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Chapter 303 Just a Coincidence
"Songzhi, what are you looking at?"

At midday, under the bright sunshine, Natsumi Imokawa sat in the clubroom, looking at Jun Matsueda, who was holding his phone horizontally beside her.

"Preparing to become a qualified audience member." Jun Matsueda placed his phone on the table, and a curious girl peeked over. It was a quiz-style entertainment variety show.

Although he was only going to be a viewer of Yosei Kurusu, he felt it was still necessary to learn about the show, just in case.

"Is this interesting?" The girl pointed to the phone screen. "If Songzhi likes it, I'd like to take a look too."

"It was just so-so," Jun Matsueda shook his head. "I was just accompanying a friend to the event."

"Going to the scene?" The girl's mouth dropped open in surprise. "That's amazing!"

Natsumi Imokawa's surprised and bewildered expression was so cute that Jun Matsueda felt like teasing the girl, saying, "My friend is going to the event as a guest on stage."

"Going on stage as a guest?!" The girl's rosy lips formed an "O" shape, as if an egg could fit inside. "So, Songzhi's friend is a big star?"

“She does want to be a big star.” Jun Matsue glanced at the girl’s teeth, which were white and even, with a touch of childlike innocence.

"You've met her before; she's the one who went to the haunted house in your class with me during the cultural festival."

"..." Natsumi Imokawa stared at the ceiling and began to recall the stunningly beautiful and outgoing girl who had once chased her around in circles on pine branches.

"The people Songzhi knows are all very capable." After a long pause, the girl finally uttered this one sentence.

"Of course." The boy smiled. "That's why I know Imokawa. You're amazing too."

Natsumi Imokawa blushed, nodded slightly, and continued to look at the documents in front of her.

The young woman is working hard for the Tokyo University of the Arts. To gather material, she has recently started to change her habits—using video recordings instead of still photography, and videos instead of still photos, in an effort to get into a cinematic perspective as soon as possible.

"By the way, didn't you watch our band practice the other day?" Jun Matsueda wasn't about to let the girl, who was burying her head in the sand like an ostrich, get away with it. "How did you think of it?"

To hone her professional skills, Natsumi Imokawa has been taking photos of the band's practice sessions since last week—and perhaps apart from Yosei Kurusu, Yuka Tomatsu is indeed the last one to enter the practice room.

"It feels like we're a family when we pick up our instruments." The girl's analogy was quite remarkable. She picked up her camera and started flipping through videos she had previously filmed.

"Look," she said, leaning closer to Jun Matsueda, "Aya-chan always sings this line wrong. Last time she made a mistake, everyone rolled their eyes at the same time. That's what band chemistry is all about, right?"

Seeing the "fierce" looks the three of them were giving the lead singer in the video, Jun Matsueda finally couldn't help but laugh out loud.

A girl's soft laughter echoed in the hallway after school. "Is that so? I feel sorry for Aya-chan."

Holding the documents, Yamami Maki walked with Matsueda Jun towards the meeting room. The public announcement and registration periods for the election process had ended, and they had to start preparing for the next stage of work.

"Can't the senior student also see it through the surveillance footage?"

Jun Matsue made a waving gesture. When he did this in his room in front of the camera that day, he quickly received a waving emoji from his senior on his phone.

As the two walked into the corridor in front of the conference room, the number of people had decreased significantly, and the girl's smile became more relaxed.

"I don't watch it all the time!" Yami Maki defended herself. "I only watch it occasionally when I'm bored."

"Yes yes~"

The two entered the meeting room, where the student council president was already seated. The boy and girl naturally kept their distance and sat down on either side.

"Has the school approved the president's proposal about the ice cream machine?"

Two days ago, Jun Matsueda distributed proposal forms in the classroom, and almost all the students checked the support box. Everyone hopes to achieve ice cream freedom this summer.

"The school is discussing it." The student council president pushed up his glasses. Tsushima Kou and Seshita Yumi also entered the meeting room. The group greeted each other and listened to the ice cream plan.

"The school's original idea was that, considering the summer season, adding only one ice cream vending machine might not be enough to meet everyone's needs."

"However, if we add more facilities, we need to consider the necessity of the expenses, so the school is still discussing it."

"It doesn't sound very optimistic," said Hiromi Seshita, leaning on the conference table.

"If we spend too much money, some bored people outside might attack the school for being too frivolous and only caring about students' enjoyment."

