The Delinquent Shimizu-san Sitting Next to Me Has Dyed Her Hair Black-Chapter 7Volume 2 .1 - Shimizu-san and the Kings Game

Shimizu-san and the King’s Game 1

On a certain day off, I found myself standing in my home’s entryway, wearing my school uniform.

Why would I be wearing a uniform on a day off?

It’s because I’m going to school today for stargazing.

“I’m off.”

As I gripped the doorknob to open the front door, I heard a voice call out from behind me.

“Wait, Onii-chan.”

Turning around, I saw Teruno inexplicably standing in the hallway near the entrance.

“What’s wrong, Teruno?”

I should have already told Teruno that I was going to school today for stargazing.

“…Are you going?”

“Yeah, the weather is clear, making it an ideal day for stargazing. Do you need something?”

“…No, it’s nothing.”

With that, Teruno walked away from me.

(I wonder what’s bothering Teruno?)

Although I was a little concerned about Teruno, I remembered that the meeting time was drawing near, so I hurriedly opened the front door and left the house.

***

“Hello.”

About ten minutes before the meeting time, I arrived at the Astronomy Club’s clubroom.

“Ah, Daiki-kun is here too. Now the Astronomy Club member is all here!”

Just as Ai-san said, the four other Astronomy Club members were already present in the clubroom.

“Sorry I’m late.”

“No need to apologize, Hondo. We were the ones who arrived too early.”

“That’s right, it’s still before the meeting time, so there’s absolutely no problem.”

“Thank you. By the way, what are we going to do now, Ai-san?”

I ask Ai-san as I take my seat.

“So, Ai, what exactly are we planning to do now?”

“Hehehe, well, since all the club members are here, I suppose I can tell you.”

For some reason, Ai-san strikes a mysterious pose.

“Just get to the point.”

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“I agree with Shimizu-san.”

“Impatient ladies, aren’t you? Fine, I’ll tell you my plan. What we’re going to do is…”

” ‘is’ what?”

“It’s The King’s Game! …uh? What’s with those faces? You all look so dumbfounded.”

“…Why go through the trouble of assembling us hours early just to play the King’s Game?”

Indeed, what could be Ai-san’s intention behind suggesting the King’s Game?

“You see, I’ve been thinking. It’s been over a month since we reformed the Astronomy Club, and I feel we still lack a sense of unity among members. So, I thought about how we could strengthen our bond, and I came up with this King’s Game!”

“Why the King’s Game? There are plenty of other better activities.”

As Yousuke-san points out, there seem to be other ways to increase our sense of unity, not just the King’s Game.

“Well, if it’s sports, then Kei would have an advantage with her amazing athleticism, and if it’s a quiz, Yousuke would likely win, right? So, I thought of a game that involves luck and can be enjoyed by everyone, and that’s how I arrived at the King’s Game.”

“…You have a point.”

Seto-san seems somewhat convinced by Ai-san’s explanation.

“I get that physical or intellectual games could be biased, so the King’s Game makes sense in that regard. But have you properly set the rules?”

“Of course, I don’t know how much everyone knows about the King’s Game, so I’ll explain from the beginning.”

With that, Ai-san took out five slender, angular wooden sticks from her bag.

They were probably splittable chopsticks.

“The tools we’ll use for the King’s Game are essentially these five sticks. First, everyone will draw a stick, and the person who gets the stick with ‘King’ written on it becomes the king. The king can then give orders by specifying a number from one to four. How about we give it a try?”

Ai-san then held up the five sticks, hiding their lower portions.

“Everyone, please draw one stick in turn.”

Following the instructions, we all draw sticks.

The one I picked has the number ‘two’ written on it.

“Okay, who’s the king? Who drew the stick with ‘King’ written on it?”

“It’s me.”

Seto-san slowly raises her hand.

“Alright, so this time Mio-chan is the king. You can declare a number from one to four and then give an order.”

“Is anything allowed?”

“As long as it’s within the bounds of common sense, it’s fine.”

“Alright. The number I choose is two.”

My heart skips a beat; that’s the number on my stick.

“The command is… if you have any sweets, I’d like one.”

“It’s not Halloween!”

It’s far too early in the year to be trick-or-treating.

“Hmm, that’s so like Mio-chan. Now, who has number two?”

“That would be me.”

“I see, Daiki-kun. Do you happen to have any sweets?”

“Please wait a moment.”

I rummage through my backpack and find a matcha-flavored dorayaki that I bought after hearing Seto-san talk about it some time ago.

“Will this do?”

I hand the dorayaki to Seto-san.

“Hondō-kun, are you a god?”

“…I’m glad if it makes you happy.”

Seto-san’s voice seems happier than usual.

“Alright, let’s call it there for now! Everyone got the basic flow, right?”

Everyone in the Astronomy Club except for Ai-san nods in agreement.

“Great, then it’s time for questions! If anyone has anything they don’t understand, feel free to ask! Although you can ask once we start the King’s Game as well.”

“I do have a question, actually.”

“Yes, Yousuke. What is it?”

“Does the person receiving the command have the right to refuse it?”

“Hmm, Yousuke, are you planning to give a bad command?”

A grin that can only be described as mischievous is plastered across Ai-san’s face.

“It’s to confirm how far we have to go in obeying commands when you’re the king.”

“I would never give such a terrible command! But you’re right, if we have to obey every command, things could get out of hand. So let’s do this: if everyone except for the person giving the command and the one receiving it says ‘no’, then the command is canceled.”

“Why doesn’t the person receiving the command get a say?”

“Because then people like Kei would likely reject every command directed at her.”

“Ugh.”

It seems that comment hit the mark.