Unable to pay off my debts, I had no choice but to become a Kamen Rider.

The club building at Aoyama Gakuin University is a separate building, a little far from the teaching building where Asano Yu is located. However, since it was a club activity, he couldn't refuse. So at 3 p.m. sharp, Asano Yu strolled through the campus.

As for how slow, it's probably the kind of slow you walk, like you know you're going to get yelled at in the office, so you walk as slowly as you can.

Asano Yu had to admit that being summoned to a meeting at the last minute was torture for a ghost member, not to mention that he had hardly participated in any activities since joining the club.

So it seems he had no choice but to give up on this last club activity of the semester.

Although he only missed a few weeks of events, as one of the few people who passed Hayami Mitsuki's personal interview, he was still quite the focus of attention.

So every time, someone would send a private message to Asano Yu, hoping that he could attend the event, so as not to embarrass Hayami Mitsuki.

The problem is that Asano Yu is always busy. He receives far more text messages about paying off debts than invitations to club activities, so he usually rushes to his workplace as soon as school is over.

Today is Friday, and it's also the last club activity of the semester. Asano Yu was assigned to the lighting group, and the group leader said he had to come no matter what, so he couldn't avoid it.

After dawdling for nearly twenty minutes, including buying a can of the new oolong tea drink, Asano Yu finally arrived at the club building.

Before he could even step inside, he heard a strange commotion—

"I really think you've gone mad. It's not too late to stop now!"

That's clearly the voice of my dear older brother, Duanmu Jun!

So Asano Yu followed the sound and found Hayami Mitsuki and Duanmu Jun in the narrow path, which was about two meters wide, between the club building and the school's outer wall.

Hayami Mitsuki, with her arms crossed, wore loose-fitting flared pants and a cropped top. The contrast between the wide pants and her slender waist made it impossible not to look at her waist.

Her long hair was first braided, then coiled at the back of her head, revealing her graceful neck.

A few beads of sweat were glistening on her beautiful neck; it was hard to tell whether it was from the heat or the pressure.

Standing before her was Duanmu Jun, who had a serious expression. It was quite rare for him to be at school, which was why Asano Yu noticed their argument.

As for the description of appearance—omitted.

In short, Duanmu Jun, who always paid attention to his public image, was waving his angry wings and looked very agitated.

"I have my own considerations..."

Even if your considerations might hurt others?

Duanmu Jun remained upright as always. Although it was unclear what he was saying, Asano Yu roughly understood that Hayami Mitsuki had done something unacceptable.

Seemingly displeased by Duanmu Jun's question, the girl frowned, steeled herself, raised her head, took a step forward, and retorted:

"If we don't do this, the mysteries that plague us will only multiply!"

"Then I also disagree with creating more problems in order to solve one!"

Duanmu Jun also argued his case logically, and the argument between the two seemed unlikely to end anytime soon, so Asano Yu waited by the wall.

"Didn't I already tell you I would handle it properly? And it's all fake, you understand? They're actors! The extras are just amateurs, is that so hard to understand?"

It's not hard to hear a sense of helplessness in her words, which makes it difficult to communicate, and her tone has also weakened.

Even so, Duanmu Jun remained aggressive:

"You're not a child anymore. You should know how dangerous it is to add uncontrollable factors in this situation! Besides, can you guarantee that nothing unexpected will happen?"

As expected of someone from the Duanmu family, Duanmu Jun made Hayami Mitsuki lower her head and rub her arm with her hand, revealing a rather troubled expression with just one sentence.

"It's up to you, come or not, I'll go anyway. Even if you don't come, I'll make sure to have backup plans."

Hayami Mitsuki wanted to end the conversation abruptly, so after saying that, she planned to leave immediately. Duanmu Jun wanted to say something, but in the end, he couldn't stop Hayami Mitsuki.

Asano Yu then ended his OWO behavior by the wall and ran towards the entrance of the club building, sneaking into the club building before Hayami Mitsuki and Duanmu Jun could leave.

It seems to be related to performing arts?

Could it be that they'll invite amateurs for the next performance?

There must be quite a few movies and TV series that invite amateurs to participate. A mature company like Donghua should be unlikely to make any oversights, right?

Why was Duanmu Jun so worried? He even went so far as to argue with Hayami Mitsuki.

Asano Yu couldn't understand it. All he knew was that when he arrived at the club room before Hayami Mitsuki, almost everyone was already there, and they were all staring at him.

Asano Yu didn't enroll at the beginning of the semester, so he knew almost no one. Therefore, he could only squeeze out the little bit of social etiquette that remained in his original self, bow, greet, and then slip to the sidelines, intending to become invisible.

The club activity room is about the size of two classrooms, and there is a lounge next door. The equipment preparation room on the first floor also belongs to the drama club, so the drama club is considered a relatively strong club, which is why it has nearly a hundred members.

Because the space was large, there were quite a few chairs. Asano Yu grabbed a chair to put her canvas bag on and prepared to play on her phone until the meeting ended.

"Hello, President!"

Before he could even sit down properly, a greeting came from beside him. Asano Yu didn't look up, but listened as "Hello, President" came from afar until it finally reached him.

Hmm? In front of me?

A tall, dark figure loomed over Asano Yu, who was browsing online part-time job listings. He looked up and saw Hayami Mitsuki standing in front of him with her arms crossed.

Lost in thought, he could only manage to squeeze out one sentence:

"Hello, President."

"Is anyone there?"

Hayami Mitsuki didn't respond, but instead pointed to the canvas bag next to Asano Yu's seat. It was old and had always belonged to Hayami Mitsuki.

"without--"

Before Asano Yu could finish speaking, Hayami Mitsuki grabbed her canvas bag and slammed her ample bottom hard against the innocent little stool. Then, with a wave of her hand, she addressed the girl standing on the platform:

"You're the one who chaired this meeting, and you know what it's about. I'm tired."

She simply said she was tired, and then sat down next to Asano Yu, in a corner where it was difficult to see the podium, keeping Asano Yu company.

Left with no other choice, the vice president, who had been ordered to do so, could only begin to recount some of the achievements of the semester, both big and small, and to give a brief outline of the work to be done in the second half of the semester.

During the conversation, something about "appearing on a TV show" seemed to be mentioned, but in short, Asano Yu couldn't listen carefully at all.

Because Hayami Mitsuki sat beside him with her hands in her pockets and a serious expression, like an unshakeable Buddha.

Her face was dark, most likely because of the argument she had just had with Duanmu Jun; it seemed things wouldn't be good for a while.

She's going to have dinner and go shopping with Asano Yu later, and then go to the movies. It doesn't look like she'll be having a proper date at all!