Tsukinoki Koto immediately gave a reassuring smile.
She walked to Yanami's side and gently patted her shoulder. "The focus of this activity is on the 'process,' not the 'result.' To put it bluntly, it's just to show that bunch in the Student Council that our Literature Club is doing things seriously, so they'll stop bothering us."
She paused, her tone becoming earnest. "Besides, trying to create a story of your own is a very meaningful thing in itself, isn't it? Whether it's written well or poorly, it will be a very precious life experience. It doesn't necessarily have to be a popular work."
These words were perfectly reasonable and successfully dispelled most of the worry in Yanami Anna's heart.
"Mm... I-I see."
Yanami Anna nodded as if she partially understood. "I understand... So the point is to participate, right?"
"Exactly, exactly, that's what I mean!"
Tsukinoki Koto nodded with satisfaction and then returned to her seat.
"So, to better help everyone complete this creative task and to have an environment where you can unleash your inspiration without being disturbed..."
"I've decided—this weekend, we will hold a two-day Literature Club summer writing camp! We'll be doing a creative retreat!"
"As for the location, I've already booked it. It's the Youth House in Tahara; they happened to have vacancies this weekend!"
Imaizumi Keita looked at Senior Tsukinoki's smug expression and finally couldn't help but speak up.
"Senior, if I may be blunt," he looked at Senior Tsukinoki with a calm gaze and began to complain.
"You're not giving us any option to refuse at all, just one thing after another..."
"Oh my, you figured it out."
Tsukinoki Koto stuck out her tongue sheepishly, then immediately returned to her self-righteous manner.
"That's why I said this is a 'notice,' not a 'discussion.'"
She winked at Imaizumi Keita, her face full of playfulness. "After all, I've already used the club funds to book the rooms for the camp. If we cancel, there will be a cancellation fee."
Her words completely blocked everyone's path of retreat.
"Awesome! Retreat! Creation!"
Koma Chihana was already completely immersed in her beautiful fantasies about the camp, even starting to ask Senior Tsukinoki and Tamaki what genres they were going to write.
Imaizumi Keita took a sip of the tea on the table, then picked up his school bag and sat back by the window, taking out his notebook and pen.
"Hey, Imaizumi-kun..."
Yanami Anna looked at the three people who were already discussing and sat down in the empty seat next to Imaizumi Keita with a troubled face.
She rested her chin on the table, turned her head to look at Imaizumi Keita, and let out a long sigh.
"What should I do... what on earth should I write?"
Her voice was full of worry. "I really don't know the first thing about novels or anything like that."
Imaizumi Keita's gaze didn't leave his notebook, the tip of his pen leaving lines of smooth handwriting on the paper.
Without even looking up, he replied casually, "Don't you usually love eating?"
"Then just write a story with food as the theme."
"Food?"
Yanami Anna's eyes lit up for a moment, but quickly dimmed again.
"But I only know what tastes good; I have no idea how to cook. The food novels I've read, aren't the protagonists all amazing chefs?"
"Who says the protagonist of a food novel has to be a chef?"
Imaizumi Keita finally stopped writing, turned his head to glance at her, his tone carrying a hint of strangeness.
"Then just write about what you ate and how it felt, wouldn't that work too?"
"That's way too casual!" Yanami protested dissatisfiedly.
She looked at Imaizumi Keita's appearance of not wanting to deal with her anymore, then looked at the notebook filled with dense text in front of him, and that competitive spirit in her heart flared up again.
This guy seems to be writing something very seriously...
Yanami Anna's gaze involuntarily fell on Imaizumi Keita's focused profile.
The sunlight through the window outlined his features clearly, and his long eyelashes cast a small shadow under his eyelids. He looked... unexpectedly handsome.
A thought emerged in her mind without warning.
If I can't write a story...
Then wouldn't writing about people work?
She looked at Imaizumi Keita, then thought of herself...
Pfft, not herself, she thought of Shioyaki Lemon...
These are all ready-made, excellent materials...
Yanami Anna's eyes grew brighter and brighter.
She could even imagine the beginning of the novel: an athletic girl who suffered a crushing defeat in love, meeting a sharp-tongued boy with a bad personality who never minced his words but always gave her a hand at critical moments...
Maybe...
Maybe I'm actually a hidden light novel genius!
A bright smile full of confidence and vitality reappeared on Yanami Anna's face.
She couldn't help but stand up from her seat, hands on her hips, and announced loudly to the air:
"Alright! I've decided!"
"What have you decided! Be quiet! You're breaking my train of thought!"
Imaizumi Keita turned around, looked at the erratic Yanami, and lightly tapped her forehead as a warning.
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