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Chapter 15: A Heavy-Handed Approach for a Clingy Girl!
🕑 Added 2025-09-23 00:55:02 +0000 UTCThe Gourmet Research Society, a club belonging to Gehenna.
They hold a paranoid obsession with food that ordinary people cannot understand, stopping at nothing to pursue the pleasure of tasting delicious cuisine. If they eat a meal that doesn't please them, they will directly detonate a bomb in the restaurant. It's also common for them to use heavy firepower to snatch rare ingredients.
Their unhinged style, even among the problem students of Gehenna, is top-tier. They are regulars in the Prefect Team's detention room.
On a side note, the Gourmet Research Society has also made a name for itself in the dark cuisine world of Kivotos, striking fear into the hearts of countless practitioners.
"Gah! It's Haruna of the Gourmet Research Society!"
"Damn it, four of them are here, everyone except Fuuka of the School Lunch Club! Retreat!"
The delinquent students, drawn by the sound of the explosion, kicked open the door. After identifying the unharmed individuals standing in the ruins, their faces changed drastically, and they turned and fled.
"Oh my? Could they be accomplices who provided shelter to the blasphemers of food? Hehe~ We can't let them off so easily either Akari, Junko, Izumi, let's go."
And just like that, the members of the Gourmet Research Society chased after the delinquents and ran off into the distance.
Of course, I only learned their identities later when I was chatting with Hasumi on MomoTalk.
After the commotion completely subsided, Hasumi tied up the unconscious robot manager and took her leave first.
Hasumi planned to take this criminal, suspected of consumer fraud, back to the Justice Task Force for interrogation and to mete out the appropriate punishment, just as she had originally intended.
Compensation for the victims would be provided after that.
As for me and the students of the After-School Sweets Club, after a brief discussion, we came to a unanimous conclusion.
That was to go to a familiar dessert shop and calm our nerves by consuming sweets.
After enjoying delicious desserts with the beautiful young ladies and promising to hang out together again another day, I returned to Schale at dusk.
First, I bought a bento at the convenience store on the first floor and tried to make small talk with the shy clerk, Sora.
Then, I returned to my office, finished dinner while processing documents, and only stopped working when I felt mentally tired, entering a leisurely rest time.
Taking a comfortable bath, lying on the sofa, listening to the TV while playing on my phone as it was incredibly relaxing.
I opened MomoTalk and had accumulated quite a few unread messages. Thanks to today's efforts, my number of friends had also broken double digits. A joyous occasion.
Except for the pinned Yuuka, who still had no red dot.
We haven't contacted each other since that night. I hope I can see her when I go to the Seminar in a couple of days.
I clicked on the chat windows one by one and made simple replies.
First were the new messages from Kaya...
Kaya: Sensei, I got some very rare coffee beans today~
Kaya: Next time you come over, please let me brew a cup for you personally, okay?
Me: Okay, next time for sure.
Is there a possibility that I'm not actually interested in coffee?
Plot twist: It's mainly that I'm not interested in you, Kaya!
Moving on.
The four students from the After-School Sweets Club, my new friends, all sent greetings, each with their own unique style.
Natsu: Life is like cotton candy. If you're not careful, it will have melted away when you look again. We should cherish each day as if it were our last and do meaningful things, like exploring the mysteries hidden in desserts together.
Me: I understand. I'll make time as soon as possible.
Natsu: Sensei, you're a quick learner.
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Airi: I have a shop I really like that I want to recommend to you!
Me: Sure, let's go together next time.
Airi: Eh, then it's a promise.
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Kazusa: Hello, Sensei. This is Kyouyama Kazusa. Thank you for your help today, and I'm sorry you had to experience so many unpleasant things.
Kazusa: If it's alright, could you please give me a chance to make it up to you?
Me: Don't be so serious, it's fine.
Me: If you're planning on treating me to dessert, then of course you can. I'll check my schedule.
Kazusa: That's great. I look forward to our meeting.
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Yoshimi: Um, Sensei, I think you're usually quite free, right?
Me: Okay, I get it. I'll give you a reply later.
Yoshimi: Wait, wait! I'm not finished yet!
Me: Aren't you asking me to eat dessert together?
Yoshimi: Mmph... that's right...
Yoshimi: Forget it, then it's settled.
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What a group of enthusiastic and kind kids. After we have dessert together in a few days, I'll invite them to join Schale.
But we already made plans to meet again before saying goodbye today. Why did each of them have to mention it again?
Could it be they were all afraid I would forget? Do I seem that unreliable?
Next was Hasumi, who notified me about the handling of today's robot swindler, due to violating consumer protection laws within Trinity's autonomous district, it was ordered to compensate the victims five times the economic and mental damages.
In other words, not only did I not lose money, I even made a small profit.
My mood instantly brightened.
Me: Hasumi, I love you!
Hasumi: Huh?????
Hasumi: Wh-what are you saying!
Hasumi: Please, please don't say such frivolous things that could be misunderstood!
I briefly apologized to the flustered Hasumi.
I also passed on the good news to the Sweets Club members. This windfall could be used for our next dessert outing.
The last messages to deal with were from Wakamo.
Wakamo: Sensei, you don't have any work scheduled for tomorrow, do you?
Me: Have I ever told you that?
Wakamo: Hehe... As long as it's Sensei's schedule, little Wakamo will remember it by heart.
What the...doxxing!
"Hey? Arona? Don't sleep, wake up and see if you've been hacked."
"Sen-sei! Do you have so little faith in my abilities? As the main operating system of the Shittim Chest, how could I be so easily hacked!"
If that's the case...
I recalled the whiteboard in my office where my schedule was written.
What the...physical doxxing!
Me: Wakamo, you can't just barge into my office.
Wakamo: Eh?
Wakamo: Did... did Wakamo mess up again...
Me: Stop.
Me: Next time you want to come, just let me know. I'll try to make time for you.
Wakamo: Aah... how gentle you are...
Wakamo: Just by touching these words, my body can't help but gradually heat up, and my heart feels warm.
Me: Stop.
Me: Don't say anymore. Let's go on a date tomorrow.
Me: Hello?
Me: If you don't reply, I'll take it as a yes.
Me: See you then.
Facts have proven that when facing a "clingy" girl like Wakamo, who has high attack but paper-thin defense, you have to hit her with a straight-up heavy punch!
As long as I can shut Wakamo up first, she won't be able to say weird things that leave me speechless. This is a strategy of mutual destruction.
I leaned back on the sofa and closed my eyes to rest for a moment, calming my mood.
Then, I picked up my phone again, opened a search engine, and typed in "first date guide."
Time to start preparing for tomorrow's date.
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