During the lunch break the next day, Nishino approached Takeuchi-kun in the classroom.

"Takeuchi-kun, there's something I'd like to discuss with you. Is that alright?"

"...Huh?"

Seated at his own desk, he conversed with the classmates gathered around. It was a congregation of the class's upper caste, where everyone, without exception, was either handsome or cute.

Naturally, wrinkles formed on Takeuchi-kun's brow.

Nishino continued speaking, paying no mind.

"I want to discuss something just the two of us. Could you come with me to the rooftop?"

Having skipped class yesterday for a secret meeting, the futsumen thought it wouldn't hurt to approach like this. Nishino one-sidedly increased the intimacy points by one. On the other hand, the ikemen was completely caught off guard by his aggressive approach.

"Why do I need to go along with you, Nishino?"

"It's concerning the discussion we had on the rooftop yesterday."

"......"

It seems he's planning to invite Takeuchi-kun to the Breakdance Club.

It's called 'Kenbu'. The futsumen had confirmed in advance that such a system exists.

Of course, even Nishino, who can't read the atmosphere, doesn't think he'll be able to get consent by simply explaining the situation. Furthermore, the other party is the ace striker currently excelling in the Soccer Club. Hence, it was necessary to lure Rose in yesterday.

"If today is no good, after school would be fine, so..."

"I understand."

He got a positive response.

Nodding slightly, Takeuchi-kun stood up from his seat. In response, the classroom suddenly fell into silence. Gazes from the students present gathered beneath the two. Perhaps there were not a few who entertained odd suspicions, wondering if a fight was about to break out.

Over the past few weeks, Nishino has been getting the cold shoulder from his classmates. If it were another student, it might result from not attending school due to depression or getting angry in class. His classmates naturally started suspecting whether that time had finally come.

"Thanks, I appreciate your help."

"...Hurry up."

"Aa."

Tekeuchi-kun leaves the classroom as if leading the way.

Likewise, Nishino headed towards the corridor, following his back.

As the two eventually departed, among the other students seeing them off, various discussions began to emerge, with comments tossed back and forth. This activity was particularly noticeable within the layers of the school caste, ranging from the more advantaged upper ranks to the mid-level tiers.

Lately, the futsumen has been the constant topic of their conversations.

* * *

After walking in silence for a while, the two moved up to the rooftop.

Similar to the other day, they were positioned facing each other in a corner of the rooftop.

"...And? What's the reason for calling me out for this?"

Takeuchi-kun seems overtly displeased. He has both hands shoved into his pants pockets, his chin lifted, and directs a challenging gaze at Nishino. His behavior, not attempting to conceal his emotions in the slightest, is a world apart from the way he'd been chatting amicably with friends in the classroom until just now.

"Yeah, about that, I have a favor I'd like to ask."

"The hell is that? Why do I have to be the one to listen to your request, Nishino?"

"I want you to join a certain club. Of course, it's fine if you're in both that club and the Soccer Club."

"Haa? I'm even more confused now."

Takeuchi-kun's expression becomes notably more displeased.

However, the continuation of Nishino's words completely transformed his perception.

"By the way, that wom... Rose is planning on joining too."

"Are you serious about that?"

"Yeah, seriously. Takeuchi-kun."

"......"

Apparently, his declaration of love for Rose wasn't merely a facade. Despite this futsumen's pitiful communication skills, it was expected that the ikemen in front of him would show interest. Anticipating this, Nishino had already negotiated with the blonde Lolita last night.

The extent of their relationship's progression was unknown to the futsumen. However, in a hypothetical situation where this ikemen in front of him discovers that the woman, with whom he has a physical relationship and presently harbors ongoing feelings, begins club activities with another man—even from Nishino's perspective, such a situation is impossible to ignore.

And his judgment was correct.

Takeuchi-kun displayed a level of interest beyond his expectations.

"You're not lying, are you?"

"If my words aren't convincing, just ask the person directly for confirmation."

"......"

Takeuchi-kun's eyebrows twitched in response to the somewhat irritating remarks from the futsumen. No matter how many times it occurred, he still seemed unable to get used to it. Moreover, the incident regarding the graduation trip might have contributed to his growing anxiety.

"If it's no good, I'll try asking someone else..."

