|Writer: 結城由乃 (Yuuki Yoshino)|
|Location: Light Music Club Room|
|Oogami, you’re lying face down on the desk and groaning… do you not feel well? I’m worried. Should I take you to the nurse’s office?|
|Sorry, I don’t understand you just from “ugh~”.
Oogami, can you stand? If you can’t, I’ll lend you my shoulder. Although it’s the summer break, the teachers have still come to the school.
I’m sure they’ll lend you a bed if you tell them your circumstances.
|Daaaah! Stop with the nagging! There’s nothin’ wrong with me, I’m totally fine. I don’t need your worrying!|
|I see. Judging by your outburst, you seem to be all right.
Since we’re here in the Light Music Club room, do you want to play the guitar? The instrument I’m skilled in is the ocarina. I suppose I will play it.
|Don’t just nonchalantly start playing it. I admit the sound of your ocarina’s pretty amazing, but I’m just not in the mood.
Even if I try to let my irritation out, my guitar will just be covered in sticky sweat.
There’s no point in playing it if my hands get sweaty straight after wiping them with wet tissues, right?
|You’re carrying wet tissues around with you? That’s impressive, Oogami.|
|Huuh? No, it ain’t. This is common sense, y’know? You’re carrying around a handkerchief or a packet of tissues, aren’tcha?
Ahh~… it’s gotten even hotter ‘cause I talked to you. Do something ‘bout this, Adonis.
|That would be difficult even if you told me that. It’s not my fault the air conditioner broke in the club room; its lifespan simply came to an end.
We’ve already contacted the manufacturer and they said that repairs will be finished within a week, remember?
You only have to be patient for one week. Endure it.
|Hmph, I’m already pissed off that the aircon’s been breaking down all over the school lately,
and now the one in here’s in this sorry state. It’s all ‘cause I can’t stand it that I’m asking you to do the impossible.
Why do the repairs have to take a week to finish, anyway? Don’t you find that weird? I bet they’re just lazy.
|It’s a busy period for them. They must be understaffed.
I heard from Sakuma-senpai that they’ve shortened the repair time from two weeks to one since we’re regular clients.
Use this if you truly cannot bear it.
|That’s a handheld fan. I’m only gonna get a tiny breeze from that. Don’tcha have anything else that’s useful?|
|I’m not Dora*mon. Since it appears you’ve taken a dislike to the fan, I will use it instead.|
|Hey, I didn’t say I wouldn’t use it. It’ll be a waste if I didn’t accept your goodwill too, so I’ll use it. Just ‘cause I got no choice.|
|I see… You’re not very honest with yourself, Oogami.|
|Shut it, tacos*. Hand it over.|
|How do you feel, Oogami? Slightly cooler?|
|Nope, I still feel hot as hell.
Maybe ‘cause the window’s open, but I can feel a warm breeze on my cheek. Waving this fan’s hotter than staying still.
|It’s not very good manners to fan your neck while holding your collar like that. You shouldn’t be sitting in that position, either. Sit up properly. You look sleazy, Oogami.|
|What, you my mom or somethin’? Who cares, you’re the only one who’s looking, anyway.
Look, even that vampire bastard’s sleeping in his coffin like there’s no tomorrow. There’s no point in being prim and proper about everything, don’tcha think?
|Hmm. So, you’re sad that Sakuma-senpai is sleeping and cannot pay attention to you. I apologise for not realising.|
|Huh? No, I ain’t! Don’t come up with such a disgusting misunderstanding~!
I just wanted to say that it’s pointless ‘cause the leader of “UNDEAD” isn’t even practising seriously.