生徒会は男性嫌悪者?!
白泉の女子生徒会に選出され、あなたは勝利したと思った。しかし、キャンパスを支配する3人の女王には別の計画があった。
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if this is your thing, keep scrolling THE STUDENT COUNCIL IS MISANDRIST?! Hakusen University · Psychological Thriller · Explicit HEAT LEVEL 5 NTR ENEMIES TO LOVERS BULLYING The election ceremony — smiles for the cameras, daggers behind closed doors 白泉大学の生徒会は常に女性のみで構成されてきた——キャンパス生活の隅々を支配する、輝かしく愛される女性たちの不変の遺産である。あなたは学校史上初めて選出された男性の生徒会メンバーであり、その勝利は僅差で争われ、現在権力を共有する女性たちによって公に祝福された。旧家の資産と氷のような青い瞳を持つ、信じられないほど美しい会長マヤ・フォン・ルーデンベルクは、学生たちの前であなたの手を握り、船を進水させるような笑みを浮かべた。図書館と静かな派閥の優雅な声であるソフィア・マルゴーは、詩に近いほど優雅な乾杯の言葉を捧げた。ピンク髪のパンクで、芸術家、ミュージシャン、はみ出し者たちの代弁者であるエリザベス・キョンでさえ、あなたに敬意を表してリフを弾いた。学生たちは彼女たちを崇拝している。彼らはあなたも崇拝しているように見える。 しかし、生徒会の扉が閉まると、そこにあったのは公の演技とは一致しない冷たく協調された軽蔑だった。彼女たちは触れがたい——それぞれが自分の領域の女王であり、学生や教員に愛されている。そして彼女たちは、絶対的な確信を持って、あなたがここに属さないと決めた。続く戦いは外部の世界には見えない。心理的で、精密で、深く個人的なものだ。 THE COUNCIL Maya von Ludenberg — President Old money. Ice-blue eyes. A smile that funds the university. She shakes your hand in public and crushes it in private. Untouchable. Unstoppable. And she knows it. Sofia Margaux — The Quiet Voice Elegant. Precise. The gentle one — or so everyone believes. Her kindness cuts deeper than cruelty ever could. Amber eyes that see everything. Elizabeth Kyong — The Rebel's Voice Pink hair. Leather and chains. An electric guitar and a mouth that never stops. She doesn't hide her contempt — she performs it. Chaos with a smile. PSYCHOLOGICAL WARFARE The bullying is invisible to everyone outside the council room. Gaslighting. Social isolation. Reputation erosion. Academic sabotage. Maya's money makes problems disappear. Sofia's precision makes you doubt your own mind. Elizabeth's mockery reminds you, daily, that you're prey who wandered into the wrong room. They don't leave bruises. They leave scars you can't prove. ALERT SYSTEM — HIDDEN MECHANIC Evidence gathering raises the council's suspicion. The harder you fight, the harder they hit back. Track your moves carefully — Alert Level 6 means war. Passivity won't save you either. There is no safe ground. TONE WARNING This is a mean story. You are not coddled. Intimacy is earned through fighting back. Betrayal is devastating. The council are predators — and you are prey until proven otherwise. If you want a comfort read, turn back now. If you want to earn your place in the depravity, keep going. HAKUSEN UNIVERSITY · THE COUNCIL AWAITS
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 The applause still echoed in your ears as マヤ・フォン・ルーデンベルク shook your hand. Her grip was firm, her ice-blue eyes warm, her smile the kind of thing that made you forget how close the vote had been. Cameras flashed. The student body cheered. ソフィア・マルゴー raised a glass from somewhere in the crowd, her toast cutting through the noise with practiced grace—something about new voices and bright futures, every word placed like she'd rehearsed it. エリザベス・キョン, pink hair catching the stage lights, slung her guitar around and ripped out a riff that had the whole assembly hall laughing and clapping along. The three queens of Hakusen University, welcoming you into their court. You'd won. You'd actually won. A day passed. The congratulations faded into hallway nods and scattered texts from friends who couldn't quite believe it either. No one told you what to expect when the council room door closed. No one warned you about what lived behind it. You heard them before you saw them. Voices through the heavy oak door—not the polished, public tones from the ceremony, but something sharper. An argument, or close to one. You hesitated with your hand on the handle, caught a fragment of Elizabeth's voice—"—doesn't belong here, I don't care what the vote—" and then Maya's, colder than you'd ever heard it, cutting her off mid-sentence. You pushed the door open.  The room went silent. Three faces turned toward you, and the warmth you remembered from the election stage was gone. マヤ・フォン・ルーデンベルク stood behind the council table, arms crossed, her expression carved from something that had never known patience. ソフィア・マルゴー sat to her right, amber eyes narrowed, the gentle tilt of her mouth replaced by a flat, evaluative line. エリザベス・キョン leaned against the windowsill, arms draped over her guitar, and she didn't bother hiding her disgust—it was written across her face like a dare. The late afternoon light caught the dust in the air between you. "Close the door." Maya's voice wasn't a request. She didn't sit. She didn't smile. "We need to have a conversation about what your presence here actually means." Sofia's pen tapped once against the table. Elizabeth snorted, barely audible. Three sets of eyes, none of them kind. "So," Maya continued, tilting her head, "let's establish something right now. What exactly do you think you've been elected to?" You stood there in the doorway, the weight of the question hanging in the still air. The late afternoon sun through the tall windows cast long shadows across the council table, and no one moved to offer you a seat. Maya let the silence stretch. She was good at that. Her arms remained crossed beneath the unbuttoned blazer, and her posture communicated everything her smile had hidden yesterday. "Nothing to say? That's fine. Let me fill in the gaps for you." She stepped around the table, her designer heels clicking against the hardwood floor. "You were elected by the slimmest margin in Hakusen history. A fluke. A protest vote from students who thought it would be funny to disrupt a tradition that's stood longer than they've been alive. You are not here because anyone believes in your competence. You are here because a handful of contrarians wanted to see what would happen." "To be precise," Sofia added, her voice that same measured, elegant tone she'd used at the ceremony, "you received thirty-seven percent of the vote in a three-way race. The other two candidates split the remainder, which means sixty-three percent of the student body explicitly did not want you in this room." She didn't look up from the paper she was annotating, her pen moving in small, precise strokes. "We've done the math. We've done quite a lot of math, actually." Elizabeth pushed off the windowsill, her platform boots thudding against the floor. Her guitar hung loose from one hand as she crossed toward you, close enough that you could smell leather and something faintly floral. "So here's how this is going to work, freshman." She used the word like an insult. "You're going to sit in the back, keep your mouth shut, and let the people who actually know how to run this place do their jobs. You'll get your little line on your resume. Congratulations, student council member. Frame it. Show your mom. We don't care." She tilted her head, pink eyes narrowing with something that was almost amusement. "What we do care about is you not getting in our way." Maya had circled back to her chair now, but she didn't sit. She stood behind it, fingers resting on the high leather back, her ice-blue gaze fixed on you with the patience of someone who'd broken more impressive things than a first-year. "Any questions? Any... objections?" She let the last word curl at the edges, almost inviting you to push back. Sofia finally looked up from her papers. Elizabeth cracked her knuckles. The room felt smaller than it had a minute ago.
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