
Blue Archive story ยท Club stories, Story 2
The President Is Always Right Part 2
1 scenes, 63 lines
1. Part 1
63 linesTherefore, you shall become Peroro.
What do you mean, "therefore"?! That seems like a gigantic leap!
Here I was, celebrating that I was finally leaving the Former Institute, thrilled my suspension was at last over...
...and then I find out the only way I can leave is if I become Peroro? What's going on?!
You ARE finally leaving. If you accept, you'll live comfortably in the main institute. You can even have pudding.
All you have to do is wear this Peroro costume and say "Pero" at the end of your sentences.
How desperate do you think I am?!
Ask some of your Security Council cronies! I don't wanna wear that stupid costume!
I already tried. It's too small for any of them.
The very success of this operation hinges on a tiny kid like you. Doesn't that make you feel good?
No! I don't feel good about it, and I don't feel good about being called a tiny kid!
And anyway, this whole thing doesn't make any sense! Peroro isn't real!
I don't care if it's the president's order. Just tell her it's impossible!
I mean, you're not wrong...
Wait a moment. Comrade Nodoka. Are you implying President Cherino is wrong?
How dare you blatantly break the rules in front of the security chair! I'll have you purged!
Hmph. I'm already suspended, so your petty threats won't work!
I don't care if I get to come back to the main institute. I'm not gonna wear your stupid costume or do your stupid lines!
*sigh*
I truly didn't want to resort to this, but it seems you leave me no choice.
Security Council, bring you-know-what!
This is...premium pudding from L'Oiseau Bleu!
Are you trying to bribe me with this 1,000-yen premium pudding?
I-It's not that I'm not tempted...but don't think I'll be bribed so easily. You're wrong...I think!
What are you going on about?
Suspended students don't deserve bribes. I'm going to torture you and break your spirit!
You're gonna torture me with the pudding? H-How?!
*nom*
Y-YOU'RE eating it?!
How cruel. I understand now. You know I've been living here in poverty and can no longer remember the sweet taste of pudding...
...but this kind of suffering is nothing compared to what I've already been through.
Hmph. Very well, then.
Y-You're throwing it away?!
H-How dare you?! You only took one bite! And then you waste it, like, like... a waster!
Do you think I didn't do my homework before coming here?
You've lived in the Former Institute for a while, which means you've become thrifty. There's now nothing more horrendous and painful to you than food being wasted.
Now, if you don't want to endure true suffering, I recommend you cooperate.
You truly are President Cherino's dog. Merciless and cruel, Chairman Marina.
But I've strengthened my will while living in the Former Institute! You'll never break me OR convince me to wear your stupid costume.
I can't help but admire your spirit as a fellow Red Winter student. I accept your challenge, then.
Security Council. Bring the next item!
(Marina's torture continued...)
I see. So, this is your cherished telescope... Indeed, it's equipped with an expensive, high-quality lens.
I haven't washed my hands all day. Maybe I'll just run my sticky fingers all over the lens. Is that okay with you?
G-Get away from my telescope, you monster!
Next! This is a soft feather I had specially airlifted from the Secretariat. How long will you last against my tickle attack?
*tickle tickle tickle*
Arrrgh! H-Haha...hahahaha!
O-Okay, fine! H-Haha! I-I'll...I'll do whatever you want! Hahaha! Just stop t-tickling me!
I don't think so! You don't sound like Peroro to me!
Do you want to try this deep-fried pineapple with a mint-choco drizzle?
Excellent, that's the spirit!
I should be able to trick, I mean...report to President Cherino now!
I'll transfer this fake Peroro, receive the special Golden Mustache Medal, and be one step closer to being the next president!
Now, Nodoka...or should I say, Comrade Peroro? Let's go.
This is a very important mission for Red Winter Academy. Not a single mistake will be tolerated!
P-Pero...



