[Character: Ayumi Kobayashi]

[Charm: 5]

【pass】

It is worthy of being a real game, and it attaches great importance to appearance.

Toru Watanabe put away the panel and walked to the window under the club building.

"On Friday, April 25th, the Wind Club will perform in the auditorium, and teachers and students are welcome to !!"

"The photography department is in urgent need of models, free photography !!"

"Call for Essays for the Journals of the Ministry of Literature and Art!! It can be sent directly to the Ministry of Literature and Art, or submitted by mailbox. E-mail: ******"

Toru Watanabe skimmed through the flyers for these events to see which clubs were still hiring.

"Sway your youth, strengthen your physique, the track and field department welcomes you to join!"

"The football club is waiting for you!! Let me tell you: there is a cute female manager!! ”

"There are two tuba blowers in the wind club, boys are preferred, and no instrumental experience is required! The goal of this club is the Tokyo Contest, so please don't waste your time! ”

Judging from the information in this window, the wind club is 100% an inspirational and enthusiastic club for high school students.

At four o'clock in the morning in Tokyo, practicing alone in the sunset, tears of joy or regret or remorse on the field...... Toru Watanabe already sees their future.

It sounds like that's what youth should look like.

It's a pity that although Toru Watanabe was born in the countryside, his strength is completely inadequate, and even if he can endure the bulkiness of the instrument, it is a question of whether he can play a tune in its entirety, no, whether he can blow the sound.

He's not going to drag his feet.

"Human Observation, recruits.

Activities: Observe human beings;

Activity time: all the time;

Member requirements: quiet, not keen on communication, with the habit of leaving early is preferred. ”

Although he had not read the student handbook issued by the school, and he was not aware of the relevant regulations on the creation of clubs in Chapter 3 of Part 5 of the manual, Toru Watanabe dared to assure that this Human Observation Department would definitely not be in line with any school spirit.

Could it be a fan club?

A club is a "non-governmental organization" that does not meet the requirements for the establishment of a club and does not have a student union fund, and relies on love to generate electricity.

Anyway, let's go and see it first, I can't do anything by self-imagination all the time.

Toru Watanabe glanced at as he turned around, remembering the address of the Human Observation Department's floor.

At noon, there were very few people in the club building, but when I passed the third floor, I heard a commotion coming from a classroom at the top of the staircase.

On the fifth floor of the club building, the most corner is the activity classroom of the Human Observation Department.

Toru Watanabe knocked on the door three times, and someone inside said please come in, so he pushed the door in.

The classrooms are spacious, but the space left for movement is cramped—surrounded by chests, spare desks and chairs, cupboards, and even a discolored globe.

In the remaining space, a long table is placed, one end of which is pressed against the wall to save as much space as possible.

A young girl sat at the very far side of the long table by the window, writing something, and in her hand, there was a well-organized lunch box.

"Human Observation?" Toru Watanabe asked.

"Yes." The girl continued to bow her head and write.

"Kind-spirited clubs? Formal societies? ”

"Society."

"Can I leave early?"

"Yes."

"Can you join now?"

The other party raised his head, and at this time, the two people who had been talking to each other finally saw each other's appearances clearly.

The girl wore a white shirt with a spring beige knit sweater over it, and the neckline bow was not as loose as other girls, and it was very neatly tied.

His face, which was as beautiful as cherry blossoms blown in by the wind by the white screen, and his long shoulder-length hair was black and shiny, reminded Toru Watanabe of a broken 0.5mm refill in math class.

The waist is slender and the chest is small.

Almost subconsciously, Toru Watanabe used [Probe].

[Character: Rin Kiyono]

[Age: 15 years old]

[Intelligence: 8]

[Charm: 9]

[Stamina: 3]

[Intelligence: I'm observing all kinds of humans, but I'm not very interested in it, I just don't like to do it.] I hate liars, I hate people who talk a lot. 】

[No communication record, can be taught]

Toru Watanabe was a little surprised.

Although his charm is only eight o'clock, not counting on TV, he has not met a handsome man than him in real life - it has something to do with his small circle.

