I’ve Been Working My Hardest as Manager of the Girls’ Track and Field Team, but Ever Since I Retired, the Team Members Have Been Coming at Me Like Crazy!?
“Whoa, you’re late. What happened? You weren’t just hanging out with the other three, were you?”
When we arrived at the hotel, the teacher, who was waiting in the lobby, immediately started blurting out nonsense in a loud voice.
“Sorry, a few things came up.”
“I see, I see. Go check in quickly. Also, what time is dinner?”
“Seriously, you should be the one handling that kind of thing.”
“Haha, I’m just not the type to handle that sort of thing.”
“That’s nothing to brag about. Um, I’ll set it up for 6:30 for now. You can all take a bath on your own after that.”
“Got it. See you later, then.”
The teacher got into the elevator without waiting for us.
I, too, headed straight for the elevator after confirming that everyone had checked in.
Anyway, I just wanted to go back to my room alone and calm down for a bit.
Luckily, I’m on a different floor from the three girls, so they probably won’t follow me all the way to my room.
At least, that’s what I thought.
“Hey, Mitchi.”
Shiratori, standing in front of the call button, asked me without turning around.
“What’s up? Hurry up and call the elevator.”
“Hey, why is Mitchi the only one with a different room?”
“Well, like I said before, we can’t exactly have guys and girls in the same room, and unlike everyone else, I’m in a private room, so I’m on a different floor.”
“Why do you have a private room, Mitchi?”
“W-well, it’s because I’m the only guy here.”
“Liar.”
“…Huh?”
“You’re definitely lying!”
Shiratori started frantically tugging at her hair, looking completely flustered.
“Liar, liar, liar! You’re definitely planning to bring a girl back here!”
“C-calm down, Shiratori! I have no intention of—”
“Then how are you going to prove you’re not lying!?”
“W-well…”
“See? He’s flustered! Mitchi, you’re definitely up to something!”
Terrified by Shiratori’s sudden hysterics, he looked at Yukimura as if seeking help.
“H-hey, Yukimura, say something to him!”
“I agree with Moe on that one.”
“Huh?”
“There’s absolutely no guarantee that Mitsuru won’t bring a girl back to the room.”
“No, but that’s not—”
“It’s way too selfish of you to put the three of us in a room together just so you can have fun on your own. We’re not letting you go to the room until we figure out a plan.”
Yukimura stood in front of the elevator entrance and glared at me.
“Hey, Hayase, he has really gone too far this time.”
“Sen-chan, I’m sorry, but they’re right.”
“……Huh?”
“Plus, I heard the bed in your room is a semi-double. Why did you get such a big bed?”
“W-well, that was the only room available.”
“That’s a lame excuse. I’m not letting Sen-chan go to the room until he shows some sincerity.”
Hayase also stood in front of the elevator.
“W-wait a minute, everyone. Just move out of the way.”
“No way. Mitchi, if you want to go to the room, you’d better clear up these suspicions.”
What suspicions are you even talking about?
You guys are just suffering from paranoia.
“Mitsu. I want to talk this out and come to an understanding. Will you listen to my conditions?”
“…Go ahead, say it.”
“Don’t lock the door under any circumstances. How about that?”
“W-what’s the point of that?”
“At least it means you won’t be having a secret rendezvous with someone behind closed doors, right? Or do you have something you want to do on the sly with the door locked?”
“N-no, not really.”
“But what?”
“…I’m holding onto the expenses, so I was worried it might be a security issue.”
“Then let’s have the teacher hold onto them. Is that okay?”
“……”
I couldn’t say yes right away.
The room key was my only lifeline, since I was staying at the same hotel as these three who’d turned into emotional wrecks.
Leaving the door unlocked meant these guys could come into my room whenever they wanted.
That was something I wanted to avoid at all costs, but…
“No? Well, then, we’ll all go to Mitsuru’s room.”
“Fine, that’s fine. Just please step away from the elevator.”
I nodded, thinking that if I resisted any further, they’d probably offer even worse terms.
After all, they were just about to say something about my room, weren’t they?
“Hmm, you’re quite reasonable. Everyone, is that okay with you?”
“I’m fine with it. What about Masa?”
“I’m fine with that. Let’s head back to our rooms for now.”
Finally having been given permission to take the elevator, I headed toward my room.
Arriving at my floor first, I got off the elevator, leaving the three of them behind, and trudged back to my room.
As soon as I reached the room, my hand almost reached for the doorknob, but I quickly pulled it back.
If I’d locked the door when they came to the room…
My mood plummeted as I imagined what might have happened, and I collapsed onto the slightly spacious queen-size bed.