Just with Rose as bait, there are probably other students willing to volunteer.

It is said that there have been monetary dealings in exchange for her contact information.

"...I got it, I'll join, I'll join that club."

"Really?"

"So, what kind of club is it? Just tell me already."

Takeuchi-kun, unable to refuse Nishino's proposal, feels nothing but humiliation inside. An ikemen like him never imagined having his fate decided by someone from the bottom tier of the class. His self-esteem is even higher than what others might think.

However, his irritation dissipates upon hearing the following words from the futsumen.

"It's the Breakdance Club."

"......Seriously?"

"Yeah, seriously."

Right after agreeing, Takeuchi-kun starts feeling anxious.

Nishino may not fully understand, but breakdancing is an extremely difficult dance. In fact, it is no exaggeration to call it a hardcore sport. Sensitivity in this dance form is a subsequent stage, achieved only after mastering fundamental muscle control and balance.

For instance, the average body fat percentage for athletes is said to be in the single digits. Some techniques require several months to master, even for gymnasts. Dance, in some respects, is more of a muscle sport in name only.

Takeuchi-kun, who is handsome and popular, had a proper understanding of this. This was because he had previously attempted it during his free time in the Soccer Club for the same reason as Nishino and eventually gave up as it proved impossible. He remarked, "It would be absurd to damage my body by getting hooked on something like this."

"Can you even dance, Nishino?"

"I've just started recently, you're familiar with the windmill move, right? Just the other day, I was finally able to do about two and a half rotations. If I keep practicing like this, I think I'll be able to do it to some extent by next weekend."

"!?"

The futsumen's casual muttering made the ikemen's expression stiffen.

The reason is simple. Takeuchi-kun gave up breakdancing because he couldn't do the windmill move well. While he excelled in the soccer club, he practiced for about a month but still couldn't overcome the second-rotation hurdle.

The main reason for that defeat was the failure to recognize the importance of the 'chair'. On the other hand, Nishino prioritized chair practice from the early stages. As a result, a significant gap had emerged between the two. This is evident in the stable execution of the windmill in the second rotation.

Or perhaps it was due to the nature of his job, where there was no hesitation in making bold physical movements. Takeuchi-kun, being a future doctor, has his skills and abilities intended to save many lives. On the other hand, Nishino's abilities are limited to handling his own private part.

"What's the matter? Takeuchi-kun."

Reacting to the sudden change in the ikemen's expression, Nishino spoke up.

While striving to maintain composure, Takeuchi-kun responds.

"H-Hee? You can dance that well, eh? Show me a little."

"Nn? Okay, I don't mind showing it though..."

Takeuchi-kun couldn't believe that he could actually dance.

Unintentionally, provocative words were slipping out of his mouth.

As for the futsumen in question, while outwardly appearing calm, inwardly he is filled with joy. Having the opportunity to unexpectedly showcase the results of his dance practice, which had been limited to practicing alone at home, he can't help but feel a surge of excitement. Looking back, he realizes that he missed opportunities to perform in the club as well.

"That being said, as I mentioned earlier, two and a half rotations is still my limit."

As he casually spoke, he took on the challenge in a New York-style approach.

And with that, he becomes quite confident in his ability to perform on stage. Moreover, he naturally becomes enthusiastic as the audience is the class's most handsome guy. He seizes the opportunity to deliver cynical lines and behaves in an exaggerated manner, completely disregarding the rough concrete floor beneath him as he gets ready to perform in his school uniform.

He swung his legs widely and started spinning around, looking very stylish.

—One time.

—Two times.

—Three times.

And now, unexpectedly, a new highest record is being set.

The gaze from Takeuchi-kun uplifts Nishino's spirits—the attention from others shakes the futsumen's heart. This could actually work. Such thoughts further propel his legs and drive his head forward. Naturally, the momentum increases, and the rotations continue.

—Four times.

—Five times.

Around this point, Takeuchi-kun's expression begins to harden.

He seemed surprised that the futsumen in front of him could rotate this far. If the audience had been the class president, she would have likely commented, "I suppose anyone could do this much, right?" and halted Nishino's movements.

However, Takeuchi-kun knows.

The current movements of this futsumen are more difficult than anyone might have thought.

