Asakura had originally thought that Yukinoshita Haruno, whom he had offended so directly, would at least show some displeasure, but she seemed completely unconcerned.
This made him regret that his aggressiveness was still too weak.
It seems next time I should learn from Amakusa Shino and start with a dirty joke directly, that would be better...
"You might be directly sent to the police station like that."
Yukinoshita Yukino commented, "After all, that already counts as sexual harassment."
She held a porcelain-white tray with two brightly colored macarons and a small piece of cauldron cake covered in cream.
Behind her, Yanami Anna was frantically piling fries onto her plate, seemingly challenging the Tokyo Skytree.
This was not the auditorium. After the performance, Asakura had invited everyone from the Magic Club and the Kessoku Band to the Service Club clubroom for a party to celebrate the successful conclusion of the Founders' Festival—well, not really. The activities in the auditorium were still ongoing, but the invited guests were gradually leaving, and what followed was just a simple student carnival.
Considering the after-effects of Gotō Hitori's Magic and the impact of his strange stage play, to prevent being cornered by guests with ulterior motives, Asakura simply pulled all the relevant people away.
Amakusa Shino, who was busy running around but didn't stop Asakura, also understood his intention, clearly acquiescing to Asakura's actions.
When Asakura brought them to the clubroom and opened the door, everyone was surprised by the scene inside—although the room wasn't specially decorated, the originally separate desks had been pushed together to form a huge dining table, covered with various dishes that at least looked quite delicious.
There were roasted potatoes piled high like small mountains, roasted chicken legs marinated with unknown spices certified by the Weasleys, sizzling butter-fried steaks, large platters of baked oysters, red wine-braised beef soup, corned beef sandwiches, layers of bacon and eggs, as well as iced pumpkin juice, and the almost standard fish and chips. For desserts, there were not only baked muffins common in nearby dessert shops, warm Yorkshire puddings, cauldron cakes, but also pound cake covered in maple syrup, apple pie sprinkled with powdered sugar, various dried fruits and candied fruits, colorful macarons and candies, raspberry ice cream, and chocolate sauce...
At that time, Yanami let out an inexplicable shriek, almost fainting from happiness. Fortunately, Yuigahama Yui quickly supported her, but after that, Yanami Anna cried in her arms, lamenting that if she had known there was so much delicious food in the clubroom, she wouldn't have eaten those cheap snacks in the auditorium earlier...
Yamada Ryo's expression not far away looked pretty much the same.
"I've heard this saying before..." Asakura said at that time, "A 'feast' means there are no green vegetables."
It was clear that at least Yanami strongly agreed with his statement.
Back to the present.
"Come on..." Asakura mumbled, "President Amakusa's usual words are much more like harassment than mine... My harassment power is only three thousand, hers is at least above a hundred thousand. And she hasn't been arrested..."
"Because Amakusa Shino is very pretty, right?" Yuigahama Yui said excitedly, "Pretty people seem to have privileges."
"Indeed, Yukinoshita can also occupy such a large clubroom without any club members present."
Asakura nodded in agreement.
"I'll accept your compliment, though I'm well aware I'm cute even if you don't say it."
Yukinoshita Yukino nodded, "But I still have to remind you, the reason I can use the clubroom is not because of my appearance, but because the Service Club's activities are primarily non-profit public service actions aimed at helping students..."
"Ah, Yukino, this is so delicious, you should have a piece too!"
Seeing that Yukinoshita Yukino seemed about to clash with Asakura again, Yuigahama Yui quickly forked a piece of pound cake full of raisins onto Yukinoshita Yukino's plate. The maple syrup on it mixed with the original cream on the plate, turning into a strange, sticky substance. Yukinoshita Yukino's eye twitched, and she looked helplessly at Yuigahama Yui.
The latter, knowing she was in the wrong, giggled and stuck out her tongue.
So cute.
"That's right, Takuma-kun, you eat too."
Asagumo Chihaya, who had somehow appeared beside Asakura, added something to Asakura's plate again.
Asakura mumbled 'that's enough, that's enough,' and after quietly taking two bites, he couldn't help but ask, "Why are you only giving me oysters?"
"Because they're delicious."
Asagumo Chihaya held a spoon in her mouth, revealing an innocent smile, which made Asakura wonder if he was overthinking things.
What bad intentions could a cute, big-foreheaded girl have?
So Asakura had no choice but to dutifully finish the food on his plate.
On the other side, Yamada Ryo, in a manner quite consistent with engineering, piled her plate high with food.
