2.8
Three months later. The arrangements for the children was made and the operation was about to start.
The final stage, however, was to finalize the curriculum aspect with the educators.
The researchers who had agreed to live and work at the institute were about to gather in the laboratory for a discussion.
Ishida, Souya, Suzukake, and Tabuchi are all seated in white coats.
“From now on, you four will be in charge of educating the first-generation White Room students. This is the first time you’ve met in person, but you’ve had many discussions with each other in online meetings. I don't think this will get in the way of us working together.”
“Wait a minute. We’ve had many discussions, but we’ve different directions and policies. How do you expect us to be aligned?”
Souya, the elder of the bunch, strongly expressed his intention.
Ishida and Suzukake weren’t even trying to be understood, and they looked confident that they weren’t not mistaken in their principles. This wasn’t surprising since the same thing happened in the regular online meetings.
They’re the kind of people with whom you could have endless discussions about the direction they want to go in, but they’ll never get along with each other.
“What would you do if I twisted your teaching philosophies and demanded obedience from you?”
“I can't do that. In that case, I’ll leave the meeting.”
Ishida immediately replied.
“Me, too. I came here only to give you my ideal education. If I can't do that, I'm not going to work.”
The same went for Suzukake. From the beginning, he hadn’t even considered giving up the corner of his mind to compromise.
“How dare you be so rude to Ayanokouji-san. I know that he is paying a reasonable amount of money for the preparation.”
It was indeed a rude attitude, and Kamogawa, who’s an amateur in the educational theory field and oblivious to their determination, probably couldn’t overlook it. However, I rebuked Kamogawa.
“I said something that may have confused you, but there’s no need to jump to conclusions.”
We have a total of 15 children ready and available for use right now.
I laid out 15 business card-sized sheets of paper with each baby’s name, gender, and date of birth on the back of their own paper.
I then shuffled the cards as if mixing them appropriately and put them on the table.
Ishida, Suzukake, Souya—you will each pick five cards at random from here and take them in your hand. These are the children you’ll educate and be in charge of. Teach them for a certain period of time. The three White Room’s first-generation student groups will be managed in parallel by Tabuchi. Tabuchi has agreed in advance to monitor all three of you equally.
Tabuchi nodded and took a glance at each of the three of them.
“I see. That's a good idea. Since we don't share the same values, it's the only choice we have.”
The conclusion I came to was to let these three compete freely.
It would be an impossible task to ask these geniuses, who have different philosophies and beliefs, to align themselves from the beginning.
“But we can't expect them to stay that way forever. The teaching period is three years. When the children are all three years old, they’re given a comprehensive test, and the one who leads the group with the best results is the official leader.”
There is no cause for concern, as no one’s expecting to lose.
Ishida nodded his head in satisfaction and reached for the paper, so I glared at him and grabbed his arm.
“What?
“What? If you say anything like your child is not of the right quality after losing, or if you complain about the decision and refuse to abide by it, you will lose the three years' worth of money you've inscribed in your bank book as a penalty. Besides, you’ll completely lose your position not only in the public eye but also in the underworld. Don't ever forget that, okay?”
Ishida, in front of me, firmly and slowly cleared his throat in response to my words.
“Are you two good, too?”
“I have no objection.”
Souya seemed to agree with my words, but he must’ve taken them to heart.
However, only Suzukake showed a grim face.
“If you have a complaint, say it now.”
“I know. What's bothering me is the part about following the leader. I don't think I'm going to lose, but I need to know what they'll do if I follow them. Do you want me to follow a leader who has different principles? If so, I'm not going to take the job.”
“We don’t need a genius if they simply comply with everything. And there would be no merit in uniting three eccentric people like you. I will give the leader the final say, but if there are any objections to the educational policy, we will have a thorough discussion. That's what Tabuchi is for.”
“It's like the ruling party and the opposition party.”
Kamogawa said, impressed, and in typical statesmanlike fashion.
“...I understand.”
Ishida had regained his composure while retaining the confident look in his eyes.
This is the best decision for now, even if it delays the plan.
Only the first group of students will be trained in three groups for three years, and then the leaders will be chosen and the groups will be unified.
It’s expensive and less efficient, but it’s a necessary measure to unify educators.
A new educational policy will be created and the training of a new group of students will start on an annual basis.
We’ll be forced to modify various plans along the way, but this is the best plan we can take now.
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