The school will provide a bus to transport us to and from the campsite.

One bus for the high school and one bus for the junior high school.

Twenty people each.

I was separated from Futaba who decided to join the camp as well.

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The bus had two rows of seats each, which is very common.

「I’ll sit with Shiratori-san so Matsuri-chan will sit next to Nanba-kun.」

Watanabe took Yui’s arm and forced her to sit down.

「W-wait a minute, I’m going to sit with Kazu……」

「It’s okay, come sit.」

Unable to beat up Watanabe, Yui glanced at me and reluctantly settled down.

The problem is this woman who’s sitting awkwardly next to me.

Onigawara Matsuri, neat and tidy version.

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Watanabe’s choice of assistant was, unexpectedly, Onimatsuri.

I didn’t think she would be useful but Watanabe must have a plan.

The order of the seats was all facing forward so from left and right were Yui and Watanabe, and Onimatsuri and me.

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What I’m more concerned about is what Yui told me before we boarded the bus, “Variant may be active at the campsite we are going to.”.

Although the probability is not high, according to the analysis of the Nordic organization, there is a possibility.

I don’t want to worry about it now so I’ll just keep an eye on it.

「Ano, Nanba….」

Onimatsuri speaks to me ostentatiously.

「What is it?」

「It’s a beautiful day, isn’t it?」

「Yes, it is.」

「I’ve only experienced camping in junior high school so I’m looking forward to it.」

「Is that so?」

「Yeah, that is so.」

「Okay」

「……」

「……」

「It’s a beautiful day, isn’t it?」

「Yes, it is.」

「Hol’up Nanba-kun! You won’t make it through today’s camp like that! 」

As we were having a fruitless conversation where I even started to doze off within a few seconds, Watanabe interrupted us in an energetic manner.

「What does a bus conversation has to do with camping?」

「How well you build a relationship here is the first step to get to the top of the camp!」

「Is there even a ranking in the camp?」

「Have you read the trip guide?」

「I saw the meeting times and locations.」

「Not just the first page!」

「I’m not going to look at that stuff since it’s going to say something that doesn’t matter anyway.」

「What are you talking about?」

「No, nothing.」

We can’t talk about black companies here.

「Anyway! Let’s get along! Communication is important!」

「Don’t be the bureaucrat that young women will be afraid of in the future.」

「That’s not the kind of analogy you should use to a high school girl! I won’t get old so I’ll be fine!」

「You can only say that because you’re still young.」

「Nanba-kun, you don’t look any older than me.」

「Yeah, I’m still high octane.」

「High octane….maa, whatever. Anyway, I don’t want Nanba-kun and Matsuri-chan to be like that. Come on, have a conversation.」

「And what am I even supposed to say……」

Watanabe is encouraging Onimatsuri saying “go go”.

「Ehto……it’s a beautiful day, isn’t it?」

Are you a bot?

「Yes, it is.」

Ah, me too.

「Wait a minute, Nanba-kun. A girl is trying her best so give her a witty reply, okay?」

「And it’s my fault now? Only students are evaluated with their efforts……」

There are plenty of bosses out there who think that making it look like you’re working hard is more important than getting results.

「Damn……that was kind of funny now. That tired-of-society type character isn’t bad.」

I have no idea what Watanabe’s point is.

I’m not sure if she has a fetish for old men or something.

「Kasumi-chan, that’s enough…..」

See, Onimatsuri was the first to raise her voice.

「That’s not good! Come on, keep it up!」

「Yeah….ehto, ehto….what are your hobbies?」

「Is this a matchmaking?」

「Hohoho, let’s leave these two young ones alone.」

Watanabe puts her hand over her mouth and deliberately smiles.

From the other side, Yui is glaring at me!?

「You’re playing the role of a nosy aunt. And it all look natural.」

「Natural for what!?」

「The four in the 3rd row sure are getting along」「They are all beautiful」「I like that one. She looks so innocent.」「No one can compare to her majesty Shiratori-ojousama」

I could hear the students talking like that on the bus.

And so, in a sense, the bus arrived at the campsite with all the student-like noise.