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“…What do you think you’re doing, you pervert?”
This time was fine, but if that situation had kept going, something bad could’ve happened.
And Niiro, could you stop trying to set the mood? Stop blushing when I touch your cheek! It was totally there—the chance I might lose control.
Would you do that to someone you don’t even like? Wait, Niiro… No, I shouldn’t think about it. Fans are supposed to love whoever they support, no matter what.
“I just got a little carried away.”
“…You didn’t get a little carried away at all.”
“Ow!”
“…You think that excuse works after committing a crime?”
“No.”
“…Then don’t use the word ‘a little’.”
“Yes.”
No, it’s my fault. It’s my fault, but that apology was wasted. I feel bad for what I did to Hisada-chan, but I apologized to Niiro even though I didn’t do anything to her? So I have to do something bad to balance it out, right?
“Now, now, let’s drop it.”
Niiro admonishes Hisada-chan.
Hey, you seem in a good mood. I’m the one getting scolded because of you. Are you in a good mood because I’m getting yelled at…?
“……”
Hisada-chan stares intently at Niiro, who’s scolding her. Niiro looks away awkwardly.
That’s no good, Niiro. Hisada-chan’s working hard to get mad for your sake, so you can’t side with me.
But if Niiro forgave me, then there’s no reason for me to get yelled at anymore, right? Besides, I’ve already got my apology stockpile used up, so I don’t need to apologize anyway.
The curry finished cooking safely, and we made it to eating it in the living room. We could have ended up not eating at all, so that was a relief.
“Something seemed to happen earlier. Are you okay?”
“Yes. I was totally fine. Everyone got along great.”
Before either Niiro or Hisada-chan could start talking, I reported that I was fine first.
“……”
“……”
They both looked at me like, “How can you lie like that?” It’s crazy how much contempt you can convey just with your eyes.
If either of them spoke up, my sexual harassment would be exposed. Wait, I didn’t do it. I didn’t, but if the other person feels it’s harassment, then it is harassment. I had to make sure they knew it wasn’t harassment on my end first.
“Oh? It seemed pretty noisy though…”
It was that noisy…
“Never mind that!”
This topic is getting dangerous, so I forcefully change the subject.
“It’s later! Later! We’re definitely doing it, right?”
“Doing what?”
“The ghost story challenge!”
Summer camp requires a test of courage, after all. In this context, “courage” doesn’t refer to the liver organ, but rather mental fortitude and spirit.
So it’s not about drinking tons of alcohol, okay? It’s not some drinking club-style test of courage.
“Test of courage?”
Niiro murmurs with a puzzled look.
“It’s summer vacation, right? It’s camp, right? It’s a summer night, right? There are five of us, boys and girls, right?”
“…So?”
Hisada-chan, looking thoroughly displeased, glared at me.
“So we do a test of courage!”
Yes! That cute glare doesn’t work on me! If anything, it makes me feel even more determined.
Even in this disadvantageous situation, I’m the one proposing a test of courage. Maybe I don’t need my courage tested myself, but this is definitely happening.
“…Don’t make creepy suggestions, creep.”
Nope, doesn’t work. I won’t be stopped by that anymore.
“Alright! This creepy guy will go ahead and propose the ghost story challenge!”
I’m invincible now, so I can call myself creepy. After all the horrible things said about me, I won’t be defeated by this kind of self-deprecation (lol).
“Hey, you over there! What club is this?”
I turn to Fumi-senpai, who seems like she might answer.
“The Occult Research Club… ”
“Right! This is the Occult Research Club! So we have to research the occult, right?!”
I stand up from my chair and start my speech. At this point, my victory is practically guaranteed.
“Think back on our activities so far! What have we done? Played games, chatted nonsense, played games, chatted nonsense, had BBQs, set off fireworks. Can we really stand tall and call ourselves the Occult Research Club?”
How the hell can I spout such nonsense so smoothly? I’m impressed with myself.
Looking back now, it was the best club ever. Maybe “best club of my life” fits better?
“We are the Occult Research Club! Let’s study the occult!”
I clenched my fist and appealed to everyone. It didn’t seem to resonate with anyone, but I wasn’t giving up. Ah, it seems to have gotten through to Saotome.
“As our first step, let’s do a ghost hunt!”
Clap clap. Only Saotome applauded my speech. Glad this guy isn’t a bad guy. If I were a bad guy, I’d definitely scam her.
“Thank you all for the applause.”
“Nobody else clapped.”
“Haruka-chan. You’ll hurt yourself if you hit it like that.”
“…What are you seeing?”
Getting Saotome on my side brought us to 3 against 2. Seriously, that speech only won me one supporter?
“President!”
I seized the moment to address Fumi-senpai by her title.
“I want to do the ghost story challenge…”
I appealed to Fumi-senpai’s heart. I decided to take advantage of her kindness.
“…Yeah. If you feel that strongly about it, let’s do it.”
“Yesss!”
Before I knew it, I was pumping my fist in the air.
Fumi-senpai responds when you appeal to her emotions. Just like in the original story, appealing to her feelings gets things done better than logical arguments. What a relief.
As you can see, from now on my ideas will win by majority vote. Saotome’s vote is guaranteed, so that’s fine. As for Fumi-senpai, if I look pitiful enough, I can get her on my side.
This makes things much easier moving forward.
“Ehh~”
“Okay, no sighing. If you’re going to resent something, resent this world where everything gets decided by majority vote.”
“……”
“Okay, no glaring. Just glaring won’t change anything.”
Unless someone speaks up and says majority rule is wrong, this system won’t change. As long as this system stays, I’ll use majority rule to the fullest.
“I brought the lottery tickets! Let’s use these to divide into teams!”
I rummaged through the bag I brought, searching here and there, and finally pulled out the lottery tickets I’d prepared for this day with a flourish!
It’s a foldable lottery box, so I assemble it. Being foldable means you can use it anywhere, which is pretty handy.
“Huh? You brought a lottery box? For this moment?”
“No no, like that’s the case. Lottery boxes are something anyone can use anywhere, so you guys should get one too.”
“……”
“Ahaha…”
Hisada-chan is totally freaked out. Her face screams, “Are you serious?” Even gentle Fumi-senpai is smiling, but it’s forced. Saotome still looks at me with that same look of admiration.
Why is that? Because I’m awesome for carrying a lottery box around? Sorry, but that’s not why you’re freaked out.
“Alright, let’s have the girls draw first!”
“Haa~”
Niro, resigned to the point of just going with it, plunges her hand into the lottery box.
Next, Hisada-chan draws a ticket, and finally, Fumi-senpai draws hers.
“Alright, open ’em up.”
The three open their respective tickets.
“Circle.”
“…Circle.”
“Double circle.”
Niiro and Hisada-chan drew papers with circles on them, while Fumi-senpai drew a paper with a double circle.
“So it’s us then. Oh, give me back the paper. …Take one circle out. Mix it properly…”
Saying this, I clutched the circle paper and pretended to mix it with my hand, deliberately exaggerating my movements.
“I’ll just draw from here. …This one! Last one, here we go.”
“Alright.”
Saotome drew the last remaining paper.
“I got a circle.”
“I got a double circle.”
So it was decided: Niiro, Hisada-chan, and I would be one team, while Saotome and Fumi-senpai would be the other team for the ghost story challenge.
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