Remake Our Life! Volume 1 Chapter 2 Part7

Translator: Flowingcloud's Friend    Editor: Arocks141    Proofreader: Arocks141    TLC: Mans.h.i.+ro

“I'm reeeeeeeally sorry!!!”

Kiryu apologized prostrating on the floor somewhat exaggeratedly.

Next to him, the seniors who had been making a big fuss until a while ago also sat down quietly in a dull state.

“Oh wait, if you apologize to that extent, it puts us in a spot instead.”

As Kiryu-san raised his head, “Then, will you join us!?”

“This and that, are two different matters.”

“So it's no good!”

He hung his head down again in disappointment.

After the foul play a moment ago, I raised my objection with quite a loud voice.

I felt I must not allow that alone to happen, as I felt I would get drawn into their strong pace if I did.

By the way, the name of the circle seemed to be Art Research Society, commonly called Biken. It was originally a circle of students from non-art-related department, and it was based mainly on art-related activities by people who have fewer opportunities to come into contact with paintings and designs.

It seemed to be a circle that boasted a considerable history even within Oogei, but in recent years, it had been troubled by the dwindling member count.. As of that moment, there were five people including Kiryu-san. It was just about the number of people needed to be recognized as a circle by the University, and it was in a situation where the club room was on the verge of being taken away.

“Even so, there are many people in the non-art department who are not interested in painting in the first place, and students in the arts department are busy with tasks, and usually, they mostly don't want to see pictures. So naturally, n.o.body wants to join up!?”

“That has nothing to do with me!”

…… Well, I could understand what he was trying to say.

If this were an ordinary university, there would definitely be a certain number of people interested in painting. In such a case, this kind of an art circle would have a reason to exist.

However, this was an Art University. It was a college which made you draw pictures diligently in a.s.signments, which then became a standard for evaluation. At the very least, it was natural to want to do something different in your leisure time.

“Please I beg you! It can be your secondary club, or it can even be for a limited period until the club budgets are handed down!”

As expected, when the other side clung on to someone this desperately, one couldn't stop a little sympathy from welling up.

“Hmm, what would you like to do?”

I called out to s.h.i.+noaki who had been besides me, looking at the pictures all this time.

“Hmm, I wouldn't mind joining them.”

“R, really!?”

Kiryu-san only raised his head.

“Eh, are you sure?”

“Well the seniors don't look like bad people.”

The seniors got excited all at once. “Did you hear? we don't look like bad people she said.” “Even though we're this dubious.” “She's too pure.” Certainly, even I felt she was too pure.

“Besides, I like to see pictures drawn by different kinds of people.”

“Oh…….”

I see.

I thought students who would be interested in arts from non-arts department were a rare species, but s.h.i.+noaki was exactly that.

“Alright, then I'll join too.”

“Seriously!? Are you sure?”

“Ho, however, it is still just a provisional club entry! Which means we can change our minds later!”

“Hooray!”

The seniors cheered even louder than before.

“Are you okay with this…….”

Looking at the seniors who had started preparing for a new member party at once, it was not like I didn't feel any anxiety.

It didn't even take an hour before the Art Research Society newcomers party began.

On the hill behind the Circle building which was the venue, Kiryu-senpai already had a bright red face with a cup in his hand and was calling for a toast.

“Well then, let's celebrate the joining of Has.h.i.+ba Kyouykun and s.h.i.+noaki-san!”

“Cheers!”

The cup was held high and the feast began.

“Well, Thank you, thank you. With this I'll be able to keep my honor as a club president. For there to be such joy in this world~”

Kiryu-san was shedding tears of joy, but it felt so fishy that I could tell it was an act with just a glance.

“Let me make it clear, but it's really only temporary okay?”

“I know, I know. Yeah yeah, I understand.”

With a manner of speaking which could not be trusted one bit, he hit my shoulder continuously.

I need to watch out for this person……

“Hehe, Kyouykun…… Why are you making such a scary face? Do you want a drink?”

“Eh, what do you mean drink, if it's a drink I am having Cola though…… Wait s.h.i.+noaki, face, too close.”

A good-humored s.h.i.+noaki came in from the side.

She called out to me from a point-blank distance, her breathe touched my cheek and I was surprised.

Even as I looked closely, there was not a single wrinkle on her child-like smooth skin. I felt as though I was getting captivated by her beauty. Moreover, a sweet scent drifted from her half-open lips, and even more so…….

“…… Hey!”

Detecting the smell of alcohol, I took the cup away from s.h.i.+noaki's hand.

Clearly, something other than water and oolong tea had been poured into the cup.

“Hey Kiryu-san! This is-!”

“Hm?”

“Don't Hm me! What did you put in s.h.i.+noaki's cup!”

“It, it's water of course…….”