Eventually, around the seventh rotation, Nishino's spinning motion came to a stop.

He stood still while scratching against the shattered piece of concrete on his cheek.

"...Well, that's about it."

The futsumen stood up and pretended to speak casually. There was a small cut on his cheek, and he wiped the blood dripping from it with the back of his hand as he delivered his cynical remarks. Thanks to that, Takeuchi-kun's frustration is skyrocketing.

Of course, in reality, unexpectedly shattering the previous best record by a wide margin, the futsumen was internally celebrating. He is currently experiencing the breakthrough that every dancer dreams of. He feels like returning to Rose's house immediately to practice.

In the end, it was Takeuchi-kun who fell completely for his tricks.

"O-Ohh? Seems like you can dance to some extent, huh?"

"It's not that big of a deal, it's just my foolish whim."

"How long have you been practicing? Have you been doing it for quite a long time after all?"

"It's embarrassing to admit, but this alone has taken almost ten days."

"!?"

"It spins, but it is still far from being presentable to others. If I could smoothly connect it neatly into a chair freeze, it might take some form, but for now, it's like a broken fan, endlessly spinning with no real purpose."

At this point, Takeuchi's mental state is becoming increasingly unstable.

He never imagined that the dull-looking futsumen in front of him would complete a technique that he himself couldn't achieve in a month in less than half the time. Despite the advantage of having a physique like Nishino's, it's clear that this handsome guy couldn't deceive himself any longer.

"Speaking of which, does Takeuchi-kun have any experience?"

"!"

"What's the matter?"

"A-Ah, yeah, sort of? I've nibbled at it a bit, but only to some extent."

"Is that true? That's a relief. It's greatly appreciated."

"........."

After saying that, Takeuchi-kun was filled with regret.

That's so uncharacteristic of him.

"I-Is that all there is to talk about?"

"Yeah, that's right. Also, regarding the schedule for joining the club, there are other factors to consider, so I'd like you to wait just a bit. Once our schedule aligns, I'll contact you again."

"O-Oh... Well, I'll wait patiently, so you don't have to rush or anything."

"It's reassuring to hear you say that. I'll try to contact you as soon as possible."

"!!"

The flow of the conversation was completely controlled by Nishino.

Some unusual topics were also mixed in.

"Alright then, I-I'm leaving now, okay? I haven't even eaten lunch properly."

"Sorry for interrupting your meal. Thank you."

"It's not like I came here specifically for you."

"Yeah, that's right."

Turning on his heels, Takeuchi-kun hurriedly departed from the rooftop.

At this moment, the after-school plans of this handsome man from Class 2-A have been decided.

He thought, 'This is going to be bad if I stay like this.'

* * *

After parting ways with Takeuchi-kun, while on his way back to the classroom, Nishino ran into Rose in the hallway. He was walking towards the floor where Class 2-A was located, after descending the stairs from the rooftop floor. They bumped into each other right around the corner.

Beside her, there's also the presence of Gabriella.

"Ara, Nishino-kun? Have you already finished eating?"

In Rose's hands lay the same lunch box set he had seen yesterday. Since Nishino had left the classroom, Rose wandered around the school searching for him. She was insanely eager to make him eat her homemade meal at all costs.

On the other hand, the futsumen who responded has a grim expression.

"...Not yet."

"Shall we go to the rooftop again?"

"........."

Regardless of whether he has already finished eating his meal or not, he is deprived of the freedom to access basic necessities. He understands the irony of it, but there is no way for him to resist, so he can only comply obediently. This is also a result of choices made by his own will.

"By the way, what's the deal with that woman?"

In an attempt to change the subject, the futsumen's gaze turned toward Gabriella.

As soon as their gazes met, the latter's expression tightened.

"!"

Simultaneously, in an effort to create distance from Nishino, she abruptly stepped back as if she had touched something hot. She naturally moved away from Rose, who had been close until just now, while holding her chest with both hands as she moved a few meters backward.

"...What's wrong?"

"Ara?"

"........."

Despite being asked, there's no response from the aggressive lesbian. Instead, she appears extremely tense, giving a fierce glare to the futsumen. It's like a cat getting alarmed with its fur standing on end. Her defensive posture is even more heightened than when they encountered her during the previous journey.

