Chapter 1414 Daily Life on Campus
In the end, I dragged Dong Shilang to the supermarket and went shopping for a long time until the store closed.
Since the snacks were all gone, I decided to grab a variety of snacks. Besides Saburo's usual habit of visiting, Honmaru has a lot of knives, and everyone has different preferences and taboos, so there's always a knife that suits them.
"well……"
After shopping, we sat in the park, carrying bags and eating popsicles. I was a little worried that I had bought too much, but Toushirou said it was okay, much less than what Ms. Matsumoto bought when she went shopping.
...He, he went out with Miss Matsumoto?
"well--"
I was kissed on the forehead on the way home, so last night counted as a date, right? But I was also a little concerned when he said he went shopping with Miss Matsumoto. After all, Miss Matsumoto was pretty, cheerful and generous. Although she looked a little older than Toushirou, but——
"Oh, what should I do..."
My thoughts were repeatedly interrupted by the sighs of someone in the back of my head, and I couldn't stand it any longer! "Kirihara-kun, you've been sighing several times since this morning." Could it be that he finally couldn't play tennis because he did so badly on the English test? Or was it because the deputy director caught him playing his video game and confiscated his things again? "If it's because of the exam, then I suggest you start studying early."
"That's not the reason!" Kirihara climbed up from the table with his kelp hair and glared at me, then lay back down. "...Damn it!"
Ah... is this really a problem?
"Are you okay? If you have any difficulties, please tell me."
Normally, Kirihara was fearless, and even when he failed a test, all he could think about was tennis. I heard he once challenged our school's tennis club and got a good beating from the seniors, who were then second years. For him to be so frustrated, the problem must be quite serious.
"It's not my problem, it's... well, it's actually our minister's problem."
"Huh? Your captain is sick?" Wait, Sanada-kun is the vice-captain, right? Who is the captain of the tennis club?
"No, Jiu Jing, don't you know?! When Yukimura was hospitalized due to illness, the whole school knew about it! Huh? No, you haven't come to your senses yet?"
"I transferred here last November."
"Ah, no wonder. But it doesn't make sense. You've heard about how our Minister and Vice Minister won the national competition twice in a row, right?"
Oh, I have heard of it, but I'm not really interested. I was kidnapped once in the second grade, so I don't care much about school matters.
"...Forget it, it was my fault for having expectations of you."
I always feel a little sorry for him. After all, I always enjoyed listening to him talk to me about tennis, but in the end, he couldn't even remember the minister's face.
"So your minister's illness is serious?"
"Well, I was already hospitalized in second grade, and it kept coming back. It got even worse this year."
"so……"
"I heard that surgery is possible, but the risks are very high and the chances of recovery are not 100%."
It does sound very discouraging, and no wonder he is troubled.
"The Minister, it seems he had an argument with the Vice Minister earlier." Kirihara scratched his hair. "I don't know what they said, but the Minister has agreed to the surgery now."
"Isn't that great?" I agreed to the surgery. At least there's a chance of recovery, even if the chance is slim. "If I want to fully recover or continue playing, this is the best way, right? If I keep putting it off, I'll just end up bedridden, which is actually not good."
"Don't make it sound so easy. What if the operation fails?"
This makes sense.
"Of course it would be better if there is a third way."
I looked down at my hands. Although I can't see them now, I remember that when I was a child, there was always a needle for an IV drip stuck on the back of my hand.
"But the final decision still belongs to your minister himself. He still wants to continue playing tennis, right?"
Kirihara stopped talking, or rather, before he could answer, the class bell rang.
As a result, throughout the entire class, I felt someone's gaze circling behind me. Then, as soon as the bell rang and the teacher left, a boy with black kelp hair stood up and walked over to my desk.
"You...you're right. I was too anxious. I'm sorry."
"What are you apologizing for?" After thinking about it carefully during class, I felt that Kirihara must be very worried about their club leader, so he was unhappy. "I should be the one to apologize. What I said was a bit unkind, so that's why you're unhappy, right?"
"Uh... come on, I didn't see Izumi-san today? Is he sick?"
Kirihara, your skill in changing the subject is terrible. "...I don't know."
"Huh? You're her friend and you don't know?"
Mainly because I haven't contacted her since returning from the warehouse yesterday. Maybe she went back to the detective agency because the mission was complete and there was no need for her to protect me? That day at dinner, I learned that Kyoka and Atsu-kun were both orphans. If it weren't for the mission, she wouldn't have transferred to Rikkai University.
...I always feel a little lonely.
"Come to think of it, before Izumi transferred in, Jiu Jing, you didn't have many friends in your class, right?"