“That’s right.” The student council president nodded. “We’re also thinking about whether there are any better solutions.” Jun Matsueda listened to the conversation at the conference table while looking down at the materials in front of him. He wasn’t really concerned about the issue.

After all, he was a man who used to only turn on the air conditioner before bed in the summer to save on electricity bills and survive on cold-brewed barley tea.

“If all else fails, we’ll have to give up. There’s really nothing we can do about its necessity,” Tsushima Kou said with a smile, seemingly sharing the same attitude as Matsueda Jun.

"That's the only plan we can have for now." Yami Maki frowned slightly, her tone somewhat regretful. Matsueda Jun looked up at her.

The boy wearing glasses gently tapped the table. "It's almost time. Yumi, could you please take charge of the next stage of the election campaign? We can talk about the ice cream machine later."

"OK~" The petite girl stood up, propped herself up on the table, and cleared her throat in front of the conference table.

"Next, we need to hold a campaign briefing for applicants. We need to prepare new brochures and related materials, including the standard format for campaign bulletins and posters, prohibited content, etc."

Half an hour later, the discussion in the meeting room ended, but the cicadas outside were still chirping. Everyone tidied up the documents on the table and prepared to leave the classroom.

“Um,” Jun Matsueda suddenly spoke, drawing the attention of the four, “I have some ideas about the ice cream machine proposal.”

"I'm happy to listen." The student council president, who had stood up, sat back down, and Yamami Maki cast a curious and expectant look at her junior.

"I've been thinking about it, and the current proposal lacks persuasiveness in terms of necessity, right? After all, there are many proposals supported by students. Even if the student council proposed that the school have four days on and three days off, everyone would raise their hands in support."

Laughter filled the meeting room as the student council president nodded. "That's right, we had our own ulterior motives behind this proposal."

"Judging from the president's explanation, the school's concern is only about expenses. I just remembered that the school's convenience store sells ice cream in the summer."

Yamami Maki stared intently at the boy who was speaking, while Tsushima Kou's gaze oscillated between the two.

"Because convenience stores are not very spacious, many students buy ice cream in the summer, which often causes the store to be crowded and affects normal shopping."

"So we can consider bringing convenience stores into this proposal. The school can let convenience stores contract the ice cream vending machines, and the school will provide certain subsidies."

Jun Matsueda's suggestion made the student council president's eyes light up. The boy pushed up his glasses and listened more attentively than Maki Yami next to him.

"This way, we can increase the number of vending machines to meet students' needs. Secondly, the maintenance and restocking of the machines can be handled by the convenience stores, reducing the trouble for the school. Thirdly, it can avoid overcrowding in the convenience stores, while they can also make a profit."

"In that case, I feel the chances of the proposal passing would be much higher. What do you all think?"

"A very good suggestion." The student council president nodded. "The specific implementation still needs some refinement, but the general direction is quite feasible. We'll start making changes when we get back."

“I can handle the specific details,” Yamami Maki raised her hand. “I was originally in charge of the project proposal.”

“No problem.” The student council president smiled at Matsueda Jun. “Thank you for the suggestion, Matsueda-kun. It’s a real shame you didn’t join the student council back then.”

"I just hope everyone's little wishes can come true." Jun Matsueda smiled politely, while Kou Tsushima shook his head slightly at the door, as if implying that the guy was lying.

The meeting, which had been slightly extended, came to an end. Jun Matsue and Maki Yami walked down the corridor again. The regretful expression on the girl's face had disappeared, replaced by a satisfied smile.

“Thanks to Matsueda-kun.” She looked at the boy next to her. “I thought the proposal might not pass, but now there’s hope again.”

“It was just a coincidence.” Jun Matsueda shook his head. “I suddenly remembered during the meeting that the convenience store is always packed in the summer, so I came up with this idea.”

"I know," the girl answered for him, "After all, Matsueda-kun has a great memory~"

Jun Matsueda was heading to the bike shed, but his route was different from that of the senior student who was going to the school gate. Before they parted, he suddenly remembered a question.

"Does the senior know that Tomatsu's house is very close to the studio?"

"I know," said Yami Maki, who often went out with her juniors. "Is there a problem?"

"So, is my senior helping her out, making it easier for her to come to the practice room to find me in the future?"

The girl's mischievous smile shone in the sunlight. "Just a coincidence~"

Was it a coincidence that Songzhi glanced at her before speaking, or was it a coincidence that she provided the practice room location?

Yamami Maki didn't know.

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(End of this chapter)