◆
“Sa, na, da, kun?”
After finishing the first day of the school festival, I returned to the classroom.
However, my classmates, led by Suwabe-san, were standing with their arms crossed, looking absolutely furious.
Eh, what? Why are they so angry?
“Hey, Sanada-kun. What did I send you in the message?”
“Eh? That it was a huge success, so send more people, right?”
“I sent that too many people were coming, so stop sending them!?”
Oh, I thought that was a cue to keep going.
But man, it really was that busy. The sales must be incredible.
“Yes, they are. Thanks to you, our first-day sales are the highest in the history of the Ginkgo Festival.”
“Oh, that’s amazing.”
“But because of that, there are many kids who couldn't even make it around today! Please reflect on your actions!”
Ah, so that's why everyone is so mad.
Well, I did mess up there.
“M-My bad. Tomorrow, Riran and I will be the main ones handling the customers. It would help if you could forgive us.”
“Wait, Akito. Why are you dragging me into this too?”
“Well, it’s because the two of us were together that we got surrounded like that.”
Also, it’s probably because of the Dark Scarlet Thread.
The economic compatibility between Riran and me is dozens of times higher than the vermilion one. It must be thanks to that effect that so many people came.
Riran also seemed to remember and understand, as she gave a reluctant nod.
Seriously, I’ll have to make it up to Riran somehow later.
As I was thinking that, Suwabe-san let out a deep sigh.
“Good grief... It’s fine, Sanada-kun, Kuonji-san. We’ve decided to work according to the pre-arranged shift tomorrow as well. Everyone is satisfied with that.”
“Eh? But...”
“Actually, Sanzenin-sensei had a proposal.”
From Sanzenin-sensei?
Looking toward the blackboard, I saw Sanzenin-sensei cosplaying as a Nekomata, wearing cat ears and two tails.
“Yes. In fact, the rule is that after repaying the rental costs incurred by each class from the earnings of the Ginkgo Festival, the rest can be used however you like. Usually, it's just providing juice, snacks, or ice cream for a wrap party... but since everyone is working so hard this time, the wrap party will be Yakiniku.”
“““““YEAAAAAAAAAAAH!! YA-KI-NI-KUUUUUUUU!!!!”””””
Wha!? Ya-Yakiniku...!?
“We’re still a bit short, but depending on tomorrow and the day after's sales, I can take you to a higher-ranked Yakiniku restaurant. When I proposed that, everyone got really fired up.”
Well, of course they would. Even I’m fired up, so it's only natural.
“...Hmm? Hey, Suwabe-san. Then why was I being scolded earlier?”
“I was just feeling emotionally irritated.”
How unreasonable. I mean, I am sorry, though.
Still, a class Yakiniku party as a festival wrap party... I’m suddenly feeling very motivated.
“Hey, hey, Akito! Let’s liven things up on stage and attract even more customers! Let’s aim for Jojonomiya!”
“Just so you know, it’ll be a higher-ranked one within the all-you-can-eat category.”
She made sure to set the record straight. Well, that’s expected.
“Ah, by the way, Maaya-chan.”
“It’s Sanzenin-sensei, Kurashiki-kun. What is it?”
“Why are you cosplaying as a Nekomata?”
“Eh. Miori... Yakushiji-san handed it to me, saying it would look good on me...”
Ah, it does look good. Seeing such a beautiful woman with cat ears and a cat tail would be a feast for the eyes of any enthusiast.
Moreover, Sanzenin-sensei fundamentally has the look of a 'female teacher,' wearing a suit with a tight skirt. Naturally, she’s wearing a tight skirt suit today as well.
And for that Sanzenin-sensei to be a Nekomata with cat ears and tails...
“To be honest, it looks like something you’d see in a DVD for enthusiasts, y’know.”
“Neika, you’re being too honest.”
Even though everyone was thinking it, no one was saying it.
However, it seems Neika’s words reached Sanzenin-sensei’s ears perfectly.
“Ya... Ya...!! YAKUSHIJI MIORIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII!!!!”
Ah, she’s gone. And homeroom isn't even over yet.
“Ah—... Well then, Suwabe-san. Please give the signal.”
“Yes. Alright everyone, let’s do our best for the remaining two days! Ei-ei-oh!”
“““““Ei! Ei! Oh!”””””
At the encouragement that seemed like something Yakushiji-senpai would do, we all thrust our fists into the air.
With the promise of Yakiniku, the class has become one.
This class is so driven by material gain.
But I don't hate it.