Student Council President wants to find a hobby

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I hurried from the student council room to the library.

When I arrived, the door was open.

 

I wonder who’s inviting me.
…… I can pretty much guess, though.

 

“I’m coming in~…I knew it…”

 

There was only one girl in the library at noon.
She had her phone on her desk and was slowly operating it by tapping on it.
When she noticed my presence, she turned her red eyes and smiled at me.

 

“Kamishiro-kun, I’ve been waiting for you.”

“President ……, what are you doing?”

“I’ve been waiting for you, Kamishiro-kun.”

“Why in the library? Why not go to the student council room as usual? Lida and Azusa are there.”

“There was something I really wanted to tell you.”

“Something you wanted to tell me?”

 

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The president asks me to sit down, and I take a seat right in front of her.

 

“Yes, it’s very important.”

 

She looked at me with such seriousness that I tensed up.
What the heck is this? …… I hope it’s not a confession, or that she’s really going to make me her boyfriend.

 

“What is it?”

“I’ve heard you say something like that.
But for me, I think the president has a lot of hobbies.
Drones, card games, that sort of things.”

“I’ve heard you say something like that.
But for me, I think the president has a lot of hobbies.
Drones, card games, that sort of things.”

“That’s only because of my brother’s influence, and he only enjoys these things on a temporary basis.”

 

That’s a lie – if you really have no hobbies, I don’t think you’d even have the motivation to do it first.
So, I wonder what kind of conversation this will lead to.

 

“So, you want me to find a hobby together with you?”

“Yes.
But before that, I consulted Umenaka-sensei, who has many hobbies, about hobbies.”

“Umenaka?”

“But the teacher was in the middle of lifting a 20-step jumping box with one hand back to the warehouse after gym class.
Shortly thereafter, he suffered a ……”

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“A 20-step jumping box!? That’s crazy.”

 

That gymnastic musclehead Umenaka might do it, but I never thought he’d actually do it.
I’m sure there’s a limit to how much muscle you can get from working out.

 

“So, in a way, I thought it was my fault for being a hobbyless …….”

“So you felt guilty about …… it?”

“Yeah, so I thought maybe if I found a hobby, I wouldn’t have bad luck anymore.”

“No, no, no, it was Umenaka’s own fault.
There’s nothing wrong with the president…..”

“Is that so? But ……”

 

The president didn’t look good, as if she cared too much.
I don’t care how much she cares, but she cares too much.
But I like that kind of healthy president.

 

“Well, I can help you find a hobby.”

“Really? Thank you, Kamishiro-kun.”

“Your smile is dazzling, President …….”

“Well, why don’t you name one?”

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“That’s out of the blue.
Hmmm……”

 

That’s quite an absurd request.
However, I couldn’t help but respond to the question.
The president’s hobbies…well, the president is beautiful, petite and stylish…well, I remember when we went to the boat race, Azusa was wearing a maid costume.
I remembered that.

 

“…… Kamishiro-kun, you’re observing me quite closely, aren’t you? It’s a bit of a …… nuisance……”

“What I just came up with might be a little close to that.”

 

“……!”

 

The president recoiled a little.

But it’s a little bit, so it’s possible.

 

“Well, how about cosplay?”

“Cosplay? I see, that sounds interesting.”

” Azusa wore a maid outfit before.”

“….
Eh! Azusa-chan? I never heard of that.
…… Mmm.”

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“Did you want to see it?”

” Yes, I would love to take a picture of such a rare outfit! Oh my god, Azusa-chan, …… but what made you wear a maid outfit?”

 

I told the president that Azusa was working part-time at a boat race track.
…… Ah, but was it right to tell her? Well, she didn’t tell me not to tell anyone, so that’s good.

 

“That’s why.”

“Cosplay is my first choice.
The rest will have to wait for another time.
…… Thank you very much.
Anyway, let’s have lunch.”

 

That’s right, I haven’t eaten lunch yet.

I was wondering if I could spare the time to go back to the student council room.

 

“President, that lunch is …….”

“It’s homemade by me.
Let’s eat it together, Kamishiro-kun.”

 

Handmade bento……!?

President, you’re really not a hobbyist, are you?

As I was mentally pondering this, the president put his chopsticks on a meatball and put it in my mouth.
…… I found myself in an ” Ahhh ” situation!