Fading lights that resembled an extremely poor illumination salvaged this room that was labeled as a court.

The sun and the moon were sculptured and everyone present could capture their symbols at the top of the court reigning freely.

By contrast to the acceptable temperature outside of this courtroom, a dead chilly temperature that purely screamed the essence of negative degrees was present throughout every corner of it.

"Y'all are late! Koutarou! Setsuna! Get your asses in here!"

Slightly entering the room, I witnessed what this small detention center had in store.

Susaga and Ryoken were still confused about what this was all about yet they walked slowly to the two seats that were each located by King George's side. One on his right side while the other being on his left side.

For the record, King George's seat lied in the same line of structure, however, slightly taller in comparison with the rest.

These two individuals still had no clue what was about to happen to them.

"Dan, come here! We saved you a spot!"

In this courtroom, there were extensive lines with seats in them.

Noticeably, as you'd go further in the room, they would become more and more visible to you.

The one who called me out was no other than Kawahara who was accompanied by Kuzan and Rayazaki.

Kawahara's lax manner was naturally oblivious to anyone who complements basic manners each and every single day.

Resting with his two legs at the top of the table while leaning his torso back was just something common for this type of person.

"Dude, why didn't you tell me this place existed?"

Just like everyone else present, I took my seat.

"You'd find out sooner or later."

Is Kawahara implying that I would get myself into so much trouble to the point of naturally being redirected all the way to here...?

"More importantly, are you certain? Was what you said true?"

"Yeah, Kawahara. These two... are simps!"

"This is gonna be fun then!"

I'm sincerely surprised how I'm the only one who initially didn't know what a simp meant.

Is it really that popular?

My questions were quickly dispelled by a loud roar heard throughout this hollow cryptic room.

"It's judgment time!!!"

King George had officially given his decree.

Still confused, Ryoken couldn't help but question the entirety of King George's previous words.

"What is this? What's going to happen? What did you mean by judgment time? I don't get it..."

Already in the special seat, Ryoken doubtfully glanced King George, who was wearing a malicious smile truly fit of the draconian that he is.

Small laughs started to come from the rest, myself included. We giggled in their despair.

"Toharoh! Take the lead! You're the one who wanted this, weren't you!? Make it damn worth it!"

Tsudo was called. Furthermore, he erupted his posture from his seat far too quickly.

His eyes looked determined to purge what needed to be purged.

That's the attitude.

"Yes, sir!! Gentlemen! We are here united today for a greater purpose! As you all know, except the two simps, of course, there is a disturbance in the force!!"

"The two what....?"

All the way from across the room, at the end of it, Susaga couldn't help but speak as soon as Tsudo said controversial words.

"I've been given the chance to represent this topic so I'll make the best out of it! I'm afraid to announce something incredibly sad..."

"What? What is it?"

Kan, impatiently asked away.

The topic itself wasn't known to every person in this room yet it seems.

"Midst this fine tree of youth spirits aiming to achieve coherence between both genders, there are two individuals who dared to go against the flow!"

We gasped.

How could someone dare to go against this peerless flow?!

"Yes! That's the reaction! Make your discontented opinions be heard! These two heretics have dared to disturb the force by making incorrect decisions! Decisions, so incorrect, that they have forsaken the dignity and honor of being a male! You all know what I'm talking about, right!? I'm talking about simping!!!"

Tsudo's high spirited words were bringing excitement to the table. A fierce sensation of exhilaration was present throughout every word he spoke with fearlessness.

"You've been pointing at us the whole time! Goddamn it! I knew I shouldn't come!"

"I don't get any of this... I thought this was something important!"

Both Ryoken and Susaga expressed their discontent immediately.

Although Tsudo has not said who the two individuals truly are, he's been pointing at them the whole time.

Everyone in this room already knows. Henceforth, it needs not to be said.

"It's too late, you simps! I will expose your wrongdoings now!"

"Again, what the hell are you talking about?! Wrongdoings!? What?!"

