoning the waves rolled and the storm raged.
“Heaven!”
A loud sound burst out.
Below the stage I could see first-year students jumping fervently from their seats and chanting Seiwir’s name.
Indeed it was immensely popular. As soon as Seiwir’s song was heard it seemed that all 900 first-year students had flocked to the school.
“Passion to us!”
Seiwir who sang softly stepped back and pointed to the side and the dazzling light was directed at the Kizen girl holding the amplification crystal ball next to him. She had a cat mask on her face.
“Passion to us!”
As the girl raised her voice gracefully the eyes of the 1st year students who were obsessed with Seiwir widened.
She frowned slightly and reached the high-pitched part in an instant.
“Listen! A toast to youth!”
Whoaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!
The graders murmured at the high-pitched close-to-perfect high-pitched sound.
“Who is that girl? She’s wearing our school uniform?”
“Aren’t you an actor? Are you a real student?”
“Well done!!”
The popularity of this moment was no less than Seiwir.
I heard cheers coming from all directions but her face hidden behind a mask turned red beyond words. There were small tears in the corners of her eyes.
‘Why do I have to sing at my school! no! no! I hate dogs!’
Either that or not the passion for the performance was growing.
Simon and Kamibarez watched their eyes twinkling and Dick nodded solemnly.
“This is the performance you chose Meirin. Endure it with evil.”
Simon said with a puzzled laugh.
“But he’s really good.”
“that’s right!”
Far from falling behind the real actor Seiwir Mei Lin was now overwhelming with tone and power.
The performance that started in the central square was a great success.
The aftermath naturally led to the activation of club booths. Numerous first-year students came to see the performance and entered the booth and the second-year students were now dealing with their juniors comfortably putting their burdens down.
Just yesterday two or three sophomores competed against one freshman but now freshmen had to line up in front of the booth. I thought I was getting back to normal now.
“Chairman! What kind of magic did you do? Thank you so much!”
A smile bloomed on the lips of the club managers. Since no one came the managers who had been angry at Simon during the meeting were now enjoying the festival properly.
“Yeah work hard.”
Simon also smiled endlessly and waved his hand.
It was only natural that the student council’s ratings soared once the shortage of freshmen was resolved in one shot.
A student council with the ability to mobilize even a big star like Seiwir if needed.
In fact who would have known that the man whom he briefly dated during the dispatch evaluation last year would become such a big star? I was lucky in many ways.
“Oh my this is an interesting event.”
Then I heard a familiar voice behind me.
Simon turned around to see Cerne walking away with a sinister smile on his face.
“It’s an unidentified cat mask. I think it sounds like someone I know.”
Simon let out a laugh.
“Wow are you here? Serene.”
