"The Service Club believes in teaching people how to fish rather than simply giving them fish. It isn't a place for granting wishes..."
Sogo Doma saw a huge pit—and somehow, he was standing at the bottom of it. Come to think of it, had that old woman Shizuka Hiratsuka been waiting for him to fall into this? No wonder she'd suddenly had Yukinoshita recruit people and threatened to hold him back a year...
"I know," Mafuyu Kirisu said. "The Service Club teaches those seeking help what to do, right? I'm seeking help now. Please teach me how to clean!"
"Huh?" Sogo Doma froze for a moment, then he couldn't take it anymore. "Hey, hey, didn't you hear what I just said? Housework and all that isn't important at all..."
"That may be true, but as your educator, I feel I should lead by example..."
"There's really no need..."
"Especially you, Doma. You're clearly so gifted..."
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"In short, I won't let you waste your talent for nothing. But if even I, as an educator, have things I can't do, then you'll have grounds..."
"There's really no need..." Sogo Doma hurriedly said. "Even if you could do everything, I'd still find grounds..."
"Huh?" Was he really being that direct?
"Ahem. I mean, what does that have to do with me? A teacher is a teacher, and I'm me. Why do you always want to force your own beliefs onto me?"
"In the words of the Celestial Empire: 'A teacher is one who imparts knowledge, teaches skills, and resolves doubts.' Since you know the Celestial Empire so well, you must know that saying, right?"
"That saying does exist, but did you eat up 'the student surpasses the master'? Did you eat up 'when three walk together, one of them can be my