But thinking rationally, that was indeed rather difficult.
Dark's fingers gradually moved toward Applin's stem leaves.
It wasn't as if no one else at Saint Marian Academy liked the Doll Club.
It was simply that joining a club purely for that hobby—and giving up the resources of a proper club because of it—was far too great a price to pay.
After weighing the pros and cons, most normal people would choose to give up.
Moreover, this senior's personal charm was rather limited. She would most likely be unable to recruit anyone.
At that thought, Dark narrowed his eyes slightly and examined her more closely.
Third-year students were usually fourteen years old.
Fourteen-year-old girls in this world were already relatively mature. Yet this Fool House senior's face looked somewhat childish. Not only did she wear twin ponytails, but she was also dressed in flamboyant clothes that were clearly sewn by herself. On the table sat a teddy bear doll with stuffing deliberately exposed from its head.
—She had dressed herself up like a doll!
Dark observed her brown hair and turquoise-green eyes, and a thought began to form in his mind.
"She likes dolls, and I like Ragdoll Cats. We're both about dolls. Could this be a coincidence of fate?"
Seeing that the third-year senior seemed to have noticed something, Dark immediately withdrew his gaze and focused his attention on Meowth's whiskers.
"Meow!"
Meowth clamped its mouth around his finger!
"Pfft!"
Brittany Cretins happened to witness the scene and couldn't help covering her mouth as she laughed softly.
Of course, she could not possibly overlook the second-year student next door who was being fought over by so many major clubs.
In fact, there were not many people left in Saint Marian Academy who could not call him by name.