My youth romance is always confusing

"Say something quickly."

Not wanting to show my temper in front of Xiao Meiyue, I suppressed my unhappiness and urged the fat man in front of me to hurry up.

Really, the person who wrote that kind of thing actually thinks he is talented. How thick-skinned is this person?

"Ah, Hachiman, have you heard of the Game Club?"

Zaimokuza was a little flustered after being interrupted, and quickly told the purpose of his trip.

"Game Club? What's that?"

Something that sounds like Yu-Gi-Oh would appear in school?

"It is said that this club was founded this year, and its purpose is to study games and various entertainment activities."

"What? Isn't that just a club?"

"That's pretty much it, except our school doesn't have any clubs, so they formed a society."

It's a pity that the school approved it. Could it be that the guys in charge are all game fanatics like Mr. Hiratsuka?

It's incredible.

Hearing a name I hadn't heard of much didn't spark any interest in me.

I put my hands on the table to save some effort.

"And then, what happened to that club?"

It was rare that Yuigahama asked Zaimokuza a question directly, bypassing me.

If you are really interested, you might as well take the job. I am too lazy to deal with Zaimokuza.

Unfortunately, the meaningful look I gave Yuigahama didn't make her understand what I meant. Instead, because I looked at her for too long, Yukinoshita beside her glared back at me.

It's so scary. Did this woman encounter some bad things? Why is she so irritable today?

In order to avoid unnecessary conflicts, I took the initiative to retract my somewhat ostentatious gaze.

Yuigahama, who was somewhat curious about the word "game", asked a question but did not receive an enthusiastic response from Zaimokuza.

The guy was still the same, still not daring to talk to girls. He turned his head towards me very stiffly, with no expression on his face.

Although I can understand your thoughts, you should at least cover it up. Didn't you see that the two girls over there had speechless expressions on their faces? No matter how timid you are, there should be a limit.

Zaimokuza hesitated for a long time before finally opening his mouth hesitantly.

"Um... Yesterday, yesterday afternoon, I was killing time in the arcade. Unlike school, I had people I could talk to there, so I told my friends who played fighting games that I wanted to become a game script writer."

Although he said it very easily, I didn't take what he said seriously at all. Who knows how long his three-minute enthusiasm can last.

So now instead of solving the problem for him, I'm just sitting there watching a show.

"After hearing about my great ideals, those guys all praised me, saying things like, 'Ah, you are worthy of being called a swordsman general,' 'Wow! You are a future famous scriptwriter,' 'Zaimokuza, you are amazing!'"

Ah, that's probably just to please you, saying one thing but meaning another. Maybe he's already been feeling annoyed with you but hasn't said it out loud, just like me right now.

When talking about his own glorious deeds, Zaimokuza lost his previous decadent look and instead became passionate, as if he was a completely different person.

"But, but, one of them said, 'No, no, no, you're just daydreaming.' He said so, and although I was very angry, Mr. Zaimokuza was a calm person, so I calmed down and answered him, 'Yes, you are right.'"

Wow, that's so lame, Zaimokuza, you are so lame. Even when someone pointed at your nose and talked about it, you still agreed with the other person. You are really too lame.

So compared to my previous mentality of just watching the show, I now continued to listen to him with a sense of mockery in my heart.

Perhaps thinking of the scene at the game center yesterday, Zaimokuza became angrier and angrier as he spoke. In the end, he even ignored the fact that there were girls in the club and started dancing around in anger.

He was breathing heavily, and the way he wheezed was really scary.

"But I'm not someone who would back down because of that kind of talk. After all, I'm an adult."

"If all adults were like you, society would be doomed."

Even though I was complaining about him, this guy didn't seem to be interested in responding to my words.

"So, when I got back, I left a challenge letter on the Chiba section of the fighting game. Humph, I must make him extremely angry."

Having said this, Zaimokuza proudly crossed his arms.

"You are so lame. I just thought you were handsome for a second."

I should have known that there was no way this guy could do something that cool.

I was the foolish one to have unrealistic expectations of this.

"But later I found out that the guy and I went to the same school. When I opened the forum in the morning, I saw his reply, 'Let's decide the winner in a fighting game'. This message was left in the chat window."

"Haha, isn't this exactly what you want? Why not just use the game to beat them away?"

Having said that, when I saw his embarrassed expression, I knew there was something else going on.

As expected, after hesitating for a while, Zaimokuza spoke.

"But if we compete in a fighting game, I definitely can't beat him."

Before the match even started, Zaimokuza admitted defeat.

"Ah? Don't you go to the game center all day? How come you are so weak?"

If I remember correctly, he went to the game center quite frequently. How could this happen?

Zaimokuza felt a little embarrassed after his past was exposed by Hachiman, and he scratched his slightly messy hair with his heavy hands.

"I am only slightly better than those who have little experience in fighting games, but if I really compare myself with those top players, then I am definitely not good enough. And have you heard that top fighting game players may be promoted to professional players? They are really amazing!"

"Professional player!"

For some reason, Yuigahama exclaimed on the side.

Realizing that she had screamed, she quickly covered her mouth with her pink hands.

It's cute, but it would be disrespectful to try to get away with it like this.

But no one of us wants to pay attention to her right now, so the important thing is to continue listening to what Zaimokuza has to say.

"I think I understand. You want us to help you defeat the guy on the other side."

After listening to the whole series of things, I roughly understood the purpose of Zaimokuza's visit.

Even if I get into trouble and I can't defeat the enemy, I can only come here to ask for help in shame.

However, there is still a slight deviation in understanding.

"Hachiman, that's not right. Don't underestimate fighting games. They're not the kind of games where a novice can beat a skilled player in just a few days. Don't even think you can do that!"

Perhaps the gaming sanctuary in his heart was misunderstood, and Zaimokuza refuted my words in an emotional manner.

"Then you are..."

"Well, I just want you to write this off, or end it in a draw, as long as it doesn't cost me anything."

This guy's bad attributes are clearly visible.

However, although Zaimokuza's words were very vivid, unfortunately, I was not the one in charge here. I turned my gaze to Yukinoshita who was pretending nothing had happened.

After thinking for a moment, Yukino closed the book in her hand, her voice calm, her eyes looking as if she was looking at the dirtiest garbage in the world.

"My dear student, the Service Club is not the organization you think it is. It will not help everyone unconditionally."

Her meaning was very clear. After receiving the minister's decision, I planned to give this guy a final blow.

"Unfortunately, we refuse this time. If you are not prepared to be stabbed to death, don't issue a challenge."

Although the way Zaimokuza tried to please me was a little disgusting, the benefit of not having the final say in the club was revealed at this time. Anyway, all the decisions were made by that woman Yukinoshita, so if you have the courage, go and talk to her.

But does Zaimokuza really dare to talk to a girl? Or that high-ranking flower, Yukishita, this is something you can know without thinking.

However, abnormally, Zaimokuza mustered up the courage and challenged Yukinoshita tremblingly.

It was obviously difficult for him to raise his arms, but he still dared to face the most terrifying existence in this society. Perhaps we should call him brave.

"The Service Club exists to solve students' problems. Can't they do such a pitiful thing? Don't just talk about it, prove it to me with your actions!"

When I heard this, I was subconsciously shocked.

Hey, Zaimokuza, do you know who you are talking to?

"Zaimokuza, you——"

"Oh? Well, I'll prove it to you."

An aura darker and more terrifying than hell spread towards Zaimokuza, and I could only let him wish for the best.

Obviously, our minister was provoked by this simple provocation again, but the consequences can only be borne by the fat man himself.