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	Are there any glasses which would allow me to only see what's ahead and not get distracted!?		Are there any glasses which would allow me to only see what's ahead and not get distracted!?

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	Amidst my yawning, I could feel my jaw aching.		Amidst my yawning, I could feel my jaw aching.

	Someone appeared outside the opened door. Whoa, now that's some visitor we have here. He wore a tattered shirt which was held together by safety pins and had silver accessories all over his fingers and head. It was a punk. For some reason his eyes looked hesitant, I wonder ~~why~~ he came here for. ~~As I looked on suspiciously, the punk asked reservedly,~~		Someone appeared outside the opened door. Whoa, now that's some visitor we have here. He wore a tattered shirt which was held together by safety pins and had silver accessories all over his fingers and head. It was a punk. For some reason his eyes looked hesitant, I wonder what he came here for.

	"Umm, so what's being set up here?"		As I looked on suspiciously, the punk asked reservedly, "Umm, so what's being set up here?"

	"This? ~~...~~... Oh, we're selling an anthology."		"This? ...Oh, we're selling an anthology."

	"Anthology?"		"Anthology?"

	The punk moved his eyes towards the mountain of "Hyouka". It was only now that he noticed this brownish mountain of anthologies stacked up.		The punk moved his eyes towards the mountain of "Hyouka." It was only now that he noticed this brownish mountain of anthologies stacked up.

	"Sure is some amazing amount you're selling here."		"Sure is some amazing amount you're selling here."

	"~~...~~... It's a long story, we didn't exactly ~~planned~~ on selling this ~~much~~."		"...It's a long story, we didn't exactly plan on selling this many."

	"I'll have one then."		"I'll have one then."

	Whoa, a customer! My manners, I'd better put up some manners,		Whoa, a customer! My manners, I'd better put up some manners.

	"That'll be 200 yen please."		"That'll be 200 yen please."
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	Darn, I'm not looking courteous at all. This is asking too much of me.		Darn, I'm not looking courteous at all. This is asking too much of me.

	~~Though the~~ punk didn't seem to mind that and took out his wallet. For some reason he lowered his head as though looking apologetic as he received the copy of "Hyouka" from me. Maybe he was just killing time walking around? Just when I was thinking that, he suddenly changed his demeanor,		The punk didn't seem to mind that though, and took out his wallet. For some reason he lowered his head as though looking apologetic as he received the copy of "Hyouka" from me. Maybe he was just killing time walking around? Just when I was thinking that, he suddenly changed his demeanor.

	"Hey, w, what is this!?"		"Hey, w-what is this!?"

	Huh? Wha? Is there a cockroach inside your "Hyouka"?		Huh? Wha-? Is there a cockroach inside your "Hyouka?"

	Instead, the punk was looking at the piece of trash I placed ~~besides~~ the mountain of "Hyouka" copies, the broken fountain pen. As though finding a piece of treasure, he picked it up and looked at it reverently.		Instead, the punk was looking at the piece of trash I placed beside the mountain of "Hyouka" copies, the broken fountain pen. As though finding a piece of treasure, he picked it up and looked at it reverently.

	"Yes, this! This should do!"		"Yes, this! This should do!"

	He suddenly became delighted, while I could only look on with indifference. ~~Forgetting my attempt to look polite, I asked him bluntly,~~		He suddenly became delighted, while I could only look on with indifference.

	"Is something special ~~with~~ that piece of trash?"		Forgetting my attempt to look polite, I asked him bluntly, "Is something special about that piece of trash?"

	"Huh? Oh, I'm sorry."		"Huh? Oh, I'm sorry."

	The punk returned to his senses,		The punk returned to his senses.

	"I'm with the Fashion Study Club, so we do fashion design, you see? And I've sort of forgotten to bring some chest pocket accessory for my formal costume. While a white handkerchief would normally suffice, it'll just look too normal. But I'm running out of time, so I was walking around wondering what to do. So, here, what do you think ~~if I stick~~ it in my chest pocket? Looks good, doesn't it?"		"I'm with the Fashion Study Club, so we do fashion design, you see? And I've sort of forgotten to bring some chest pocket accessory for my formal costume. While a white handkerchief would normally suffice, it'll just look too normal. But I'm running out of time, so I was walking around wondering what to do. So, here, what do you think of sticking it in my chest pocket? Looks good, doesn't it?"