Ryoken was still obnoxiously standing in Tsudo's way of speech yet I was curious as well.

How exactly will we supposedly get evidence to prove that they are simps?

Hyunda claimed that they are simps, but just how...

"The fun begins now..."

Kawahara's soft-toned words were heard swiftly.

"King, if you may..."

"Right away!"

King George, in response to Tsudo's mysterious request, pulled out a remote controller and turned it on.

In a flash, every single person in this court could see visible footage that was ready to be displayed.

The footage was being displayed through a gigantic screen that stood at the top of the room.

"W...What is this?!"

Susaga was sweating. His knees are probably weak now.

Kawahara was smirking as usual, but more aggressively, so to speak. Although the footage hadn't been displayed yet it was common sense who the individuals were on the screen.

Deliberately private, in one of the edges of block F, Susaga and Yukishiro were secretly seemingly holding a conversation.

"Before displaying this sheer act of abundant shame and simpness, allow me to give you all a lesson on simpology."

Simpology? Is that even a thing...?

Or is Tsudo coming up with words right now? Well, all words were invented in the first place, so I don't see the issue honestly.

"The simp will ALWAYS approach the female privately and never openly!"

Is there a particular reason for this though? Could this mean that the simp is too much of a coward to do an open act?

Unlike a chad, the simp probably has problems walking tall and not looking down all the time.

Nevertheless, Tsudo gave a hand signal for King George to press the play button and thus, the despicable scenario was displayed.

The scene occurred at the outside edge of block F. In a time of the afternoon and given by the hour which was 1:34 pm, it was lunchtime.

Yukishiro was covering her fragile knees with her hands while crying and of course, Susaga was by her side.

"Everyone hates me..." Spoke Yukishiro in a lamentable and sad voice tone.

"No, that's not true... Not everyone hates you!" Differed Susaga in an attempt to comfort Yukishiro.

"It's over for me..." Continued Yukishiro while submerging even further into her sadness.

"Don't say that... They are just misunderstanding your intentions... I know for a fact that you didn't mean to slap Rayazaki... He's at fault!" Blamed Susaga.

"You think so...? But... Even so... I spoke words I didn't mean... I don't have the courage to apologize back..." Yet again, Yukishiro brought herself down.

"You don't have to apologize... They don't understand you...! Not at all!" Sugarcoating the truth even further, Susaga white-knighted Yukishiro.

What a disgrace.

I never knew, Susaga. I am so disappointed. It's not as if I had any expectations in the first place, but the fact that I didn't and you still manage to disappoint me despite that, truly disappoints me.

"My goodness! Stop this, Tsudo! We've watched enough to know what's going on!"

Kan spoke for all of us.

No one was enjoying what they were watching.

Thus, Tsudo gave the hand signal to King George to stop.

"I-I can explai---"

"Save it! We've seen your true nature! Yukishiro! Out of all the girls! This isn't to say that the rest of the girls are suddenly acceptable but Yukishiro!? God, what the fuck, bro?! Who even likes that thot?!"

Susaga attempted to explain, but it was too late.

"Thot?! Shut your mouth, hombre! What do you even know?! She's not a harlot! She has dignity and free will!"

Harlot?

What is this antique wording?!

"That's the typical simp behavior, everyone! Observe as the simp attempts to justify their princess' wrongdoings! Everyone here knows that Yukishiro is the worst bitch of all! Does anyone beg to differ?!"

"NO!"

Everyone present, including Tsudo, shouted that. Even Sagasuga who was in denial about Tsudo's point. He knew for a fact that Yukishiro was arguably the worst bitch in class.

However, to my discontent, Susaga and Ryoken didn't shout along...

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"Hear that?! Susaga, you are a simp! Only someone with no dignity would try and defend Yukishiro in that sort of mental state!"

"Just because you are all rude assholes that don't mean I don't get to have my saying! You need help, Tsudo... No, every single one of you! What is so wrong abo--"

"Order!! Order!!"

