The space in the center of the club room was cleared, and the four stood in two teams beside the "bonfire."
Sora initially only intended to play on her phone and watch, but was forced by Yuu to be his dance partner—he didn't want to see his two girlfriends dancing intimately while he just spun around with the air beside them.
That would be too pathetic, and not something a life winner like him should do.
"Clearly, though I'm pretty good at Ring Fit or can dance a bit of SOS-dan or Gokuraku Jodo..." Frowning, she let Yuu take her hand. Sora awkwardly pursed her lips, saying reluctantly, "But I've never done bonfire dancing—don't expect good coordination..."
"No problem—do you need to think about that when dancing with Onii-chan?" Yuu smiled, bowing to rub Sora's bangs affectionately with his forehead. "Just move your body to the music—leave the rest to me."
"...Fine—then I leave it to you." Sora blinked, a small relieving smile etching her face. Her palm held by Yuu felt softer and warmer.
"Then—I'll start the music~" Yuigahama announced loudly, touching her phone screen. Strong rhythm sounded from the phone.
Same as the dance music heard from the window earlier—apparently an arrangement of ethnic music, like simple beats struck by desert travelers, or ancient melodies played by tribes with flutes.
The virtual bonfire blazed, occasionally crackling with sparks.
"One, two, three... two, two, three..."
"Yuigahama-san—you stepped wrong. For women's steps—like this..."
"Ah—so that's it... Thanks, Yukinon! But you're clearly doing men's steps—why do you seem so skilled?"
"Didn't we all learn folk dancing in first-year PE? To avoid holding guys' hands—I voluntarily joined the men's line then. Our class had more girls than boys anyway... So though I can do women's steps—men's far more proficient."
"As expected of Yukinon—worthy of Ice Queen..."
The two girls danced ancient footwork, casually chatting. They slowly circled the phone bonfire as center.
Honestly—no lively bonfire dance atmosphere at all—let alone enjoying... At best—slightly distracting—not dwelling on prior conversation.
But perhaps first experience—the sibling pair seemed having more fun. Several times nearly crashing the central bonfire table—showing intense focused moves.
Perhaps saying that was too cautious.
Unknowingly—Yukino and Yuigahama stopped chatting—staring stunned at the sibling pair's weird poses. Small mouths agape in shock—forgetting to close.
"Sora—coming—Air Spin connect Top Spin!"
Yuu carefully led Sora's moves. He tossed the silver-haired small girl up. Her skirt fluttered—white panties clearly visible. After flipping—she landed lightly like black butterfly wings—then spun magically—graceful agile like a top.
Accompanied by the girl's scream—excitement or pain.
"What high school does bonfire dance like this aahhhhh—Ugh—head spinning—gonna puke... But fun! Again!"
"Hahahahaha—this time change—High Difficulty Couple Dance—Swallow in the Palm!"
Yuu laughed heartily. He grabbed his sister's slim waist—tossing up—letting her soles land on his palms—steadily supporting her forty-kilo body.
This time Sora ignored dancing—hurriedly holding head screaming: "Waaah—gonna crash! Wait—really gonna hit ceiling!"
Looking up her skirt—Yuu kindly reminded: "Relax—you're not that high."
"..."
Vibrations stopped instantly. Overhead light seemingly covered by thick black aura spreading—not her tightly covered panties.
Sora suddenly said coldly:
"Yuu—ever heard of sky-falling kick technique?"
"What?"
"—Deadly Scissors Kick! Die! Divine punishment for doubting your sister's size!"
"Uwa—wait! Dangerous!"
Seeing them intimately playfully naturally bickering—the two traditional bonfire dancing girls couldn't hold envy. Their moves grew non-standard—more relaxed.
Of course—sibling acrobatics aside. Whether they could or not—wearing no safety shorts under skirts was obstacle.
Even Yukino in thick stockings had no shame spinning mid-air before acquaintances.
If only with her boyfriend—maybe forcible...
"Yukinon." Her best friend's whisper pulled her thoughts.
Now—Yukino increasingly controlled facial blood flow.
Though strange thought just emerged—she could still ask Yuigahama expressionlessly: "What?"
"Are you really ready to part with Yuu-kun?"
"Eh?"
Unexpected serious question stunned Yukino unconsciously.
Then—she unconsciously averted gaze—seeing her hesitant moving shadow at feet.
"...Don't know. But since knowing truth—I've prepared."
"Just—not fully ready—right?"
