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Who: Keiichi, Misaki, Open to all.
What: Cooking Club Open House (looking for new members)
Where: Cooking Club Room
When: Saturday. After-school
Why: Because the current members MIGHT burn down the school in contravention of the club motto.


The club room had been polished to spotlessness, and a stack of leaflets sat on one of the tables near the room's entrance, advertising the virtues of the Cooking Club. It was about fifteen minutes before the room would be open to the students of the school, and behind Keiichi, the existing members worked dilligently on their cookies. After all, what would a Cooking Club open house be without yummy treats?

Sitting on one of the desks, feet kicking, his mind wandered to the events of yesterday. He still didn't quite know what was going on, but he would find out eventually. At least, he hoped that would be how it worked.

"Where's Misaki," he asked himself, referring to his first year second-in-command. The pink-haired girl was quite easy to talk to, he noted, and was also the only person who'd ever expressed any interest in being in the club to begin with. Hopefully, he could grab a few moments with her before the flood of future Cooking Club members entered.

Flood? Right. Maybe a trickle, if he was lucky.