Slamming his wood hammer onto the table, King George created silence and obliterated all the previous arguments proposed. Adjusting his tie with exhaustion, he continued.

"I didn't give any of you permission to speak... I'm the King here! Further intrusions will not be forgiven! Well... That isn't to say that Setsuna's ass is saved. Setsuna, explain. Why would you go out of your way to defend a harlot like that?"

"She's not a harl--- Ahh... Look, I just found it unfair. She's extremely bad at expressing herself. And in a class full of illogical creatures such as the ones I'm facing right now, of course she would feel out of place..."

Illogical creatures?! The gal!

"I see, I see! So you admit having a degree of passion for the harlot nonetheless?!"

"I-It's not like that! I'm serious, it's not...! It's just... Um... If no one is there for her, the---"

Cutting in, Tsudo interjected.

"Objection your honor! This is the primal essence of a simp's thought process! They think that just because no one is there for her that the simp himself is therefore necessary! Such excuses are utterly ridiculous and pathetic!"

I see...

According to Tsudo, a simp will always feel needed in the scene where he is the only one who can help out...

"Setsuna, what do you have to say in your defense?"

"Uh, yes. This whole 'simp' thing is pure idiocy. In fact, it's exploited by an idiot himself. That should be something I honestly don't even have to explain yet that's the case! Tsudo, people are weak and they need compassion by their side! A weak feeling combined with a strong feeling will soar higher than any feeling thus creating the perfect emotional balance."

I chuckled.

This guy's still using emotional arguments to his defense.

Tsudo wanted to speak, but King George spoke instead.

"That is very sweet, Setsuna. Next question. What is the difference between a beta and an alpha?"

I can't believe King George just made such a simple question.

This is utter common sense to anyone...

"Well, you see! The alpha letter is the first letter of the Greek alphabet and the beta letter is the second one! But why would you ask me such a simple question...?"

With massive disappointment, we all facepalmed simultaneously.

No one could've foreseen this but... Susaga, you...

"I think that does it. However, just one last question before ending your trial, Setsuna. Scenario: There is a girl who everyone hates for a reasonable reason. That girl is well-known to be a harlot who ONLY does acts such as those for attention alone... In this case would you... Option A: Join in with the brotherhood and proceed to hate her even further! Option B: Be original and come up with a more intriguing way of making the harlot be aware of her stupid nature! Option C: Sham her and expose her wrongdoings in public so she regrets even trying them! OR Option D: Commit verbal murder in the third degree!"

This is...

"I've given you four easy options, Setsuna! Your punishment will be based depending on what answer you give! Choose wisely!"

Kawahara, Rayazaki, Kuzan and just about every other watcher except the ones in trial questioned those options deeply.

Naturally, I did too.

Susaga failed the previous question for some reason. I didn't think that it would be humanly possible to not understand what King George meant to say yet that was just my little naivety.

Now, however, what option would Susaga choose?

Would it be option A, which would mean abandoning the mindset of a stupid warrior and join in the greater cause to get rid of the harlots crawling through every corner of this world?

Option B implies that Susaga would have to come up with an original effort to create a new maneuver to destroy the harlot yet that itself would be a condemnable effort.

Or would it be option C, shaming her publically for her wrongdoings? That's certainly a way to get your dignity back. Abandoning that trash mindset isn't something you should be afraid of, Susaga!

Ultimately, there is also option D, which is to commit verbal murder in the third degree! I understood the musical reference. There is something called double entendre and this is exactly the case here. There is a double meaning to this phrase.

It could be implied that by utilizing the third-degree interval in music, it would mean winning a competition without putting any effort. Thus, Susaga would easily destroy Yukishiro without trying much.

Sincerely, all in all, this would be the option I would go with.

"How interesting... Even I am slightly perplexed."

Although unusual, Kawahara expressed a degree of difficulty here.

"Truly... This isn't easy..."

Rayazaki further added that.

Their clash of opinions was shattered by Susaga's immediate response.

A response that most likely came without putting any sort of rational and logical thought in it.