Witnessing her reaction, Rose too underwent a change. Her initial surprise at the sudden response was short-lived. Understanding the gaze she directed toward Nishino, her lips curved into a mischievous grin, with the corners of her mouth curling up in delight.

"It's nothing special. Let's focus on having a meal instead, shall we?"

"Understood."

Seizing the opportunity, Rose leaned in beside Nishino.

Unexpectedly, using a hand different from the one holding the lunchbox wrap, she grabbed Nishino's arm. Then, at a distance where their shoulders touched, she wrapped her arm around the futsumen's arm, pressing her body against his.

"...What are you playing at right now?"

"Would you be willing to accompany me? Think of it as assisting me."

"Assisting you? I don't get it."

"You did something to her, didn't you?"

"........."

Nishino suddenly recalls yesterday's events.

Including the incident where he casually brushed off the girl who started a fight with him on the way home from school.

"Fufu..."

"What's with that creepy smile of yours?"

"Either way, you don't have the freedom to choose."

"........."

Gabriella unilaterally has feelings for Rose, while on the other hand, Rose is fed up with Gabriella. Nishino also understands this as he comprehends that the blonde Lolita is attempting to position him in the line of fire to avoid the silver-haired Lolita.

And just as she said, he has no freedom to choose.

He had surrendered all the time he had to the lunatic woman in front of him after all.

"...Do as you please."

Rose, who unexpectedly came into contact with Nishino while using the excuse of avoiding the homosexual Gabriella, is overjoyed. Making the already moist parts even wetter, she leans into her crush, swaying and walking alongside him.

'Tonight's side dish is decided by the sensation of this arm,' is what she is thinking right now.

She intertwined her arms with his as tightly as possible.

Clinging to him closely, she savored his body warmth.

"Loosen up a bit more, your brute strength could break my arm if you keep squeezing."

"Ara? Even 『Normal』 would make a fuss over something like this?"

"I am not as sturdy as you are. I am just ordinary human being."

"You're making it sound like I'm a monster, it seems?"

"Am I wrong?"

"Perhaps you should ask that question again after reflecting the color of your left eye in the mirror."

"......"

Curious gazes are directed at them from their surroundings.

Even during the lunch break, glimpses of students can be seen in the hallways. The break has just started. While most students are having their meals in the classrooms or cafeteria, there are still some students passing by.

Seeing Rose, who is at the top of the school caste, linking arms with Nishino, who is at the bottom of the same caste, causes the observing students to consider it a major event. Almost as if something significant happened, curious gazes are directed at them.

"...I get what you're trying to say. Let's go."

"Aa~n. Nishino-kun, you're surprisingly forceful, aren't you? Well, I don't dislike it?"

"Shut up, whore."

As a result, Nishino's steps hastened towards the rooftop.

It's not an appealing sight for others to see.

"........."

Gabriella, in a timid manner, followed after the two.

* * *

Due to various circumstances, the scene once again shifted to the rooftop of Tsunuma High School Building B.

Having just recently spoken with Takeuchi-kun, now Nishino finds himself having lunch with Rose at the same place. They ascend above the staircase room and sit side by side on its edge, enjoying their lunchtime. Before them are the lunchboxes that Rose prepared.

As usual, it's a double-decker bento box.

At first glance, it's a completely ordinary bento. The side dishes casually packed in the lunch box are all familiar to everyone's eyes, such as hamburgers and octopus-shaped sausages. There's nothing particularly special to be found.

However, the ingredients are imbued with the pure love of a blonde Lolita, sparing no expense, making each meal worth tens of thousands of yen. She's an eccentric woman engrossed in crafting bento boxes to create the ultimate meal. Furthermore, all of them are infused with secret ingredients, including her bodily fluids and tissues.

While Nishino dedicated himself to daily breakdance practice, she, on the other hand, focused on her own endeavors. Each meal was a daily challenge. Considering the intentions behind them, both of them were in the same boat. They were in no position to blame others.

"How is the taste?"

"...It's not particularly bad."

"Ara? I wonder if it's alright to interpret that as delicious?"

"Suit yourself."

A repeated exchange over several days.

The futsumen who can't help but find it vexing to honestly admit that the food is delicious, and the blonde Lolita who accurately deciphers his inner thoughts. For the latter, lunch had already become a daily routine, an indispensable part of her daily enjoyment.

