Even so, how does the club still function?
Just as I was about to accept that explanation, Minase shook her head.
“That’s not it.”
“Eh?”
“Up until spring, there were more people in the Second Literature Club. They’re just not here now.”
“……What do you mean?”
“Because Isa joined.”
Flatly. Without a hint of emotion.
In the same tone as someone reading a news script, Minase continued.
“So all the other members quit.”
“…………”
“That’s why there’s only one member in the Second Literature Club. And why I’m using this room too.”
Words failed me for a moment.
What was I supposed to say? This was completely unexpected.
As I stood there speechless, Minase took the last bite of her fruit sandwich.
Chewing quietly, she finally licked her finger—seductively, even—
and then spoke.
“It’s not your fault for not knowing, Kageyuki-san, but can I ask you something?”
“──────” Sure.
That should’ve been the obvious reply, but it wouldn’t come out.
After realizing that, I managed a nod instead.
Minase stared straight at me, then parted her small lips and said—
“What’s your ideal bust size?”
“Huh? Sorry, I think I misheard—could you repeat that?”
“Tell me your breast preference—what gets you the most excited.”
“The phrasing changed, didn’t it?!”
“You did hear me.”
“I was hoping I didn’t…!”
What the hell? Why am I being asked this?
I seriously thought we were about to have a meaningful conversation.
“Uh, sorry… What’s this about?”
“An important topic.”
“You mean disastrous, right?”
“I’m talking about the third dimension.”
“Oh…”
“Unless you’re the type who only gets excited by 2D, then that changes things.”
“Don’t just label me with some weird fetish…”
“So you prefer bigger ones? Or do you think getting excited over small ones is more mainstream?”
“Is this conversation really continuing? We are eating, you know.”
“In a way, we’re talking about eating, so it’s fine.”
“No, it’s not fine with that logic.”
“Well?”
No matter how much I tried to dodge, she wouldn’t let me escape.
Minase kept her gaze fixed on me, unwavering.
Somehow, the way she looked at me made it feel like this was a serious topic.
“Well… I guess I’m pretty normal?”
“Normal how?”
“I mean, just average. No strong preference either way.”
“So you like bigger ones?”
“No, I mean—”
“Isa,”
After a brief pause,
Minase said—
“is very big.”
“…………”
“At the very least, she’s the biggest in our grade.”
……Oh.
Huh, really…? Hmm. Not that I asked for that information, mind you.
Though, I will admit—when I carried Isago yesterday, I might have thought, “She’s way more… than I expected!” But that’s beside the point.
“Did it feel good?”
“Please don’t ask me that so bluntly…”
This was extremely awkward.
I doubt Isago ever imagined her chest size would be exposed like this to a friend.
I had no words left, but Minase remained (seemingly) dead serious.
Which made me wonder—
“Wait, do you think I’m only here because Isago’s chest lured me in?”
Without changing her expression, Minase tilted her head slightly.
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“You’re not?”
“No. Not that I’d never be swayed by that, but it’s not why I came.”
“Then me? Do you prefer smaller ones?”
Not that I’d call Minase small, but regardless—
“I don’t judge people by chest size.”
“Virgin?”
“Why do you have to dig that deep into this!?”
Sure, I’ve never had a girlfriend!
I don’t even have friends to eat lunch with! God, this is depressing!
“It’s not like I came here with some deep ulterior motive. I’m new to this school, so I just want to get closer to the people I’ve met.”
That aside, there’s also the student council’s request.
But even without that, it’s the same. I don’t care about someone’s gender or appearance.
“……I see.”
After a moment, Minase murmured softly.
I couldn’t tell how she’d taken my words.
“Then… I guess it’s fine.”
“……I don’t really get it, but does that mean I passed your test?”
“Nah. Even if Kageyuki-san were drowning in teenage hormones, I wouldn’t care.”
“I’d prefer if you cared a little.”
“If anything, it’d make me relate to you more.”