"That's a trick question! I'll go with option E, which is to protect her from all the ones that dare to torment her emotions because that's the right thing to do! That's the action of someone with a code of honor! Hahaha! You can't fool me! I knew from the start that this was a trick question! All the options don't make any sense!"

Embracing disappointment once again, a large portion of us sunk into despair swiftly.

Inexplicitly feeling the way that we were feeling, we thought to ourselves how it was possible to not see the obvious truth here.

King George himself, along with Tsudo, began to shed tears of disappointment. Truly, I felt like doing that too.

"H-Huh!? What's wrong guys...? Oh... I get it! My response made so much sense that I've changed your obnoxious way of thinking! I see! I see! Then---"

"There was no trick question, you fucking retard!! If you had chosen any of the options I would've given you, you'd have passed the trial without being subjected to the upcoming punishment yet you decided to be an autistic creature and came up with the most retarded decision of all! Bois, take this garbage away! The court is getting infected!"

Rising from their seats, Kawahara and Kan grabbed Susaga and took him to a room that lied in the back of the court.

"W-Wait! I can explain myself! This is just a physical reaction that horny teenagers hav---"

"Shut it!"

Kawahara lightly knocked Susaga out with a strike on the back of his neck, as he dragged Susaga away along with Kan.

After stuffing Susaga inside the mysterious room, they both made their return with cold looks on their faces.

.............

So this is what means to go against the law...!

"What the hell just happened?! That's illegal and I'm one thousand percent sure!"

A bit too late for that, Ryoken.

"Don't worry, Koutarou! Depending on how you behave you can escape the hellish punishment!"

"I-I want out!!! Let me out of here!"

But it was useless. Something was binding Ryoken and thus Ryoken couldn't move from his position.

His time was nigh.

Traitors who commit simp-like actions have no place among the brotherhood.

"Erm! Moving on! Now that Susaga is out of the way, I present you with a bigger simp... Ryoken!"

Ryoken was the last one remaining.

Would he face his stupidity and revert from his simpery or would he remain a simp?

Ryoken's expression was filled with angst, anxiety, and discontent. His eyebrows were charged with heaviness.

Undoubtedly, he wasn't looking forward to this, which is honestly a shame.

Because I sure am.

"Who the hell is the simp here?! Pfttt. I haven't even approached a girl! You can't possibly censure me!"

"Are you sure about that?"

Who said that was not Tsudo, but the one on my right side, Kawahara.

"What the hell?"

"You're sweating. What's wrong? No one questioned whether or not you approached a girl yet you already are on the defense. Got something to hide? No doubt there. Hey, did you know? If someone starts an argument on the defense, then they are hiding something 80% of the time."

Kawahara just abused the fact that Ryoken started his argument on the defense and that was a good play.

It's crystal clear to anyone here that Ryoken is hiding something.

It appears that Hyunda was not lying when he said that there were two simps. Susaga was already confirmed to be a simp.

Strangely enough, he was caught simping with Yukishiro, who, according to Kawahara, is his crush.

That's no coincidence.

"I got nothing to hide, dude. You're all just tripping. The pressure of the exam is getting to you, isn't it Kawahara? Already failed twice, and now you gonna make it thrice? Slow down man, you're not even as good as you consider yourself to be!"

And now he starts to target Kawahara. However, that didn't phase Kawahara at all, as his attitude remained confident and stoic as ever.

"Tsudo, there is something you should know about simps!"

"Hm?"

"Simps have the habit of driving away from the attention of the topic when it comes to their beloved female possessions. For example, it's not strange when you see someone on the defense and then subsequently afterward immediately proceeding to bring down the one that's attempting to discover the truth. Simps are simple creatures!"

Throughout his speech, Kawahara wasn't even looking at Tsudo, but directly at Ryoken, whose sweat droplets kept on increasing.

"What was that that you said, Ryoken? You haven't approached a girl? Hehehe. Okay, okay. Confident. I see. I really do. But, it's just such a shame. You should think twice about having phone calls in a dorm full of beasts because someone might just accidentally hear the whole thing!!"

