hopes peak's anime club

the journalist club

The bell rang once again. The sound he'd become used to signifying the end of the day and the beginning of another club meeting but something felt off as he approached the doors. Was...was he being watched? He shook off his blatant paranoia as nothing and opened the door to see kokichi searching through kiibo's bag "uhm..." Even his small awkward mumble was heard by kokichi and the attention was on him. "Ranchi...." He said in an suspicious yet seductive tone as he took a step forward making rantaro instinctively take a step back "buddy....recruit...." He continued. Rantaro felt his back hit a wall and before he knew it he was cornered by the small yet intimidating boy. "are you working with the council" He asked, getting straight to the point with a dead serious expression. It put rantaro on the spot, startling him into temporary silence "wh- no...why would you think that"

"Well...someone ratted us out for staying after school without the permission of a teacher or a student council member" The boy explained, occasionally switching his gaze to the ceiling as he tried to remember what happened "I have two strikes left before we start getting put in detention for this...and I can't afford that ranchi" Kokichi continued as he shook rantaro slightly to relieve some of his stress before inhailing and speaking again, this time with a carefree smile "so we need to find the rat and kick them out of the club!"

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After what seemed like an eternity of looking for bugs, wires, microphones, camera's whatever rantaro spotted something through the window. One girl and one boy were on the roof staring into the clubroom with binoculars "ranchi....what are you looking at?" Kokichi followed his gaze to the roof "no way....is that...." Silence for a moment before the club leaders eyes widened. He ran out of the clubroom with a simple command "follow me" Everyone else exchanged confused looks before following the club leader all the way to the roof.

Unfortunately by the time they got there kokichi had apprehended both of them and had tied them up useing his worn and slightly dirty shoelaces so they missed all of the action.

The girl had long blue hair, glasses and had a camera around her neck and the boy had long greenish hair and had a strange mask on. They both looked very irritated that they got caught "look it's the losers from the newspaper club" "It's the journalist club!" The girl corrected "journalist shmornalist it's still super lame" Kokichi taunted. Rantaro crouched down next to the two captured journalists "so....why are you spying on us?"

For a moment neither of them answered before the dark green haired boy said "well...we were simply trying to get our clubroom back, if you get forced to disband then we could use the room instead of the storage closet-" "Didn't your club fail because it was just tsmoog and borekiyo?" "Quiet you insufferable swine" Kokichi looked startled by korekiyo's sudden insult "e-eh!? I-i was just telling my friends what happened you don't have to be so mean about it" Kokichi sniffled as his eyes welled up with crocodile tears "you know.... You could just ask the student council for a spare room" Kiibo said, pointing out the obvious

"Don't you think we tried that? Our club isn't big enough and there were no spare rooms so they threw us in the storage closet...." Rantaro sighed before standing up straight "well anyway...you guys done stalking us?" Tsumugi laughed at the question which irritated rantaro immediately "no! Do you understand how many stories you guys could make? Even if our goals change we'll never stop unless the people stop reading!" Korekiyo nodded in agreement with the girl. The club exchanged looks before kokichi said "....you guys wanna forget this and go to McDonald's"

Everyone nodded before walking towards the doors.

"Wait what about us!"

"You get to go stargazing....have fun"

"W-wait no! Untie us!"

"Y-you don't deserve it"

"B-but we-"

"Bye bye Sutōkā"

"We'll bring you guys something back from McDonald's"

And then they were gone.