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I couldn’t believe the sight before me and rubbed my eyes. Still unable to believe it, I rubbed them again, this time longer.
But the scene before me hadn’t changed at all.
That’s it. I’m dreaming right now. Yeah, I must be dreaming, which is why it looks like it’s raining.
SMACK! I slapped my own cheek hard.
“Ugh!”
My consciousness nearly faded for a moment, and the pain hit a little later.
So it wasn’t a dream after all. As I thought that, something was flowing down my cheek.
These tears definitely weren’t from the slap hurting. And it certainly wasn’t rain getting in my eyes and running down my cheek.
For the first time, I collapsed to my knees.
“Ah… ahh…”
A pretty loud thud echoed, but there was no pain. The slap I just took hurt like hell though…
“Tell me it’s a lie…”
Please… please. Why can’t I get to see that swimsuit again?
Did I do something wrong? If I did, I’ll apologize! Just stop this rain!
Is there any chance making a teruteru-bōzu now could make it stop in time?
I checked my phone to see when the rain would stop. Looks like it’s going to rain all day today. If I were on the baseball team, that might be good news, but for me in the Occult Research Club, it’s nothing but bad news.
“Haa… Good morning. Oh, rain.”
I don’t know if she woke up from the sound of me collapsing to my knees earlier, but Niiro woke up.
“…Huh? Whoa! You’re crying!”
Niiro looked disgusted at me crying. Normally I’d joke it off, but I didn’t have the energy for that now.
“Ehh… What’s wrong?”
She was totally freaked out seeing me cry.
“It’s… raining.”
“Yeah, it is. The weather hasn’t been great since yesterday.”
Right, yesterday was so cloudy I didn’t even need sunglasses.
“If it’s raining, we can’t go outside.”
“We can’t.”
“If I can’t go outside, I can’t see the water.”
“You can’t.”
“Because I can’t see it, I’m crying.”
“Oh, I see.”
Stop using that formal language like you’re pushing me away. What if I start crying again? You’ll have to comfort me properly then, okay?
“When you stop crying, go wash your face. Then I’ll make breakfast for us to eat together.”
“…Okay.”
Don’t be nice to me… If you’re even a little kind right now, I’ll start crying again.
“…Morning.”
“Morning.”
It seems Hisada-chan, who was sleeping on the sofa, woke up too.
“…Huh? He’s crying. …Gross.”
“Ugh…”
Don’t think I’m gross… Whether someone’s kind to me or thinks I’m gross, I’ll cry right now.
“Why don’t you stop crying already?”
After stopping my crying and washing my face, I’m now eating the breakfast Niiro made for me.
“I’m crying because I get to eat Sarasa-chan’s food.”
These tears have shifted gears from the swimsuit to Niiro breakfast.
…I’m happy. Happiness overflows with every bite.
“Overreacting.”
It’s not overreacting, you know.
“…So, why were you crying?”
“Because it’s raining and you can’t see swimsuits~”
“Don’t spill the beans.”
I was going to keep it going since Hisada-chan hadn’t caught on.
“……”
“Say something!”
She doesn’t even call me creepy anymore. Maybe in Hisada-chan’s mind, I’m more hated than a centipede.
“I wouldn’t show Mizuno my swimsuit anyway.”
“Huh? Huh? Huh? Huh?”
“…Yeah.”
“Huh? …What?”
I couldn’t understand what either of them was saying.
“Why not?!”
“Because you look at me with creepy eyes.”
“…Yeah.”
“Why am I so freaking creepy?!”
I slammed my head onto the desk and collapsed face-first onto it.
The moment I joined the training camp, seeing swimsuits was impossible. This is the difference between Saotome and me. If it had just been Saotome, it would’ve been fine. Because I was there, the heroines couldn’t show their swimsuits to Saotome.
I’m supposed to be supporting them, but I’m totally getting in the way.
“Seriously, you’ve been something else lately.”
“…Yeah. you’ve broken through limits.”
Huh? I broke through my grossness limits? I’m beyond gross now?
“Haa~. If you weren’t going to show them, you should’ve said so before camp~”
I was expecting it the whole time. Now I look like a total idiot for hoping.
“But I did go buy a swimsuit.”
“Huh!?”
“Together, you know~”
“…yeah~”
Wait, what? That’s cute. Also, since when were those two so close? It wasn’t like that in the original story.
Speaking of which! It doesn’t rain in the original story! There’s a normal swimsuit event! Seriously, what the hell is going on here!
“Oh, good morning.”
Seems Saotome woke up too.
“Huh? Are you crying?”
“Because the food is too delicious.”
“Oh, I see. I thought you were crying because you couldn’t see the swimsuits due to the rain~”
“I was crying about that until just now.”
“Ah, I knew it.”
This guy knows way too much about me. It’s scary.
“Who’d have thought it’d rain? So, what are we doing today? Playing Big Rich again?”
“Relax. I brought tons of games.”
“You brought tons of games to a training camp?”
Whatever. It’s just called a training camp.
Fumi-senpai woke up too, so we decided to play the games I brought.
“Let’s play this racing game then.”
“You brought a home console too?”
“Just in case.”
But that “just in case” came in handy.
“Is this for four players?”
“Yep. So I’ll watch first.”
And so the racing game started, but it felt a bit flat. Everyone was enjoying the game, but it wasn’t quite exciting.
Guess I’ll spice things up a bit.
“Whoever loses this stage gets to go on a date with me.”
““Huh!?””
Of course, it was a lie. I made it up because penalty games make things more exciting.
No one remembers lies told in the heat of the moment, so no actual date is needed. The best part about this penalty game is that it only happens if I ask.
So winning or losing doesn’t matter.
“Then I absolutely have to win.”
“Yeah, right.”
You could tell Niiro and Fumi-senpai’s determination had kicked up a notch. Hisada-chan was already more fired up than the other three, so she stayed the same. Saotome was just his usual self.
This is gonna be fun.
“H-Huh? This is hard to control.”
“Whoops, I accidentally fell off.”
The two who were so fired up must have overcompensated, because they started making mistake after mistake.
Are these two just choke artists? They weren’t making such simple mistakes before. Nerves are scary.
But don’t worry. I’m not going to make anyone go on a date they don’t want to go on. I’m not that cruel.
“…Yesss”
While they were doing that, Hisada-chan had already reached the goal.
“Whoa, I took the wrong path!”
“I can’t tell front from back anymore!”
How long are you guys gonna be nervous? You should be used to it by now.
“Forget about me, just hurry up and get to the goal”
“Sarasa-chan, you should go ahead and finish first.”
This is touching. It’s like, “I’ll sacrifice myself here, so you go ahead!” Such a development. Their kindness really shines through.
Does the penalty game make it this exciting? It’s sad that they dislike the date so much, but seeing them get this hyped up makes me feel a tiny bit happy wins out.
They couldn’t keep not finishing forever, so they pushed each other and crossed the finish line almost simultaneously.
“And so, the last place finisher is…
Saotome Ryusei!”
Saotome finished behind those two who were doing that. How did he manage to get in so late?
Ah, yeah, yeah. I get it now. He didn’t want me and the heroine to go on a date. So, by finishing last, he stopped me and the heroine from going on a date.
“So, it’s a date with me.”
“Yay! Let’s go to lots of different places!”
“Alright!”
Somehow, things ended up feeling pretty good. It wrapped up nicely.
That’s good. That’s good.
““Haaah~””
“…First place. I’ll win next time too.”
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