	The punk grinned while fondling and examining the fountain pen. Well, if he likes it so much, this piece of trash perhaps does have its use after all.		The punk grinned while fondling and examining the fountain pen. Well, if he likes it so much, this piece of trash perhaps does have its use after all.
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	"You can have it."		"You can have it."

	"R, really?"		"R-really?"

	As he said so, he searched for something ~~from~~ his ~~pickets,~~		As he said this, he searched for something in his pockets.

	"Then, here, you can have this in return."		"Then, here, you can have this in return."

	He took out a badge from his pocket~~, rather~~ than a badge, it looked more like a plastic numbered tag with a safety pin behind it. A simple design. ~~Wondering what this was, the punk pointed to it and said,~~		He took out a badge from his pocket. Rather than a badge, it looked more like a plastic numbered tag with a safety pin behind it. A simple design.

	"That's a VIP badge for our fashion show. Just bring that and come to the Fashion Room if you're interested. Don't worry, we'll take care ~~with~~ coordinating your costume. Though we call it a fashion show, you don't need to do any special catwalk moves. So anyway, see ya."		While I was wondering what this was, the punk pointed to it and said, "That's a VIP badge for our fashion show. Just bring that and come to the Fashion Room if you're interested. Don't worry, we'll take care of coordinating your costume. Though we call it a fashion show, you don't need to do any special catwalk moves. So anyway, see ya."

	He said as though escaping. Even if you didn't say it so frantically, I wasn't planning on ~~replaying~~. Then again, even if he's in such a hurry, would that costume of his be ~~even~~ considered formal?		He said it as though he was escaping. Even if you didn't say it so frantically, I wasn't planning on replying. Then again, even if he's in such a hurry, would that costume of his even be considered formal?

	I held the badge in my hand and put together what the punk had said so far. Basically, if I take this and go to the Fashion Study Club's stage, they'll make me into a model.		I held the badge in my hand and put together what the punk had said so far. Basically, if I take this and go to the Fashion Study Club's stage, they'll make me into a model.
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	Nope, not interested. I placed it on the middle of the table.		Nope, not interested. I placed it on the middle of the table.

	~~...~~... Anyway, he was our cherished first customer after all. In light of events, each of us Classics Club members took two copies each, plus one copy for our supervising teacher and one copy to preserve, which makes ten copies. So this means we now have 189 copies remaining.		...Anyway, he was our cherished first customer after all. In light of events, each of us Classics Club members took two copies each, plus one copy for our supervising teacher and one copy to preserve, which makes ten copies. So this means we now have 189 copies remaining.

	Some progress that was. Feeling satisfied, I opened my mouth and yawned again as the A Capella Club resumed singing again. This time they were singing some up-tempo pop song. Hmm, this time it won't be a lullaby, huh?		Some progress that was. Feeling satisfied, I opened my mouth and yawned again as the A Capella Club resumed singing again. This time they were singing some up-tempo pop song. Hmm, this time it won't be a lullaby, huh?
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	There was no doubt that choosing to sing in the central courtyard allowed their wonderful voices to reverberate across the school grounds. Perhaps they were rehearsing in different places beforehand to find out which place had the best acoustics? I feel a bit curious about it.		There was no doubt that choosing to sing in the central courtyard allowed their wonderful voices to reverberate across the school grounds. Perhaps they were rehearsing in different places beforehand to find out which place had the best acoustics? I feel a bit curious about it.

	Feeling satisfied, I moved away from the window. It was then I realized something and looked at my wristwatch.		Feeling satisfied, I moved away from the window. It was then that I realized something and looked at my wristwatch.

	~~...~~... Eh?		...Eh?

	Oh no, is it this late already? It's nearly noon! How did time pass so quickly? I must really stop getting distracted by whatever ~~that~~ attracts my interest, or I ~~wouldn~~'t be able to finish my task.		Oh no, is it this late already? It's nearly noon! How did time pass so quickly? I must really stop getting distracted by whatever thing attracts my interest, or I won't be able to finish my task.

	Hardening my resolve, I walked away from the window ~~side~~.		Hardening my resolve, I walked away from the window.

	Looking back towards the corridor, I saw a strange sign curtain for the Charms Association, the signboard for the Handicraft Club which Fukube-san had put some effort into making, and a rather interesting poster of a composite ~~poster~~ by the Photography Club......		Looking back towards the corridor, I saw a strange sign curtain for the Charms Association, the signboard for the Handicraft Club which Fukube-san had put some effort into making, and a rather interesting poster of a composite photo by the Photography Club......

