193 193 About cultural festival offerings (1/2)

The next thing you'll be waiting for after your examination is the Cultural Festival, which is a major event of the year.

Since the schools Zhou Da attends invest in events held by these students together, there is also a large budget for each class, with an elaborate offering every year.

”That's why I'm gonna decide what to do with my class. Yikes!

Naturally, everyone in the class decides what to do in the class, so when that time comes, it will be natural and exciting.

It is the tree that stands on the bench in Norinoli.

I knew the festival lover tree was going to run for the Cultural Festival Commissioner, but I really had to laugh around running and winning that seat brilliantly.

”Uh, it's a cultural festival offering, but the first thing that matters is the number of restaurants is determined for each school year. In most classes, restaurants come as candidates, so be prepared to expect fierce strife in the case of restaurants.”

As a matter of course, the number of restaurants that can be opened is determined.

Restaurants that are worthwhile and capable of management practices are popular, and most classes may want them if they are bad. Then it becomes just a restaurant, so restrictions can be placed.

Besides, all hope cannot be fulfilled due to the availability of other cooking practice rooms and hygiene instruction.

”Then, please confirm that the type of new items that are likely to be used in the budget are listed in the handout print to some extent. Even if it doesn't say so, I will check each time that I think I can confirm or hold more than I can. In the meantime, tell me what you think you can do within your budget.... Well, raise your hand if you have an offer to make.”

My classmates raised their hands to the tree inquiry.

They all have shitty eyes, I guess, because that's all this event matters.

Cultural festivals are a big event for students and something they look forward to.

(Well, I spent the last year appropriately)

Zhou, who had no shards such as student-like spirituality or beginnings, also spent the cultural festival appropriately. I was also the type to sell homemade products, so I made them exactly as I was told and gave them a store number when they were in store order.

So I've seen their exuberance somewhere far away.

”Yes, yes! I still think a classic coffee shop would be nice here!

”Well, it's not supposed to be. Just a coffee shop, by the way?

”What about made-to-measure coffee?

”Look, there's a vertebra in this class... and I think it'll look absolutely good on you.”

The added words are a little uninteresting to my classmates, who look at the daylight whispering, but they don't say anything.

”Ha. I don't think I can think of anything about the budget, but the intention is good. Let's just say we keep him on the list.”

The tree meets the tree as she sends a frightened glance at the maid of midday clothes, the men who are colored by the word.

Zhou looked sinister when asked if his gaze was okay.

If you say it's okay or not, it's bad.

Even midday is usually noticeable in a way that is close to the spectacle.

I've also been told lately that its cuteness has been polished, and if I put on made-up clothes at midday like that, I'm sure I'll flock, and midday will be hard to deal with.

Conversely, the sale itself is assured as a benefit. The presence at midday is an absolute ad, and the boys must be pushing at first sight.

At midday of the day, I have an indescribable troubled grin about being put on the subject.

Naturally. I don't feel good about being made a spectacle of myself.

However, this is only a suggestion, and there is no reason to waste it from the side I said. If you really don't like midday, Zhou can only refuse.

”Well, made-to-measure coffee may be a man's longing, but think of your budget and suggest it. Yes, next in line.”

The blackboard is filled with white letters, citing classic stores such as curry and udon for haunted mansions to encourage trees.

However, rather than everyone's …, the main interest of the boys seems to be in something called made-to-measure coffee, and I hear a whisper.

”I knew Mr. Vertebra's maid clothes...”

”No, but I have the Fujimiya one...”

”No, Fujimiya is also a man. You'll want to see her made-up clothes.”

I hear you, but unfortunately I'm not willing to agree.