After the meal, she's planning to promptly lick the chopsticks that Nishino had just used in the restroom cubicle while they're still fresh.

Recently, it appears she has begun washing the containers as well. Impressive cleaning effectiveness.

However, on this particular day, a foreign object had infiltrated their lunch scene.

"...By the way, why did you come along as well?"

It's about Gabriella.

Accompanied by words of criticism, Rose directs a stern gaze.

"How cruel. I want to have lunch with Onee-sama too..."

"I have no desire to eat together with you."

She's someone who never forgets to appeal to Rose no matter the situation.

However, today, she appeared to be keeping some distance. Until recently, she was an aggressive lesbian who would forcefully hug her without permission. But today, there was space between them enough for one person to fit in.

"........."

Furthermore, the gaze that was solely directed at Rose until yesterday now occasionally shifts away from her and glances towards Nishino. Her eyes, seemingly observing the other person, convey either a sense of reservation toward him or an awareness of him as a member of the opposite sex.

This is not an interesting behavior for the blonde lolita who advocates her love for Nishino.

"Are you perhaps interested in him?"

"!"

Of course, the person herself has absolutely no such intention.

Her reserved behavior was solely because of fear, resulting in those occasional glances.

However, it's a story unknown to this eccentric woman, who is blinded by love.

"I see. So, you're always going to get in my way, no matter where I go, eh?"

"T-That's not it, Onee-sama! I'm devoted only to you!"

"If that's the case, then why were you looking at Nishino-kun?"

"That's..."

What came back to Gabriella's mind was the incident where she was beaten to a pulp yesterday.

She appeared composed, having prepared a new prosthetic leg, but inwardly, she was far from calm. Perhaps, she was afraid that Nishino might attack her at any moment. Last night, that terrifying scene replayed in her dreams, leading her to wet her bed for the first time in two years.

"What is it? Tell me."

"Onee-sama, that man is dangerous. You should get away from him immediately."

"I'm going to take that line right back at you."

"I-I'm telling the truth! I'm no match at all!"

"........."

In comparison to past exchanges, there was something genuinely convincing. That's why Rose also pondered Gabriel's plea. Consequently, certain things started to become clear to her. Perhaps this crazy woman meddled with Nishino-kun, she thought.

"Nishino-kun, did something possibly happen between you and her?"

"It's nothing major—just a little light workout."

"Hmm?"

Rose's gaze towards Gabriella was cold.

She never imagined anything would happen to Nishino, but still, she couldn't say there was absolutely no chance. The sight of the futsumen who was unconscious during the overseas trip still haunted her from time to time, causing occasional concern. She was a blonde lolita who preferred to protect rather than be protected.

That's precisely why she's diligently working every day toward the goal of weakening Nishino.

"...Onee-sama."

"You're truly an unpleasant woman. I wish you would just die."

"I don't want to, Onee-sama. Isn't it already decided that we'll die together?"

"........."

The muttered thoughts of Rose, along the lines of, "She's such a disgusting woman." were nothing but self-criticism, overlooking her own faults. If Shimizu had seen her murmuring with goosebumps on her arms, it might have lifted her spirits, perhaps even drawing a smile.

Watching their interaction, the futsumen suddenly had a revelation.

"Speaking of which, you. Have you already decided which club to join?"

The question being addressed was to none other than the aggressive lesbian.

"...W-What's this all of a sudden? Asking that out of the blue."

"This school offers a rich selection of extracurricular activities and club activities that are held after classes. If you can't find something you like, you can even start your own. If you aim to enjoy your student life, there is no reason not to join."

He has been a member of the club until just the other day, and yet now he boasts and speaks as if he's been passionately involved in club activities for a long time.

"It's unnecessary. My club activities revolve around being with Onee-sama."

"Is that so? But this woman has been a member of the same club since yesterday."

"Eh?"

"If you care that much about this woman, you should consider joining once."

Nishino also understood that she was into Rose. Thus, he considered the probability of her joining to be high.

"W-Wait, Nishino-kun!?"

Naturally, there were criticisms coming from the blonde Lolita.

She has an expression as if to imply, You're kidding, right?

