My Tokyo Love Game Has Big Problems

Chapter 35 Are there no normal people?

"Then we won't bother you any more, and I hope you can find the club of your choice."

Senior Maruyama, who is a generous person, brought several people into the club teaching building.

Then he took Oki Masajun and said goodbye to Tamaki Hikaru and Aitaniti.

Looking at this bold senior, he hooked his arms around Oki Masajun's neck, and the two of them collided with each other while twisting their waists.

Tamaki Hikaru felt a little complicated.

I prayed that his health would be fine. As expected, over-exercising attracted people of the same sex. He was not deceiving me.

"Let's go in and take a look."

The senior who was at the door just now must be so eager to recruit people because their club activities are so weird.

Thinking about other clubs, it would be more normal and not so weird.

Aitaneeti hummed, she had made up her mind today.

No matter what club Tamaki Hikaru joins, no matter how strange it is, she will always follow it.

Only after-school time is a good opportunity for students to improve their relationships.

Join the same club, do club activities together, and develop the same hobbies and interests.

No matter in class or after class, at home or at school, we can truly be inseparable.

If it was done to this extent, how could Hikaru Tamaki escape from her grasp?

Following Tamaki Hikaru, Aitaniti showed a strange smile.

It's like a spider spinning silk continuously, slowly entangling its prey.

"Tea ceremony club?"

Tamaki Hikaru stood in front of the club classroom, feeling a little interested.

There was also a recruitment sign hanging in front of the tea ceremony club, and the door was not locked. Only the noise came from inside the door.

Tamaki knocked politely on the door, but no one responded, so he simply pushed the door open a little and leaned half of his body in.

In the classroom of the Tea Ceremony Club, several senior students were concentrating on ordering tea, looking very harmonious.

He looked so serious that he didn't even notice that the classroom door had been pushed open.

All they could see was the tea bowl fluttering in the hands of the senior senior, in which the milk tea with light green foam was just right.

Tamaki Hikaru breathed a sigh of relief. Sure enough, there were more normal people.

But the next second, the other party took out something, making Tamaki Hikaru momentarily confused.

The senior senior student carefully put down the ordered tea bowls, then took off her knee-high socks that had fallen down to her calves.

He raised it high and said excitedly:

"Now, let's take the last step! Filter the essence of stocking milk tea with the girl's stockings that you just took off!"

The surrounding club members raised their hands and cheered. This scene made Tamaki Hikaru even wonder if he had entered some perverted secret gathering.

Among the cheering people, someone finally saw Tamaki Hikari and Aitaniti standing at the door.

"Eh? It seems like you are a new student. Do you want to join the tea ceremony club? Then you are in luck."

"Our company has just developed this product, which combines modern stocking milk tea with traditional tea-making techniques. Try it, you will definitely not lose money!"

Seeing the ordered milk tea poured into the stockings that she had just taken off, Tamaki Hikari couldn't hold back any longer.

"Sorry! We went to the wrong place! Farewell!"

It’s bad, it’s not a misunderstanding, it’s true that they are all perverts!

Although Tamaki Hikaru feels that he sometimes has a side that prefers astringency, he doesn't show it like this.

These people, don't they really find it strange?

He pulled Aitaniti and escaped from the tea ceremony club's classroom, amidst the pleas from the senior sisters to stay.

Tamaki Hikaru didn't even dare to look back, for fear that the other party would actually come up with tea and invite him to drink it. “Huh, huh, run slower, why are you running so fast?”

Aitaniti leaned on her legs, looking fragile.

"Although the stockings milk tea is a bit heavy-duty, it doesn't mean you can run so fast, right? Or are you saying you don't like it?"

Aitaniti's hand touched the stockings on her thighs, feeling a little hesitant in her heart.

If Tamaki Hikaru doesn't like it, then should she stop wearing stockings in the future?

"No, you don't understand at all why I want to run away."

Tamaki Hikaru said inexplicably, so Aitaniti had no idea what he meant.

"Go on, I don't believe I can't find a normal club today."

He didn't believe it. With such a big campus and so many clubs, was there no club where normal people could live?

As for why you ran away just now

Sometimes, running away is not necessarily about being afraid of the things themselves, but about being afraid of yourself facing these things.

Now Tamaki Hikaru no longer prays to find a good club, he just wants to be normal.

At least it looks normal on the surface, like those clubs just now. Is Tamaki Hikari really just not interested in what they say?

He just didn't want to turn around and ask his classmates: What club did you join? What do you usually do?

He couldn't answer that, he was tasting the matcha made from his senior's stockings every day, right?

Want to save face? During his three years in high school, he didn't want to be labeled strange.

After taking a rest, the two continued to explore the building.

Now Yucheng Optical is cautious. He will wait and see at the door before talking to him to avoid being pulled in.

The flower arrangement club sounds very elegant, and it is indeed very elegant.

If Tamaki Hikaru hadn't heard those senior sisters discussing how to insert flowers into the flowers that come with people next time.

The art department is actually pretty good. In the beginning, I just painted some still lifes, some copies of Venus de Milo, and the like.

This is art, not abrasiveness.

But soon they felt that still life painting was not enough, so they brought in a senior from the mental rehabilitation department next door.

Amidst the passionate excitement of the senior student, Tamaki Hikaru also silently excluded the art department from his consideration.

Literature Club, this club is considered the most popular among the cultural clubs.

Thinking that in a club with so many people, there wouldn't be any inappropriate and unscrupulous operations, Tamaki Hikari walked in.

Then he quickly exited and closed the door thoughtfully.

They read books, they use words to express their emotions, and they use pen and paper to imagine their fantasies.

Well, because I don’t have a girlfriend or sex, I use words to express my delusions in this regard.

Commonly known as "Little Emperor's Uncle".

"No, doesn't this school have a normal club? Why does it feel so different in and out of class?"

After walking several floors, all he saw were all kinds of weird people letting themselves go. Tamaki Hikari felt very tired.

It all looked normal. When school started in the morning, I didn't feel anything was wrong with this school.

Why did his demeanor suddenly change when it came to club activities?

Aitaniti bought two bottles of drinks from the vending machine, handed one to Tamaki Hikaru, and comforted him.

"It doesn't matter. Isn't this quite interesting? Compared to those stereotyped and ordinary clubs."

"No, I'm just obsessed with finding normal people. Of course I know they are more interesting this way, but I don't believe there is no normal one."

Tamaki Hikaru was a little depressed, and at this moment, a voice sounded from behind him.

"Understand it. After all, everyone has been suppressed for too long, so they let themselves go so freely in the club."

(End of this chapter)