"Chun-kun, you're here! I'll work hard at today's training and help you beat the senpai."
Looking at the pink-haired girl bouncing before me, I felt as if I had returned to the day I first got into Gunpla battles. This girl was the very culprit who'd gotten me tangled up in Bandai's money-grubbing schemes.
"Sorry, Sana. Today's training is a one-on-one match. I'll make sure you get a proper workout."
The black-haired beauty, the most terrifying person in our Gundam Model Club, dragged Sana into what could only be called hell. Meanwhile, our club's new member, a junior named Seto Ip, fixed me with a sharp, determined gaze:
"Senpai, after all the effort I put in last night, I'm sure I can beat you."
"Eek, is someone having a match? Count me in!"
"Me too..."
"Ichinose? Kohamori? You don't go to our school. What are you doing here?"
Seeing that familiar figure passing by the doorway, I finally found someone I could ask for help:
"Toma! Save me! I can't handle this many people!"
"...Sorry, I have to pick up my younger siblings. I'll be going."
"Damn it, you set me up! Toma!"
