"Everyone can go back and make a list of the things you need. In the early stages, mainly prepare fresh water, tents, high-calorie food, waterproof backpacks, swimsuits, and toiletries. You can also bring some entertainment items as appropriate..."
Kitahara Makoto softly imparted his experience of survival on a deserted island.
Having personally experienced survival on a deserted island, he knew that every item on it was essential for survival.
"Wait a minute." Kita Ikuyo couldn't help but retort, "Isn't there something strange mixed in there?"
Kitahara Makoto raised an eyebrow:
"What's strange about it?"
"Swimsuits are super strange, okay!"
Ijichi Nijika couldn't help but retort:
"Everyone is going on an adventure in the Otherworld, not a vacation. There's no need to prepare swimsuits, right?"
"I've already explained the situation. The landing point is in the sea." Kitahara Makoto's expression was calm, "The result of not wearing a swimsuit is that your clothes will be soaking wet, and then they won't dry."
"Wearing wet clothes will definitely cause you to catch a cold and a fever. At that time, you'll still have to take them off."
"So..."
Kitahara Makoto paused slightly, his gaze sweeping over the four girls, then he said unhurriedly:
"Do you choose to take off everything to dry your clothes, or do you choose swimsuits?"
The girls: "..."
With things said to this extent, who would dare not prepare a swimsuit!
"Of course, I just made a suggestion. Whether or not to prepare swimsuits is up to everyone to decide." Kitahara Makoto's expression was natural, as if he had no selfish motives at all, "In short, after the final exams next week, everyone should prepare their supplies, and then form a group to enter the Otherworld to refresh their physical status."
Ijichi Nijika pursed her beautiful lips, and said softly:
"Um... Should we tell Rinko about this?"
"Of course, we should tell her." Kitahara Makoto didn't care, "Rinko is also one of us, and she occasionally sends me messages to chat."
Ijichi Nijika's pretty face immediately froze: "Don't make a move on Rinko!"
Kitahara Makoto lowered his voice: "Then Nijika-senpai will have to keep a close eye on me."
Ijichi Nijika: "..."
The discussion ended.
Everyone focused on watching the Kessoku Band's performance.
After a while, while no one was paying attention, Kitahara Makoto quietly hooked Nijika's finger.
Ijichi Nijika just glanced at him and knew what Kitahara Makoto wanted to do. Her pretty face flushed slightly, and she couldn't help but glare at him, saying softly:
"Let's talk after the performance."
"After the performance ends, the store will start cleaning. Everyone will be busy then, so Nijika-senpai won't have any time, will she?"
Kitahara Makoto raised an eyebrow slightly.
"Five minutes."
"Eh?"
Kitahara Makoto held out five fingers:
"Fulfill your promise now. Nijika-senpai only needs to let me hug her for five minutes. If we wait until tomorrow, it will be at least half an hour."
Ijichi Nijika: "..."
Half an hour is just the minimum?
How long do you want to hug?
"I know..."
With a helpless sigh, Ijichi Nijika reluctantly agreed.
Clearly.
There was no way to avoid it today.
Since that's the case, it's better to get it over with quickly. Anyway, five minutes isn't long...
Seeing that everyone was watching the performance and no one was paying attention to her, Ijichi Nijika's pretty face was slightly red, feeling somewhat guilty like a thief:
"I'll go to the activity room first... Don't walk with me, Kitahara-kun, come over later!"
"Understood."
Kitahara Makoto naturally agreed immediately.
After watching the performance for a while longer, Kitahara Makoto then nonchalantly walked out of the crowd and went to the performance room in the back.
Bang, bang.
Kitahara Makoto raised his hand and gently knocked on the door.
"Who is it?"
Nijika's nervous voice came from inside the room.
"It's someone who really likes Nijika."
Kitahara Makoto replied from outside the door.
The door quickly opened.