	~~Is, is~~ there any glasses which would allow me to only see what's ahead and not get distracted!?		Are there any glasses which would allow me to only see what's ahead and not get distracted!?

	==Translator's notes and references==		==Translator's notes and references==

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	At any rate, looks like they wouldn't be singing their second song anytime soon, it was pointless to look any further. So I moved away from the window and back towards my seat, yawning as I began waiting for visitors again.		At any rate, looks like they wouldn't be singing their second song anytime soon, it was pointless to look any further. So I moved away from the window and back towards my seat, yawning as I began waiting for visitors again.





			Amidst my yawning, I could feel my jaw aching.

			Someone appeared outside the opened door. Whoa, now that's some visitor we have here. He wore a tattered shirt which was held together by safety pins and had silver accessories all over his fingers and head. It was a punk. For some reason his eyes looked hesitant, I wonder why he came here for. As I looked on suspiciously, the punk asked reservedly,

			"Umm, so what's being set up here?"

			"This? ...... Oh, we're selling an anthology."

			"Anthology?"

			The punk moved his eyes towards the mountain of "Hyouka". It was only now that he noticed this brownish mountain of anthologies stacked up.

			"Sure is some amazing amount you're selling here."

			"...... It's a long story, we didn't exactly planned on selling this much."

			"I'll have one then."

			Whoa, a customer! My manners, I'd better put up some manners,

			"That'll be 200 yen please."

			Darn, I'm not looking courteous at all. This is asking too much of me.

			Though the punk didn't seem to mind that and took out his wallet. For some reason he lowered his head as though looking apologetic as he received the copy of "Hyouka" from me. Maybe he was just killing time walking around? Just when I was thinking that, he suddenly changed his demeanor,

			"Hey, w, what is this!?"

			Huh? Wha? Is there a cockroach inside your "Hyouka"?

			Instead, the punk was looking at the piece of trash I placed besides the mountain of "Hyouka" copies, the broken fountain pen. As though finding a piece of treasure, he picked it up and looked at it reverently.

			"Yes, this! This should do!"

			He suddenly became delighted, while I could only look on with indifference. Forgetting my attempt to look polite, I asked him bluntly,

			"Is something special with that piece of trash?"

			"Huh? Oh, I'm sorry."

			The punk returned to his senses,

			"I'm with the Fashion Study Club, so we do fashion design, you see? And I've sort of forgotten to bring some chest pocket accessory for my formal costume. While a white handkerchief would normally suffice, it'll just look too normal. But I'm running out of time, so I was walking around wondering what to do. So, here, what do you think if I stick it in my chest pocket? Looks good, doesn't it?"

			The punk grinned while fondling and examining the fountain pen. Well, if he likes it so much, this piece of trash perhaps does have its use after all.

			"You can have it."

			"R, really?"

			As he said so, he searched for something from his pickets,

			"Then, here, you can have this in return."

			He took out a badge from his pocket, rather than a badge, it looked more like a plastic numbered tag with a safety pin behind it. A simple design. Wondering what this was, the punk pointed to it and said,

			"That's a VIP badge for our fashion show. Just bring that and come to the Fashion Room if you're interested. Don't worry, we'll take care with coordinating your costume. Though we call it a fashion show, you don't need to do any special catwalk moves. So anyway, see ya."

			He said as though escaping. Even if you didn't say it so frantically, I wasn't planning on replaying. Then again, even if he's in such a hurry, would that costume of his be even considered formal?

			I held the badge in my hand and put together what the punk had said so far. Basically, if I take this and go to the Fashion Study Club's stage, they'll make me into a model.

			Nope, not interested. I placed it on the middle of the table.

			...... Anyway, he was our cherished first customer after all. In light of events, each of us Classics Club members took two copies each, plus one copy for our supervising teacher and one copy to preserve, which makes ten copies. So this means we now have 189 copies remaining.

			Some progress that was. Feeling satisfied, I opened my mouth and yawned again as the A Capella Club resumed singing again. This time they were singing some up-tempo pop song. Hmm, this time it won't be a lullaby, huh?



			['''189 COPIES REMAINING''']





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			No matter which of the six songs they sang, the A Capella Club was just amazing. They were so good that I clapped my hands so hard that they were hurting.

			There was no doubt that choosing to sing in the central courtyard allowed their wonderful voices to reverberate across the school grounds. Perhaps they were rehearsing in different places beforehand to find out which place had the best acoustics? I feel a bit curious about it.