"Ryo, don't do that, it looks too embarrassing!" Ijichi Nijika couldn't help but advise.
"...This time, I must defeat that guy..." Yamada Ryo subtly glanced at Yanami Anna not far away. The latter was clearly eating and adding, but for some reason, the height of her plate's 'building' was always higher than Yamada Ryo's. "On my grandfather's name..."
"No, no, Grandpa Yamada is just an ordinary person! Even if you bet on his name, it means absolutely nothing!" Nijika said, both amused and exasperated.
"It's done... This is my ultimate masterpiece!"
After adding a few hard biscuits to her plate (''Those are rock cakes,' Asakura said when he saw them, 'you'd better soak them in milk or pumpkin juice before eating them.'') and using a whole cauldron cake as the tower's top, Yamada Ryo proudly declared, "I name it, the Tower of Babel!"
"You should have known before naming it..." Nijika said helplessly, "the story of the Tower of Babel being destroyed halfway through its construction."
"Nani?!"
Apparently, the single-minded Yamada Ryo did not know this.
So the tower of food in her hands began to waver and collapse: "Bocchi, look out!"
Gotō Hitori, who was holding a small piece of roasted potato dipped in butter and eating it in small bites like a little rabbit, looked up blankly, and then was directly hit in the face by a Laputa-shaped cauldron cake, splattering cream all over her.
"Guh, my eyes! My eyes!" The girl let out a pitiful wail and struggled on the ground.
Gokou Ruri deftly dodged the fallen Gotō Hitori, then, with the agility of the Magic [Cat], leaped to avoid a flying cake from Yamada Ryo's side. After a triumphant smile, she bumped into Yanami Anna.
Thus, after the Tower of Babel, the Tokyo Skytree was also in jeopardy.
Asakura, with a reaction time seven times faster than an ordinary person, managed to steady Yanami Anna's tray at the last moment.
However, he happened to step on a chicken leg that had rolled onto the floor at some point, so what was supposed to be a save-the-day support turned into a toppling collision.
Suddenly, the whole clubroom turned into a chaotic mess.
Yukinoshita Yukino looked at the messy clubroom, then her face turned ashen as she looked at the two ice cream cones (used to hold ice cream) that had somehow been stuck to her chest.
She took a deep breath, then shouted sharply.
"Don't! Waste! Food!"
"No, that's not the main problem, is it...?" Asakura, who had finally struggled to his feet, wiped the ketchup (used for dipping fries) from his face and grumbled.
"You'll clean up the clubroom, right?" Yukinoshita Yukino stared at him with an gaze so sharp it could pierce him through.
Asakura looked at the ice cream cones on the girl's chest, which were beginning to fall off due to gravity, and decided that refusing now would definitely mean he wouldn't get any good ice cream cones. So he nodded.
"We will clean up the clubroom..." he said with conviction.
"Protest, protest... We're clearly the victims!" Yamada Ryo brushed a muffin off her face and said, then stared at the muffin in her hand for a long time before taking another bite and eating it.
"If you participate in the cleanup, you can take the food here to go..." Asakura said.
"Then no problem!" The girl immediately replied without hesitation.
Asagumo Chihaya, who had retreated to a corner when things went south and was the least affected, only having a little pumpkin juice splashed on her, came over to Asakura and used a tissue to wipe the ketchup from his face.
After wiping for a while, Asakura stopped her: instead of wiping ketchup, Asakura felt she was more like spreading the ketchup more evenly on his face. Now his entire face began to emit a strangely sweet and sour tomato scent.
"It's sticky, it's terrible..." Gokou Ruri frowned, looking at her clothes, which were covered in cream, syrup, and jelly-like apple pie filling.
Just by looking, the girl was filled with despair on how to clean her clothes, knowing it was her favorite cosplay outfit, made by her own hands.
"I, I'm sorry, it's all my fault..." At this moment, Gotō Hitori finally recovered from the panic of being hit in the head and began to apologize profusely.
Ijichi Nijika, whose face was also covered in cream like hers, gently and kindly comforted her, "Hitori, you don't have to blame yourself so much! The main responsibility is Ryo's! I already told her not to pile so much stuff!"
At this moment, the clubroom door was pulled open again. Amakusa Shino, looking slightly tired, walked into the clubroom, only to be shocked by the sight before her: the clubroom was in a state of disarray, and all the girls' faces or bodies were more or less stained with strange sticky substances, some even had obvious milky white turbid liquid on their faces...
Her expression visibly changed from weary to excited: "Could it be that I missed an O-party?"
"No such thing!" Everyone in the clubroom retorted in unison.