"Mmngh, mmugh!" Hearing my answer, the garbage producer Zaimokuza made a disgusting noise. "Y-you called the sure-fire strategy I stayed up all night thinking up garbage..."
Who knew what he was muttering about... This thing was supposed to be a sure-fire strategy?
I looked again at the garbage he had handed me—correction, the "proposal" supposedly containing a sure-fire strategy. Naturally, yesterday's conversation came to mind.
"The pride shattered in battle can only be reclaimed through battle. Hachiman, don't you agree?" Zaimokuza had suddenly appeared and said something like that.
The battle he meant was probably all the mistakes Hiratsuka-sensei had made at the otaku matchmaking event. I see. That did make sense.
For example, PTSD, commonly known as psychological trauma, was treated by first confronting the source of that trauma. In other words, exposure therapy.
"Heh. Since ancient times, the proper path has been for a protagonist defeated in battle to rise again and win in the end. There is romance in that. The same goes for pirates, and the same goes for ninjas."
But there was no way Zaimokuza had thought that deeply about it. He had only said it because of his chuunibyou mindset.
"In any case, leave this incident to me, Sword General Yoshiteru Zaimokuza! Rest assured, I shall handle everything! I will not lead you astray! Hwahahahaha‼"
And so, after school the next day, Zaimokuza called me to the nearest Saizeriya. I arrived with a grim expression, where he forcibly shoved that bizarre document at me, and here we were.
I asked him, "So what exactly is this?"
"Hmm? As you can see, it is a proposal secret manual recording a sure-fire strategy for otaku matchmaking."
It was not. What kind of sure-fire strategy was packed with so many tiny details? And what was with calling