|Writer: 日日日 (Akira)|
|Location: Game Research Club’s Clubroom|
(Ahaha. Now that Akehoshi-kun has gone, the clubroom became tota~lly quiet. I am a little bit sad, though…)
(But I am really glad that I was able to talk and laugh a lot today.)
(It’s been a while, huh, this kind of feeling. Maybe because Akehoshi-kun doesn’t know about my identity, he could treat me normally.)
(No. He’s the son of "that famous idol", after all. I guess he wouldn’t be surprised even if he sees someone like me.)
(Anyway, this is good. Let’s keep up this pace and blend in with everyone.)
(Yumenosaki Academy is a classic idol training school… But in reality, everyone is not that passionate to chase their dream.)
(Rather than doing anything seriously, they just shelter themselves under the idol title and abuse their authority.)
(Even if you don’t try hard, you will be admired as long as you’re an idol.)
(I was surprised at first. But well, it can’t be helped. Everyone is still a student, after all.)
(I feel like an amateur, see. It seems like I was unable to read the situation and was just oddly enthusiastic all by myself.)
(Yet I thought… “is it alright to take it this easy?”)
(When I was a model, day after day, I couldn’t have survived without struggling to the death.)
(But in here, just like a baby, you will be recognized just by being alive, and you will get praised just by breathing.)
(Being spoiled, huh… We may come to naught, but it’s comfortable.)
(This is fine. It’s like we’re alive but we’re actually not. It’s a little bit futile, but…)
(The model industry was more abnormal than this. That industry is like a battlefield, we were totally stressed trying to crush each other.)
(I will accept this situation and whip out into the crowd… I will tune my body and be stained in this situation.)
(If our surrounding seeks that kind of situation… I will turn into one of those unmotivated students and pretend-idols.)
(Without thinking of anything, it’s good to let oneself be carried away by the surroundings… it’s easy. This is fine, I can just leave it as it is.)
(From now on, I will “aimlessly” spend my whole life like this.)
(I can’t risk my life again.)
(Hmm? Did someone knock the clubroom’s door just now?)
(Is it Akehoshi-kun? Did he forget his things or something…?)
Ummm, Akehoshi-kun? What’s wrong~?
|…Hello. Pardon my intrusion for a bit.|
|Oh, you’re Yuuki from my class. So you’re in the game club, huh. I see I see. What a relief~ There’s someone I know here.
Ah no, I feel more comfortable with someone I don’t know instead.
…Well, whatever. Can we talk for a bit, Yuuki?
|Uuum, uh? Yeah, I don’t really understand, but it’s okay… I think?|
|Speak a little more clearly. I can’t understand what you said because it’s hard to hear you.|
|Ehhh, uhhh? I am sorry…?|
|There’s nothing to apologize for, you know. Umm, I am sorry that this is so sudden, but… I want to finish it early, see, so I will go straight to the point.
We have decided to officially abolish the game club. Please take out everything in this clubroom within three days.
Things that are left in the clubroom will be taken by the student council.
Here, we have the documents with the teacher’s stamp on it. Since this is only a copy and the original one is in the student council’s room, it will be pointless even if you throw it out.
|Eh, eehh? I already heard that we may be abolished, but this suddenly…?|
|I am sorry. I am a mere messenger, I can’t do anything even if you complain. If you have any opinion, write a formal written statement and submit it to the student council.|
|What, what do you mean? Without listening to the other party, they just one-sidedly…?
I’ll be troubled if you told me to take out everything in the clubroom, you know, there are only the seniors’ personal items, after all.
And those seniors never show their face to the clubroom.
If I just take out everything as I please, the seniors will get mad, you know.
|I don’t know. That is your club’s problem, you know. Handle it by yourselves.
I can’t do anything even if you cry. I can’t help you as I do not have any authority here.
I am really just a gofer who came to tell you their decision. I pity you, but I am really an outsider.
|It, it can’t be… You’re awful, Isara-kun. And here I thought you were a kind and bright person who is always in the center of everyone in class.|
|I am not that kind, you know. I just turn up to be nimble-witted.|