"I am sorry for behaving like that."
In front of the stall, a senior was bowing his head down to a freshman, and it was an unbelievable sight for most passersby.
Since they had never expected the members of the proud, if not egoist Archery Club would behave like that.
"It is fine," I answered, looking at the senior. He probably asked Instructor Ethan about me and then learned that he really invited me here.
"Thank you. I have already registered you as one of our members. Congratulations." He said with a smile, trying to look good to me.
"Is that so? I will be taking my leave then."
But I simply nodded and left. I knew what kind of person he was and what kind of role he was going to play. Thus there was no need for me to look at him with a favorable expression.
I could easily see the distorted expression on his face. He is probably mad at what I have just done. It was a simple and small act, but it was this easy to anger him.
