Chapter 67 - Home Economics Club Activities – Second Part (1/2)
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“……Ah, made a mistake. Have to redo this part again…”
After school the next day, Kanata and I were both in the home economics room absorbed in working on making misangas. If we were on a radio broadcast, then incident must have occurred, since there was no conversation between us.
Every once in a while, she would take a glance at me, then return her eyes back to her hands. Kanata might not mind it, but it felt slightly awkward…
“Ka-Kanata, have you decided on what you want to do in the future?”
She shook her head slightly to indicate a no.
“I see.”
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Ku, this atmosphere is heavy… Even if I wanted to summon Sana, she had already gone straight home.
“Do you have an interest in… game companies?”
“Games?”
Oh. I finally got a reaction.
“Yeah, that’s right. Since you like games, have you ever thought of making one before…?”
“… Liking something and working is different.”
She said something so reasonable!? Isn’t this the person who’s supposed to be Sana’s senior at a game company in the future?
Sana probably went home to work on her misanga, and Hiiragi-chan was probably going home after work to work on it as well.
“I will definitely win!!”
Yesterday, Hiiragi-chan was so enthusiastic when she called at night. She’s twenty-four years old, and is completely serious in competing with high school students.
“Sensei will properly teach them the severity of such a competition. I’ll teach them how real this is!”
Hiiragi-chan didn’t even hold a fragment of maturity.
“… Seiji-kun… can I get your arm for a bit?”
“Arm?”
Kanata grabbed onto my left arm and started touching it.
“What is it?”
“Size… You’re the same as Sana, pale… and thin.”
Well I don’t really do any sports or anything. It isn’t white enough to call pale, but I don’t really go outside and I don’t really do any exercise, so my arms stay untanned and thin all year round.
Funi funi, Kanata was absorbed in touching my arm.
“Are you done?”
“… Can you make a fist?”
“Eh? Like this?”
As I gripped my palms, Kanata began tracing the muscle lines that formed on my arm.
“… It isn’t strong, but it’s pretty… And a little obscene.”
“What are you imagining when all I’m doing is this?”
I would like you to stop looking at my arm as if it was something obscene.
After that, Kanata repeatedly touched my arm.
“… I got it.”
What did you get?
As usual, the model student Kanata still had a lot of mysterious parts to her. When I asked Sana about what type of person Kanata was, I was given the reply of, “Kana-chan is a normal girl?” Rather, it seemed like Sana was making me out to be the weird person for asking such a question.
With me being me, producing the misanga took me about two days before I finally finished.
And then, three days later. After school, we gathered at the home economics club and presented the misangas that we made.
“Nii-san, in order for you to not know who made which one, turn and face the other way.”
“Okay, okay.”
I turned around and faced my back towards Hiiragi-chan, Sana, and Kanata.
Well, I did see Sana while she was making it, so I can probably easily tell which one is her’s. The same for Kanata. Which means, by process of elimination I can also figure out which one is Hiiragi-chan’s. Is there really a meaning in turning around?
“Sana’s is this! It’s perfect!”
“Sana-chan, you worked hard.”
“Hehen. That’s right, Sana worked really hard—Wait, Sensei, you were just making fun of me right weren’t you!?”
“…I don’t think she was making fun of you, just treating you like a child.”
“Kana-chan. Please don’t analyze the disrespect directed at Sana. Rather, how did Sensei’s turn out anyways?”
“Hiiragi-sensei’s is this one!”
“Eh!? This, it’s cheating!”
“I didn’t cheat. Please don’t say bad things about other people.”