CHAPTER 8 "Ā, Koru-chan wa eigo nomi o hanasu?" This boy, Maebara Ayase, was apparently Tsukimia-san's friend. "Hai," Tsukimia-san leaned up against a poorly painted, faint red wall. I actually really didn't know what the room was supposed to be, but judging by the seriously to-large-to-explain amount of loose papers, jumbled up desks and a collection of various trinkets it the back, this was probably some sort of club room. "Dono yō na mendōna," Maebara-San groaned. I wondered what they were talking about. Obviously me, but what about me? Well, I heard my supposed name and the word 'Eigo' which means English, so he's probably ticked off at my lack of ability to communicate with the Japanese. "Koru-kun, Watashitachi no kurabu ni sanka shitaidesu ka?" Tsukimia-San directed at me, and of course I could only stare at him blankly. The two turned their backs to me again and began whispering rapidly. "Eto..." Maebara-San began after a long discussion and some translating via cellphone, "Would yuu liko tu join ouru clubo?" Without hesitation, I quickly agreed. It didn't matter what sort of club it was, as long as I was with Tsukimia-san, I was okay with it. "Congradyulations!" Tsukimia-san shook my hand. "Well Como tu tsi Manga Clubo." Manga club? Just my forte. I thought as I tried to ignore the smirk creeping across my face.