Yuigahama confirmed her expression. Gaze gradually softened—bitter smile.
"Honestly—though unsure if I'll remember this thought after... but—I've thought it."
She spoke clearly—as if embedding words in Yukino's heart.
"Thought—after Yukinon and others lose memories—I could monopolize Yuu-kun to end—thought more than once—felt grateful proud—like a winner."
"..."
Her moves unconsciously stopped. After stunned seconds—Yukino hurriedly aligned hands feet to music—but moves slightly chaotic.
Then slightly widened eyes—staring best friend ahead confused betrayed. Soft voice like sigh.
"Yuigahama-san—why—"
"Why such thought—or why say it?"
Unknowingly—Yuigahama started leading dance steps.
She pulled best friend's snow-white arm—letting her spin once—then heard faint answer behind beautiful silk-like black hair.
"...Both."
Yuigahama chuckled softly.
"Because I'm different from you all. The figure I chased so long—you hugged his arm in weeks—even days."
As if anticipated—answer quick natural.
"So—past me must've been very unwilling—right? No—even now very unwilling."
"Though I came before Yukinon—though liked him long—why share Yuu-kun—the stronger that feeling—the stronger now gloating thought."
"..."
Seeing her frank expression—Yukino slowly bowed head. Bit lip—speechless.
Like indescribable pain stuck in throat—breathing difficult.
Guilty? Wronged? Blame Yuigahama?
That day before Yuigahama house—didn't she feel same?
...No—different now.
"Sorry."
Bonfire crackles suddenly clear in ears.
Yukino slowly lifted head—seriously calmly staring Yuigahama's gentle bright eyes—as if reflecting swaying firelight.
"I love Tenkuji-kun—and don't want to part because anyone... won't give up loving him for any reason."
Though a friend—though understanding her feelings.
But Yukino never regretted loving him.
Love is war—love selfish game.
Cunning or late—if can't overcome—what qualification to be his reliance?
As if speaking to herself seconds ago—Yukino said softly firmly:
"I'm his girlfriend. Anytime—always."
Suddenly lifting arm—Yukino forced Yuigahama spin once. Then caught her falling back—bowing head.
Their breaths touched. Staring very close—no one averting first.
"Here—you stepped wrong."
She suddenly laughed—lip corners rising competitively—showing light relaxed mischievous smile.
Yuigahama stunned wide-eyed—as if fooled by rare expression. Eyes filled with Yukino's smile.
Then unconsciously muttered: "So cool... Still time if I become two-timer now..."
"What?"
"N-n-nothing! Just joking!"
Shocked awake—Yuigahama hurriedly suppressed strange heartbeat. Freed Yukino's embrace—standing straight—pretending calm: "Though knew Yukinon would say this—such aggressive attitude bit unexpected..."
"Knew I'd say this?" Yukino slightly tilted head.
Dance music entering final stage. She regained control—leading less skilled best friend's steps.
Yuigahama laughed awkwardly: "Yeah—just saw you hadn't decided—so thought push you—said these... Shouldn't backfire—right?"
"If making me uncomfortable is backfire—then yes." Sighing helplessly—Yukino said: "Though joking—those words too..."
"Not joking. All my true feelings."
Yuigahama stared her eyes. Lip corners slightly curved—voice very soft: "...But even so—I want you both happy."
She suddenly leaned forward—close to Yukino's ear. Warm breath brushing temple hair.
"If you stagnate like this—you'll see nothing—get nothing. Must change."
"Though very unwilling—but I don't even have right to be coward... So Yukinon—only you can."
"You must be Yuu-kun's hero. Accompany to end—until both happy."
Yuigahama stepped back—smiling calmly: "Said those on purpose—for your courage."
Yukino bit lip—staring fixedly: "Want to urge me choose—and voluntarily part—right?"
"Not wrong thinking so—but phrasing annoying."
Yuigahama couldn't hold bitter laugh. Music finally ended. Both stopped steps—hands naturally separating dangling—eyes staring.
Yuigahama said: "Yukinov—quick finish this task. We must make Yuu-kun advance."
Yukino said: "You really want me lose memory?"
"Yes."
Yuigahama laughed cheerfully.
"Quick lose memory—forget ever dating Yuu-kun... then—again together without parting!"
As if disbelieving—Yukino shook head sighing: "Better for you if I forget—but you seek trouble... Really don't understand your thinking."
Yuigahama patted chest—reasonably: "Because you both very important—I don't want give up anyone!"
