He was rejected … was it because he was too good-looking, or was it because of the timing?
After leaving the infirmary, Seiji felt a little helpless.
He could tell that Miyamoto was a good girl, but she was a little lacking in confidence. In fact, if she cheered up, lost some weight, and increased her confidence, she would probably be a cute girl.
Even if she didn't lose weight, as long as she was confident, she would be a good otaku friend.
Unfortunately, he was rejected.
Since Miyamoto wasn't recognized as a "beautiful girl," Seiji had no way of knowing how much she liked him.
'I guess she didn't hate me. I hope she doesn't think what I said was ridiculous.' That was all Seiji could think of.
He was rejected, rejected, rejected … the important words had to be repeated three times!
He just wanted to make a friend with whom he could chat about otaku topics. Seiji sighed. Mika and Chiaki were both good girls, but they weren't people in that field.
There weren't any 2-D clubs in school, either; he had already asked around.
'Then where should I go to release my inner otaku energy!?'
By the way, Yuen Hwa Secondary was such a large school; why didn't any otaku create their own clubs!?
Seiji fiercely complained in his mind, but then he had a flash of inspiration and slowly stopped walking.
'So … I'm going to create my own club?'
His mind cleared up, and he suddenly felt enlightened.
…
After physical education class, the class president, Koji Hoshihara, presided over the division of work for the school festival in the next class meeting.
The division of labor plan that Koji came up with was quite reasonable, so they only discussed some details in the meeting before the plan was decided.
"Harano -san, your task is very important; I hope you can come to an agreement with the store owner as soon as possible."
"No problem, class president. Actually, I already called the store owner last night, and she's more than happy to help us. I'll go to work tonight, and I'll discuss it with her."
"Oh, that's not bad; as expected of Harano -san!" Koji thought about it, "After you discuss it with the store owner tonight, can you call me and explain it to me? I want to know the situation as soon as possible. "
"Sure." Seiji exchanged numbers with Koji.
Hoshihara Koji was the class monitor of Year 1 Class 5. He was very dependable, and it was obvious that he was used to being a class monitor. He had a lot of prestige in the class, and he was one of the few boys who wasn't jealous of Seiji.
With such a class monitor, Seiji also felt fortunate. Otherwise, he would definitely have a harder time in class.
It was a pity that Koji seemed to be doing this out of consideration for the balance between people. Although Koji didn't have any prejudice against Seiji, he also didn't seem to want to be on good terms with Seiji.
"Seigo, are you going back now?"
"Yeah, I'm going to the store. What about you guys?"
"I … don't really want to go to the club. I'll go back with you," Mika said.
"I'm going to the club to start rehearsing for the school festival." Chiaki waved her hand. "See you two tomorrow."
After Chiaki left, Seiji and Mika also left the classroom and walked home.
"How's the tennis club …?"
"I don't know, but I don't think the atmosphere is good."
"I'm sorry …"
"Seigo … Seiji, you're right." Mika sighed, "Clubs have always had problems, and after seeing the club yesterday … to be honest, I'm already considering quitting."
"Yeah … That kind of club doesn't really suit you."
"But if I quit, I don't know which club to join …" Mika sighed again and rolled her eyes, "What about you, Seiji, what other clubs are you interested in?"
"Well …" Seiji rubbed his chin, "When I talked to you this afternoon, I asked if there were any otaku clubs in this school, right? You said no. "
"So I was wondering if I could create my own."
"You want to create your own club?" Mika was stunned.
"Because I'm an otaku after all, and I want to gather friends with the same interests." Seiji smiled, "Of course, Mika is also welcome to join. Although you're not an otaku, you also have anime that you like, so we can talk about it more or less."
"Oh …" At this moment, Mika clearly felt the distance between her and the boy next to her.
She liked anime, and she would also watch videos of idols on the internet, but her level was fundamentally different from people like Seiji.
Ever since Seiji changed, she had been getting along well with him. But in the end, he was an otaku, and she wasn't.
This made Mika feel a little flustered.
"Do you know what it takes to create a club?" Seiji continued.