"You don't count yourself in this class?"
"I'm talking about girls, girls!" He pursed his lips, turned his head and glanced at the class, then bent down and continued in a low voice: "I remember that your relationship with the girls in the class was not very good, right?"
Yes, and people were gossiping about him behind his back. The one who spoke out to righteously rebuke him was Qie Yuan himself. Although he is a rough and simple person, and still believes that Santa Claus is real in the eighth grade, he still has independent thinking and the ability to discern. If he were not this kind of person, I might really have no friends in this class. But——
So in the eyes of others, Jinghua and I look like friends?
"So, Jiu Jing, you didn't join any clubs, right?"
"yes."
"Would you like to consider the tennis club?"
“Oh…ah?”
How did this turn of events come about? Why was he asking me about my friends one moment and then transferring to the tennis club the next?
"Well, how should I put it? The atmosphere in the department has been really depressing lately. The director is still in the hospital, the deputy director is super busy, and we still have to enter the national competition."
He curled his lips, turned around and sat back in his seat, leaning against the chair with his back slightly hunched.
"Actually, there's nothing wrong with the tennis club's practice and affairs, but I think it would be better for everyone if we had a new member. At least it wouldn't be so stressful, right?"
It's a good idea, but he seems to have forgotten a very important point.
"Kirihara-kun, have you forgotten..."
"Um?"
"I'm a girl, so if I want to join, I should join the women's tennis team."
"Pfft! That's not what I meant!"
Someone explained incoherently for about two minutes before I understood what he meant.
"So you and your senior have discussed this issue of adjusting the atmosphere within the department before."
"Uh-huh."
"And your senior told you that the depressing atmosphere is mainly because the tennis club has no manager or coach. If a girl became the manager, everyone's attention might be diverted elsewhere?"
"Yes, that's right! Na Jiujing, would you like to consider it? Your dynamic vision is so good, your motor nerves are also good, and you are serious about your work. The deputy minister also has a high opinion of you. You will definitely be approved!"
“…”
While this logic makes sense, why does it feel strange? Was he really not deceived by his senior? Or was the senior just being perfunctory? After all, Kirihara doesn't look like someone who would recommend a girl for a department manager position.
"Um, have you asked your deputy minister what he thinks?"
"The deputy minister will definitely disagree! He might even say 'Too lax!' and punch me in the face..."
Kirihara, Kirihara, you don’t understand girls’ minds, but you do know Sanada-senpai’s temper quite well.
Thank you for your hard work, Sanada-senpai.
I didn't agree to Kirihara's request, but I didn't completely refuse either. I just asked him to go and talk to the seniors, and then take me around the tennis club if he had time.
He has no bad intentions, but if he means well but ends up doing something bad and gets scolded by Sanada-senpai, I would feel guilty too.
But as for club activities... I've actually considered joining the Gardening Club before, and I've worked the fields and taken care of flowers and plants with everyone in Honmaru. Hmm...
After school in the afternoon, everyone went to participate in club activities as usual, but a few people went home directly like me.
But someone I didn't expect appeared at the school gate.
"Yo Homura!"
"Huh? Saburo?"
My cousin Kyujo Saburo was holding a bottle of soda, with a balloon ring on his head. He greeted me happily despite the strange looks from other students.
...What is this person doing? Why does he look like he just came from an amusement park?
"Yo what! What are you doing here?"
"Ah, because my mom received a call from the detective agency yesterday and knew that the matter was solved, so she asked me to come and take a look. In short, she wanted to play with you."
No, you've obviously already played! And this guy goes to school in Tokyo, so it would take at least an hour to get to Yokohama. "Where's your schoolbag? And what's with the marbles and balloons?"
"Huh? No, I just bought it on the way."
Good guy, it would have been fine if you hadn’t asked, but as soon as I asked him, he started looking around. I really believed you!
"...Did you go to school today? Tell the truth."
"Um—no, damn it, I was seen through."
Who can’t see through her dressed like this?
"Where did you go, Dion?"
"No, no, it's too far. I was just visiting an exhibition with the girls from my class. I was going to Yokohama to see you."
Why do I always feel that this statement is weird? Never mind, it's not important.
"snort!"
I stuffed the schoolbag in my hand heavily into Sanlang's arms, and took off the silly-looking balloon ring on his head.
"I will complain to my aunt."
“Eh—?!”
"Protests are useless, stupid man. Let's go home!"
The author has something to say:
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The aunt was worried about her niece because she got information from the detective agency, so she sent her son over to check on her niece.
I don't know why, but when I write about the daily life of middle school students, I get a surge of inspiration...
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