After finishing his sentence, Kanzaki left the classroom. However, Juke remained behind for so inexplicable reason, staring at Hikigaya with a deadpan expression.
"What?"
Hikigaya felt a little uncomfortable under her gaze.
If she wanted to stand up for Ichinose, she should just start scolding him already. What was the point of just staring?
"Didn’t expect that."
Juke’s tone carried a hint of surprise. "Hikigaya, you’re actually quite capable, huh?"
"Ha?"
Hikigaya was speechless. "What nonsense are you talking about? I was just at a loss for words with Kanzaki. What’s so impressive about that?"
After all, he had no real argunt against Kanzaki’s words. He had no way to refute them.
"Well, that’s true."
Juke rested her chin on her hand, observing him as if trying to get a better look. "But still, not everyone has the courage to reject Ichinose. At least, no one in Class B would dare to do it. Aren’t you afraid of being ostracized by the class? Or do you not feel guilty at all?"
"What does that have to do with you?"
Hikigaya’s tone turned a little cold. "I’ve been alone since elentary school. I’ve long since gotten used to it. If anything, I actually prefer being alone—it’s more freeing."
What was with this girl?
Asking such tough questions the first ti they t, as if deliberately exposing soone’s wounds—wasn’t that going too far?
Naturally, he wasn’t going to be nice to her.
"As for guilt... well, how should I put it? Maybe a little."
Otherwise, he wouldn’t be thinking of ways to resolve the situation.
"Hmm..."
Sensing Hikigaya’s displeasure, Juke blinked in surprise. Then she curled her lips, tilting her head slightly.
"By the way, you said you’ve always been alone? You never had any friends?"
"Why should I tell you that?"
Hikigaya replied bluntly.
This girl was seriously too much. She was like a little demon specializing in poking at people’s wounds.
"Just tell . It’s not like it’ll kill you."
"I refuse."
Hikigaya had no interest in sharing his dark history with anyone, much less this unfamiliar and nosy girl.
"Tch..."
Juke crossed her legs and clicked her tongue in annoyance. Then, as if losing interest, she looked down at the application form in her hand.
"The Wool Club? What does it do?"
"Can’t you tell?"
"If I could, I wouldn’t be asking you. Don’t tell it’s about learning to knit?"
"Well..."
Hikigaya was montarily stumped.
He was now certain—this girl was definitely pretending to be friendly in class while actually having a terrible personality.
However...
Her smooth, delicate legs, elegantly crossed, revealed a glimpse of a mysterious realm beyond.
It was only now that he realized—aside from her personality, Juke was surprisingly beautiful.
Or rather, the students at this school were just ridiculously attractive in general.
Since she seed interested in the club, he decided to be patient.
"The club covers various fields," Hikigaya explained. "In short, it’s a club that collects school supplies for free. We take advantage of the system to get whatever we need without spending our own points."
"Huh?"
Juke looked at him with mild surprise. "I didn’t expect that, Hikigaya. You’re actually pretty smart. But still, it’s surprising that the student council approved a club like this."
"Well," Hikigaya replied, his voice dripping with sarcasm, "since we’re not spending their money, they probably don’t care. Maybe they’re even worse than us when it cos to exploiting resources."
"Good point..."
Juke nodded in agreent.
After all, if the opportunity was there, even the student council would take advantage of it. Nobody would refuse free things.
Their perspectives were unexpectedly aligned.
"So, you’re just a mber of this ghost club?"
Juke picked up Hikigaya’s stationery set without asking, casually pulling out a gel pen.
"Yeah."
Hikigaya hesitated for a mont, then seed to make up his mind. "If it’s just for one person, I wouldn’t mind giving it to you."
"Huh? Who wants this?"
Juke rolled her eyes as she signed her na. "If you have that much free ti, why not go outside and play? You don’t even need the extra points. Are you an idiot?"
For most students, it really would be a waste of ti to collect supplies like this. Wouldn’t it be better to just hang out with friends and enjoy life?
"Ha..."
Hikigaya let out a sigh of relief.
As long as she wasn’t trying to steal his funds, he didn’t mind her attitude.
He hadn’t expected to complete the mbership requirents so easily.
He had to admit—he owed Juke for helping him out.
That said, she really did have a terrible personality.
One second, she was praising him for being smart. The next, she was calling him an idiot.
"Alright."
Juke handed him the application form but then suddenly pulled it back, placing it flat on the table with a curious expression.
"But wait. Now that I think about it, you haven’t called by na even once. Could it be... you don’t rember it?"
"Haha..."
Hikigaya laughed dryly. "Of course not. How could I forget?"
"Then, what’s my na?"
Juke smirked, clearly enjoying the mont.
Hikigaya could tell—she liked watching people squirm.
Now that she ntioned it, he really hadn’t used her na once since they started talking. The fact that he had managed to get away with it until now was actually pretty impressive.
"Well..."
Hikigaya fell into deep thought, then confidently raised a finger.
"Of course, I rember. Your na is... Hikawa Kuro-san, right?"
"It’s Juke!"
Juke’s face darkened instantly.
She had even gone to the trouble of asking the teacher for his na to avoid any embarrassnt, and yet this guy had completely butchered hers.
Honestly, forgetting a na wasn’t a big deal.
But her na was Juke—where the hell did "Kuro" co from?
She really couldn’t understand his logic.
"R-Right."
Hikigaya hastily tried to cover his mistake. "I rembered, okay? Juke, I got it. I just... accidentally bit my tongue just now."
Saying that, he quickly reached for the application form, attempting to change the subject.
"Anyway, thanks—huh?"
"Humph."
Juke slamd the table, snorted, and stord out of the classroom.
Watching her leave, Hikigaya let out a small sigh of relief.
Well, at least it was over.
An incompetent president and two ghost mbers—just like that, the Wool Club was officially established.
Tomorrow, he could finally improve his als. Maybe even request a handheld console and a laptop from the school.
This kind of life was just perfect.
Just as he was about to relax—
Juke suddenly poked her head back into the classroom, nearly making him jump.
"Rember it properly—my na is Juke. If you dare get it wrong again, I won’t forgive you, Hikigaya Hachiman-kun~"
With that, she disappeared once more.
Listening to her footsteps fade, Hikigaya finally confird that she was really gone.
"Jeez, that scared ."
He muttered to himself, shaking his head.
Still... how had Juke known his full na?
Had he ever introduced himself?
No mory of it.
Well, whatever.
It was probably best to rember Juke’s na for real this ti.
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