Ijichi Nijika nervously looked around, and seeing no one else, she breathed a sigh of relief, her face flushed as she glared at him:
"Don't say strange things. What if someone hears... Come in quickly."
Kitahara Makoto walked inside, opened his arms, and said with burning eyes:
"Senpai, let's hurry."
Ijichi Nijika covered her chest with both hands and confirmed:
"You said only five minutes for the hug?"
"Only five minutes for the hug."
Kitahara Makoto nodded in affirmation.
"And only hugs, no kisses!"
"I promise, I'll definitely keep my word, otherwise, let Nijika dislike me."
Ijichi Nijika wrinkled her small nose: "I already dislike you now."
Kitahara Makoto took two steps forward and pulled Ijichi Nijika into his arms.
"Senpai, next time you say you dislike someone, please don't blush."
"Mmm..."
Ijichi Nijika hummed softly, her expression distressed:
"Too, too tight. Be gentler..."
You're complaining about pain with just this much strength? It's clearly because you have too little fat and no cushioning at all!
Of course.
These words could not be spoken, otherwise, he would definitely be beaten.
The more one lacks something, the more one cares about it.
For example, a fat person's weight, a bald person's hair, and Nijika and Kita's flat chests…
Time quietly passed, minute by minute.
Ijichi Nijika was a little nervous at first, worried that Kitahara Makoto wouldn't keep his word, that he would hug her and still want to kiss her, and that his hands would wander while kissing… But unexpectedly, Kitahara Makoto was really well-behaved today, only hugging her tightly, with no sign of bullying her.
"Whew…"
Ijichi Nijika slowly relaxed, re-experiencing the warmth and scent of Kitahara Makoto, her heart quietly settled, and then, driven by an inexplicable emotion, she blushed and quietly raised her arms to embrace Kitahara Makoto's lower back.
After an unknown period, Kitahara Makoto's voice suddenly broke the silence of the club room.
"Nijika, five minutes are up."
"Eh?"
Ijichi Nijika opened her eyes in surprise and turned to look at the clock on the wall, only then realizing that five minutes had actually passed.
"It was that fast…"
Ijichi Nijika came back to her senses and quickly said:
"Five minutes are up, Kitahara-kun, hurry and let me go."
"Understood."
Kitahara Makoto opened his arms and released Nijika.
"Eh?"
Ijichi Nijika opened her eyes wide in surprise.
"You let go just because I told you to… Why weren't you this obedient before?"
For some reason.
After being decisively released by Kitahara Makoto, Ijichi Nijika suddenly felt a sense of loss in her heart.
Kitahara Makoto said seriously:
"I always keep my word. I said I'd hug you for five minutes, and I won't hug you for a minute more."
Ijichi Nijika: "…"
"There's one more thing." Kitahara Makoto whispered, "Can I kiss Nijika?"
"…No!"
Ijichi Nijika's pretty face flushed, and she quickly refused.
He actually asked directly, how could she possibly agree!
"Alright." Kitahara Makoto showed a look of disappointment on his face, turned, and walked out. "Then next time we meet, I'll use the exchange coupon to redeem Nijika's kiss."
Ijichi Nijika parted her pink lips, intending to refuse, but thinking that their next meeting might be after the final exams, she involuntarily said softly:
"We'll see then."
"Goodbye, Senpai."
Kitahara Makoto waved his hand and walked out of the club room.
"…"
Looking at the closed door, Ijichi Nijika pursed her pink lips, and the feeling of loss became even stronger.
Even though Kitahara Makoto kept his promise and behaved properly, it inexplicably disappointed her.
(Does she prefer to be taken advantage of?)
(Impossible!)
(Absolutely impossible!)
Ijichi Nijika quickly shook her head, chased the jumbled thoughts out of her mind, composed herself, and opened the door to leave.
However, as soon as the door opened, she saw Kitahara Makoto standing outside, smiling:
"What a coincidence, Nijika, we meet again."