Touching the phone screen, my fingers typed out a reply to Yuri's ssage.
[Really? When?]
[Next Monday (｡ﾉω＼｡)]
So, that’s still a while away. But maybe that’s a good thing? It gives us more ti to find mbers. There’s a chance Ms. Mizu will change her mind if we don’t have enough people. The problem is... who should I ask? My old gar friends in this world don’t really like gas anymore.
I looked at Kaito, who was still playing on his phone in front of .
“Hey Kaito… You’re not in any clubs, right?”
“Hm? Nah. Why?”
“No reason.”
With that, we just need one more person to make the Ga Club official.
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Lunch break, midday.
Walking through the school hallway filled with students, I stopped in front of a classroom. I opened the door and scanned every person inside, but the one I was looking for wasn’t there.
Turning to a student sitting near the door, I asked,
“Do you know where Yona is?”
“Yona? She just stepped out a mont ago.”
“…Do you know where she might’ve gone?”
“No clue. She left the classroom alone. Usually, if she’s with her friends, she heads to the cafeteria. Try checking there.”
“Thanks.”
I started walking again. Opening the cafeteria door, I walked past each table, but still couldn’t find her.
I stopped one of the students who had just finished eating.
“Excuse , do you know where Yona is?”
“Yona…? Ah, the ace from the Track Club? Hmm, she cos here a lot, but I don’t think I saw her today. Probably with her clubmates. They’ve got a tournant coming up soon, right?”
“…Okay, thanks.”
Leaving the cafeteria, I went down the stairs to the first floor. Through the window, I could see the track field outside was empty. So, I headed to the small building next to it. If I rember right, that’s the Track Club room.
As I expected, no one was inside, even after I knocked a few tis.
“Seriously, what am I even doing?”
Running around looking for my neighbor—whose house is literally next to mine. If only she replied to my ssage. Or maybe her phone’s broken or sothing?
“… What am I gonna do with this lunch I brought for her?”
I looked at the blue cloth-wrapped lunchbox in my hand and sighed. It was heavier than usual. Obviously, this was because of my dad. He wanted to thank Yona for taking care of while I was in the hospital yesterday, so he cooked two portions and told to eat lunch with her.
“Am I really going to eat all this by myself…? I could save it for later, but Dad will probably cook sothing again tonight.”
I really don’t want to waste food. I’ve been scolded enough by my dad back then for not finishing my als. As a kid, I wasn’t ready to hear lectures about how so people in the world don’t even have enough to eat while we live in comfort.
Then, as I walked back into the school building and headed for the stairs, I saw a girl with long black hair and bangs covering her eyes standing in front of .
Looks like my lunch problem is about to be solved.
“Ren…?”
“Yuri, you haven’t eaten lunch yet, right? Want to eat with ? My dad made too much today.”
“H-Huh?”
Not giving her ti to react, I grabbed her hand and led her to the bench outside to have lunch. At first, she seed confused about what was happening, but once I gave her a portion, Yuri started eating—with a blank look on her face like a computer that had frozen.
A few minutes later, after swallowing her last bite, Yuri seed to reconnect to the internet. Her eyes trembled as she looked at .
“W-Was it really okay for to eat this!? Why were there two sets of utensils and containers… it looked like it was ant for soone else? Ren, didn’t you say your dad just made too much today…?”
“It’s fine, right? You finished it all anyway.”
“S-Sorry, I was really hungry… a-and it was delicious! So…”
Unfortunately, I didn’t help make it at all today. I had just gotten back from the hospital. All the credit goes to my dad this ti.
“…By the way, what about Ms. Mizu?”
“Um, like I said in my ssage this morning… M-Ms. Mizu will be back next Monday. Hopefully we can find another mber by then so the Ga Club can be approved…”
Kaito ca to mind. He’s not in any club right now. If I push him a little, maybe he’d join, but we’d still need one more. I had considered Yona, since she once said she liked gas too—but she’s already in the Track Club, so it’s unlikely she could join us. Not to ntion, I haven’t even seen her all day.
Looking up, I noticed the clouds turning gray as the sunlight dimd. Looks like it’s going to rain later…
“As for finding mbers, I think we’ll manage one way or another, but… Yuri, once the Ga Club becos official, what do you actually want to do?”
As for , I’d just play my PSP during every break. While saving up money from my part-ti job, I’d eventually buy a console and set it up in the clubroom. J-Just imagining playing PS5 at school made shiver. Though, I’m not sure I’ll be able to afford it that quickly…
“…Maybe continue working on the ga I’m making?”
Eh? Did she just say she’s making a ga?
My hands trembled as I held the lunchbox. If there were still food inside, it probably would’ve gone flying from the shock.
“Yuri… You never told you were making a ga.”
“D-Didn’t I? But… shouldn’t Ren have known already?”
“I didn’t know anything. When you invited to join the Ga Club, I thought it was a club where we play gas, not make them.”
“…A club like that wouldn’t get approved at our school. Um, you need enough mbers, a faculty advisor… and a clear purpose and activities. I-I thought just playing gas would be considered lazy…”
Yuri, are you trying to insult ? Sorry if I just wanted to be lazy. But seriously, I had no idea! No wonder I had such a hard ti finding a club advisor. When they asked what the purpose of the club was, I just gave an honest answer!
Though … I didn’t expect Yuri to be not just a gar, but soone who wanted to be a developer too. I fidgeted with my fingers. I couldn’t bring myself to look her in the eyes. My heart was pounding in my chest.
I opened my mouth:
“Y-Yuri… can I help you with the ga you’re making?”
“Of course?”
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