Class prez, please, PLEASE, for world peace, frick off.

Probably cancelled mid-way, like the Suekazus that gathered will go home while the ones still on the way will turn back then and there.

The student council being all just average joes and janes is gonna be the biggest plot twist of the year.

And here I thought I can't hate this motherfucker any more than I already have, but author has once again proven that his face is the most punchable thing in all of existence.

Ah yes, Andy remembers the words of a great man.

"When do you think a person dies? When his heart is pierced with a bullet? No... When he's inflicted with an incurable disease? No... When he drinks soup, made from a poisonous mushroom? No!"

"A man dies, when he is forgotten...!"

Foolish. The signs were there from the very beginning. Him buying meat buns is basically "I'm gonna eat your buns tonight like I am doing right now".

Yeah that's must have hurt like REALLY bad. Even just jumping from the edge of the pool and landing on your belly already hurt a lot, now imagine that pain multiplied by what, a five storeys building?

What's worse than incompetent employees? Incompetent employees who can't it into their head that they're incompetent.

Welcome back, feisty Bambino. We've missed you.

I don't know man. Even from an outsider's perspective you're only one who looks high off his ass just because he managed to make a little cash.

Candidate for the 2nd generation diet members? Nah, what bro needs is a fucking diet course for his flab not a seat in the diet.

A small restaurant in the country side like the one he's been helping out, yeah maybe. But considering his pride and hot-headed character, he will definitely aim for higher and that will also be the nail in the coffin for his business. Currently he's basically a frog living in a well. The old restaurant is all he know in regard to Italian cuisine and this new restaurant is a slap of reality in his face. He's still too damn green and inexperienced to even pull his own weight in a much bigger world, left alone managing the weight of others.

No, that was "slapping some sense into an idiot". The tip of his finger nail is closed to falling off meaning the cut must have been pretty deep. They say "a chef's hands are their lifeline", if he can't even keep up in his normal condition how do you expect him to keep up with his index finger like that? Not to mention there's risk of blood getting into the food and if there's one thing a restaurant is more afraid of than bankruptcy, it's hygiene problem.

What she did while not necessarily right, was what needed given the circumstances. He's still high from the pain and the adrenaline, no other way to get him to listen other than to snap him out of it, forcefully.

Top right has a ponytail so probably a cool beauty/tomboy type.

"I'm in possess of four arms and that is why tickle thy fancy?"

Please let the Oni girl be a recurring character. She doesn't even need to be part of the harem, she's perfect as is!

Considering he's an onmyouji and his surname is Ashiya, he would basically be this manga's version of Ashiya Douman, the rival of Abe no Seimei.

I don't know who is the first mofo who designed that competition swimsuit with the white front and dark blue side area, but one day I will find him, give him the firmest handshake and sacrifice my firstborn to him because that swimsuit is the best thing ever since thighhighs with skin indentation.

"Wonder if her canine teeth are offputting"

FOOLS! Those are literally one of your best features!

Ah yes, "the enemy is approaching toward our position but my bullets aren't doing squat to this one guy, let me just go and shoot someone else instead. He's someone else's problem now". Uh, wrong? In war, you stop the enemy that is advancing toward you, whatever the cost, whatever the fuck they may be. Soldiers, vehicles, even fucking monster like him, either you stop him by using sufficient firepower or you die trying. What you are suggesting is basically rolling out the red carpet for him to advance even faster by not shooting at him.