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[-Continuation-]
[-After A Week-]
[-Location : Service Clubroom-]
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[Hachiman's POV]
It was only recently that I voiced that with my [Luck] stat dipping into the negatives, and I had a premonition that some new nuisance(:responsibility) was surely lurking just beyond my reach.
...and, naturally, the gods above must have eavesdropped on my musings.
If this isn't divine intervention, then what cruel twist of fate could it be?
If the gods have so much time on their hands, they should consider granting my wishes when I actually desire something useful.
As I was busy with one of my inner rants I remained silent.
The same was true for the other three.
Yukinoshita, Yuigahama, and today's guest Shiromeguri Meguri.
They were silent for their own reasons, but don't worry, it is nothing serious….. at least for them.
Seeing that there was no response from any of us, Senior Meguri took it as a positive note and raised her fist once more.
"Let's do our best to make this year's Sports Festival the best!"
Feeling satisfied, she left the clubroom.
…..How many 'bests' was that?
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[10 Minutes Ago]
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As I entered the clubroom, the two of them, Yukinoshita and Yuigahama, were already seated in front of the laptop, which probably belonged to Yukinoshita.
With Yukinoshita being the operator, and Yuigahama being the audience.
"Yoo…" I greeted, my voice breaking the quiet focus of the room.
"Hey, Hikki."
"You are late Hikigaya."
And I was greeted back, I guess.
I moved to find my usual spot, but before I could settle in, Yukinoshita's gaze finally lifted from the screen.
"...by the way, would you mind pouring us some tea?" She gestured towards the electric kettle tucked away in the corner of the room.
I tossed my bag onto a nearby table and made my way to the tea set.
"Well, it is a request from the great Ice Queen herself." I muttered under my breath, ensuring my voice was just loud enough for her to hear, though she made no sign of it.
As I began to pour the steaming liquid into cups, something caught my eye.
"Yukinoshita, why is there a can of Max Coffee here?" I inquired, curiosity piqued, but I did not turn back.
Her response was distracted, her focus still on the laptop. "Oh, I must have grabbed the wrong drink. Feel free to take it if you would like."
Filling the two cups, I examined the can closely, noting the condensation beading on its surface. A small smile tugged at my lips.
"I hope you grab the wrong one again in the future." I remarked, tucking the can into my pocket before carrying the tea to the others.
As the two of them drank their red tea, their hands moved for the snacks, and their faces showed deep contemplation as they looked at the screen.
I sat down at the usual spot and looked absentmindedly at the two of them discussing various events.
Just as I was about to feast on Chiba's specialty products, or, in short, feast on Chiba, Yukinoshita folded her arms with a 'um'.
"Then, what shall we do?"
"Ah, this-!"
Besides Yukinoshita, who had lapsed into thinking with a 'Um' was Yuigahama, who seemed to be doing the same with a groan.
They seemed to be frustrated by the new activity.
[Chiba Prefecture Problem Consultation Mails.]
It was a new mysterious normal system that was recently added to our list of club activities to increase our work efficiency, according to Ms. Hiratsuka.
I left my seat and looked at it from behind them, curious over the request that was sent.
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[PN: Meguri☆Meguri's Consultation.]
Collecting ideas on how to make the Sports Festival even more exciting. Also, because it's my final year, I definitely must win!
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Fuck. It's the Sports Festival.
I totally forgot about that.
I finished the damp rice cracker in one bite, and when I was done reading the mail, a feeling of surprise swept over me.
It was the first time that someone had written a decent request in the mail. Well, although if I were to say that I am surprised at this sort of thing, wouldn't that mean that this club's activities are questionable?
"Sports Festival, huh."
Yukinoshita sighed, with a hint of melancholy in it.
"Ha... Is it already that time!?"(Yuigahama)
"You seem excited about this event?" I questioned seeing Yuigahama's face brighten up from before.
–DON!DON
Just then, a short, rhythmical 'DON DON' rang out, accompanied by music.
Although there was not much force put into making that sound, it was especially clear in a clubroom where the three of us were in silence.
All of us looked at the door.
"Please come in."
Following Yukinoshita's call of invitation, a student with a familiar face entered the room.
"Please excuse me~."
A warm atmosphere followed her body, each time she looked back and forth about the room, her pigtails shook about as well. Her bangs were tied up with a hairpin, and her pretty brow reflected the evening sun. It gave off a feeling of cheerfulness that was like her personality.
Shiromeguri Meguri - the student council president of Sobu High.
Yukinoshita and I had become her acquaintances during the Cultural Festival executive committee.
Senior Meguri surveyed the club room with a curious 'Ehh' and then gave a smile.
"That, is this the Service Club? I sent a consultation email regarding the Sports Festival, and since I didn't receive a reply, I decided to just come here directly."
Hearing her say that, we looked towards the screen of the computer.
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[PN: Meguri☆Meguri.]
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I see, that's probably what Senior Meguri meant by the mail she sent.
When it comes down to the content regarding the Sports festival, to the 'Because it's my last', all these descriptions matched her.
"The person who sent this mail..."
Yuigahama glanced back and forth between the computer screen and Senior Meguri, then pointed a finger at herself.
"Ah, that probably is me."
As she said that, she walked briskly towards us.
"I want to let the Sports Festival be as lively as the Cultural Festival. I don't know if you can help with that? Yukinoshita and Hikigaya, uh…..."
Thereupon, upon glancing at Yuigahama, Senior Meguri's words seemed to have stuck in her throat.
Seeing her frown and going 'Umumu', Yuigahama muttered to her as though it were some kind of secret conversation they were having.
"It's Yuigahama."
When she heard that, Senior Meguri clapped her hands together. She then gave Yuigahama a warm smile.
"Ah, so you are Yuigahama."
"Sorry, I am not too good at remembering others' names."
Senior Meguri apologized.
Thereupon, Yukinoshita consoled her gently in a quiet voice.
"Well, you have never met her, so that is not an issue."
What she implied is that 'shall we now talk about the main issue.'
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"Those past years have always been so plain, so I want to make a showy event this year."
We saw the warmth and determination behind Senior Meguri's gaze.
Probably because of that zeal of hers, Yuigahama and Yukinoshita took a step backwards.
"So, so I see..."(Yuigahama)
"I have understood the situation already. When do you need the ideas?"
Hearing Yukinoshita ask that, Senior Meguri took hold of Yukinoshita's hand.
"Regarding that, you can think about that during the conference with the Sports Festival Committee."
"Ha? Ah, that is fine by me. That, why, my hand.... Could you let go of it....."
Yukinoshita was considerably bewildered at having contact with another person out of the blue.
Although I had thought that she was already used to this since Yuigahama did all these Yuri actions all the time to her, it seems like that was not the case.
Rather than say that she was used to all these Yuri Yuri actions, why not say that she was used to Yuigahama instead? Ah, this girl.
Even when Yukinoshita requested for her to let go, Senior Meguri seemed to have no intention of doing so. Instead, she took yet another step, and she was now even closer to her.
"The truth is, we still haven't decided on a chairperson for the Sports Festival committee.... So, will you do it, Yukinoshita?"
You! Why do the third years even bother to have a Student Council President when they are gonna again choose a President from the second year for every damn event?
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[To be continued…]
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