CH 37.3

「Well, it does come into fashion from time to time, doesn’t it? Comparing the number of partners you have. With the girls waiting upon you serving as medals. Those who do such a thing are mostly high ranker upperclassmen who have excess time and Sen, though. To put it bluntly, I think it’s in poor hobby.」

「Touma-san is different from such vulgar boys. He’s a pure man who genuinely just wants to have sex with the girl he loves.」

「… Just how much of a sex beast is that?」

I have a feeling that Otoha-san, who is staring at me in awe beyond exasperation, is being deceived.

「If you are interested, please just say a word. Or rather, I thought that if we took you in, Otoha-senpai, perhaps we could use Asagi-sou itself as Touma-san’s inner palace, but I decided to cease the idea because it would probably make us stand out.」

「Mikan-chan. This girl is a little bit strange. Or rather, scary.」

「A, ahaha… Shi-chan is a girl who loves Touma-kun very much, after all.」

「If you become one of us, Otoha, I think things will become more flexible in various ways, so I guess you’re very much welcome. It’ll be much faster if we just toss Touma-kun into your room for one night, though.」

Rinko-senpai, who leaks out some aggressive problematic remarks, pours tea from the kettle.

「Wait, Rinko, seriously stop it. I’ll be seriously angry with you, okay.」

「Ah, yes, I think that even you will be head over heels by morning and change your outlook on life, Otoha. If you truly don’t want to, then maybe you should refrain from getting close to Touma-kun.」

「Huh, what, wit, that’s seriously scary, though.」

「I think you’re within Touma-kun’s strike zone, though, Otoha…. Somehow, I have a feeling that it’s just a matter of time.」

I do think that the neat, straight, black haired Otoha-san is certainly a beauty, but I won’t barge into someone’s room without the consent of the person in question.

That’s why, it’s fine even if you don’t move back your chair and keep your distance from me.

「As expected, No! Touma-kun is banned from Asagi-sou.」

Ah, in other words, I guess this is the real issue at hand.

A boy staying over at a girls’ dormitory is abnormal.

「Please calm down, Otoha-senpai. It should be customary in any girls’ dormitory to overlook the staying over of a boy who has received consent from the girl.」

「I am exercising my authority as the dormitory (Sorority) leader. I have the duty to protect the boarding students of Asagi-sou.」

Since each dormitory is treated as an extraterritorial area, Sorority, the decision-making body, seems to also have its own security unit.

The operational cost of the organization is covered by charge cost from the boarding students (the amount is decided by Sorority) as well as subsidy from the academy.

Sorority members are elected through the boarding student election, and the security unit is chosen from the boarding students with high level.

It seems that managing a dormitory is not so easy either.

It’s just that, as far as I’m concerned, I don’t mind with the non-resistance and self-restraint policies, but I do find being treated like an indiscriminate cold-blooded murderer questionable.

Or rather, it’s amazing that no one is asking for the opinion of the person in question, me, at all.

「Well, I’m only half joking, so I don’t mind it. Besides, you don’t usually use this room anyway, do you? So I don’t see any problem in lending it to us until the inter-club tournament.」

「Lending out a room of the dormitory is way too out of the stipulation. In the first place, a club room has been properly assigned to Adept Workers, hasn’t it?」

「Ah, the club is disbanded as of today, after all.」

「Huh?」

「Huh?」

Otoha-san’s and my voice overlap with each other.

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「What in the world is the meaning of this?! In order to establish that club, just how much struggles Mikan-chan had….」

Bam, Otoha stood up as she slammed the table.

「Yeah, you’re right. I believe I know better than you what intentions Mikan-chan had when she strove to establish it, Otoha.」

「Then!」

Rinko and Otoha, who used to be classmates, glared at each other.

「Whether it was how much struggles she had to build『Adept Workers』 or how much burden she shouldered as the President in order for the club to hold out…. I knew it all.」

「Ringo-chan….」

The conditions for establishing a new club were by no means difficult.

You only needed to secure ten or more expected club members and submit a written application to the academy.

However, as a rule, you were not allowed to have more than one club.

For puny clubs whose number of members was only around the bare minimum, the decrease in club members due to withdrawals or headhunting could sprout the danger of disbandment.

There were almost no free students who did not belong to any club, which offered various favorable privileges in academy life.

This time of year, when the club related protection period for the first-year student had been lifted, the clubs were active in recruiting and promoting, but once most of the student bodies had solidified, they would return to their rivalry.

In exchange for how easy the conditions to establish a club were, acquiring one of the limited club rooms was also a competition.

Even clubs that somehow or other were established by mostly first-year students, one-third of them would be disbanded and absorbed in less than six months.

In addition to events such as inter-club tournament, various negotiations and deals were necessary for the puny clubs to brush aside interference from the outside.

「That’s why we’re going to have Mikan-chan to step down as the club President, and this time it’s our turn to protect her.」

「Auu.」

Tightly hugged from behind by Rinko, Mikan softly moaned.

The reason why her eyes were brimming with tears was because she had been showered by the feeling of gratitude by all club members the night they decided to disband 』Adept Workers』.

「… If Mikan-chan is okay with it, then I have nothing to say.」

「… Yes. Thank you, Otoha-chan.」

Swiftly turning away her face, Otoha sat down again on her chair.

「The preface has taken a while, but let’s head to the main point. So, do tell me what you’re going to do from here on.」

「Hmm, we’re going to establish a new club with Touma-kun – who not only has had sex with us altogether, but also has turned all of us into his women – as the president, and have him take care of us, I suppose.」

「Huh?」

As she turned around upon hearing those words, she saw Touma with his elbows on the desk and his hands folded as if to cover his mouth.

His expressionless look, as if looking down on others, had neither changed nor moved even an inch ever since he entered the meeting room.

It was just that a bead of sweat was running down his forehead.

」Based on the current club regulations, you see. Gathering members with non-combat class only is not quite preferable.」

「So we’re the members in charge of the martial faction.」

「Any sort of hostiles shall not be overlooked. By Touma-san.」

「If he’s on par with Ichigo-chan’s ex-that, well, I guess we won’t lose in the competition against the run of the mills clubs.」

Basically, there were no restrictions on joining or leaving the club, but only the President of the club, the top, couldn’t be replaced.

No matter how big the club became, if the club President graduated, none would be allowed to take it over and the club would be disbanded.

It was the academy’s policy not to allow any undesired factions or forces to form.

Therefore, no matter how great of a club it was, it would last only for five years at most.

If you were to turn into a senior student, you would end up deviating from the framework known as the club, so ultimately most of them would be replaced in three or four years.

「Err, so you see? When we built the Adept Workers, it was the end of the academic year, so there happened to be some vacancies in club building, but at this time of year, new clubs being built in droves, so we’ll be homeless until the tournament battle, right?」

「To put it bluntly, we’re wondering if perhaps we can use this as our temporary club room, so please.」

「… You guys.」

Uncrossing her arms and pressing her temples, Otoha’s mouth twitched.