An Ex-popular Guy Can’t Get Love Down His Throat

>“It’s not impossible, but both of my parents are quite busy this month, so there’s a good chance they won’t be home for the holidays.”

“Yeah, and regarding fire, you’ll need to be accompanied by an adult.
If you have a parent or guardian around it’s fine, but otherwise, I’ll be there.”

I understand that when it comes to overnight stays, such as camping, there must be an adult present, but is that also true when dealing with fire? Thinking about it, from a teacher’s point of view, an outdoorsy club might be tough to handle, even though the amount of activities isn’t high.

However, since Yuki already refused, the choice would be between me and the boss.
My house isn’t too large, but it has a decent garden.
It won’t be a problem, I think.

“Erm, what about the barbecue set? I don’t have one,” I added.

“I do,” the boss said.

Since that kind of equipment is generally bulky, it would be easier to do it at her house.
Sure, her parents might not be there, but if the teacher is, she can safely lead the way.
Well, it all depends on the boss.

“How about the boss’ house? I mean, if it’s inconvenient, we can do it at mine.”

“We have the teacher, it’ll be fine.”

“Tachibana’s house, that’s fine.
When do you want to do it?”

“Whenever is fine for everyone,” she asked for confirmation, but honestly, I don’t mind any date.
What I mean by that is, I don’t have any plans.

“Any day is fine,” I said.
“What about you, Yuki?”

“…Anytime,” she sounded dissatisfied due to me being the one who asked.
Despite that, she was willing to participate.

“How about next Sunday? I’ve got things to do on Saturday,” Mrs.
Tainaka added.

We’re basically always good to go, so it’s fine to just fit in with her.
But we’re also making her work on a weekend, and that makes me feel a bit sorry.

That’s fine with me too.”

“So next Sunday then.
Where is your house, boss?”

“It’s about 20 minutes from school and 10 from the station.”

“That’s pretty close.
I guess we can just meet up at the station then.”

“Sure.
Oh, teacher, how much is the club’s budget?”

“It’s only 3000 yen a month,” she answered.
(T/N: 23-ish dollari-doos.)

I never stopped to think about it, but yeah, there is a club budget.
We’re a rather small one, and the teacher is pretty laissez-faire, so she just left it up to the students to decide how to spend the money.

But 3000 yen? That’s less than what I’d expected it to be.
Well, if our club grows, they might invest more in us as well as some sort of management strategy.
Guess that happens for every other club, not just ours.
Actually, considering we’re a three-person club, and with the number of clubs this school has, it might be a lot.

In any case, I’ll just let the boss decide what to do with the money.

“That’s not much,” she felt the same way.
“Then, on the day of the BBQ, we’ll meet at the station’s west exit at 11 AM.
Then, we’ll pass by the supermarket and then go to my house.”

“Okay,” Yuki and I answered.

“Mhm, just don’t be late,” she added.

Thus, the barbecue’s details were set in stone without much trouble.