Kawahara wasn't making much sense to me nor to anyone present, however, Ryoken's expression drastically changed slightly.

It wasn't as relaxed as it used to be. The confident smile on his face was slowly vanishing without any traces left.

Although I knew not what Kawahara was talking about, to Ryoken, that might've not been the case.

Before continuing, Kawahara fiddled with his blonde hair and hit the left part of his head with considerable force. That act of self-physical aggression puzzled me.

"Oh... Oh... Oh!!! I remember now! Had to knock my brain a few times! Hm.... Hmm....! Oh. Right. I remember it all. I was paired up with some trash can. Um, can you tell me her name again?"

Is he talking about Gale? How can he not reme---

Oh... I get it now.

"What's wrong? Why are you silent? You should know the trash can's name, right? Come ooooooooonnnnnnnnn, she's paired up with you, isn't she? She's small as hell. Are you sure she's a human being and not an ant? Then again, there are so fucking many ants out there that there shouldn't be a clear difference hahaahahahaha!!!!"

Yet Ryoken kept his silence. Although he did that, he was showing visible difficulty in maintaining his posture.

"Oh, you mean Gale, Kawahara?"

"That's right, Rayazaki. That's who he is paired up with, isn't it, Tatsu?"

"....Yeah..."

Tatsu has been silent throughout all this.

Honestly speaking, I thought that when Hyunda said that he knew about two simps that he was referring to Tatsu.

He seems like the type of person who would be a simp for Arkalee.

"See? I got two confirmations. That's right, that's right! The trash can has a name... Gale, is it? Man, what kinda fucking name is that? Are her parents that retarded? No doubt, otherwise, the father would read the pull out part!"

"What the fuck is your point!?"

Ryoken finally responded. Additionally, he slammed his fists on the table in order to express his anger.

"Woah, chill! You mad, bro? Hahaha."

"If you got no fucking point then why the he--"

"Relax, I do have a point."

Ceasing his mockery, Kawahara pulled out his phone and started to play a recorded voice tape that he had on his phone.

Kawahara's smirk increased further and further as he additionally cracked all of his fingers, even his shoulder bones.

"Get a taste of this, conceived bastard."

"Hmpf. I don't know what you intend on doing but---"

"I hate Kawahara! I really hate him!!!"

"I know how you feel! I hate him too! But just relax... It will be over soon. Soon, he will be gone. He's an exam away from failing!"

Is Kawahara one exam away from failing or is there no more exams for him if he fails here?

I can't remember his situation clearly...

By the way, the one claiming to hate Kawahara was no other than Gale herself.

Of course, Ryoken was the secondary voice in the background...

"I can't stand him! I know that he's going to go away but he's so problematic! Why doesn't he realize his place?! No one likes him!"

"Hey, relax Gale... You don't need to torment yourself just because he is what he is. If Kawahara is that way, then that's his problem. Whether he can see this or not, it's his problem! That has nothing to do with you!"

"Hear that everyone!? My problem! My! Fucking! Problem! Oh lord! How tormented she is! An existence so great, but so great, can often cause anxiety to a simple human being alone! What an extremely rare phenomenon!"

I know he's arrogantly glorifying himself, but I couldn't help but laugh alongside his words.

"I-Ill tell you what! I'll protect you from any danger that will face your way... Even if it's Kawahara!"

Ryoken just committed the absolute textbook white-knight move.

Siiiiiiiiiiiiiiimmmmmmmmmmmpppppppppppp!!!!!!!!!

"N-No! You don't have to force yourself... As you said, it has nothing to do with me... I'm just being dramatic..."

"Dramatic!? You call this shit dramatic!? Fucking hell, I've seen more drama in a Brazilian telenovela!!"

Ryoken was fuming surely, but he couldn't do anything in response.

No one would buy his argument this time. I don't know how Kawahara did it, but he managed to perfectly record a phone call between Ryoken and Gale.

