
In the room that had turned out better than before, I sat on the chair I had brought myself from the pile behind me. This was originally a warehouse but now it has turned into our club which somehow has the name as "Troubleshooting Club" its own task only helps solve the problems of the students who come to consult.
Not only me, Natalie, Erin and Nurman are also members.
Natalie who had been glancing towards the window turned towards me who had seen her.
"You're watching my ass."
"I don't look there, but rather the sight before you."
"Many reasons."
Erin and Nurman are still in class I think they'll be here any minute.
"Hey Arta, how about we collide scissor stone paper to pass the time, honestly I'm good at it."
I sighed softly.
"I'm really not interested, after all I have to save energy to work later."
"What is this game really draining? Hurry up or I'll fuck you."
"What can I do, one, two, three."
I picked the stone while Natalie was paper.
"I forgot to say, if you lose there's a penalty."
"I'm afraid you should have said it from the beginning."
"I'd say forget, the loser has to answer the winning question, whatever it is honestly."
"A very severe punishment" I replied weakly.
"Not good, you might want to know my three sizes.. Men don't like things like that, chest, waist and hips.I can tell you if you win."
"It's too personal, I don't want to ask you anything like that."
"Don't worry Arta won't win against me, now I ask. Did Arta ever date a girl or like someone?"
"It's a psychological attack" I shouted as I held my head in frustration.
Obviously I've never been in contact with anyone, I'm an acute loner living a miserable life.
"The answer is no."
"One point for me. One, two, three."
I picked the paper and Natalie picked the scissors.
"How can you?"
"Yeeh, I won again.the second question, what food does Arta like the most?"
"It's another psychological attack."
"Omelet rice, I like such simple foods that are easy to make by myself."
"Omelet rice."
"Wait, why did you write it on top of the book."
"Secret."
He's gonna have to fuck me later.
I started counting to three and on this occasion I won.
"It's just luck," Natalie said scowling while I sent a good question.
"If you see some cats on the street, how many cats do you take?"
"I think more is better, instead they're so cute."
I lowered my head while keeping my mouth shut in silence.
"Wait, why is your expression like that?'
"I'm sorry I asked you just now."
A curious Natalie takes her cell phone and surfs the internet.
"Arta, that was just a psychological test right?"
I nodded in agreement and Natalie's face flushed to the ears.
"What does that mean, how many kids do you want in the future?"
I immediately stood up to escape.
"Wait for Arta."
"I'll pick them up."
Before I could run Natalie after me, when her legs stumbled I caught her right away until she was on top of me.
"Are you okay, Natalie?"
"Ah yes, sorry."
This position is very dangerous, if anyone else sees it it will definitely turn into a misunderstanding, when I think about it Erin and Nurman appear from behind the door that opens suddenly.
Erin closed the door again.
"Sorry to interrupt."
"Wait for you," my cry did not reach the two of them.