			Feeling satisfied, I moved away from the window. It was then I realized something and looked at my wristwatch.

			...... Eh?

			Oh no, is it this late already? It's nearly noon! How did time pass so quickly? I must really stop getting distracted by whatever that attracts my interest, or I wouldn't be able to finish my task.

			Hardening my resolve, I walked away from the window side.

			Looking back towards the corridor, I saw a strange sign curtain for the Charms Association, the signboard for the Handicraft Club which Fukube-san had put some effort into making, and a rather interesting poster of a composite poster by the Photography Club......

			Is, is there any glasses which would allow me to only see what's ahead and not get distracted!?

	==Translator's notes and references==		==Translator's notes and references==

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	"Umm, are you guys open?"		"Umm, are you guys open?"

	A voice called out. Standing at the open entrance were two male students. Making a business-like smile, I stood up diligently and said with excessive enthusiasm, "Yes, welcome! Congratulations on becoming our first customer!"		A voice called out. Standing at the open entrance were two male students. Making a business-like smile, I stood up diligently and said with excessive enthusiasm, "Yes, welcome! Congratulations on becoming our first customer!"





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			It was just as I had expected, there was nobody coming to the Geology Room.

			It's so quiet, so peaceful, so idle. All that could be heard was the remnant of some sort of commotion emanating from the central courtyard towards the General Block. This is excellent, long live being the stall keeper.

			...... I shut my eyes and open them again, and saw a brownish "mountain" before me. This must be an illusion. In order to maintain the tranquility within my heart, I thought it best to keep my eyes shut again.

			Of course, I had no intention of having to personally clear this mountain away. Within "Hyouka" was a manuscript written by me. For some reason, as it was none other than me that managed to compile all the clues with regards to the "Hyouka" incident, it was decided that I would contribute the bulk of the column space concerning that.

			As a result of no one knowing exactly what the Classics Club does, the contents of "Hyouka" ended up being quite disorderly. You don't even need to open it to figure out what's inside. Chitanda and I contributed to writing about the "Hyouka" incident, Ibara wrote something about some manga that she respected, while Satoshi's column was about some joke concerning a classical paradox.

			As it was something that had to be done, it was natural for me to want to finish it quickly, but it doesn't exactly mean I haven't got any attachment for the anthology that I wrote. If possible, I'd rather not want to throw all these 200 copies away as some bothersome trash once the Cultural Festival ends.

			Even if I were to ignore my attachment, upon looking at the mountain of eccentric anthologies I thought of how Chitanda and Ibara would react if they saw those turn to trash, I couldn't help but feel depressed about it.

			That's why I have expectations for Chitanda and Satoshi on their endeavors. If they could somehow think up of some amazing publicity campaign which I could not think of, I wouldn't exactly begrudge them if it meant the chaotic inflow of customers disrupting my peaceful task of watching over the stall as a result.

			Which was why I decided to indulge in my moment of peace for the time being. I allowed my body to relax, feeling at ease as I shut my eyes and bob my head as I give in to my drowsiness and bent myself over the table.

			The sound of music could be heard.

			It was a rich harmonious tune.

			Compared to the techno and tribal music of the Breakdancing Club, I much prefer this A Capella music. This means the music was being sung by the A Capella Club at the central courtyard. I gently sat upright and leaned towards the window. Perhaps they were used to singing like that, as their first harmony was enough to attract students coming to watch from various windows around the school building.

			There were five students in uniform lined up in a row. One of them stepped forward and looked around the central courtyard, bowing towards us who have come to watch them from our windows. This was followed by the sound of people clapping their hands as he returned to the column and resumed singing.

			So that was just a rehearsal just now, huh? When I first heard their music, it felt quite soothing to the year, enough to "make a lion sleep".

			Yawn.

			...... Man, as expected of them with their amazing singing. My already sleepy body was slowly being hypnotized by their gentle music, which sounded like a lullaby......

			Leaning by the window sill, I struggled to stay awake, just when I thought it wouldn't be bad to just fall asleep here, the song had ended. Another round of applause emanated from the General and Special Blocks. I opened my eyes and clapped my hands as well. One of the A Capella Club members came forward to bow again before joining his club members towards a cooler box besides them, which was opened by another member. I couldn't see quite clearly from here, but it looked like they were drinking some bottled drinks. No doubt they were refreshing themselves between each song.

			"......?"

			Hmm?

