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famous as a “Special Project”, our act for the festival became something so shameful that various rumors cropped up, I probably wouldn’t be able to have a decent school life my remaining two years here.
    Haruka might not care much about this type of thing, but for me, it was kind of a big deal.
    It was bad enough that my presence at school had become so instable, and I didn’t want to stand out in a negative way even more than this.
    However, I had a feeling that the part where Tateyama-sensei had said we could use this classroom was a leading factor to some kind of breakthrough. Although we were already tired of seeing this classroom, for visitors, there must be many rare things to discover. For example, if something labeled “___ Experiment” was brought out, there wasn’t one person that wouldn’t feel excited.
    “…. At the very least, it’d be nice if we could come up with something interesting …. Wait, budget! Sensei, if I’m not wrong, each class was given a budget to work with, right!? How much did we get!?”
    The moment I asked this, Tateyama-sensei visibly flinched, and at the same time, glanced at the supplies shelf behind us.
    “Eh? What’re you looking—”
    Not missing even a second, I followed Tateyama-sensei’s gaze, and mixed among lab supplies and chemical bottles was an eerie-looking fish specimen I remembered seeing somewhere before.
    It was the rare oceanic fish specimen that he had been looking at the before in the course materials online store, while muttering, “This specimen is so cool …. But it’s so expensive …..”
    “…. Huh? That’s odd. Sensei, wasn’t that specimen too expensive for you to buy?”
    Although it’d become rather cool, I saw a considerable amount of sweat beading on Tateyama-sensei’s forehead.
    Without meeting my questioning gaze, he simply looked down in silence, almost like a criminal in a detective manga that had just been convicted with solid evidence and was about to completely confess about his motives.
    “…. Sensei …. you used …. our budget, didn’t you?”
    “…. It’s …. It’s  that guy’s   fault …!!”
    With passionate bad acting, what Tateyama-sensei said defensively about how “the 40% OFF sale for the rare fish specimen (that guy) started just when the assigned budgets for each class were calculated,” sounded just like the unfound motive for the crime.
    …. Although, it wasn’t even like a motive or anything.
    Speaking as if he was a victim that had been captivated by the rare fish, I was already past anger or contempt, and was beginning to feel something similar to sympathy.
     
    “So, what are we going to do? In my opinion, umm …. I think something like target shooting would be a good idea ….”
    With Tateyama-sensei’s speech already shifted to the theme of “How captivating the rare fish was,” and while I was thinking of how to expose this teacher to the principal, once again, Haruka pushed his opinion about wanting to do a target shooting booth.
    “…. You know, for a target shooting booth, we’d need a lot of prizes, and it’s a lot to set up, so matter how you think about it, it’s impossible with just us. And for starters, thanks to this idiot of a teacher, we don’t even have any funds left.”
    “Oh … but I thought it was a good idea. I saw what all the other classes are doing, and no one seemed to be doing target shooting.”
     
    Although Haruka said this very off-handedly, it came off sounding like something very surprising. The reason there wasn’t a “target shooting booth” among the other classes probably had to do with the budget. With how the school barely had enough for renovations, I couldn’t imagine that one class would be given even nearly enough to get together many prizes.
    However, what mattered more was that Haruka, who was always spacing out with thoughts that I didn’t understand at all, was so concerned about what the other classes were doing for the