“Then I’d be the one bothered by it!”
“But if that’s the case, then Isa would be the one who—”
At that exact moment, the clubroom door swung open violently.
“—Sorry to keep you waiting, Mina!”
With that lively voice, the Second Literature Club’s sole member—Isago Natsuki—appeared.
Both Minase and I turned to look at her, while her gaze locked onto us.
“Huh!? Kage-kun!? You’re here!?”
(The nickname Kage-kun—taking the first two syllables of my last name—seemed to be Isago’s idea.)
Anyway, I turned to her and replied.
“Yeah, I’m intruding.”
“What’s going on!? Well, whatever! Welcome, Kage-kun!”
Today, Isago seemed even more energetic than yesterday.
Her sparkling, bright eyes made her seem more childish than her appearance suggested.
Then, Minase spoke to her.
“How’d it go?”
“The cafeteria was sold out! Crowds are the worst! I’m skipping lunch!”
“Yeah, figured that might happen.”
“Ehh!? Then you should’ve gone instead! Ugh, can we please stop deciding with board games? I never stand a chance against you!”
“……A penalty is a penalty.”
“Ugh… This makes two days in a row without lunch.”
(Though I did see her eating a sandwich yesterday.)
Regardless, the conversation was conveniently heading in a good direction. I spoke up.
“Want some bread if you’d like?”
“Eh?”
“I bought extra, so you can have some. Drinks too.”
“Huh…? Why? What’s the catch? Are you gonna ask for a favor later in return?”
“No? What kind of guy do you think I am? If you don’t want it, fine.”
“No, no! I’ll take it! I’m starving!”
With that, Isago practically flew into the room and happily started rummaging through the plastic bag. Leaning so far over the table that her upper body was nearly lying on it, her chest pressed against the surface—making it painfully visible.
I instinctively averted my eyes, only to catch Minase silently watching Isago.
Come to think of it, what was Minase about to say earlier? It got lost in the chaos.
“Okay, I’ll take this… and this one!”
After picking two bread rolls, Isago turned back to me with a grin.
Still in that eye-damaging position against the table, she said—
“Thanks, Kage-kun!”
“No problem.”
“How much do I owe you? Like, 50,000?”
“You don’t have to—wait, what!? How’d you get that number!?”
“Hmph, I never said yen.”
“Oh, really…?”
“I meant US dollars.”
“That’s even higher than yen right now!”
“Ahaha~ Well, I can’t pay that much! But then, what do you want in return?”
Still smiling, Isago looked up at me with upturned eyes.
“Nothing. It’s free. I just bought extra.”
“……Really? Truly? You seriously don’t want anything? Why?”
“Uh……?”
Isago’s piercing gaze bore into me.
Her expression screamed genuine confusion—like she could not comprehend my actions.
—Which only confused me even more.
“Well, I am using this room, so consider it payback for that. But I’m not keeping score over something like buying bread for a friend.”
That’s what I said.
At those words—
“Ah,”
Minase let out a soft murmur.
“────!”
Isago didn’t say anything—but her face lit up with pure joy.
And then she spoke.
“Kage-kun… you consider me a friend!?”
“────────────────”
C-Critical hit! Ouch! Massive damage!
W-Wait, you didn’t think of me that way? Oh… That hurts, actually!
The sheer innocence of her reaction stabbed straight through my heart. I nearly coughed up blood.
I was left utterly speechless. Right in front of me, Isago stood up smoothly and—
“Ehehe. This is my first time having a boy as a friend!”
“Huh?”
“Ohhh, I see! Kage-kun really wants to be friends with me…!”
No sooner had she said that than Isago closed the distance between us in one swift motion.
Her innocent expression and defenseless body pressed in until she was practically nose-to-nose with me.
“Uh, Isago…?”
I recoiled slightly as I spoke.
It didn’t seem like she had taken my refusal to be friends badly—but still.
What was this inexplicable unease creeping up on me?
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