"..." Yukino stunned—then laughed heartily: "Well—same on that."
She deep-breathed. No more doubt fear in eyes. Smiled gallantly.
"Please give little more time—so you don't steal start—I'll rediscover all memories with you faster than Nee-san."
Yuigahama extended hand: "Promise?"
Yukino extended hand: "Yes—promise."
The separated two—hooked pinkies again.
Carrying exhausted Sora from various dance poses—Yuu approached greeting: "Switch partners?"
"Yes yes! I first with Yuu-kun!" Yuigahama immediately freed pinky—running joyfully to Yuu.
Yukino reacted very fast. Pulled her collar—running two three steps ahead Yuu—coughing twice flushed.
"Sorry—let me first... Yui—you misstepped several times earlier. I'll dance one round for you—remember well."
"???" Yuigahama stared unbelievingly at blocking her—like Erina witnessing Dio kiss Jojo firsthand.
"But Yuu-kun not intending traditional bonfire dance! Any dance fine—why learn from Yukinon?!"
"Who said he not intending?" Yukino tilted head confusedly to Yuu. Blue-green eyes blinking innocently: "Tenkiji-kun—what do you think?"
"Me? I think..."
Yuigahama no intent letting him speak.
"First come first served! Yukinon should wait aside!"
She directly bypassed Yukino's defense—running to Yuu's side hugging arm—posing happily claiming ownership.
Intentionally or not—let Yuu's arm sink between two soft marshmallows. Seeing—Yukino frowned tensely. Face smile slowly becoming spasm-like.
"Direct action not cheating—Yuigahama-san?"
"Where cheating for girlfriend doing this?" Saying naturally—Yuigahama pulled back to table—about to press music replay.
But arm gripped tightly by Yukino—unable move.
"Coincidentally—I'm his girlfriend too."
With light melodious voice—Yukino pushed Yuigahama's body—and one hand pulled Yuu's collar—pecking lips—like dragonfly touching water.
"...I paid entry fee first. First come first served—you wait aside."
"Wh-what?! Yukinon—you really... Don't remember teaching you this!"
Like seeing kitten evolve to seductive catgirl—Yuigahama shocked petrified—then accused sad angry face.
Meanwhile—Yukino lifted head—casually staring ceiling—face increasingly red. Also hugging Yuu's arm tightly.
Though not deep—very soft.
"Don't remember you teaching anything... Maybe woman's instinct? Like your unwillingness."
"Guuuh..." Low growl like puppy—Yuigahama puffed cheeks high. Suddenly stared teary-eyed at Yuu.
"Yuu-kun—clearly I said first earlier—right!"
Yuu blinked innocently.
Yukino also looked up at him. Usual cold calm gone—only slightly anxious gentle gaze enveloping face.
"I've gone this far—you won't leave me—right?"
Before Yuu answered—Yuigahama stuck again: "Just kiss I can too! Yuu-kun—open mouth!"
Yukino widened eyes—hurriedly raised hand blocking attack: "Too late—don't approach."
"I will approach!" Amid tussle—Yuigahama not forgetting complain: "Yuu-kun—Yukinon trying divide us!"
Yukino swept lightning gaze: "Tenkiji-kun—you know who to side!"
"Of course this one!"
"No—this one."
Pulling each other's cheeks—both suddenly turned together. Eyes smiling—but as if not letting escape—questioning:
"Tenkiji-kun/Yuu-kun—quick say—who you choose!"
"Ah? This..."
Enjoying both softness—though pulled around—Yuu felt very happy—indescribable. Gaze moved awkwardly.
Yukino and Yui unconsciously exchanged glances—then narrowed eyes simultaneously—radiating dangerous aura ready punish scumbag.
But before acting—someone suddenly patted shoulders from behind.
Turning—cute silver-haired small girl stared gloomily. Bright eyes dark emotionless—mouth corners curved stiff cynical smile-like.
"No need ask—of course choose my side."
With cynical laugh—voice ice-cold: "Told you two... daring do this to Yuu before me. Plan never step foot in my house your lives?"
Both cold sweat—stammering together: "N-n-no—not like that... hear explanation first..."
"No explanation! Quick—now—immediately—get off Yuu—!"
In the silent Special Building like another world—suddenly loud shout as if waking entire night.
Then—commotion like chickens chased by dog.
In conclusion—the Service Club's inaugural bonfire party...
Could be said quite lively.