44. I didn't let her. It's just she somehow got in by the time I can even react. And the somehow President of the Occult Clubroom likes the flattery.
Ayane still waiting for an answer.
I try to make an explanation in my head and fail to do so.
So I just give her a shrug. "I really don't have the answer for that right now." I really think I deserve a break now.
Ayane crosses her arms, "So she's officially a member of this club now?"
"S--So what if I am?" Nelia gets in.
"I don't like that." Ayane says blantly.
"What is it to you?" Still trembling.
Ayane's cute face pinched together, "Can you just shut up?"
"Eek--"
Ayane turns to Remelia, the president of the clubroom (apparently.) As an actual student in this school, she knows how a clubroom works (though she never joined any). The president of a club is the one in charge of managing the clubroom members, so to Ayane's eyes this is more of Remelia's fault than me. "And you're okay with this?"
Ayane's hands pointing at Nelia.