However, the futsumen continued without any signs of concern.

"As long as you're with this woman, there won't be a need to fuss over the details, right? And if Francisca's guesses are spot on, you're in an unfortunate situation. Perhaps exploring the outside world through club activities might offer a glimpse of your future."

The way he speaks carries a somewhat considerate tone toward the other person.

Once again, it irked Rose's nerves.

However, right now, she doesn't have the luxury to openly express those sentiments.

Gabriella, on the other hand, seems to be pondering something.

"........."

After a brief pause, she gave a small nod.

Her gaze remains fixed on Rose.

"I understand. I'll join the same club as Onee-sama."

"Aa. That's good."

Internally, Nishino might be doing a victory pose.

It was a bit forceful, but the initial goal of gathering five club members has been achieved.

* * *

After school on the same day.

Nishino, Rose, Takeuchi-kun, and Gabriella—four individuals—headed to the classroom designated for the Breakdance Club. Knocking lightly on the door, they were met by a dark-skinned underclassman whom Nishino had met just yesterday.

"N-Nishino-senpai... those people over there are...?"

"As promised, I've gathered a group of people. Let's talk about the matters related to the club without delay."

The futsumen managed to gather everyone as of yesterday.

Witnessing the group lined up beside him, the club president seemed taken aback. Furthermore, with the companion he brought being a prominent figure in the school's upper caste, one could perceive hesitation in his subsequent words.

"Eh? But, u-um... aren't these people..."

"Can you allow us to enter the classroom for now, at least?"

"Ah, s-sure!"

While nodding, the homosexual guy (who prefers to be on top) takes a step back.

Having passed the front, Nishino and the others enter the classroom one by one.

The room itself is not much different from other classrooms. The school faculty lent this room, which is usually vacant, and its use is guaranteed until one year after the establishment of the doko-kai or until it is upgraded to an official club.

As everyone entered the classroom, the underclassman closed the door.

With a backward glance, Nishino posed a question.

"As promised, now that all five are gathered. Let's proceed with the discussion right away."

The underclassman, on the other hand, was terribly bewildered. The focus of his gaze never stopped on Nishino but rather on the rest of the group.

The fact that he was feeling a little deflated was probably due to a classmate finding out he was gay just the other day. He somehow felt weak when faced with the stares of others.

"H-Hold on a second. Is he, by any chance, Takeuchi-senpai from Class 2-A? I heard he's the ace of the soccer club. Why would someone like him come to such a small club?"

"Yeah, that's right. But he's going to join as a dual member with the soccer club."

"Eh? As a d-dual member?"

"Isn't that right? Takeuchi-kun?"

Facing the side, he directs his question to Takeuchi-kun, who is standing beside him. The unnecessarily light-hearted inquiry seemed as if he was trying to bring up a topic with a close schoolmate.

The numerous repetitions of such exchanges at every opportunity, even before visiting the same place, had undoubtedly rubbed the handsome man's nerves. Thanks to this, Takeuchi-kun has been even more irritated ever since the after-school session started.

"I don't know what you've heard from Nishino, but it's true that I'm applying as a dual member."

"For real..."

"Let's see... Based on the color of your collar, it indicates that you're a freshman, right? Your name is..."

"A-Ah, Atsushi! I'm Atsushi Kousaka!"

Even so, the conversation is approached with a somewhat gentle attitude, perhaps because the other party is an underclassman. The junior, being a handsome individual with a high facial attractiveness ranking within the school, also plays a significant role. The contrast is considerable when compared to the interactions with the average-looking Nishino.

Captivated by Takeuchi-kun's consideration, a blush tinted the cheek of the junior with tanned skin.

Without a moment's hesitation in his mind, delusional fantasies start to flow, telling him to conquer that hole. After all, he's a baritachi. Takeuchi-kun, too, would never have thought that he's being anally humiliated in the mind of the underclassman whom he had just met.

"Oh, I see. Well, I'm counting on you, Kousaka."

"Y-Yes!"

Following the response to the underclassman's question, Takeuchi-kun casts a fleeting gaze at Rose.

Before meeting Rose, this ikemen was skeptical about this gathering. He questioned whether she would truly join the Breakdance Club. However, he has suddenly undergone a complete transformation, and now he's brimming with enthusiasm for future club activities.

