There is No Problem with the Youth Under the Snow

For her, who was hosting such a meeting for the first time, it seemed that she didn't know what to do.

At this time, whether someone can propose a plan at the beginning will often determine the activity level of the subsequent meeting.

No matter what the opinion is, it is very important to light the fuse first.

The so-called brainstorming principle is exactly the same.

"Then... how about two people and three legs..."

A soft voice came from the exit of the conference room.

She has short silver-gray hair and her petite body inexplicably arouses a desire for protection.

His eyes rose slightly to look at the same color.

It was none other than Ayaka Totsuka who spoke.

As the head of the tennis club, it is not very strange for him to be here.

"can!"

Isshiki nodded in agreement with Totsuka's suggestion.

And marked on the whiteboard with a marker.

And at this time.

A girl who seemed to be gentle stood up and said aloud.

"Is it ok for a club versus race or something?"

She has floppy, smooth bobs, slightly tan hair, and large, soft eyes with double eyelids.

Looking at Ishiki with expectant eyes.

A very positive look.

But the voice suddenly came from the corner.

"In that case, because students who haven't joined the club can't participate, it will cause dissatisfaction..."

As soon as the words fell, Hiratsuka-sensei shook his head and said.

As a result, a line was "tweeted" above the words 'community versus race' that had just been written on the whiteboard.

It seems that it has been rejected at the moment.I don't know how....

So Mochizuki Mochi returned to his seat a little dejected.

She tilted her head unacceptably.

The girl next to her who seemed to know her probably wanted to comfort her and patted her on the shoulder.

"It's alright, please feel free to raise other ideas!"

So someone in the crowd at the conference table responded once again.

This time, Yukinoshita raised his hand quietly.

Then she stood up from her seat and replied in a calm voice.

"Bread race."

"Um???"

A question mark appeared on Isshiki's head.

Probably did not expect Yukinoshita to propose such a cute girly style.

And Hiratsuka-sensei let out a groaning sound, with a subtle deep expression for some reason.

"It's still a bit lacking in a simple bread-eating competition."

Without saying much, Hiratsuka-sensei shook his head.

But beside her, Senior Patrol, who was reading, clapped his hands.

"Ah, so 'mochi-eating race' or something like that! It seems fun to stick to your face!"

"If you're not careful, you can die..."

Hiratsuka-sensei looked at Yusen-senpai with a trembling expression.

No, Senior Patrol is so scary..., should I say it's scary because of nature, the horror of innocence is truly incredible.

"Hmm~ What a pity..."

Looking at the whiteboard again, this time even the senior patrol's face was covered with a little haze, but he quickly cheered up and made a more energetic voice.

"Cheer up, come on! Next!"

However, no one dared to raise their hands because of fear.

Isshiki, who was supposed to preside over the meeting, also lost his courage.

Become a little cringe.

It sounded again, "That... me!" A hesitant reply, accompanied by a raised hand.