Editing Maria-sama ga Miteru:Volume29 Chapter3 3

===<noinclude>Not Here. </noinclude>Part 3.=== 

"If I knew you were going to the clubhouse, I would have asked you to stop by the manga club's clubroom."

A regretful Shimako-san was waiting for Yumi when she arrived at the Rose Mansion.

"Oh, right. Today's the deadline for the questionnaire, isn't it?"

"Hey, you, you're always slow."

Having finished eating and returned her lunch-box to its bag, Yoshino-san was leaning back grandiosely, looking up at the ceiling. In contrast, Yumi was just opening her lunch-box. Ooh, chicken for lunch today.

After thanking Noriko-chan for bringing over a cup of roasted green tea, Yumi spoke.

"But I talked to Minato-san about it today, and she said she thought they should be able to complete the form."

Minato-san from the manga club was in the same class as Yumi and Yoshino-san.

"Hey?"

Yoshino-san shot Yumi a look that said, 'Why didn't I hear about this since we're in the same class?' before she spoke.

"If they can do it, why haven't they handed it in?"

Now Yoshino-san had curled forwards, and spoke in a low voice. The busy-work was increasing and things weren't progressing as smoothly as planned, and this was how Yoshino-san was trying to deal with it.

Well, Yumi could understand, kind of. The 'Third years send-off' was, in a way, their debut as Roses. The pressure to put on a wonderful display, without any assistance from their onee-samas, was enough to make Yumi want to scream like never before.

"Their club president has been absent and it seemed like the regular members didn't know about the deadline."

Yumi was deftly brandishing her chopsticks. Incidentally, the manga club's president was a third-year – Minato-san's onee-sama.

"Surely she would have known the dates for her exams and results publication beforehand?  If she was going to be absent, she should have delegated to someone."

"Oh, it wasn't exams, she's had a cold."

"...Well, not much you can do about that."

Yoshino-san finally backed down. Catching a cold was one of those things you couldn't plan for in advance. Although Yoshino-san did have a short whinge about how, regrettably, her cold seemed to be lingering for quite some time.

In contrast to that.

"Did the club president take the form with her?"

Already Rosa Gigantea, and having organized a successfully 'Third Year's Send-off' last year, Shimako-san was calm as she inquired.

"Nope. Minato-san thought it was probably somewhere in the clubroom, so was going to look for it at lunch. Even so..."

'They might not have enough time,' Yumi thought. She'd been to their clubroom a while ago and there had been paper everywhere, with ink and pens stuffed into what little free space there was. The impression you got of the place was more of a storage room than a clubhouse. Finding a single print-out in there would be like finding a needle in a haystack.

"Sounds like it could be difficult."

The other three seemed to have guessed the general state of affairs.

"It might be quicker to write out another one for them."

Yumi took a blank survey sheet from the shelf and folded it in half. 

"Anyway, leave the manga club to me. I'll get it from them today, one way or another."

Having assumed this responsibility, Yumi returned to her lunch.