I Was Reincarnated as a Mob in a Completed School Rom-Com Manga, and When I Tried My Best to Cheer Up the Broken Losing Heroines, I Realized I Had Surpassed the Original Story - 10

Chapter 10: Here We Go! The Manga Research Club Is Born!

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“Now then, to celebrate the founding of the Manga Research Club—cheers!”

““““Cheers!””””

Following Kirari’s lead, we all raised our cups filled with juice high into the air. It was the afternoon of the day after the five of us first met, and we were holding a celebration party for the newly recognized Manga Research Club. And of course, the venue was… My room.

The overpowering smell of delivery pizza and junk food probably wouldn’t disappear for about a week. Even so, I couldn’t help feeling excited about experiencing a party with friends—something I had never done before.

“Onii-chan, you haven’t eaten anything at all! WOW WOW!~♪♪”

Moe, who had hit maximum excitement, teased me by pointing the tips of two slices of pizza in her hands at my face.

“What’s with the ‘wow wow’… Stop acting like that, it’s embarrassing…”

Watching this exchange, Akaboshi-san pulled out a new paper plate from the bag, trying to be considerate.

“If… if you’d like, I can serve your portion for you, Kurosaki-kun! What do you like!?”

“Thanks, but I can do it myself…”

I accepted the paper plate, but Akaboshi-san still tried to fuss over me.

“Then, at least let me pour your juice…!”

“A-ah, thanks… Then cola, please…”

While she poured the drink into the cup I held out, our eyes suddenly met. She immediately looked away in embarrassment, causing the juice to overflow and spill out of the cup.

“Ah—sorry! I… I did it again…”

If you asked fans of the original Nazuna, they’d say this clumsy side of her was one of her charms. Watching her with bloodshot, hungry eyes, the self-proclaimed representative fan Kirari drooled with the same intensity as that spilled cola earlier.

Kirari… I hope she doesn’t eventually go too far and turn into a stalker or something.

Meanwhile, in the corner of the noisy room, Konno-san alone quietly immersed herself in reading manga.

“Did you find one you liked?”

“This ninja manga is interesting. Ninjas are cool.”

Still reading, she answered without looking up. She had good taste. In this world’s manga, that series was one of my top one or two favorites. Though I had to admit it couldn’t hold a candle to all the masterpieces I had read in my previous..

“Konno-san, you seem like you’d have talent as a ninja.”

At my offhand comment, her head turned a sharp ninety degrees toward me.

“Really? In what way?”

“Well… You just seem light on your feet…”

“Kurosaki-kun, are you trying to say I’m short?”

Konno-san’s famous dead-eyed glare hit me full force.

“N-no, that’s definitely not what I meant…”

“Uh-huh.”

With a cold, curt tone, she returned to the world of manga.

“By the way… Why did you decide to join the manga club in the first place? Can I ask?”

“Why? Didn’t you invite me?”

“Yeah, but… You don’t really seem like the type who enjoys noisy environments like this.”

“That’s true. But… I just thought I might try trusting you, Kurosaki-kun… For no real reason.”

I couldn’t stop wondering what expression she was making behind that manga.

“That means…”

Before I could finish, Moe sneaked up from behind and suddenly put me in a headlock.

“Got you!”

“H-hey Moe, what the hell!?”

Feeling the soft sensation pressing against the back of my head, I couldn’t help noticing my little sister had grown…. Especially in that area.

“It’s your fault, Onii-chan! You’re ignoring Moe~!”

“Th-that’s not… You’re not a kid anymore!”

“Even if I’m not a kid, I’ll always be your little sister, so you have to pay attention to me foooreveeer!”

When I caught sight of Moe’s reflection in the full-length mirror, her cheeks were flushed red like she was drunk. She obviously hadn’t had any alcohol, but maybe she was drunk on the juice and the atmosphere.

“I get it! I get it! Everyone’s watching, it’s embarrassing—so please, stop!”

“You two are really close, huh?”

“Fufufu… I’m jealous…”

Kirari watched warmly, while Akaboshi-san looked at me with a quietly yearning gaze.

“Don’t just watch—will you two help me!? I can’t breathe here!”

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By the time the sunlight stopped coming through the window and we had to turn on the lights, it was finally time to reluctantly call it a day. We decided our real activities would begin tomorrow, and Moe and I walked outside to see everyone off.

“Once again, thank you all so much for putting up with my selfishness.”

Kirari said this with a serious expression, something rarely seen from her.

“It’s kinda creepy when you get serious.”

“Hey, Kazuto, what’s that supposed to mean!? I am the club president, you know!?”

“Well then, President, I’m looking forward to our club activity tomorrow.”

“Y-yeah…”

Kirari nodded shyly. She had failed to achieve her first youth just like I had. That was exactly why having another chance to redo it must have made her unbearably happy. I understood her feelings painfully well.

“Well then, everyone! Be careful on your way home.”

“Oh, I forgot to say, but the vice-president is you, Kazuto!”

“Wait, what!? You never told me that!”

“Well, yeah! I just said it now!”

Wearing an impish grin, Kirari turned her back and vanished into the darkness as if she was running away from me.

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