			Some sort of commotion was stirring amongst the A Capella Club members. They were pointing at the cooler box and shouting something repeatedly. They shook their heads and looked into the cooler box suspiciously. Has something happened?

			At any rate, looks like they wouldn't be singing their second song anytime soon, it was pointless to look any further. So I moved away from the window and back towards my seat, yawning as I began waiting for visitors again.

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	Hahahahahaha.		Hahahahahaha.





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			I left the gymnasium as soon as the Opening Ceremony entered into intermission once the breakdancing performance was over. Before exiting, I turned to look back at the dark and stuffy gymnasium, and saw only half the students had remained behind.

			To be honest, I feel like joining up with the others at the Classics Club. It was a failure for me to not double check with the publisher, so I feel like I have to take responsibility. On the other hand, I also realized it was also partly due to me not wanting to go to the Manga club.

			It's not like I dislike the Manga Club. Though my expectations of the Manga Studies Club were different from before I entered school, I like the Manga Club the way it is now. Since manga is something you ought to like from the bottom of your heart. However, just because people with the same interest are gathered together does not mean there would be no friction amongst themselves.

			...... This heavy feeling I've been having since the start isn't so good. I'm probably the glass half-empty type of person. I'm supposed to be enjoying the privilege granted to me by the Cultural Festival of wearing this cardigan and brocade trousers within the school premises.

			The Manga Club room is located in Preparation Room No. 1 on the second floor of the General Block. Compared to the Geology Room of the Classics Club, it's location was a blessing as it's just besides the regular classrooms. Outside on the corridor was a non-flashy signboard that read "Manga Study Club". It was designed by our president Yuasa Naoko-sempai.

			The sliding door was left open as we were soon to expect customers coming in to visit our stall.

			"Good morning."

			Not wanting to sound too much like Chi-chan's polite way of greeting people, I tend to pronounce it as "Good MORNing." It's not exactly special or anything like that, only that I've yet to see anyone pronounce it that way in mangas and novels.

			"Oh, Ibara, you came."

			Greeting me open-heartedly was Kouchi Ayako-sempai from second year. Not only is she very active and knowledgeable, her works are also of a high level, thus making her a central figure within the Manga Club. It was she who suggested that the Manga Club should randomly pick members to cosplay. Since she was the one who proposed it, she too was cosplaying today.

			Her Chinese-style costume was probably self-made. It was neither a cheongsam nor a Mao suit, but more like that of a Taoist priest. She wore a fluffy-looking purple trousers and and a gown with long yellow sleeves flowing all the way down to the floor. The sleeves were cut from the sides, allowing the arms to come out from within. The gown she wore was generally red in colour, though the colour around the chest area was slightly different. An original Chinese gown like that would have been more fluffy, so this was simply an imitation. On her head was a wide hat, from which a talisman hung in front, covering her right eye. Wrapped around her body was a yellow sash, though it's probably made of a large ribbon. As Kouchi-sempai had short-hair to begin with, her sharp gaze and average build means she looked just right for this character.

			http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cheongsam
			http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mao_suit

			"Is that a Jiangshi?"

			http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jiang_Shi

			"Officially, it should be called a Chinese Ghost."

			Kouchi-sempai examined my costume from top to bottom, and upon seeing me wear the usual indoor shoes used within the school premises,

			"You need to put more effort into the shoes."

			She said, and suddenly the conversation shifted towards me. Though I didn't intend to wear this costume just to look nice, I didn't want her of all people to tell me that. For a moment, the atmosphere became tense...... Since I was the only one who resisted doing any cosplay towards the bitter end.

			"Oh, good morning."

			A voice called out from besides us, it was President Yuasa.

			Rather than in any costume, the president was dressed in Kamiyama High School's sailor school uniform. Since it was only intended for the five members in charge of the clubroom stall to cosplay to begin with, and the president was not one of them. Even though I was the only one who didn't cosplay properly, I could sense President Yuasa's generosity due to her being an open-minded person. To put it in another way, from time to time she could be an easy to read person, a bit like watching a cat sitting on a porch. On her soft face were two big eyes with double-eyelids. Taking a look at my costume, she said,

			"Did you spend a lot making that?"

			"No, I only paid for the belt, that's all."

			"Do make sure to send us the receipt so you can claim your expense."

			"Oh, it's okay, I'm fine with it."

			Our president laughed gently, but I just could not bring myself to use the club's funds. While it was much more than what the Classics Club had, it wasn't exactly abundant.

