My youth romance is always confusing

After a somewhat boring afternoon and Mr. Hiratsuka's Chinese language class, the school finally ushered in its well-deserved after-school time.

Unlike Zaimokuza who chose to go back to the Home Club, I had to join a club activity called the 'Service Club'.

Moreover, compared to the previous situation where I was alone, now Xiao Meiyue needs to temporarily enjoy the learning atmosphere in Sobu High School with me because the transfer procedures have not been completed yet.

Simply put, I need to take care of the kids.

"Wow~"

The door of the club was easily opened. Even though the door was not maintained by many people, it still remained quite smooth and the pulleys underneath did not show much wear.

I looked inside the office and saw that several people had already got there.

Yukinoshita and Yuigahama huddled together, loudly discussing their summer vacation plans, while Mitsuki was studying on her own with her elementary school textbooks.

"Um, um, Xiaoxue, do you have any plans for the summer vacation?"

Because there was plenty of air conditioning in the room, Yuigahama almost pressed her entire body against Yukino in the club room.

It looked exactly like the way their dachshund looked when it saw its owner.

"Yuigahama-san, this is a little bit..."

After hesitating for a moment, Yukinoshita gave up the idea of ​​asking Yuigahama to keep his distance.

After all, this is not the first time. No matter what she says, Yuigahama will be just the right amount of forgetful next time and stick to her again.

Yukino sighed and stopped dwelling on the matter.

"As for me, I might read more books during the summer vacation."

"Hey! You have to stay at home and read books during your precious summer vacation? Just like a lonely autistic guy?"

Suddenly, a word that was not very friendly to me appeared in the conversation between the two.

I put my schoolbag on the seat and then looked at the two of them, trying to hit them back with the most malice.

"Hey, hey, don't bring me into this conversation between you two."

Perhaps my malicious intent took effect, Yuigahama looked quite shaken.

As she waved her hands back and forth in the air in panic, the bun of hair on her head also swayed back and forth, looking like it was about to fall off.

"No, no, no, I'm talking about the autistic man, not Xiaoqi."

"Don't repeat yourself twice."

But I didn't have the heart to argue about this with a high school girl who almost failed the Chinese language midterm exam.

Compared to Yuigahama, I care more about Mitsuki's academic performance and the content of the light novel in her hand.

Yuigahama? Who is that?

But before I could get comfortable in my seat, the door of the office was pushed open by the first visitor of the day.

I saw three dejected boys walking in wearing judo club uniforms. The one leading them was the potato club member whom I had met at noon.

By the way, the two members next to him are about the same size as him, just like sweet potatoes and taro.

"Ah...someone's coming."

Yuigahama, who was still tying Yukino's hair, quickly stopped what she was doing.

Hey, Ms. Yuigahama, you are not a child who has done something bad and was caught by the teacher, so why are you so nervous?

"Ahem... What can I do for you?"

Maybe it was influenced by Yuigahama, but even the usually calm Yukino seemed to waver for a moment.

"Sorry...we...uh..."

The members of the Potato Department spoke slowly, and the three of them standing together made the already hot summer day even more unbearable.

But when I looked at him, he saw me too.

Obviously, he recognized me, who was in gym class with him.

"You...you are the one..."

"Ah, um."

The hesitant look of me and the potato team member immediately attracted the attention of the rest of the people in the department.

Yukinoshita put down the book in her hand and looked like a curious cat.

"People you know?"

"Ah, I guess so. He was a student who took physical education class with me, but I don't know his name."

My answer seemed to be beyond Yuigahama's imagination.

"Ah? We were classmates, but I don't even know our names. This is a bit..."

I'm sorry I don't know your name, Ms. Yuigahama.

But there is a reason for this. If I can easily call out the other person's name, then the other person will definitely feel that we are very familiar with each other, and then they will come over to me and talk about random things, or even ask me to do things that are difficult for me to do.

So in order to avoid this situation, I deliberately don’t remember other people’s names on many occasions, such as that Sichuan guy…

Forget it, I can still remember Saki Kawasaki.

After giving up some self-deceiving thoughts, I chose to take the initiative.

"So this..."

"Shiroyama, I'm a member of the Judo Club, and these two are my juniors in the club."

He was very sensible and just gave his name directly.

The other two people also said their names one after another as if they were calling out the names of dishes.

"I'm Tsukui."

"I'm Fujino."

Okay, sweet potatoes and taro.

The three men standing in front of me were like big trees, blocking my view completely.

Should I say she is worthy of being a member of the Judo Club?

Since the other party has already given his name, out of courtesy we should also introduce ourselves.

Although he looks like a salesperson promoting a product.

"I'm the president of the Service Club, Yukinoshita, this is member Yuigahama, and this... is temporary member Komizuki."

Yukinoshita obviously hesitated when introducing herself.

Hey, did you miss something on purpose?

Although I was a little angry about the different treatment of this woman, as a member of the club, I still kept my mouth shut.

Anyway, she took over the conversation, so everything that happens next is her responsibility.

Yukino's gaze did not look towards the darkest corner of the club room, but went straight to the point.

"So, do you know where this place is?"

"Of course... I heard from Mr. Hiratsuka that this is a place that can help solve problems in the school."

It's Mr. Hiratsuka again. What does that guy think we are? Are we hunters who will go and kill dragons when they receive a commission, or are we adventurers who will accept a commission without hesitation when they see a blue colon above their heads?

Perhaps because he was frightened by the cold air that Xuexia unconsciously radiated, Shiroyama spoke timidly.

In contrast, Yukino was firing on all cylinders in her own club room.

She adjusted her sitting posture to make herself look more upright, like a piece of standing fresh milk ice cream.

Well, both the front and the back are very straight, Ms. Yukinoshita.

"Ok?"

Feeling an inexplicable malice, Yukino instantly locked her eyes on Hachiman, scaring him.

But soon, she turned her attention back to the judo club members in front of her.

"Tell me why you're here."