My childhood sweetheart is Nishimiya Glass

Chapter 264 Something's Wrong with This Club
When Shoko arrived at Miyamura's house, the sky was already filled with stars, and the streetlights were turning on one by one.

"pity……"

"What's the pity, Aunt Miyamura?"

As soon as Shoko entered the living room, she saw Miyamura Shizuka shaking her head and muttering "what a pity," which puzzled her.

Shizuka Miyamura patted the empty seat next to her, and only began to explain after Shoko sat down:
"Because your high school is a bit far away, we wanted to make it easier for you to ride your bicycles to school, but—"

Before she could finish speaking, Shoko guessed what Aunt Miyamura had been lamenting...

"Tsuna can ride it and then carry me."

“You…” Shizuka Miyamura raised her hand and poked her fair forehead, “It’s illegal to carry passengers on a bicycle. If you get caught, you can be fined up to 5 yen.”

(5 yen is approximately 2500 yuan)

"With Tsuna watching over me, I'll be fine, right...?"

"No, that's still too dangerous."

Before Shizuka Miyamura could even speak, Tsuna, who was sitting at the coffee table scrolling through his phone, preemptively rejected her suggestion.

“That’s right.” Shizuka Miyamura nodded. “In that case, we might as well wait two more years and let Tsuna get a driver’s license.”

"..." Tsuna felt it would be better to say that Shoko's hearing impairment might be cured in a year or two...

"Wouldn't it solve the problem if we just let Tsuna take a regular two-wheeled motorcycle driving test?" At that moment, Miyamura Daio walked into the living room with a book in his hand: "Perfect timing, he's turned 16 now, so he can take the test."

His eyes lit up; he thought his old man's suggestion was a good one.

The final result of the discussion was that everyone agreed on Miyamura Daio's proposal.

Gang also planned to go back to his bedroom to check the relevant information, hoping to see if he could get his driver's license by the weekend.

The two returned to the second floor, and with Tsuna's guidance and some suggestions, Shoko continued to draw illustrations on the tablet.

Tsuna didn't choose to disturb her. At this moment, what Shoko needed most was quiet so that she could calm down and draw.

He also started searching for information about motorcycle driver's licenses on his computer.

The age requirement is 16 years or older, and a regular two-wheeled driver's license allows driving motorcycles with a displacement of 125cc to 400cc.

The cost is approximately 15 to 25 yen, including training and examination fees.

(20 yen is approximately 1 yuan)
A-Gang felt it was ridiculously expensive; in his previous life, it wouldn't have cost this much to get a driver's license...

The test includes a balance test (slow driving in a straight line and slalom); avoidance of curves, slopes and obstacles; and emergency braking (stopping within a specified distance at speeds below 30 km/h).

However, he also saw that the price wasn't that high, which was about 3 to 5 yen for the exam, but the exam content also included written tests and other questions.

He felt that his chances of being approved through direct registration were not very high.

The website he checked also offered helpful tips: beginners should choose driving schools first, as systematic training greatly improves the pass rate and avoids the time and money wasted on repeated tests.

Following the above procedures, you can usually obtain a driver's license within 1 to 2 months.

Therefore, it's impossible for him to get his driver's license this weekend.

Considering safety concerns and his lack of understanding of some Japanese traffic laws, he hesitated for a moment before deciding to find a driving school.

"Shoko, you keep drawing, I'm going downstairs to find Dad."

"Mmm." Shoko waved at him without looking up.

He went downstairs and briefly told his old man about the problem in the study. He said it wasn't a big deal, and after a few words, he was asked to leave the study.

Back on the second floor, he briefly mentioned it to Shoko, telling her not to get excited and to continue drawing illustrations, while he reviewed some high school material. A few hours flew by, and the first day of April ended with them saying goodnight to each other.

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The pale cherry blossom light spilled over the telephone poles, turning the streets and alleys into a translucent pinkish-orange hue.

Groups of boys in dark blue uniforms walked through the fallen petals, their schoolbags' metal buckles clattering against their lunchboxes with a soft, clear sound.

A morning breeze lifted a cherry blossom hair clip from a girl's hair, prompting a boy behind her to tiptoe to reach it, which startled a gray pigeon pecking at breadcrumbs by the roadside.

As the tram's bell rang from afar, a boy wearing round-framed glasses was using the tips of his sneakers to push the petals in a swirling motion.

Tsuna and Shoko arrived at school on time, and as soon as they put their bags down, many girls gathered around to chat.

Many people are curious about why Shoko has a hearing impairment but can speak normally.

She explained the reason quite naturally, which made many girls envious.

It's just a bit of a shame that Shoko didn't introduce Tsuna, who was sitting next to them, which deprived them of a legitimate reason to strike up a conversation.

A cool breeze swept into the room, ruffling the girl's hair by her ears and the boy's bangs.

Formal high school life began at this moment.

“Boom…boom…boom…!”

"Students, school's over. Remember to be careful on your way home. And those of you who are interested in high school clubs, don't miss today's club recruitment."

As the school bell rang, Ms. Nanase closed her textbook, waved to the students below, and turned to leave the classroom.

The group quickly packed their bags and headed together to the club recruitment office.

Before long, we arrived at the admissions office in the corridor on the first floor of Teaching Building No. 1.

The corridor was filled with colorful canyons of club display boards, and flyers with undried ink floated in the air.

A tea bowl held by a senior member of the tea ceremony club emitted wisps of smoke, while a freshman kneeling on the tatami was being fed warabi mochi filled with red bean paste.

In the transparent box next door, the beetle elytra rubbed together, making a rustling sound, mixed with the crisp sound of the cheering squad's wooden clappers in the distance.

The aroma of fried noodles and bread wafted from the direction of the sports department's club. There, someone was pinning a badge to their uniform pocket with a bandaged hand, the metal badge scraping against the shirt with a soft, scratching sound.

The three girls were unsure which to start shopping on.

Unlike the three members of Shoko, Tsuna glanced at it briefly and looked away. He felt that it was not much different from the club recruitment office in junior high school.

Until my attention was drawn to a club huddled in a corner...

It wasn't because the club was particularly glamorous, it just felt weird to him...

Since the club's name was "Kyoto Magical Nap Club Summer," Tsuna guessed that, in its simplest form, it was a nap club...

Another thing that attracted him was that it was the club founded by the male and female protagonists in "Love, Chunibyo & Other Delusions"...

Just as he was wondering if he was imagining things, the crowd blocking the group moved away.

A girl sleeping face down on a pillow, and a dark-skinned boy who had left a slight impression on him yesterday, confirmed his idea.

Especially when the boy was staring intently at the girl's sleeping face...

Although he only knew 'a little bit' about it, in his memory, the club didn't even exist when the semester started...

Given that Ms. Nanase mentioned yesterday that they were upperclassmen, there's only one possibility left...

(End of this chapter)