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to Haruka, “Then let’s do it!”, the fact of the matter was that there was only a week left, and with just the two of us, would be even be able to finish the preparations for a “target shooting booth”?
    There was the buying of prizes, the lining up of prizes, and along with the necessary work like preparing the cork gun, there was just no end to it.
    We would need to use the engineering room or art room to make large props, but the room reservations had already been taken in advance by the other classes.
    “U-um …. Since it seems like it’s impossible after all, why don’t we do something else?”
    “No! If you say it’s impossible, then it really will be! You’re the one that said you wanted to do it, so help think of something!”
    Haruka looked shocked again, and quickly crossed his arms and began thinking.
    Although it was originally this guy’s idea, I’d gotten pretty into it, too, wanting to show everyone that “we’re different from those overly-cheery guys that do this just to get all friendly with each other.”
     
    If we were going to do this, I didn’t want to do it half-assed. My motivation built up from my daily online gaming would start being fired up here and now.
     
    “At this point, it’ll be too hard to make any kind of large-scale booth. Sensei, about DIY ….”
    “Yeah! Never done it before in my life!”
    “—That’s what I thought. Which is why Haruka and I will have to do it by ourselves ….”
    “O-oi, oi oi, just wait a minute! I’ve never done anything like DIY, but guess what? I’m pretty good at programming!”
    Tateyama-sensei pointed his thumb confidentially at himself, and did that annoying thing that was common among otaku, as if saying, “I’m amazing in other areas, check me out!”
    “Ahh … Really? Wow~ Well, since you’ll just get in the way, please go and make a dating sim ga—”

    It had become a pain to deal with him, and just when I was brushing him off with that off-hand comment, something that I hadn’t thought of before suddenly came to me.
     
    We were in a situation where we weren’t able to make any large props.
    Our only prize was the rare fish specimen.
    And our aim was to make the most interesting—“target shooting booth”.
     
    It was a gamble, but we might just be able to pull this off in a week.
    When I realized this, once again, I jumped up from my seat with a loud thunk!
    “Uwahh! Wait, h-hold on, Takane!! It’s my fault for fooling around, but let’s go about this calmly! Violence won’t solve anything! There has to still be some other way ….!”
    Surprised at my sudden movement, Tateyama-sensei had brought his hands up in front of him and was blurting out some speech that sounded like a cheap, desperate attempt at pleading for his life.
    Besides me, Haruka, who must have been dozing off while pretending to be thinking, had been startled by me, and suddenly fell out of his chair and onto the floor with a loud clatter.
    “I’ve just thought of something! The target shooting booth, we just might be able to pull it off!”
    “Eh? Oh, right, target shooting. But even the preparations will be a lot of work, you know? I said it earlier, but I can’t even build a bookshelf ….”  
    “Ah, we’re not relying on that in the slightest anymore. What I mean is, you can do programming, right, Sensei ….!?”
    Not understanding the meaning behind my wide grin, Tateyama-sensei’s face paled.
    “D-did something happen, Takane ….?”
    Haruka, who was sitting on the floor behind his chair, spoke to me with drool on his face, but I decided not to mention that.
    “Fufufu …. We might just be able to pull off this target shooting thing. You’re good at drawing, right ….?”
    “Eek ….!”
    Although I was smiling, Haruka looked terrified, as if he’d just been threatened. Why were all the guys here so pathetic?
     
    Well, it didn’t matter right now if they were pathetic.
    …. Because I’d work them to the bone