I was cuckolded by my childhood friend, but I want to create a harem in a world where chastity is reversed and be happy. - Chapter 93: We'll Get Along Well

Chapter 93: We’ll Get Along Well

Sango-senpai’s camera training was extremely harsh.

Led by Sango-senpai, who was riding a black bicycle and holding a paper fan and a megaphone, we arrived at a park where we began our training in focusing.

“Okay, next, focus on that crow’s eye!”

I quickly brought the designated subject into the viewfinder, manually adjusted the lens to focus, and pressed the shutter.

Since there were many moving subjects, I had to hold the camera firmly with my elbows tucked in to avoid camera shake and blurry photos.

“Hmm, you’re still making a lot of mistakes, but look, this one is really well-taken.

The focus is spot on, and you’ve captured the subject you want in the viewfinder, leaving just the right amount of negative space.”

When I took a good shot, Sango-senpai would peek into the LCD screen with me and praise me like this, keeping my motivation high.

When I peeked into the LCD screen next to her, I felt a little nervous because of the close distance between us.

Before I knew it, three hours had passed.

The “I am a wooden person” plate that I had been wearing around my neck all day was now crumpled, and my arms were sore from holding the camera and focusing the lens.

I took a deep breath and sat down on the bench. Apparently, we were done for the day.

Pit!

Suddenly, a cold can was pressed against my cheek from behind.

“Uhyaa” I made a strange noise.

“Ahaha… Sorry, sorry. You must be thirsty, right? Here, have some cola.”

Sango-senpai, who had been standing away from her pitch-black, rugged bicycle, pressed a chilled can of cola against my cheek.

By the way, the bicycle is a Photography Club item, a donation from a past senior, and it seems to be named after an old tokusatsu movie, the “Drill Battleship.”

“I was surprised at how intense it was. I thought the Photography Club was a cultural club, so I was shocked by the Spartan training.”

When I said this, Sango-senpai smiled bitterly and said,

“There used to be even stricter seniors. Nowadays, it’s mostly digital, so if you make a mistake, you can just retake the photo again or edit it.

With film, you didn’t know if you made a mistake until you developed it, so it was really tough.

Well, for now, when you’re not practicing focusing, just set the camera to autofocus, half-press the shutter to focus, and then press it all the way down to take the picture.”

She took the camera from my hand, snapped a photo of my face, and smiled.

“See, it’s easy, right? For now, when you’re not practicing focusing, just set it to auto and take pictures however you like. Afterall, first and foremost, I want you to fall in love with taking pictures.”

She taught me this easy method when I was about to break.

“Mio-chan was taking pictures over there too. Later, you can look at the photos she took. She’s our ace in the club. You’ll definitely learn a lot frp, jer.”

When I nodded, Sango-senpai took a sip from her cola and said,

“We’ll get along well.”

Her smile bloomed like never before today, so I instinctively pointed the camera at her and pressed the shutter.