"...What is it?"

"It's nothing. It's just, the thought of Rose-chan being interested in breakdancing didn't occur to me."

"........."

The blonde Lolita had absolutely no interest at all.

Faced with Takeuchi-kun's words, Rose finds herself at a loss on how to respond, causing a slight headache. Responding with a facade towards classmates is easy, just as usual. However, she feels some resistance to behaving flatteringly toward the opposite sex in front of Nishino.

Whether aware or unaware of her hesitation, Nishino opened his mouth.

"I'm actually the one who invited her, Takeuchi-kun."

"Aah? You did?"

"Given her concern about the fat around her stomach, I thought it would be just right."

From Nishino's standpoint, he attempted to handle questions that might be difficult to answer. He sprinkled in some light humor to make the conversation a bit more pleasant. However, discussing a woman's stomach fat in public is considered taboo in modern Japan.

It's as if the gravity is incomparable when women bring up a man's bald head as a topic.

"Hahh? Why are you saying something disrespectful to her out of the blue?"

Because of that, he quickly ends up being reprimanded by Takeuchi-kun.

Why do you persistently engage in actions that disrupt the situation? He thought, cursing inwardly.

"It's alright, Takeuchi-kun. What he said is exactly the truth, after all."

"Eh? But..."

"Actually, I've been interested in Japanese school club activities for a while now."

"Is that so? W-Well, if Rose-chan says it's good, then it's fine..."

On the other hand, the Lolita in question was ecstatic to have been spared from a troublesome question.

Nishino-kun... He's always so attentive no matter what the situation... Moreover, he even weaves in jokes full of humor... How lovely ♥︎. And so on, her mind is entirely filled with flower fields.

As expected, even the dependable Takeuchi-kun, being rebuked by her, is at a loss for words.

Meanwhile, upon hearing such conversations among his senpais, the expression of the underclassman underwent a change.

Staring intently at the top handsome guy and losing himself in a mental fantasy was only momentary. While observing the blonde and silver-haired Lolitas standing side by side, something seemed to occur to him—abruptly changing from joy, he quickly adopts a troubled expression.

"What's wrong? You look uneasy."

Nishino, who observed this keenly, called out.

"Ah, no, um..."

"Is there something you are concerned about?"

Even after getting scolded by Takeuchi-kun, he didn't seem to mind at all.

That's because futsumen today is in a cheerful state.

He seemed to be in a good mood after taking part in a very youthful event of being a part of the club's founding members. Although he is destined to quit soon, his determination to thoroughly enjoy the current time was evident.

The fact that Takeuchi-kun, who holds a high position in the school caste, is dating someone right next to him is also noteworthy.

Alternatively, depending on how future activities unfold, it could be possible to continue. The futsumen here always lives positively, having lived in a world where one never knows what will happen next.

"Breakdancing requires a lot of physical strength, making it challenging for girls... So, um, I know it's rude to say this, but I think it might be a bit difficult for Rose-senpai and the transfer student-senpai over there..."

The competitors in breakdancing are 99% male. The participation of a female player in a competition is enough to make the news. It subtly conveys the message that it's not something you can casually do as a substitute for dieting—according to the baritachi.

"I see."

The nuances of the opposite sex's physique are certainly unknown to Nishino, who is a virgin.

However, the futsumen was confident.

If it's these women, there shouldn't be any problems. He immediately concluded.

"I'm really glad you all made the effort to come, but I'm sure it will be difficult for you to dance. Doing something reckless could harm your bodies, and if you injure your wrists or something, it could also impact your studies. We do some pretty intense moves, so..."

"Or so he says. What do you think?"

This time, Nishino directs a question toward Rose.

You bastard, why the heck are you so casually bringing up topics with Rose-chan? In Takeuchi's heart, dissatisfaction towards the futsumen rages. He was so irritated that he instantly clenched his fists, expressing the desire to punch him in the face if it were possible.

On the other hand, Rose, who received a challenging gaze, interpreted it as expectations for herself. Fuelled by her craziness, her maiden heart ignited. Rather than being supported, she wants to support; rather than being nurtured, she wants to nurture—such is the passion of the blonde Lolita.

"Let's see..."

