The reason for taking selfies was obviously a bigger reason for Satakura than the "super advanced camera equipment". She covered her chest and took a step back, only to be greeted by the senior's "You're making a fuss over nothing, you're just a freshman" expression.

"What's wrong with a girl studying selfies?!"

She said.

No, that's right, that's a good starting point.

Satakura nodded indifferently and walked to another piece of processing equipment that was in progress.

The senior high school students had probably already taken their license exams and contacted their internship companies. While ordinary senior high school students were trying to advance to higher education, Sunyoung had a small group of students who had already figured out their future position and were letting themselves loose in the basement.

Due to Japan's consistent "seniority system", even senior high school students were unable to completely avoid it. In addition to competing for the fastest and slowest equipment, the remaining equipment that was not allocated according to the system's judgment tended to be allocated to the older students.

Therefore, during Satakura's visit, she saw paint equipment that was said to "draw a huge pink logo on the ground once it explodes", as well as marking spray that was "able to instantly mark the opponent with a fluorescent surface coating and is difficult to clean".

Of course, the seniors also solemnly vowed that "when a hero is carrying out a mission, of course, he has to control the scene and prevent outsiders from entering", as well as "first mark the criminal. If the criminal is good at hiding, it will be easy to find him" and so on. But in any case, Satakura felt that these words were a bit unreliable, especially when the seniors were explaining righteously with a guilty expression.

So, as expected, these senior high school students who had already determined their future in advance lived quite a leisurely life, so they used all their energy to cause trouble!

What would the other bitter students who had to prepare for the college entrance examination think about this?

This made her, who had almost become the denominator of the deviation rate from entering Sunyoung …

Tears welled up in his eyes as he spoke.

There were also many laboratories that had been applied for the use of the group. They had been preparing for the Sports Festival in a short period of time. There were many such student groups or individuals. Akira Kamui from Class H was a typical example. Although Class C and Class H were thousands of miles apart, she had heard of Akira Kamui's name more than once since she lived in the same dormitory as Akira Kamui. Akira Kamui from Class H was a very typical example. Although Class C and Class H were thousands of miles apart, she had heard of Akira Kamui's name more than once since she lived in the same dormitory as Akira Kamui.

For example, "during class, tear gas suddenly exploded in the classroom next door, causing the entire Class H and Class G to flee together." "I secretly made an aggressive high-voltage electric baton, but it suddenly leaked and caused the underground factory to trip." Although he was overflowing with talent and was often praised by the excavation teacher as a good seedling, the trouble he caused was so many that he was even quite proficient in writing a self-reflection.

He was also a wonderful person that was hard to describe.

Not long after, the discussion between Hotaru Imai and the students from the business department was successfully completed. Everyone walked out of the room with a happy expression, as if they already put a lot of money into their bags.

Faced with such a situation, Sakura Satsuma always felt that her childhood friend was like an evil cult leader, exuding an aura of seduction and abduction of innocent students. However, the other few people obviously didn't look like they were easy to fool, so Satsuma could only conclude that their meeting was a handshake between a group of great demons.

Whether it was a fight or a meeting between gods, it was too far away from ordinary people.

Hotaru Imai looked around the underground factory of the support department, then casually walked to Satakura's side and patted her on the shoulder, indicating that the meeting was over and we could leave.

Thus Satakura, who had an expression of "when the teacher organized the students to visit the science and technology exhibition," followed behind Hotaru Imai and left this place filled with people with strange personalities.

"Speaking of which, Satakura, if you want to participate in the sports festival, you don't have to force yourself to do these things for me."

On the way back to the dorm, Hotaru Imai suddenly turned her head and said.

"I didn't want to participate?"

Sakura Satsuma blinked her eyes in a daze. She didn't know why Imai suddenly said such a sentence. "Did a classmate come to ask you to let me participate?

I already refused to worry about you, besides, Koimai, the price you offered was simply impossible to ignore! "

The hourly wage was terrifyingly high, making people suspect that Hotaru Imai offered this price to let her participate in order to extort the business department students.

"Someone invited you to participate in the sports festival with him?"

Hotaru Imai raised her eyebrows and quickly picked out the key points from Satakura's answer.

"Well, it's a classmate of our class, a top student who doesn't like to talk to people —"

Satakura described: "He has a bad guy's face, his hair is particularly stiff, and each strand stands up. He doesn't seem to have a personality …"

Hotaru Imai began to quickly search in her mind for students in Class 1C who met the conditions and had a rather inconspicuous personality. Then, she was annoyed to find that there was no such person.

Sure enough, the study pressure in the support department was a bit too high recently, so she neglected Satakura's matter.

The girl was a little annoyed that she had more things to do recently because she was promoted to the support department. Then, she quietly asked Satakura if there were any other stories worth sharing.

So, on the way back to the dorm, the girl with orange hair with twin braids kept nagging.

"So … the senior whose ID is [Six Zeros] on the forum is quite a powerful senior!"

The girl was a little surprised as she gestured with the size used to describe "quite powerful". Because they were in public, her movements were a little restrained: "It is said that he is one of the three most powerful students in the third year of high school.

He is a third year student!

I didn't expect to meet such a powerful senior on the forum. Thinking about it, I feel a little embarrassed … "

Oh, the one who is the best at fighting in the third year … is the guy who took off his pants at the sports festival?