What would be a department in a department activity?
It is precisely our own castle for the members.
What enrichment have you had in your time with your companions?
However, it is truly regrettable that the number of classrooms in the school is limited and that there is no guarantee anywhere that a department will be available for all departmental activities.
If the number of departments is higher than the number of classrooms that can be turned to the room, the activities of the unaccompanied department will shed tears.
And often, it's the weak spots with low track records and small numbers of members that get the worry.
The same is true of Higashimiya South High School, which I attend.
A number of weak spots are unable to secure their own rooms and are lamenting their plight.
In the meantime, even though it was a sorority, not even a weak part, there was an organization that set up a castle of its own.
The name is also "Sorority for Historical Studies". It's a difficult rhetoric somewhere, but it's finally a sorority for history lovers to get together.
And what to hide, it was also a sorority in which I was enrolled.
The members are me and the other one in front of me.
A girl with good eyeglasses, nestled in a picturesque expression of displeasure.
Yes, she is Sane (Sagusa) Fengka Senior, a sorority president who has achieved such feats as winning a club room without a department.
"It's late, comrade Hasegawa. I thought you were tired of waiting."
Senior Mitsui is most dissatisfied with the opening against me for opening the meeting room.
Pugh, and swollen cheeks, kind of cute.
I may be careless when I'm being scolded, but I get that feeling.
"Excuse me, seniors. Hey, I need you in the library..."
"Mm, in the library?
To my clarification, Senior Mie's face turns from an unsatisfactory look to an astonishing one.
"What's in the library? Materials will suffice in this chamber."
That's what I said, Senior Mitsubishi looking around the meeting room.
Indeed, as Senior Mitsui put it, the meeting room was cramped and overflowed with all historical materials, both East and West, ancient and present.
Horribly, all of this vast dossier is personal property brought in by Senior Mitsubishi.
… but many of the contents are too professional and lay high inside.
I often sneak out to rent books in the library for easier materials.
Yeah. Don't tell Senior Mitsui.
"No, I borrowed a different book from a history book today."
That said, I take three books out of my bag.
I can't show my friends in my class because they can make fun of me or seem weird......
I don't care about anything other than history, I can make it look like Senior Mitsubishi without worries.
"Hmm?..." Kokuro, "" Mai Himei, "" Human Disqualification "? What is it, comrade Hasegawa? You're not planning on bringing this room back to the Literature and Arts department room, are you?
With his eyes narrowed, Senior Mitsubishi, who read the book's title, makes such remarks.
Yes, it seems that this room was previously the room of the Literature and Arts Department.
I don't know about jewelry, but last year, Mitsubishi, who was a freshman at the time, said he had been plundered by the Ministry of Arts and Culture... Gohon, he gave it to me.
"No way, I don't have that ambition, and I'm not a hobby at all."
"Hmm, you know what? I love the bottom line."
Senior Mitsubishi has a fierce grin, reminiscent of a carnivore.
I put the book back in my bag, smiling bitterly at the words of such a noisy senior Mitsubishi.
Then, walking over to the table in the center of the meeting room, Mitsubishi and I sit down in a pipe chair across the street from the table.
"But did you change your purpose from a historical woman to a literary girl? Except for me, I have a problem getting out of the only homosexual member."
That unexpected bitterness popped up, but nothing.
Senior Mitsui must have no further interest in my reading these books in themselves.
Her interest is in the survival of the sorority.
"You don't have to worry about that. Just wondering..."
"Just wondering, you've borrowed a lot"
"Oh, that's..."
I say it unexpectedly. Behind my brain, the face of a classmate pushed two books.
"What? You look unusual and troubled."
Senior Mitsui puts his eyes on the patch, as if he had seen something rare.
... me, do you usually look that capable of weather, Senior?
"No, actually..."
I told Senior Mie what happened in the library.
"I see. But that Fujido lady... Sometimes it was unusual. I can't believe she's involved with people from herself."
This is what I call a ghost cholera, what a playful Mitsube seniors.
Fujido, too, just talked to his classmates and they'd say it's terrible.
"Senior, the way you say that to a boulder is bad for Fujido. Plus, it looks like it's gonna have a heavy box corner, but it's the wrong way to use ghost cholera."
Correctly, it is an analogy of people who are usually sturdy getting sick.
Senior Mitsui flaunted her shoulders at my words like that.
"Oh man, don't tell me the details. Words don't matter if they tell you nuances."
No, it's fine enough. That is too outrageous a rambling argument.
I'm stunned by what Senior Mitsui said.
"Well, I don't care about that. The question is why Miss Fujido was so interested in you."
"Interest, is it?
"Oh, even modestly. Maybe he even had some kind of favor"
Mr. Fujido favored me or something? No way, no way......
"Hmm, the tip is still...... Comrade Hasegawa, you can see it in the book you borrowed. Literary works all deeply cut into the human interior......? The nature of man, egoism and the mask (persona) that takes care of it and lives in deception…"
I don't know, listening to my senior, I'm kind of asexual...
"Heh, seniors are familiar with literary works, too. Surprised."
"Yeah?... well, to the extent that you prefer it as a general upbringing. I don't read history books all year round, either."
I manage to get out of the way and be horrified.... Horrible? How could I have appeased you?
... No, don't think about it!
"Seniors, let's take literature courses around here and get back to the real point of The Historical Research Sorority. What is on the agenda for today?
A bright voice comes out of my mouth. So that future activities are not to be looked forward to.
"So is that. Hmm, today's agenda is………. Right, who are the best wildlings? Let's do this."
Senior Mitsui presents today's agenda.
I lean my little neck, with my hands on my chin.
"The best fielder......? Hmm, I just think of it all the time, but a medium number of people...... I don't know what to do, you're in trouble. Who's the best? Hmmm......"
"Hmm, shall I narrow down my candidacy a little? Let's tie up the warriors of the East."
Senior Mitsubishi makes a new proposal to me with his head.
"Is it oriental bondage? Then I figured..."
Set aside a beat, my voice and Senior Mie's overlap.
"" Tsujima Tsu (military god Li Jing)!
Most importantly, it did not overlap to the content.
Senior Mie snorts. "This hen! 'I thought I heard the voice of my heart.
Good, then it's war.
What we are going to wage is a war that does not involve any physical violence. Yes, it's a tongue fight.
Be prepared, seniors.
Let me tell you about the awesomeness of Tsujima.
Burn your fighting spirit in your heart.
From then until school time, in the meeting room of the Sorority for Historical Studies, there was a huge controversy of hustle and bustle.
I kept talking hot and hot, sometimes holding my fist and sometimes spitting.
Turning away from what is deep in my heart, and pretending not to notice.