Superhumans of the Dome City-Chapter 80 - 3 Let’s Start a Club!
80: Chapter 3 Let’s Start a Club!
80 -3 Let’s Start a Club!
Club activities.
Groups formed by multiple students with common interests to conduct hobby-related activities during their spare time.
In anime and manga, it’s often a small club with only 5 to 7 members, but in reality, it’s more common to encounter larger organizations with a dozen or more members, often named “XX Club.”
Gongsun Ce hadn’t joined any clubs in high school; he only heard about their dull aspects from friends—ranging from virtually no club activities, most participants being never-seen ghost members, to interactions often centered around a small clique, making it more of a social scene than a hobby pursuit, and so on.
Kaldesia, the one who complained about these to him, had joined the Astronomy Club.
When their club president in a higher grade rejected her star-gazing event proposal for the fifth time and suggested karaoke and nightclubs as alternative plans, the furious blonde hatted girl concluded her high school club experience by setting a fire that engulfed the entire activity room and the other members’ clothes.
To this day, he still believes that even in this city, it was a highly creative way to quit a club.
Afterwards, Kaldesia never joined any club again, so Gongsun Ce was somewhat surprised when he heard her mention club activities.
The silver-haired young man put down his chicken leg, propped his chin with both hands, and said with a steady tone that wouldn’t offend sensitive people, “Listen to me, Kaldesia Spencer.
If you have any dissatisfaction with your current university life, your first choice should be to have a good chat with us—or simply find a suitable time to vent to Mr.
Shiyu all afternoon—instead of ending things with a fiery explosion after your unilateral expectations are dashed once more.”
The excited blonde hatted girl pointed at the silver-haired man across from her: “It’s not like that, the clubs at Central United University are completely different from those boring little groups we had in high school. ƒreewebηoveℓ.com
I’ve done my homework perfectly this morning!
Lianyi!”
Before she shouted “Lianyi!”, an anticipating Mr.
Shiyu had already reached into his bag and pulled out a notebook.
Every time he witnessed a scene like this, he marveled at how well these two collaborated.
How many times had he been summoned, had his name called out, to develop such a predictive conditioned response?
From an outsider’s perspective, it’d seem strenuous and excessive, but the party in question seemed to enjoy it.
With the table piled with junk food leaving no room for anything else, the Superpower User made the notebook levitate, flicking through the elegant handwritten notes page by page.
Miss Qin took a glance, “Isn’t everything written by Mr.
Shiyu?”
“That’s not important!” the assertive blonde woman swept her hand grandly, “What matters is the content of the notes.
Look, the Superpower Sumo Club actually hosts sumo matches and exorcism rituals regularly!
Members of the Ancient Culture Club communicate using ancient languages from different countries!
The members of the Manga Club have monthly exchanges of original comics, and some have even been accepted for publication in magazines!”
These university students sounded so competitive.
Besides, while the other two were understandable, what was Superpower Sumo all about?
Were the wrestlers pushing each other around while trading superpower punches?
To outsiders, wouldn’t that simply look like heavyweight street thugs fighting in loincloths?
Achieving the weight of a professional sumo wrestler during the university stage also seemed like quite a feat.
Truly determined, those Superpower Sumo wrestlers.
“This is the kind of club activity I imagined, not some messy social scene, but a group of like-minded people working hard together for something they are passionate about!
Time is precious, my dear friends.
We’re already half a year into university life; if we don’t figure something out soon, our youth will slip away!”
Our youth is slipping away rather quickly.
This guy has only been on the track for a few years.
Is he really in such a hurry to pass the baton to menopause, the weary teenage runner tired of work?
Miss Qin expressed her view, “If we consider youth to end with university graduation, there are still three and a half years.”
With that, the two peers quickly veered off the original topic and delved into a discussion about “the cut-off point of youth.” The Superpower User always thought these matters had no objective standards—Miss Shiyu was approaching her mid-twenties and sometimes still acted very youthfully—so he didn’t listen to a word and instead focused on Mr.
Shiyu’s handwritten notes.
He noticed that under the description of each club, there was a red cross marked with a pen.
The silver-haired youth tried flipping through a few more pages; without exception, there was a red cross under all the notes.
“…”
He twitched the corner of his mouth, and Mr.
Shiyu glanced over with a distant look.
(Don’t tell me she dislikes them all.)
(Kaldesia originally said, “They’re all serious, but too boring!”)
(My comment is ‘ultimate torture king.’)
(Haha…)
The two female university students concluded their discussion with “the end of sophomore year is the end of youth,” to which Qin Qianbai silently nodded.
After finishing lunch, he’d have to find a way to clear her of this misinformation.
He couldn’t let the young lady turn into the sort of crazed woman full of anxiety about youth seated across from them.
The crazed woman declared, “Back to the point!
After some investigation, Lianyi and I discovered that the university clubs do meet some of my expectations, but their main activities are a bit, no, they’re too conventional.”
