Too Many Losing Heroines! - Volume 7 - Chapter Pr2

Prologue

The gymnasium of Tsuwabuki High School.

I stood on stage, exposed to the gazes of hundreds.

Yes, it's time for the club introductions during the new student orientation.

Flanked by Yanami and Komari, I nervously gulped in front of the microphone stand.

"Uh, well, the Literature Club reads books, and we also write things…"

The first-year students, seated cross-legged on the floor, listened intently to my explanation.

One could interpret their silence as a lack of response, but Tsuwabuki students are known for being serious and refined. There's no need to worry about the lack of reaction.

And now, it's Komari's turn. I glanced at her as she nervously fidgeted with her fingers next to me.

Despite her appearances, Komari, the vice president of the Literature Club, has experienced a lot and grown considerably.

Komari gave a slight nod- and then she hid behind my back.

She hasn't grown at all.

"Hey, it's your turn to speak."

"...I-I'll leave it to you."

She murmured, clutching my jacket and trembling slightly.

Well, this is within expectations. I cleared my throat and continued.

"Uh, we also submit works to <Let's Become a Literary Master!> and create our own club magazine."

Round 2 in the bag.

Now, it's time for the Literature Club's secret weapon, the girl we wished we could keep a secret forever- Anna Yanami.

Yanami nervously pulled a piece of paper from her pocket and began reading slowly.

"Yakisoba-pan: 5 stars. I recommend it because it's packed with yakisoba. Ogura Sandwich: 5 stars. It's cheap and filled with lots of beans, so I recommend it a lot. Fresh Cream Bread-" [TL: Yakisoba-pan is basically like a hot dog but with yakisoba instead of sausage, and ogura toast is just usual toast but with azuki red beans as jam.]

…What is she talking about?

"Hold on, Yanami-san, what are you reading?"

"Huh?"

Yanami blinked in confusion and frantically started searching her pockets.

"Sorry, I grabbed the wrong thing! Nukumizu-kun, where's the script!?"

"Why would I know? Hey, stop littering."

Candy wrappers are falling from Yanami's pocket one after another.

Apparently, Yanami is more nervous than she lets on in situations like this.

I hastily gathered the trash- and then I felt an ominous presence and looked up.

A suspicious figure is at the stage wings.

A girl in a track uniform with a paper bag over her head is staring at us (?) from the sidelines. What on Earth are you doing, Yakishio?

Yakishio bent her knees slightly, getting into a crouching start position.

Eh, hold up, is she just going to dash out like that?

There are no holes in the paper bag, so she probably can't see, and she's not even facing the right way. This is just a disaster waiting to happen.

"Yakishio, wait-"

Yakishio burst forth as if my words were a starting signal.

She probably intended to stop at the microphone and introduce the Literature Club.

However, with zero visibility, Yakishio smashed right into us, sending us all tumbling across the stage.

Screams echoed through the gymnasium.

As I lay sprawled on the stage, the microphone stand fell towards me.

I reached out and grabbed the mic, straining to get my words out.

"We do stuff in the club room on the first floor of the west building after school! You're all welcome to check us out!"

The gymnasium fell silent as the high-pitched feedback from the mic subsided.

I see how it is. This year's freshmen are- quite refined indeed.