Chrome Shelled Regios:Volume15 Chapter2
 Chapter 2: The Impassioned One
Samiraya Miruke burned. She was staring at the poster with burning passion. She was in it. On the poster was also her name. Though her supporters came, hoping to see her smile, she was showing them a severe expression.
It might feel like boasting to others, but she felt the atmosphere to be more grand and just. Not that she wanted to become an idol. She knew she wasn't cut out for that. And so she wanted to convey her passion through her expression.
Samiraya wanted to become the next Student President.
She would be in grade 5 next year. She had been working in the Student Council for the past year, and she had accumulated a certain amount of experience. She had always been looking at Karian, the current Student President who was about to leave his role.
Samiraya was a person with no good points except for her seriousness, and so she was the class prefect and she sometimes went to help out in the Student Council. She didn't plan to be here. It was all done without deliberation, and somehow, she ended up here.
But now Samiraya's heart was boiling, and her wish to become the Student President was becoming more and more intense.
"How is it?" and so she asked herself full of confidence.
One part of the dormitory had been turned into her conference room as a Student President candidate. All her strategic meetings would be held here.
"Um, not so sure."
Beneath her glasses was the listless face of Reu Mashu, whose gaze fell to the piece of paper on the clipboard in his hand. The conference room could hold ten people but now there were only Samiraya and Reu in it. Samiraya was listening to the street survey result of a certain magazine from Reu. She knew the editor wasn't that good at what he did, but she was still concerned about the result.
And then what Reu said was of a disappointing result.
"Though the head organization is here, it doesn't look that much different."
Reu was one year younger than her, but their relationship had become very good since they met each other in the Class Council and found out that they were both from the same city.
"As I thought. People aren't interested in the election because of the administration side of things. Anyway, Sami is the last in ranking when it comes to experience and public exposure."
Samiraya was already 20 years old, but she didn't look that much taller than Reu because of her height. But the most important thing was she was better than Reu when it came to being calm and steady. There were other supporters but most of them were related to the Student Council. Samiraya too, that was why she was one of the candidates. No other supporters were present in this conference not because of fairness, but because they were all too busy. In general, the most complicated things had been taken care of, but the jobs that were to come were piling up like mountains. The job for next year was crucial, but what was most important was the present.
If this attitude was held not just within the Student Council, then it wasn't a wonder that no one was interested in the election.
"To enter election in this situation, the natural votes would flow to the person with a high public exposure," Reu sighed.
But Samiraya hadn't considered that point.
"That can't be true. Besides, we just need to increase our publicity from now."
Reu picked up her spirit at Samiraya's optimism.
"If it's about publicity, then the best person should be a Military Artist."
Her lively reply was the signal of her actions.
"Uh? Reu. What is it?"
Samiraya and Reu had finally arrived at the classroom of the third year. Samiraya suddenly grabbed hold of Nina's hand, who was getting ready for class.
"Are you interested in the election?"
Nina was in a fluster as she looked at Samiraya whose eyes were emitting light.
"Ah, well, you...... are the candidate for the Student President position."
Nina remembered the poster. There was only a face on the poster. Because the poster didn't show Samiraya's full body, Nina didn't realise she was this short.
"Samiraya Miruke. Please look after me. How about it? Help out in the election. The head position of the Military Arts is waiting for you."
"You're the first person to say that to me directly for now," Nina said with a bitter smile.
"Ara, so have there been other people asking for the same?" Reu said.
"Two came. Um, how about we talk over it somewhere else."
She didn't feel comfortable when gazes from other students gathered on her.
But Samiraya didn't move.
"I want to relay my thoughts to everyone. That way, someone would tell me if there's something wrong with it. Now I want to tell everyone why I need Nina Antalk."
"No. That's enough," Nina shrugged and looked at Reu for help.
She could tell Samiraya's personality just by looking at her expression. But just what was that cold smile afterwards?[insert CSR_vol15_067.png here] Anyway, there didn't exist a student who would point out Samiraya's mistake. Nina found out from other candidates the reason of why she became involved in the election, but she didn't understand. Because the 17th platoon became famous in this Military Arts Competition. Nina was in the third year and so was the centre of the platoon that was mainly made up of juniors. Their rank in the platoon matches came third. She didn't feel that difference in the gap between her team, Gorneo's 5th platoon and Vance's 1st platoon. The 17th platoon acted as the infiltration team in the last Competition. The 17th platoon was the sign of new power.
Nina felt that this praise was similar to when Sharnid was in the 10th platoon. Perhaps it was the same. She felt honoured to be on the receiving end of it. But that didn't mean she would allow herself to be taken advantage of just for the sake of the election.
"Sorry. Others have already said that I'm not mature enough. The job of the Military Arts Head is a bit too much for me."
"It's all right. Reu is in the same year as you. If I win, that she will become the Vice President."
"Ah? Really. I haven't heard of this," Reu was surprised.
"Uh? Have I not said this before? Karian didn't set a Vice President position, but I need it. If Reu isn't here to help out........."
Reu touched her own head. This felt strange, but it looked like Samiraya really did forget to say it to her. She was unexpectedly clumsy.
"Then let's do it together!"
Samiraya's smile was like a budding flower. Nina felt that that this smile suited her better than the forced solemn expression she had on the poster. Still, she shook her head.
"I'm really sorry. I've something I must do as a Military Artist. I really am not suited to becoming the Head of Military Arts."
Samiraya let go of her hand. Nina felt guilty at her regretful expression.
"Uh, that can't be helped then." But Samiraya then looked at her with a smile. "But will you help out when I become the Student President, Captain?"
"Of course. Let me know anytime if the 17th platoon can help out in any way."
"Then goodbye. I'll turn Zuellni into a better city. Just you wait."
At her confident proclamation, for a split second, Nina felt that she saw the figure of Samiraya overlap with Zuellni.
"Well, this is hopeless. What should we do next?"
Samiraya Miruke didn't feel down. She talked with Reu as they walked in the corridor.
"It was my judgement to go find Nina."
To act when she thought of something was both Samiraya's strong and weak point. She would listen to others' opinions, but she liked to act before listening, especially this time.