Chapter 9: Club experience

Chapter 9: Club experience

Anyway, I came to the student council room after a long time, so I decided to listen more to the story.

As I sat on the sofa, Minami Akagi, the student council accountant who appeared like a shadow from nowhere, put green tea and sweet bean jelly on the table.

Both were high-end products from Kyoto, and the picky president did not touch the green tea or sweet bean jelly.

Thank you.

Youre welcome.

Saying so, Minami retreated quietly.

As you could guess from the name, Vice President Akagi and student council accountant Minami Akagi were cousins.

The Akagi family was part of the Saionji family, and it seemed that they had been working as employees of the main family for a long time.

If the vice president looked like someone hot-blooded, unlike him, Minami, the accountant, was extremely cool-headed.

They were two people with polar opposites, but their loyalty to the president was the same.

It was for that reason that Ichijo Academy Student Council, which was suspiciously powerful, was called the presidents private organization.

The president sat at her own desk, put her hands together and put her chin down.

Because of the curtains in the back, there was a shadow on her face, it looked like a black screen, but they didnt have to set the mood in this situation?

I had this question in my mind.

Kim Yoo-sung-kun.

Yes.

What are you going to do during Golden Week?

I paused for a moment and answered quickly.

I dont have any plans for the Golden Week. My parents also have to run the store, so I think Ill probably stay at home.

There was really nothing to do during this period because the fitness club was also closed.

Well, thats great. I need you to help me then.

What do you mean?

Then the president gulped and spoke very slowly.

Im sure you already know that theres something going on these days, right?

Oh, you mean interacting with a sister school in Russia?

Yes. The conversation was successful last week, so they decided to send us an exchange student after the Golden Week.

I see.

And what about that?

I want to make a good impression on the exchange student about our school. So, I want to give a small gift so that the student doesnt feel burdened when we meet for the first time. So, I mean

The introduction was a little long for the president, who usually used direct speech, but I realized what she was trying to say.

You mean you want me to pick a gift for the exchange student with you?

Yes! Thats right! Thats it!

The president jumped to her feet and shouted that in an excited voice, but she sat down again, blushing as she realized her mistake belatedly.

If thats the case, of course Ill help you. What date would you like to do it?

Well, I dont mind any time. Im asking for something annoying, so Ill be in time for you.

After hearing that, I took out my smartphone for a while and checked my calendar.

How about the first day of the holiday on the 29th?

I like it!

The president answered my question in half a second.

Looking at the speed of her response with a startled look, the president pushed the fan into me and said forcefully.

Ill never forgive you if youre late and tell me something came up!

What? Yes

Thats why for a guy who works out it was good.

And one of the most familiar sports for ordinary people was soccer.

If there are people who just like soccer and join because they want to play soccer, there were many freshmen who came to the sports club with the desire to hog the popularity of girls.

And, since he just became a high school student, there was a man who showed his unrivaled presence among the tall freshmen.

Well, why is he here?

Ryohei, the head of the soccer department, who was now in his third year and participated in the national competition, was shocked to see Kim Yoo-sung, a student who was rumored to be ferocious on campus, among freshmen hoping to experience it.

An overwhelming physic.

The superior height and full-body muscles that easily exceeded the average height of Japanese men were like a full-body weapon.

Perhaps when he appeared on the field, there will be no one to deal with him at the high school level.

I want this guy!

What position would he be good at?

Already in Ryoheis head, the ferocious rumors about Kim Yoo-sung had nothing to do with him.

He had devoted himself to the soccer team for three years in high school.

He loved soccer more than anyone else and wanted to be recognized for it.

But there was no one in the current football team who could keep up with his passion.

Soccer is basically a team game.

No player can dominate the field alone.

If there was two or more members with similar skills, or at least one more member, they would be able to aim for the finals of the national competition this year.

To that extent, Ryohei was thirsty for a powerful new member.

Come one by one and kick the ball.

But he had to refrain from expressing it outright.

If he made it obvious, Kim Yoo-sung could go to another club feeling burdened.

Therefore, very naturally, he intended to persuade him earnestly as rainwater permeates the ground.

Soon, one by one, they kicked the ball toward the goalpost, and finally, the long-awaited turn of Kim Yoo-sung came.

Gulp

It was no joke when he was sitting down, but it was even more overwhelming when he stood up and came right in front of him.

Standing in front of him, he felt as if he was a dwarf.

Even though the height difference was only about 10cm at most.

Should I kick this?

Looking down at the ball, Kim Yoo-sung asked it in a deep low voice.

Oh? Yes.

When Ryohei, who came to his senses belatedly, nodded hurriedly, Kim Yoo-sung stepped back slightly.

Then he raised his leg high,

Bang!!!

He kicked the soccer ball with a loud noise.

Ryohei, who turned his head in a hurry, wondered at the unshakable goal and saw Kim Yoo-sung again and witnessed an unbelievable scene.

Originally, he would have had no problem kicking a soccer ball.

It was lying under Kim Yoo-sungs feet with a disastrous burst in the side.

W, what?

When Ryohei casually muttered like that, Kim Yoo-sung looked down at his feet, shook his head and said,

It wont work here.

Then next is the basketball team!

Ryohei had no choice but to stare blankly at his back, which slowly moved away with a blonde high school girl.