33 – Recreation – 1
Starting with the results, both Hestia and I passed the interview. It seems that Seol-ah’s words were true.
When I entered the club room, I felt someone’s eyes stingingly. I glanced at him to see where he was glaring at me, and he was the senior who attacked me during the interview. The senior, who met my eyes, approached me.
“You, I will watch. Do well.”
He chewed and spat in a voice that didn’t like her very much. It’s the first day, but I’ve already hated the sunbae.
“Yes. All right.”
I replied that I would obediently. To be honest, I didn’t really care if the senior was aggressive towards me or not. She went back to her seat without straightening her expression.
It is true that I ruined the interview, and according to Seol-ah, there is not much that senior can do for me. Because he wasn’t the one with the real power in the club. Besides, it’s not like I’m using her club to deviate from her, and I won’t bump into her.
After she left, Hestia spoke in a voice that others couldn’t hear.
“I’m glad we both stuck together in the end.”
“Sure. If only I fell and you followed me for no reason, I would have been very concerned.”
Her sense of self-doubt came over her when she thought of her giving up the club she wanted to do because of me and following me. I want to decline the role of a male character blocking the path of a talented woman in a drama or movie.
“You don’t intend to follow Mikhail even if he falls?”
“You said you would follow me after the interview.”
“That was meant to comfort you.”
But that’s all, and hearing from Hestia that she had no intention of doing that in the first place, I couldn’t help but feel sad. Hestia hurriedly took care of it, as if she felt that my expression had become sullen.
“Just kidding! Let go of your face. Were you so sad when you said that you wouldn’t follow me?”
“Does my face show that much?”
I remembered Seol-ah’s words that my lying skills were on par with Hestia and Cordelia. Given that Cordelia hid her unhappy betrothal from Hestia, her ability to lie might be lower than her Cordelia’s.
“… Little bit?”
“Hestia. Look into my eyes.”
“…… “
Hestia avoided my eyes. She seemed to know her answer without saying it. Still, I’m better than Hestia.
“All right. Being good at lying is not a good skill.”
“Right. I think being honest is better.”
Hestia agreed with my words that were close to desperation. She honestly wasn’t very comforting.
“By the way, would that be okay?”
“What?”
“That senior.”
Hestia was worried that the senpai who had warned me earlier would not put Gensei in me while doing club activities.
“Wouldn’t it be okay? I didn’t get to see the interview. In the future, I haven’t done anything wrong, but if you quarrel with me for no reason, then you will tell the other seniors.”
“Mikhail is bold in strange places.”
“You have to go through a lot of big things lately. I don’t really care about this much.”
For me, who got into a fight with the crown prince twice and ended up beating me up, I wasn’t in danger of being nervous about being checked by seniors in the club.
While she was chatting with her for a while, the senior who was the president of her club came out and led her freshmen. He handed out papers to the freshmen and announced that they should check their groups. It seems that there are a lot of people, so they decided to form an appropriate group to proceed.
“Everyone, please move to your assigned group!”
As expected, the club’s first activity was recreational. After forming a group with one or two seniors, each of them introduced themselves and played a simple game to break the awkward atmosphere. Looking at it like this, it wasn’t much different from college clubs.
“How many pairs?”
“I am in Group B. What about Mikhail?”
“I am also in Group B.”
Fortunately, Hestia and I were in the same group. It was no longer necessary for her to look sideways at her group, worried that someone from another group might be touching her.
I met the eyes of the club president who was wandering around and managing the club members frantically. He winked at me. It’s not that the president is flirting with me, and he probably means that he put a little effort into the group assignment. Few people in the academy didn’t know that Hestia and I were engaged.
After seeing the president’s eyes, I was convinced of what Seola said. It seems that she alone was against my acceptance and all her other seniors were in favor. Now that I see it, the way other seniors look at me is also unusual. It’s like looking at the son of the boss who suddenly came in as a new employee one day.
“Thinking about it again, I don’t think I need to worry about that senior.”
“Why?”
“Because I am a lovely junior?”
“Are you crazy?!”
Rarely harsh words came out of Hestia’s mouth at my sudden noise. But it wasn’t exactly wrong. It’s not exactly a lovely junior, but a junior with a lovely background, but there’s nothing much different.
“Seeing that I passed even after screwing up the interview like that, doesn’t that mean that all the other seniors liked me?”
“Because messing up the interview isn’t something to brag about, right?”
“Okay. You can do well in the future.”
I moved to Group B with Hestia. Two slender-looking male seniors and a flashy-looking female freshman came first and were waiting.
“With this, Group B is all gathered.”
Senior 1, wearing a blue name tag, called our attention by clapping his hands. Perhaps that senior is going to take over as our team leader today.
“Then, since all of the members are gathered, shall we introduce ourselves first? My name is Anthony Schweig and I am in the 3rd year now. Since the travel club started in first grade, this year is already the third year. I wish you well in the future.”
The skinny senior 1 started her self-introduction by introducing herself as Anthony. Looking at her name, she seemed to be a commoner, but she didn’t show any signs of having difficulty with me and Hestia. Starting with him, the introductions continued in order.
The 2nd senior next to me was a sophomore and his name was Marcus. In contrast to senior Anthony, senior Marcus showed difficulty in dealing with us even though he was rather aristocratic. It was clearly an attitude of looking at Hestia and me as she quietly glanced sideways at us while we were talking.