She mutters in an indifferent manner, pretending to be casual, yet brimming with enthusiasm inside.

She started moving, putting distance between herself and the others nearby.

Curious about what's going on, everyone's gaze is focused on the blonde Lolita.

In the midst of it all, her petite body leapt into the air.

In a nonchalant manner, she planted both hands on the floor, only for her body to do a handstand. Spreading both hands and legs widely, she rotated like a spinning top, transferring her weight from right hand to left hand, left hand to right hand alternately. This continuous motion caused her to start revolving in small circles as if sketching out a circle.

It was a breakdance move known as 'Air Flare'.

Despite belittling breakdancing in front of Nishino, she couldn't disregard the hobby that her beloved took an interest in. Therefore, she found herself gathering information. As a trial, during Nishino's absence, she discreetly tried it, and surprisingly, succeeded on the first attempt.

She doesn't possess physical abilities that far surpass those of an ordinary adult male just for show. Considering her usual job performance, this is more like a warm-up exercise. However, the idea that the Lolita in front of them is the owner of a body that transcends human understanding is a story beyond the grasp of an ordinary classmate.

"Wha..."

Seeing that sight, Takeuchi-kun and Kousaka widened their eyes in shock.

Both of them have a decent understanding of breakdancing. That's precisely why they recognize the level of difficulty of the moves she's currently performing. In particular, Kousaka spent two years mastering it. As for Takeuchi, it remains a distant dream.

On the other hand, Gabriella is thrilled by the glimpse of panty shots lavishly on display.

"Onee-sama, s-so lovely!"

As for what was lovely, it was the black panties, worn to seduce Nishino anytime. Witnessing the vertical creases engraved in the center, a joyous cheer erupted from the aggressive lesbian.

"M-Maybe it's because Rose-senpai is petite... No, that's not the case... Even so, for her to be this stunning..."

The baritachi is trembling nonstop.

Having displayed enough, Rose's body came to a stop.

With her arms pressing against the floor, she propelled her body upward. Flipping upside down in a handstand, she skillfully reverted her body to its original posture. After a brief moment, she landed with a straight and light sound, standing upright.

"How is it, I wonder?"

"Um, Rose-senpai, t-that technique..."

"Is this insufficient for you?"

"Eh? Ah, n-no! Not at all!"

In a dramatic fashion, Kousaka lowered his head in response.

The execution of the technique she demonstrated was far superior to his. The way he treated Rose, who until just a moment ago was perceived as no different from a newbie, suddenly changes as she becomes a new potential candidate for president of the Breakdance Club.

"In that case, it's decided. Well, I suppose that woman over there can dance to a similar extent."

With a glance towards Gabriella, the futsumen spoke.

Given that he can also use mysterious powers himself to perform similar feats, he thought that she, who possesses a supernatural abilities similar to his, should be capable of doing such things. There was no room for doubt, especially considering she routinely uses prosthetic limbs as if they were real arms and legs.

Also, Takeuchi-kun's patience is reaching its limit.

As indicated by his romantic interest in Rose, it's clear that his strike zone extends broadly downward. Moreover, he has been steadily accumulating experience as a lolicon since recently falling in love with the blonde Lolita. Therefore, Nishino's casual remarks towards Gabriella also tend to irritate him each time.

On the other hand, Kousaka, whose focus is entirely on muscle, genuinely raises his voice in surprise.

The blonde Lolita's panty shots and glimpses of her belly button are completely ignored as if they don't register in his eyes.

"S-Seriously?"

"I won't dance, okay? My underwear might get exposed, after all."

"I'm not specifically asking you to dance now."

"!"

Being stared at by Nishino, the silver-haired lolita takes a few steps back.

It appears that yesterday's incident has become a lingering trauma.

The moment their eyes met, her expression twisted in discomfort.

In the midst of these exchanges, Takeuchi-kun can't help but feel a little disappointed. Just like Rose, the transfer student is also a beauty. So, if asked whether he lacks interest in her panties, he's undeniably a teenager who wouldn't agree with that notion.

At the same time, the baritachi openly expresses his joy.

"Amazing... You're all amazing, Senpai!"

He exclaims, looking at the hopeful club applicants.

"With this, i-it might actually work... No, it will definitely work!"

A cheerful smile lit up that face.