The reasons for not wanting to leave the Oolong Tea Research Club were varied and bizarre. Some of them gave Yukino Yukinoshita and the others much food for thought, such as:
"Every foot has its inch, and every inch has its foot..."
But far more of them were like this:
"Everyone in the club is great. We all share the same goal and are full of initiative..." Getting people drunk.
"The circle keeps getting bigger. I never thought I'd get to meet so many friends..." Drinking buddies.
"Exercising together is the best!" Meaning getting drunk and sprinting around like maniacs.
"You don't have to get involved in club disputes. You can do whatever you want..." Rich enough to do as they pleased.
"The upperclassmen are all so kind. You don't have to call them senpai every day..." When people drank enough, even a father and son could put on a heartwarming display of brotherly affection and filial piety. Seniority???
It had to be said that people in this country took surveys remarkably seriously, and few ever lied when filling one out. Thus, as Yukino Yukinoshita and the others looked over reason after reason for refusing to leave the club, they fell silent. After a long while, the second young lady said quietly, "Can a club really achieve this much?"
"I can understand having a shared goal..." Eriri Sawamura said hesitantly. "After all, our art club has goals too, but because of that..."
"Not goals—friends!" Before she could finish, Masuzu Natsukawa could not help saying, "Look at this one: 'The circle keeps getting bigger. I never thought I'd get to make so many friends.' Can you really become friends with everyone in a club just by joining it? Isn't that a little too easy...?"
"That depends on what one defines