[img]https://fontmeme.com/permalink/210317/555075298c0c78a898e1208734a75eee.png[/img][Right]April 11th. Hinotori High School.[/Right][hr]

Genki let out a sigh as he realized that the club wasn't being shut down. Looks like Linda had until the end of the week to get those club forms done. And now with Diago's spontaneous joining, looks like the club would be getting funding, and everything would work out fine. Hopefully. As Ueno continued talking, she mentioned introductions from Linda, followed by the confession of a certain soft spot for said club. How interesting. Perhaps she'd be a little more lenient with getting the club more exotic ingredients or something. Or, maybe she'd just end up getting the club some random item, like a waffle iron. Money probably wasn't something the school had a lot of, considering the recent renovation.

As Genki's mind wandered about the potential future, he quickly realized that he should probably be paying more attention. On the tail end of Linda's introduction, Genki began to listen more intently. It would've been pretty embarrassing if he had been asked a question and had just stood there drooling. 

Daigo let out a relatively meek "Hello" before awkwardly wandering into the room itself. Guy seemed scared of his own shadow. Though given the recent "adventure" they had gone through, shadows were definitely something to be wary of. Looking back towards Ueno, she was mid bow, introducing herself as well. Ueno Emiha, student council treasurer. Well, that certainly would explain why Linda seemed so scared of her.

As she seemed to compose herself, she began her connection to the club. Apparently, a close friend of hers -who was also one of the missing students- was a member of the club, and to preserve his memory, she was adamant on keeping the club up and running. Genki suddenly realized he had been [i]very[/i] quiet during this whole conversation. As Ueno finished speaking, insinuating that she'd be keeping an eye on the group, Genki finally spoke up.

[color=ed1c24]"Well, hey, if you're not to busy,"[/color] He spoke, slowly entering the room, taking in its many shiny utensils. [color=ed1c24]"Maybe we could all make something together? Although..."[/color] His voice trailed off for a brief second. [color=ed1c24]"I don't exactly have a lot of cooking experience, so maybe something simple like uh..."[/color] He looked down and to the side as he searched his mind. What was something simple that they could easily make here? He then thought of the waffle iron idea from earlier. That's it! What are pancakes but flatter and arguably worse waffles? [color=ed1c24]"...How about pancakes? Those are simple enough!"[/color][hr][right]Interacting with/Mentioning:[@Scribe of Thoth][@Hero][@Obscene Symphony][/right]