64 Class President

"I want to do it!"

"OOH! OOH! I WANT TO BE THE CLASS PRESIDENT!"

"Oh, you mean the position that exists for me?"

"I will do it! Let me do it!"

He looked at everyone silently and thought that they were all too eager, which made him speechless. This situation might surprise many since the class president was but a troublesome position, and no one should want to take that position.

However, it was different in the hero department since when one became the class president, one would naturally become the leader of everyone in the class.

If this was a power ranger, the class president would be the red ranger.

With such a temptation, even Midoriya also raised his hand high.

While Mineta was eager for the position, his motto was to be low-key, but he suddenly felt that if he became a leader, he could make all his classmates into his minions, which wasn't a bad idea. Still, even if he didn't become one, he didn't really care, though.

"Mineta-san, are you not interested in becoming a class leader?"

Momo asked quietly while raising her hand high since she saw Mineta didn't raise his hand.

"How about you?" He didn't answer. Instead, he asked her. However, he didn't need her answer since her action clearly showed what she wanted to do.

"I want to become one." Momo nodded confidently.

"Really? Then, I will help you."

"Help?" Momo was confused, but she forgot to ask whether Mineta wanted to become a class president or not.

He didn't say anything afterward and clapped his hands, causing the class to turn quiet and everyone to focus on him.

"Everyone, let's choose a class president with a vote. The one with the most votes will be the class president, and the second most will be the vice president. It's fair and efficient." He didn't ask their opinion and looked at Aizawa. "What do you think, Sensei?" After all, as long as Aizawa agreed, everyone would agree.

Hearing the word "efficient," Aizawa nodded without hesitation. "Do what you want. Wake up when everything is ready."

No one had anything to complain about, and they also agreed since just talking and raising their voices definitely wouldn't make them the class president.

Among all the students in the 1-A Class, there were also many who didn't want to become class president, and they looked at one person whom they felt was the one who was most suitable as the class president.

Still, among them, there were many that wanted to become the class president, including Iida.

It could be said his desire was the biggest since Iida even almost stood in his chair to show his determination. He, who always had, followed the rules and stuck to the mud, was about to stand on the chair, doing a delinquent act, which was something unthinkable and made him depressed for a while.

'Am I worthy of becoming the class president?'

He held his head in anguish before his eyes darted at the one figure in the class.

Uraraka, who sat behind him, only titled her head and wrote to the person she wanted to vote for since her answer was clear.

Unfortunately, that person seemed to hesitate.

Midoriya glanced back at Mineta for a moment, thinking about his days on Yuuei for so many days, and the person who was the most suitable was the only one.

Mineta was the one who was most carefree and wrote Momo without hesitation. "Are you all finished?"

"Yeah."

"It's done."

They answered one by one.

"Hagakure-san, can you be the one who counts the vote?" He suddenly asked.

"Eh? Me?" Hagakure was surprised.

"Yeah, if it's you, I think it'll be fair."

After all, Hagakure was invisible, and even if she wanted to cheat, it was impossible since everything was as clear as day on her body.

Even Bakugou didn't have to complain about this arrangement.

When everything was done, they all put their votes on the teacher's table, waiting for the result.

Hagakure, who was in charge of counting the voting, also excitedly told everyone the result.

"....."

'Well, this result doesn't surprise me.' He thought.

The result was absolute domination of his victory.

Everyone was utterly crushed by him.

Half of the class, ten students, voted for him.

He didn't even vote for himself and used it on Momo, but he still got ten votes.

"Impossible!"

Bakugou stood in disbelief and took the votes from the table before he roared. "ARRGGGG!!!" He burnt down the votes with his explosion, but everyone could tell that this result was verifiable.

Mineta leaned back and asked, "You don't vote for yourself?"

Momo blushed and didn't answer his question, but her reaction told him everything.

The rest didn't receive a vote, and few had one vote, but they were a result of them choosing their own name.

On the other hand, Momo had two votes.

'One should be coming from me, and the other should be coming from...'

He glanced at the person, who sat next to Momo, but he didn't say anything.

With everything settled, Mineta was chosen as a class president, and Momo was chosen as a vice president.

Aizawa also woke up from his sleep before telling Mineta and Momo to say a few words since they were chosen as vice president and class president.

He didn't mind giving a speech, but when he heard Momo's speech, he was shocked.

"Thank you for choosing me as the vice president. I will do my best to help everyone. If you have something that you need my help with, please don't hesitate to talk to me. I will do what I can to help you."

She bowed her head slightly and told everyone she would help all of them.

Everyone also clapped their hands, feeling Momo's speech was good.

However, his lips twitched.

The hell?

Help?

Everyone?

Everything?

Are you kidding me?

He became the class president to control everyone and not to become everyone's butler!

It seemed he needed to correct everyone's mindset.

"Ahem." He coughed to attract everyone's attention before he started his speech. "Thank you for choosing me as the class president, and as a class president, there are a few words that I want to share with all of you here. All of us here aspire to become heroes, so naturally, we should do our best to train ourselves, whether it is through study, our "Quirk," or our character. As someone who aspires to become a hero, we're the ones who should help others, not to ask for help.

"Our conduct in the class is also part of the training for us to become a hero that can be relied on. Naturally, when we encounter trouble, we should try to handle it ourselves, but if you really don't have a way to solve that problem, please come to discuss it with us."

Everyone nodded and agreed.

"Bravo!" Iida clapped his hands.

Everyone also clapped their hands after they heard Mineta's speech since they felt his speech was good.

While they didn't realize it, he had influenced them. He had pushed away most of his work and told them to do everything on their own unless they had no choice. He also didn't say he would help them, only told them they would discuss this matter together. He also made his position bigger in their mind, subtly telling them that if they were in their dire, they should come to him.

If he really could help them, they might think of him as their Messiah.

Still, he didn't use "me." Instead, he used "us" since if the trouble was too troublesome, they should contact Momo instead of him.

Yet no one realized that, and they only thought as a hero, this was something natural for them to work harder than anyone. They were there to help others, not ask someone for help. Such characters should be planted early on, or they might not be able to become a good hero.

He didn't know what everyone was thinking, but he only thought he didn't want to do something so troublesome.

Still, few people thought differently after they heard his speech.

Momo realized her immatureness, but Aizawa and Jiro thought that this guy only wanted to be lazy around, but they didn't say anything since what he said everyone was correct. They were about to become heroes. Instead of asking someone for help, they should be the ones who help others.

"Oh, right. Do you guys have a LIME? I want to make a group chat for this class. If not, can you give me your email or phone number? In case you're sick or on leave, you can let us know."

They nodded and agreed again to this proposal.

On the other hand, he only smiled and thought that being the class president gave him the privilege of knowing the girls' phone numbers.

'Well, it's not like I will do something.'

Yet others might not be the same, knowing they could get his number.