This girl named Rin Kiyono actually has a beauty that is close to the limit of human beings.

"It's the first time I've seen a boy in this school who dares to stare at me like this." The corners of Kiyono Rin's mouth rose slightly, and there was not the slightest smile, only contempt and mockery.

Even so, her small cherry lips make people feel comfortable.

"I'm sorry." Toru Watanabe looked across the [panel] and looked at the other party squarely.

With the mentality of saying something good if you want someone, he continued: "It's the first time I've seen such a good-looking person as Kiyono-san, and I'm accidentally fascinated. ”

After hearing this, Rin Kiyono put his hand on his chin and pondered.

Toru Watanabe put the excuse of "you are so beautiful, I heard your name from a friend", and then thought that since the matter of the club was solved so quickly, he would go to the library to sleep later, or go directly to Koizumi-sensei and report that he had joined the club.

"You like men?"

"You...... Say what? Toru Watanabe changed his words in time and looked at the girl in front of him in surprise.

Met a rotten girl?

The so-called Human Observation Department actually analyzes the boys in the whole school, mentally pairs them, and then observes them while gaining psychological self-satisfaction?

Kiyono Rin ignored Toru Watanabe's expression, and his tone became heavier: "Answer me." ”

"I don't like it." Toru Watanabe said.

The girl fell into deep thought again, this time it was much longer than before, and although the rest was fine, Toru Watanabe didn't intend to waste time waiting.

He said, "If I'm sure I can leave early, I'd like to join the club now." ”

As for whether the Human Observation Department is a concentration camp for rotten women, who is going to be paired with whom, it has nothing to do with him, anyway, he has to leave early, and joining the society is just a name.

"Yes." Rin Kiyono raised her small face that had returned to her usual and nodded, "Although you are a man who likes to lie, you have the value of being observed, so you are allowed to join for the time being." This is the application form. ”

"I really don't like men." This is the only thing that Toru Watanabe hopes everyone will remember.

Rin Kiyono lost interest in Toru Watanabe, picked up the pen and started writing again: "It's okay to leave early, but you must participate in club activities, and also, come to the club once a week, rest assured, it won't take too long." ”

"Club activities?"

"At present, I am submitting an article to the Ministry of Literature and Art, and the time is before school this Friday."

"What does this have to do with human observation? Also, I'm not good at writing articles. ”

Kiyono Rin didn't raise his head, and said coldly: "If you're not good at articles, I'll write a withdrawal application." ”

I haven't joined the company yet...... Toru Watanabe looked at the blank application form in his hand.

Forget it, it doesn't say that the submission has to be accepted, just take the time to write it, it's much better than wasting two precious hours on joining other clubs.

After Toru Watanabe finished filling out the application form, he looked up and saw that Rin Kiyono was still writing seriously, so he left it on his desk and left the activity room.

He walked straight to the library and didn't sleep.

"Is there any journal of the Literature and Art Society from previous years?" Toru Watanabe asked in a low voice to the librarian on duty today.

"Wait a minute, I'll check it out for you."

"Thank you."

After a while, the librarian looked away from the computer: "Area D, from the bottom of the second row of bookshelves from the left. ”

Toru Watanabe thanked again.

There are a lot of magazines, and it seems that there is a historical tradition of publishing one every year, probably.

Toru Watanabe flipped through the pages at random, found an article about a sophomore observing the new students, and then sorted out its overall structure, and afterwards wrote an article about the new students observing the old students.

It will definitely not work to hand it in like this, he just glanced at the notice of the Literature and Art Society, and asked for a lot of words.

You have to fill the text with a little flowery and esoteric vocabulary, and write two haiku that imagine the future and miss the past.

After sorting out his thoughts in his mind, Toru Watanabe gradually became sleepy. Looking back at the ancient clock on the wall of the library, there was still half an hour before the first class in the afternoon, he pushed the journal aside and took a nap on the table.

As for whether the submission will be accepted or whether it can be published in the journal, he has no hope and does not care about it.

The warm spring breeze in late April, occasionally crossing Biantoru's cheeks with the footer of the uncompacted editorial magazine, would change to a more comfortable sleeping position.