I don’t feel it because my human relationships usually end with Seol-ah, Cordelia, and Hestia, but most students show the same attitude as Marcus when they hear about my identity.
Actually, there was a time when I talked to the student sitting next to me during a class I was taking alone. However, as soon as he heard my name, he came out with a low profile that was burdensome. In the end, that friend never sat next to me again. He probably didn’t want to look bad on me.
This is also the reason why I haven’t made other friends yet. It’s never been my lack of sociability. Unlike Cordelia, unlike Cordelia.
“What next?”
“Oh, it’s my turn.”
After the seniors’ turn, it was Hestia’s turn to introduce herself. Hestia gave an exemplary self-introduction with great sincerity, but I honestly had nothing to say, so she succinctly stated her grade and name and sat down.
“My name is Seria von Richthofen! She doesn’t have any particular hobbies, but she does have a favorite!”
The last remaining flashy-looking freshman began her lively introduction of herself. To be honest, it’s a style I want to avoid a little bit. The school uniform that has already been repaired so that it sticks to the body in the theme of 1st grade, and the makeup and accessories that are painted to the extent that they are not pointed out separately. She was, at best, a flashy-looking Seria, at worst, she was a dagger.
Senior Anthony, the team leader, responded to Seria’s words.
“Oh, what do you like? What is that?”
“A handsome man.”
Seria licked her lips and scanned our faces. Crazy year. I felt chicken meat rise on my forearm. The other seniors are also smiling without a soul with a puzzled expression, as if it was the same.
“Yes, it could be. Uh… , It’s nice to see that open and enterprising.”
“Thank you for the compliment. You are also handsome. Do you have any girlfriends?”
Senpai Anthony tried to wrap her up somehow, as if he felt her tense atmosphere. Her magical eyes twinkled toward Anthony. I inadvertently grabbed Hestia’s hand.
Hestia dyes her beautiful silver hair muddy gold and wears a vulgarly reduced school uniform, introducing herself in front of strangers that she likes handsome men…
“No!”
“Mikhail, why are you doing this all of a sudden?”
“Hestia. I think you’d better keep your distance from him.”
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My Hestia is not like that! I almost vomited blood from my mouth just by imagining it for a second. He could never have Hestia and her friends.
There was a cry of conscience that it was not good to obsess over Hestia and interfere with her private life, but I ignored it lightly. Wouldn’t it also be her fiancé’s role to fend off her friends who might have a bad influence on her?
“It is not good to judge a person based on a fleeting impression.”
“Hestia, please. Do you need more judgment when you talk like that in your first meeting?”
“Don’t worry. Because there won’t be anything like that for Mikhail to worry about. And I don’t think that person over there would be interested in me in the first place?”
Hestia was also a good and sincere model student. Her reasoning left me speechless. Fortunately, as Hestia said, the nerd named Seria didn’t show much interest in me and Hestia. It seems that he is not interested in a man with an owner and a model student woman. I then stroked her chest.
“Okay, now that I’ve finished introducing myself, I’ll start by explaining today’s activities.”
Senior Anthony stood up from her seat and clapped. It’s been like that before, but I guess that’s a habit. He explained the schedule for the day in detail.
“Today is the first day, so everyone will feel awkward. So, we will play some simple games to get to know each other, and in the afternoon, befitting the name of the club, we plan to go on a simple trekking trip to the mountain behind the school.”
The mountain behind the school had no name, so everyone called it the mountain behind it, but unlike the name, it was quite high and rugged. The words of trekking in such a mountain made the women’s faces distorted. Hestia didn’t look too happy, but Seria in particular didn’t seem to have any intention of hiding her dissatisfaction.
“You mean you’re going mountain climbing. If you sweat, your makeup will fall apart.”
“You don’t have to worry so much. I’ll just go for a leisurely walk. We have no intention of going to the top either.”
Seria’s expression softened a little after hearing Marcus-senpai’s supplementary explanation that she wouldn’t be aiming for the top. But she didn’t look very happy.
“Let’s talk about that later, for now let’s focus on the simple game we talked about earlier. I’m going to give the first place in the group a few small presents prepared with the club membership fee.”
Senior Anthony was told again. Everyone was motivated to hear that she was his gift. Of course, it wouldn’t be that expensive, but giving a gift through a game seemed to make him focus.
“The first game to play is a finger game.”
“A finger game?”
This is an unfamiliar name. Two other first-year students were also tilting their heads as if hearing it for the first time. Is it a game in a world different from Earth? Seeing our reaction that we were not sure, senior Anthony explained the contents of the game in detail.
“Everyone raises their hands like this, takes turns explaining the person they want to point out, and all of them fold their fingers together. The person who folds all five fingers is eliminated.”
That’s right. The finger game was commonly known as the “Son Byeong-ho game” At drinking parties in Korea. I was wrong for expecting that the games in this world would be different.
“Then, shall we try a practice game?”
Already familiar with this game, I quickly lost interest, but Hestia and Seria next to me seemed to find the game quite interesting.
“Then first, fold the woman.”
Senior Anthony opened the door to the game with an acceptable gender point. After that, easy questions such as first grade fold, male fold, etc. Went round and Seria’s turn approached.
“Isn’t everyone just attacking too much fun?”
She smirked. I was overcome with a sudden uneasy feeling.
“Ummm, fold people who have never had s*x.”
And the mad b*tch. Seria’s fingers didn’t budge.
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