His stalking skills are starting to scare me...

"Not true! You're not being dramatic at all! Kawahara is at fault...! Don't worry... I'll bring him down in the upcoming exam... You won't have to feel like that ever again! I promise you won't feel tormented no longer!"

The voice tape ended with Ryoken's protective words spelling out his true intentions to every single one of us.

Not a single soul here could doubt it.

Ryoken, is, without a doubt, a simp.

Not even Tsudo bothered to add anything. Kawahara overkilled Ryoken, who was facing down whilst saying nothing.

"Hard to talk shit when your mouth is useless, isn't it?"

After Kawahara said that, he returned to his lax position while trading a glance with me.

"Told you it'd be fun. Look at his face. So tormented from an argument he had no chance to win in the first place. He thought that just because he didn't do anything publicly like Susaga that he would be fine. Bet the fucker didn't think that I was on his ass already!" 

"Dude..."

I know I'm not in a greater position to judge, but Kawahara's seriously messed up.

When it comes to arguments he doesn't give a fuck about what he has to do in order to win.

Even if it means shaming someone along in the process.

"Well, well, Koutarou. You hate to see it! You seriously hate to see that! Your strategy wasn't bad! By making yourself the target of the argument, you'd be protecting your damsel in the distress. Honestly, it was--- Just fucking kidding! Your strategy was horrible! Take him away bois!!!"

"W-Wait!! Where am I going to!?"

"You're about to find out! Enjoy watching television ads until the sunrise without any food, hahahahahah!!!!"

Oh god...

That's...

It doesn't sound terrifying at all at first but... The more I think about it...!

I must never get myself into this trial. That's a promise.

Eventually after, the trial was closed and King George announced it was diner time.

As we all walked out of the room and approached the more illuminated part of the dorm, Tsudo stopped walking.

He was sniffing around like a dog, for some reason.

"Huh... What are you doing...?"

He kept on sniffing and sniffing before answering my question.

Weird...

"Daniel... Call me crazy but... Isn't this smell totally a..."

"...A....?"

"Just try to sniff around! You'll get what I'm saying!"

".........."

I don't really get what he's trying to imply here but alas, I sniffed around and capture the essence of the air.

Usually, the air here is borderline toxic. This is a male dorm. It's to be expected.

Is this some sort of trick...?

".........!!!"

However....

"W-What is this...?! Just what....? This aromantic sensation! This feeling of freshness and hygiene! My nostrils are feeling overwhelmed right now!! What's going on, Tsudo?!"

"As I thought! This smell... I've decorated the smell of everyone here, unfortunately..."

What...

"But....! This is a new one! And... Call me crazy... But..."

"Just say it, dude!"

"Ahhh!! Okay, okay! So... I think a girl walked through this hall!"

"What?! That's absurd, dude! No way that's possible. It's against the rules for girls to walk into a boys' dorm! You know that!"

What the hell is Tsudo talking about...

Sure, this sensation is unusual... Peaches.... It's so sweet and unforgettable....

"I know, man! But there's just no other explanation! This smell is completely different from ours!! It's like a different entity entered in this dorm and blessed us with her fragrant smell!"

He's not making any sense...

If it's not allowed for a girl to come here, then she wouldn't do that in the first place...

"You're tripping. Let's eat."

"No, no! I am definitely not tripping! A girl was here! I can feel it! My nose never lies! You gotta believe me!"

"All this simp shit drove you insane, Tsudo. It's alright. They are enduring ads right now... They might not think it's nothing now, but in just about an hour, if not less, they will be screaming."

Honestly, the more I think about it, the more I believe that it's a modern torture mechanic.

It's not physical torture, but if they are tied to a chair right now and they will have to endure until 7 am then...

Right now, it's 7pm... That's 12 hours!!!

"Hm... Maybe you're right... They got what they deserved. Alright, let's go."

"Yeah..."

Although...

This smell is really too good. I understand that, but...

Just what if...

Nah.

No way.