			Actually there was still some time before customers would arrive. Looking around the First Preparation Room, in which the desks were lined up in a C-shape. The Manga Club's showpiece is "Zeamis", the manga review anthology of 100 manga titles past and present. As for why it's called "Zeamis", I was told because last year it was called "Kanamis". As for why it's called "Kanamis" last year, I didn't bother to ask as it sounded too silly. Besides that, members can bring their own published work, which will be distributed for free here to be sold as well. If they're going to sell these for money, they should have just set up a doujinshi stall to being with.

			http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Zeami_Motokiyo
			http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kanami

			"Hey."

			"Mornin'."

			As time passed, more and more Manga Club members showed up.

			It seems there were some members who were cosplaying despite not being required to help out. As we had twenty or so members, it was natural that cliques would be formed.

			The first would be the boys. I don't about the other clubs, but boys actually form a minority in the Kami High Manga Club. As a result, they would gravitate towards people who were like them in order to figure out what they should be doing. They're generally harmless.

			The other group was centred around Kouchi-sempai. While not particularly numerous, their outspokenness means they're considered the mainstream faction. The cosplaying members gathered around Kouchi-sempai, the proponent of the idea, to discuss how to greet the costumers, and sometimes, the sound of some war cry could be heard,

			"Alright! Let's get this going!"

			Something like that.

			And then there's the third group, which somehow could not bring themselves to follow Kouchi-sempai. It may be because they aren't fond of her boisterous nature, or they felt her actions don't match her words. And for some reason, this group......

			"Hey, Mayaka, what's with that costume?"

			"Mayaka, do I just leave the change here?"

			"...... Man, wonder when this will end?"

			Was centred around me.

			As for why, it was because it seemed like I was the only one who had spoken out against Kouchi-sempai.

			The atmosphere was not exactly strained, neither was it explosive. Everyone is here due to their love of manga. Yet, in all this time, I didn't feel like coming to the Manga Club. The least I could do for the Classics Club was to at least to request the Manga Club to sell "Hyouka" on behalf of the Classics Club. If "Hyouka" could be sold at the Manga Club, then considering the Manga Club's name recognition, we might sell around 20 copies. Right now it's a bit hard due to the atmosphere, so I was hoping the mood would change for the better, as soon as possible.

			I wonder what Fuku-chan and the others at the Classics Club are doing now? Wonder who's watching the stall?

			...... Argh, I didn't even think about who should watch the stall!

			No one would want to buy from such a neglectful club.

			"Umm, are you guys open?"

			A voice called out. Standing at the open entrance were two male students. Making a business-like smile, I stood up diligently and said with an excessive enthusiasm,

			"Yes, welcome! Congratulations on becoming our first customer!"




	==Translator's notes and references==		==Translator's notes and references==

Dan. at 17:58, 27 September 2012

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	"Frol? Frolbericheri Frol<ref>http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/They_Were_Eleven</ref>? You're wearing her costume?"		"Frol? Frolbericheri Frol<ref>[http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/They_Were_Eleven Wikipedia - They Were Eleven]</ref>? You're wearing her costume?"

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	Oh, oh boy. This is too hilarious, I just can't withhold my laughter. My rationality tells me this joke is rather silly, but I still ended up laughing loudly. I think I could go on all day.		Oh, oh boy. This is too hilarious, I just can't withhold my laughter. My rationality tells me this joke is rather silly, but I still ended up laughing loudly. I think I could go on all day.

	I knew the two fellows on stage, they were from the Rakugo Study Club. (Speaking of which, its name is merely an official front, as rather than the study of Rakugo, the Kamiyama High School Rakugo Study Club was more focused on Manzai<ref>[http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Manzai]</ref> and stand-up comedy. I have no idea if there are any clubs that actually studied the art of Rakugo.		I knew the two fellows on stage, they were from the Rakugo Study Club. (Speaking of which, its name is merely an official front, as rather than the study of Rakugo, the Kamiyama High School Rakugo Study Club was more focused on Manzai<ref>[http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Manzai Wikipedia - Manzai]</ref> and stand-up comedy. I have no idea if there are any clubs that actually studied the art of Rakugo.

	"Wow, it's sure been a long time since we've had a sushi dinner in a tatami room. We've spent quite some time there, we'd better get home quick, or we'll be late.		"Wow, it's sure been a long time since we've had a sushi dinner in a tatami room. We've spent quite some time there, we'd better get home quick, or we'll be late.

Dan. at 17:57, 27 September 2012

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