'Yo'.
Hm?

He offers a pleasant greeting to Makoto and continues his speech.

I'd like to interview you, okay?
What kind of interview?
'Club activities and stuff.'
I don't mind.
'Azassss! Let's get right to it. What kind of a club is the badminton club? Oh, by the way, this might be in the newspaper.
'If it's going to be in the newspaper ......, wouldn't it be better to hear it from the director's mouth?'
'Certainly. It's like you're in charge. Can I ask you about your dreams for the future? I heard that the newspaper club is asking for some kind of ranking of dream jobs. Help us out.
'Well, I guess my dream is to be a chef.
'What? That's too unexpected! I thought you wanted to join the French Foreign Legion or something. ......'
'How do you think I'm going to be a soldier? ......'
'You never know unless you ask. Thanks.

First, add cook to the list of dream jobs. This is going to take a lot of asking. The newspaper club and the readers will not be interested unless there are a large number of people to count.

We enter the next classroom and search for Yuri.
Yuri, Hakuna, and Ran raise their hands when they see me. Okay, I think I can do it.

Hello, girls of the tennis club!
'You wanted to see us?

Yuri responded with a nasty grin.

'Yes. I'm asking around for a favor from the newspaper club, and I'd like to ask Yuri, the head of the tennis club, to promote the tennis club.
'What, Comet is in the newspaper club!

From the side, Shirana's eyes flashed and she released a strong voice.

'No, no, I'm just a volunteer. No, no, I'm just a volunteer. I'm not going to join a club now. Me and Ali...' she said.

I thought I had slipped up here and kept my mouth shut as quickly as I could. I knew that if I was too public with Alina, it might cause unnecessary rumors to start up again. I had a feeling that she might bring a knife next time, so I decided to keep my mouth shut.

Wrong. I'm deeply involved with the Mariana Trench. Depth only.
''Huh?''
'Huh?'
''Hmm?''

Yuri, Hakuna, and Ran all put question marks in their mouths. All three tilted their heads. Only one of them, Yuri, had a sinister smile on her face. Oh no. This guy knows what he's talking about. He's not fooling anyone.

Hey, what trench? Hey, Ma Alina Trench? Hey?''
'Calm down, Yuri. It's the Mariana Trench. The Mariana Trench is a big deal. It's so deep Everest could fit in there. It's over 10,000 meters deep. It's scary!
'Heh? That's amazing, the Ma Alina Trench?
Yuri, no. It's the Mariana Trench.

Hakuna's naturalness saved me. Yes, say more, Hakuna, the Mariana Trench!
Ran realized something, and her expression became similar to Yuri's. Then Ran opens her mouth.

No, you're right. The Ma Alina Trench.
'What? I wonder if it was.'
'Shirana, it's the Ma Alina Trench. Ran is right.
'Ma Alina Trench ......?'

Two sets of eyes looking at me anxiously and expectantly. Cornered and with no more excuses, I confessed.

Oh...' I said. I work with Alina as a volunteer in the newspaper club.

At my words, the students around the four of us took one look at me. I didn't mean to say it out loud. I didn't mean to say it so loudly, but it attracted some unwelcome attention, and I quickly looked for Alina, and found her. She was staring at me with eyes as sharp as eagles. It was as if a beam was about to come out of her eyes.

What? Hmm? Well, that's okay. So, advertising for the tennis club? I'm just going to say, right?''
'Yes, that is correct. ......'

I realized how scary girls are.
If you ask me to write 10,000 words about that horror, I will write 100,000 words and submit them. It would make a paperback book.
That's what I was thinking as I wrote down Yuri's story on my notepad. It's horrible.
Without the energy to retaliate, I ran my pen like an artificial intelligence being overworked by a human being. I thought it was inevitable that it would be against humans. No wonder the terminator declared war on us.



'I think it's like ...... . Is that okay?'
Enough is enough. Next, may I ask what you three would like to do?
'I'm a school teacher!
'I think I'm a hairdresser.
'Illustrator!
'I see, I see.

Surprisingly, they don't all wear the same clothes. However, I have only interviewed Makoto, Yuri, Hakuna, and Ran, so it would be more difficult to cover them.
I drew the first 'correct' for each position.

Thanks a lot. I may ask you again.
'All right, say hello to the Mariana Trench too.
'No, Maria ......, it's okay. It's the Mariana Trench.

Yuri seems to like the way she treats me like an ass. She has the right personality for the position of head of an athletic club. She's facing Hakuna. I'm a wanderlust, so this is also a different direction. In other words, I was taken in.
In my defense, I decided to ask Alina about the results. I leave the three of them and go straight to Alina, who is reading in a sulky mood. Naturally, there were many curious eyes in the classroom.

Hey, Shimoheiheihei. How's it going?
No. Like your brain.
'Majiska. Since when am I a philosophical zombie ......'
''So.''

d*mn it, respond to my joke. You'll just end up being the crazy one!

'Then I'll ask you about your dreams. Do you have a dream job?
'......'
'What, you don't have one? I always thought that Arina Hiba was aspiring to be a "Chick Appraiser" who can distinguish between male and female chicks. ......'
'Three days later . . you're feeding crayfish in the pond.'
'Remember me every time you see a crawfish. I'll find you and curse you from the afterlife.

Alina awkwardly returned to her reading, expecting another barb. I tried to talk to her, "Hey, I'm not finished yet," but she ignored me.
My ears caught the slightest whisper.

I heard her say, "I did my best for you, Alina..." I thought she was...?

I looked back at my comment and realized that I had stepped on a land mine.

'Aaaaahhhh!
'Hey, what's the fuss?
'Aaah!
'Shut up. I'll cut your aorta.'
'Yes...... Alina, is there a job you aspire to......'
'I don't have a .......'
'Well, I'll see you at ...... after school, roses--'

I almost made the mistake again, so I slapped myself. Oh, shit. Rose garden... that sounds so bad. I'm done saying this. I don't know what kind of fantasies the listeners will have when they hear me and Alina in the rose garden. The only way is to slip into a dream like in a certain movie and plant or rewrite memories.

See you in 10 years. ......

What am I saying? You're from the future. Alina's face was plastered with incomprehension. I can't help it. I don't get it either. Where the hell is the solution? Why is there no solution to this equation? Tell me, Einstein.
I bumped into Makoto in the hallway as I left the classroom.

Comet.
Don't combine 'o' and 'comet. It sounds like 'sewage' to me now.
'What's wrong with ......?'
'What's the matter with you, ......?'
'I don't know why, looking at Comet now, I have a sense of d j vu. ......
'Stop it, Makoto! Don't recall bitter memories!

Makoto had a flashback to the time he confessed his feelings to Alina. She groaned and went back to her classroom, holding her stomach. You must have been traumatized a lot, you know.