I Quit the Going-Home Club for a Girl with a Venomous Tongue

The Rose Blooms in Displeasure

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After classes, all that was left was cleaning and then to go home.
Sakaki Sui’s only job after school was cleaning.
Once that’s over, I was free to go home.
Why is it that I’m free? That’s because I’m part of the best club in the country, the Going-Home Club.

Why is it that I can say that it’s the best in the country? For everyone in the world, it’s a hard question that would have anyone struggling, but the answer is simple.
We simply have pride as a member of the Going-Home Club.
The size of that pride is important.

It wasn’t because I didn’t even take the time to turn in an interest form after becoming an high school student.
I only didn’t enter due to my own choice.
It’s just too much of a hassle.
You could say, however, that it’s because my personality is terrible.

I place my bag over my shoulder, and head in the direction of the door.

The privilege of the Going-Home Club is time.
There is more time to use for far more valuable things than in other clubs.
Do not misunderstand, it’s not that I’m trying to say that the time used for club activities is wasted.
It’s just that I think spending my time relaxing at home is a lot better.

Just like a gust of wind, Akakusa-sensei appeared in the classroom.
Akakusa-sensei was quite the beautiful person, and I couldn’t help but be charmed every time.

A nice smell—.

It felt like I would be led astray by the smell of perfume tickling my nose.
As I was beginning to drown in the feeling of having my consciousness melt away, the teacher approached me.
I could feel my heartbeat accelerate.

“Sui-kun.
Come with me for a bit.”

Grabbing my sleeve, Akakusa-sensei dragged me out of the classroom.
A slight bit of an elopement is definitely something I would look forward to, but if anything, I would hope it to be done a little bit more secretly as I didn’t want to get rolled into an argument with the Board of Education.
I would hope that she would at least wait until after I graduated from high school.
The place beside me is always open after all.

“Sensei, can’t I go home already?”

“No.
You’re just going to go sleep if you go home, right? Do something more meaningful.”

“It’s the privilege of the Going-Home Club.
Anymore, and I’ll ask for overtime payment.”

“This is a high school.
Moreover, I’m the one that isn’t getting overtime payment.”

I couldn’t say anything back to that… I felt like I was taking a glimpse of the darkness present in a tough working society.
Club activities being outside of one’s salary was something that I’ve heard before and when I heard that, I shuddered.
For a person of the working class that already doesn’t get very many holidays, they probably wouldn’t want to suffer through work without wages.
In the first place, there should be no obligations for them after classes are over.

I curse my own social status.
I would like to say that I myself am a customer of sorts, but since my parents are the ones that are paying the tuition, any further resistance would mean death.
Resistance was futile.

“Akakusa-sensei, can you at least let me buy some bread from the store? There’s delicious bread at the store, you see.
I was looking forward to buy it, but since it’ll become a battlefield due to the girl’s from athletic clubs, it’ll be bad if I don’t go fast.
Do you know? In order for them to satisfy their hunger after club, they buy it beforehand.
I’m also aiming to buy that bread.
I can’t stand for this, you know?”

Akakusa-sensei continued to grab my sleeve and did not let go.
I tried to advance, but I was like a horse that was held back by a rope pulled by a man.
Like some pathetic man from a Western play.

“Sensei.
As such, I went to try myself on the battlefield of girls once.
It was amazing.
Particularly, the ones from the volleyball team or the basketball team.
I’m certain that they will become housewives that can bring victory in the future.
Before I knew it, I was staring at an empty shelf exceedingly conscious of the fact that I was a defeated soldier.
Why doesn’t Uncle Jam change jobs to work at our school? He would definitely become rich in an instant.
I think it’s even at the level where they could make profits off the bread that Dokin-chan ends up throwing away.” [1]

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“Sui-kun.
Over here.”

I was grabbed from the neck like a small kitten and made to stand.

“Is this the library?”

“That’s right.
I think she should be here.”

“That doesn’t seem like a very confident line.
Please don’t make up some person that only exists with a certain percentage of probability.”

“It’s okay, you know them too.
I would like you to do something.”

“What do you want me to do?”

“Come on, let’s go in.”

We passed through the sliding door of the library.
It was a normal library, where a quiet space was spread out throughout the room.
It was something that I never associated myself with.
I do read, but I don’t go to the library.
It’s because they usually have hardcovers and not too many paperbacks.
Paperbacks are the superior style.
That’s why I don’t feel like reading at the library.

“Over there.”

Akakusa-sensei’s finger was pointed towards a female student.
The girl standing in front of the bookshelf, staring at a book with a frown, was someone that I knew very well.

“That’s Hiwa Arina, right?”

“That’s right.
I would like you to be her partner.”

“Is this torture!? I’ll use Morse code to send a message telling the US army that I’m being tortured, you know?”

“That girl won’t say it, but she’s suffering over something.”

“It’s her bad mouth… right?”

“I would like you, Sui-kun, to help relieve that a bit.
Please!”

Akakusa-sensei appealed to me by putting both my hands together.
I felt like she was like a Buddha statue that would be given prayers within a shrine.
If she had a donation box, I would definitely had put in my 10-yen.

By the way, Akakusa-sensei was a beautiful person.

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A man that could refuse a request from a beautiful girl would be in the minority.
I would be counted within the majority.
That’s why, I wouldn’t be able to refuse this request, even if the world were to explode.

“Alright.
I’ll do it.”

“Thank you! I’ll leave it to you!”

Akasuka-sensei then left the library in a hurry.
She most likely has other work to do.
The leftover bit of perfume enticed me to take a trip to the Wonderland.
I even had doubts whether she was smoking some forbidden drug of some sort.

As requested by Akaskusa-sensei, I approached the side of Hiwa Arina.
If I had to describe this girl with one phrase it would be, “A venomous rose.”

“This is unusual.”

“Disgusting.
Die.”

So… In jus