It's a romantic comedy for everyone, so why am I the only one single?

"With your skinny little body, what kind of hot girl are you?!"

Kitagawa Kaimu was speechless, his fists clenched.

But Sugaya Noha made a face at her, grinning and saying, "But I'm cute~ Who says you can't be a gyaru if you're cute~"

""

Kitagawa Kaimu was utterly speechless.

Osora, standing to the side, glanced at Sugaya Noha and then at Kitagawa Kaimu, and almost couldn't help but laugh so hard that he rolled on the floor clutching his stomach.

There's no way around it; as bystanders who noticed something amiss, Sugaya Nowa and Kitagawa Kaimu's reactions were just too amusing.

“Naiyu is right. Haimeng, you also like anime and... aren’t you a gyaru too?” Daikong said, barely suppressing a laugh.

Then he turned to me and asked with feigned curiosity, "So what did you and Iura-senpai talk about?"

Perhaps having guessed Kitagawa Kaimu's thoughts, she didn't refer to Iura Hide as "that green-haired guy" this time.

Sugaya Noi didn't think much of it or hide anything. She proudly raised her chin and boasted, "We were just talking about music. Not only did Iura-senpai send me songs he wrote before, but he also invited me to listen to a live performance by his school's light music club sometime~"

""

This time, even Oozora couldn't help but show a surprised expression, wondering to himself, "Does this Iura-senpai like Umimu or Noha?"

"Could it be that someone would actually turn down a stunning beauty like Hai Meng, who's even prettier than TV stars and models, and prefer someone like Sugaya Noi?"

Meanwhile, Kitagawa Kaimu's fist, which she had just loosened, instantly hardened again, and it seemed as if swastikas were popping up on her forehead.

Please! She's known Hideaki Iura for so long, and she's never even heard a song he wrote himself!

"Baka baka baka—"

Kitagawa Kaimu, in a fit of rage, was frantically muttering to herself.

However, while she was angry, a strong sense of unease also arose in her heart.

A terrible thought suddenly popped into her head.

"Could it be that his hesitation yesterday wasn't just because I was getting too close to other men, causing him to misunderstand?"

"Although Noha isn't as pretty as me, and her figure isn't as good as mine, she is indeed quite cute."

"And before this, she had never taken the initiative to chat up other boys. Even when we were hanging out together, she would only hang out with the three of us and would deliberately keep her distance from other boys."

"Furthermore, he shares common interests with his senior."

Thinking of this, Kitagawa Kaimu's expression turned solemn, and his sense of crisis intensified.

Clearly, Sugaya Nowa is not truly unattractive; in fact, she is better than her in many ways.

Even if she has the worst figure, what if Iura Shu likes this petite, washboard-like body?

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Chapter 23 The Unreliable Art Club

"Ah sneeze!"

In the corridor where people come and go.

Iura Hide, who was heading to the science classroom with Ishikawa Toru and Kono Sakura, carrying textbooks and notes, sneezed twice in a row.

"Huh? Iura, do you have a cold?" Kono Sakura asked with concern.

"I don't have a cold," Iura Hide rubbed his nose vigorously with his fingers and joked, "I guess someone's thinking about me~"

“But if someone misses you, shouldn’t they just sneeze once?” Ishikawa Toru interjected.

"Idiot, could it be that the same person thought of me twice in a row, or that two people were thinking of me at the same time?"

After speaking, Iura Hide couldn't help but give himself a thumbs up for his wit. However, the next second, he was rendered silent by Ishikawa Toru's words.

"You didn't catch that from Yasuda, did you?"

""

Seeing Iura Hide's speechless expression, not only Ishikawa Toru burst into laughter, but even Kono Sakura couldn't help but smirk.

"How could I possibly be like that Yasuda guy!"

Iura Hide rolled her eyes at him, then decisively changed the subject.

"Kono, the art club's activity room is on the fourth floor of the activity building, right?"

"Yes, it's the classroom at the very back on the right side of the stairs."

Are there any exceptionally talented individuals in the art department?

“I’m not too sure about that either,” Kono Sakura said after thinking for a moment. “As far as I know, the art club hasn’t won any awards in the last three years. Also, it’s said that the advisor, Mr. Sengoku, who is in charge of the third-year art curriculum, is a rather unreliable guy.”