“Like there is a water with Junmai Daiginjoshu Hachiken label written on it! hey!” 1

Kiryu-san bailed out before he realized it.

“Should I not have drunk this?”

“You shouldn't have. Also, be sure to drink sufficient water later.”

I replaced the cup with one with water and gave it to s.h.i.+noaki.

“Hey, what's your department Has.h.i.+bkun? Imaging right?”

The older sister, who had said 'amazing' earlier, leaned against me. If her words and actions were lively, her attire was even livelier, or rather, it was very revealing.

“Ye, yes, that's right…… Umm, what about senpai?”

“Yamatomo Rika. 3rd Year Craft. I am studying Pottery~”

Pottery…… I see, so there was such a department, here.

“Uhmm, may i ask one thing?”

“Go ahead, what is it?”

“Pottery is that um…… Thing where you spin a potter's wheel, isn't it?”

As I asked with the image I had of it in my head, Yamsan answered as though she had been waiting for the question, “Alright alright, of course I knew you'd be interested in that, please wait a moment okay.”

As she put the cup on the desk and got up quickly,

“Oo-kay, Yamatomo Rika, I am going to perform Air Pottery!”

She put both hands like a person who is being interviewed, and she began to demonstrate her handling as though there was a potter's wheel there. That was before this became popular, right……?

“Hm~ like i thought~ I guess I wanted to have the trait of a maker~”

She even started performing a highly self-conscious interview.

“Keep it up Yama, that's quite good!”

“As expected of a specialist!”

Certainly, she's quite good, but is this the kind of act a specialist does.

“2nd year Music Department student, Sugimoto Mikio!

I'm going to perform Dongurikorokoro!” 2

As a senpai with a good physique from the music department stood up and declared so,

“Doーngurikoorookoo~ro~doonguurii.”

From the top of the hill of the venue, he rolled down the slope while reciting 『Doonguriko Kokoro』 with a high-quality tenor.

“Sugimoto's singing voice is amazing, is it not?”

Before I knew it, Yamsan, who had finished spinning her imaginary potter's wheel, commented.

“He's amazing alright.”

“He might look like that now, but he has enough skill to do concerts on the side.”

“That certainly is amazing alright.”

From the bottom where he fell I could only hear the DO of 『Donguri korokoro』 with vigor.

It was skillful, but honestly, it could haunt me in my dreams.

The surroundings were filled with cheers and laughter. Before I knew it, people other than the members had also joined in naturally. There were way too many people, no matter how one looked at it.

“Well, we were able to hold the new members party this year too because of you two, so thank you.”

Some good-looking bro broke out a conversation. That was the last person I talked to in the club room.

“Ah, not at all…… Umm, and senpai you are?”

“Kakihara Sho. 3rd Year Performing Arts Student.”

And here came yet another unfamiliar department.

“What do you do in Performing Arts?”

“What do you mean 'what'…… Then, should I demonstrate to you.”

As he put away the cup the same way as Yamsan earlier, KakiharSan stood at a position a little further away, and suddenly breathes in…… Then, he repeatedly made a turn on the spot abruptly, and began to dance swaying around.

“Kakihara is into a dancing course.”

Yamsan gazed at the movements which seemed to be a dance with enthusiastic eyes.

“Is, is that so.”

Clearly different from amateurs, his movements possessed elegance.

Putting aside whether or not this was an art to be performed at a drinking party, I had to acknowledge his technique.

“How is it, Has.h.i.+bKun! This is the Department of Performing Arts move…….Twep-P.”

The voice of Kakihara Senpai who was still dancing around suddenly became dubious. “Ah, Kakihara is done for, it's quite early today.”

Yamsan's voice who should have been watching next to me suddenly calmed down.

“Ah, umm, what do they mean by done for?”

“You'll understand once you see, look.”

“Gerogerogerogerogerogerogerogerogerogero.” 3

“Ugwaaaaaaa.”

As I turned to look at him, Kakiharsan had turned into a h.e.l.l doll that spewed out vomit while spinning in the blink of an eye.

“There it is! Kakihara's specialty: spinning vomit!”

“If this doesn't appear, Miken's drinking party won't start, right~”

“Oh, um, aren't you going to help him, Kakiharsan looks like he is about to drop dead!”

“It's fine it's fine, he'll clean himself up once he's done spewing, and then come back to drink and spin again after all–”

“That doesn't look fine at all!”

“That looks fun! Maybe I should turn too-”

“s.h.i.+noaki sit there! Geez Kiryu-san, that's why I told him not to pour sake in this girl's Cup! And Yamsan, please don't hug me!”

It's a kind of wine brewed from rice.
Lit. means Acorn rolling down, but it's a children j.a.panese song.Vomiting sounds if you're not a weeb and you don't know what this is.