"Uh … Probably, first, we need to have the number of people, and then we need to apply to the Student Council." Mika buried the complicated emotions in her heart and answered.
"Sure enough, the number of people is the first requirement." Seiji rubbed his chin, "Should I get a meeting order or something …"
"Meeting order?"
"Just put an advertisement on the bulletin board, and hope that students who have the same interests will come."
"Will … will that work?"
"I don't know, but I should at least try." Seiji rubbed his chin in thought.
Creating a club was undoubtedly a troublesome task, but it was also a good way to enjoy his youth, wasn't it?
But right now, he should first take care of the school festival.
…
After arriving at the Divine Taste confectionery store, Seiji changed into his uniform and chose the options of "Action" and "Job" to skillfully work as a waiter.
He busied himself until 7: 30 PM.
After work, Seiji didn't immediately change his clothes. Instead, he went to the store manager's office.
Rika Amami was already waiting for him there.
The store manager was dressed the same way she always did: a tight-fitting suit that accentuated her beautiful figure. She wore black stockings and high heels that crossed her beautiful legs, giving her a sensual allure.
But to Seiji's surprise, there was another woman in the store manager's office.
She wore a baseball cap, had medium brown hair, and her head was lowered. She wore a gray sweater and black sweatpants, and her breasts were just as full as the store manager's. She sat on the sofa like an elementary school student, exuding an aura of decadence.
"Harano-kun, you're here."
The store owner cooperated with Seiji's decision to change his alias, so everyone in the store started calling him Harano. Up until now, there hadn't been any problems.
"Before we talk, let me introduce you to the original author of 'Honey Candy Girl,' her pen name is …"
"Peach-sensei!?" Seiji's eyes instantly lit up.
His sudden increase in volume seemed to startle the woman in the baseball cap, causing her to tremble and shrink back.
"Yes, Peach-sensei, and she's also my cousin." Rika Amami sighed, "She hasn't been out in a long time, so I dragged her out for a walk today and talked to you."
"I didn't expect to meet Peach-sensei! Your work is amazing! " Seiji felt like the otaku part of him had been ignited. "I've been watching every single episode of your anime, and I wanted to buy all the individual volumes that have already been published, but I don't have the money right now, so I'm sorry … Er, could I have your autograph!?"
As he spoke, he walked closer to her.
The woman in the baseball cap, who went by the pen name of Peach-sensei, shrunk back even more.
"Don't … don't come any closer!"
Seiji was instantly petrified as if he'd been hit by a spell.
Rika Amami sighed.
"Harano-kun, my apologies, but my cousin here has a severe case of androphobia …"
"… Eh?"
This was the first time Seiji had heard of such a legendary illness in real life.
He hurriedly took a few steps back, and the woman seemed to sense this and relaxed slightly.
'Wow, it's true?'
Seiji looked towards the store manager.
"It's not a big secret; anyone who's even slightly close to her knows about it. She grew up in an all-girls school, and after she entered university, she developed this phobia due to some incidents related to men. "
"Actually, it's not that bad of a thing; it's just a normal relationship problem, but she … how do I say it? I didn't expect her tolerance to be so weak, and from then on, she became an otaku, and later became a mangaka," Rika explained.
"Oh …" Seiji nodded.
"I'm sorry for scaring you, Sensei," he said to the woman.
Peach shifted her body.
"No … it's me … I'm so sorry."
Her voice was so gentle, and if she could speak properly, she would probably be quite charming.
"Sensei, are you here to discuss the licensing? Since you have a phobia, there's no need to do this; we can just talk over the phone. " Seiji didn't feel that a temporary store for the school festival was something that the original author of "Honey Candy Girl" would personally appear for.
Rika Amami looked directly at him.
"Actually, I have a suggestion."
"Peach can give you the licensing that you want, and I'll do my best to assist your class in opening the store for the school festival as well."
"It's just that I need you to do something for me."
"What is it?" Seiji had an ominous premonition.
"I hope that you can go on a date with Peach on the day of the school festival," Rika said in a serious tone.
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