Perhaps it's because I'm not used to commenting on others behind their backs.

Although this was really just an objective evaluation, Sakura Kono couldn't help but show an embarrassed expression after she finished speaking.

In fact, if someone else had asked her, she probably wouldn't have added that last sentence.

"That's great, we can still have art classes in third grade," Iura Hide couldn't help but sigh to himself.

At this moment, Kono Sakura asked curiously, "Are you going to the art club for something?"

"It's nothing major, it's just that if there are any skilled people in the art department, I'd like to ask them for a small favor."

Iura Hide thought for a moment and then said.

He wasn't sure whether he wanted to join the art club, so he couldn't just say he wanted to go and learn some comic drawing skills.

Kono Sakura isn't one to pry into things, and besides, Iura Hide is still working on the project.

So, mistakenly believing that Iura Shu wanted to ask someone from the art department to help draw an illustration for "April", she didn't ask any further questions.

"If I remember correctly, the Art Club's registered club activity days are Tuesdays and Thursdays. If you go there today, there should be someone there."

Iura Hide looked surprised upon hearing this.

"Huh? Only Tuesdays and Thursdays? I thought they had club activities every day."

"This might be because the art department has only three people."

Kono Sakura originally wanted to say that the art club was full of strange people, but she was too embarrassed to say it out loud.

Moreover, Iura Hide showed a surprised expression after hearing that there were only three people in the art club.

"Three people? Isn't the minimum requirement for a club to remain active at four people?"

"Well, it's really not a good idea to abolish the art club just because there aren't enough members," Kono Sakura explained.

Unlike the comics club, a club like the art club may not be famous or have won any awards, but if a school doesn't even have any, it's obviously not a good thing to say.

The Light Music Club is pretty much the same.

Otherwise, Iura Hide wouldn't have become the head of the Light Music Club right after entering first grade.

However, thanks to his excellent interpersonal skills, even though he was usually the only one in the light music club and there weren't any serious club activities, there were still more than a dozen people who had registered to join.

As close friends, Toru Ishikawa, Sakura Kono, Kyoko Hori, and Yuki Yoshikawa were all naturally included in the light music club.

However, even with the option to have names listed, the art department couldn't gather the minimum of four people.

This gave Hideaki Iura a bad feeling.

"Could it be that the art department has more than just unreliable advisors?"

Unfortunately, his hunch was right.

"Arnold—"

"Deadly mama!"

"I'm Hideaki Iura from Class 3, Grade 2. May I visit the Art Club?"

Perhaps it's because it doesn't involve factors like 'liking' or 'being in love', but at this moment, Iura Shu's corporate personality once again takes over.

The energetic voice suddenly rang out at the door of the art club activity room, startling the two people inside, who were inside the art club activity room, which looked even darker than the light music club.

That's right, the art club is supposed to have three members, but there are only two people in the activity room right now!

One of the men lying on the old black sofa was startled and sprang up from his lying position.

Another guy, a thin man with brown curly hair and glasses, even dropped his paintbrush on the ground with a thud because his hand trembled.

"Oh, I'm so sorry, did I scare you? I'm so sorry!"

Seeing this, Iura Hide apologized and went over to help him pick up the paintbrush that had rolled to the side.

However, this action seemed to startle the bespectacled man again.

He shuddered, stood up abruptly, and stammered something in a flustered manner, as if he wanted to say that it wasn't necessary and that he could pick it up himself.

However, it might be because they were in too much of a hurry.

His standing up caused his easel to tip over, triggering a domino effect.

After knocking over two other easels, it crashed onto the figurines placed in front of it with a bang.

That's right, it's a figurine model!

This is why, even though Iura Hide glanced at it several times from outside and felt it was extremely unreliable, he still greeted them and came in.

"what--"

"Sorry sorry!"

The bespectacled man first bowed to him three times in quick succession, and then rushed frantically towards the figurine model that had fallen to the ground.

This scene, witnessed by Iura Hide, made him chuckle awkwardly, unsure of how to comment on it.

However, he still took the initiative to step forward and help the bespectacled man pick up the easel that had fallen to the ground.

During the process, the man who looked to be in his thirties on the sofa lay back down, without even glancing at the overturned easel, and closed his eyes on his own.