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The task set by yokai was extremely simple — to familiarize everyone with the goals of the society and the proposed ways to achieve these goals. That's it! To carry out this action, the artels, reduced to foremen who were accompanying Amakawa-dono at that moment, exposed their girls and safely left to work. The most efficient teams were always like hot cakes with jam, and there was a queue. Is participation the main thing? That means the girls can handle it, too — there's nothing to get distracted. Moreover, Hiroe-dono approved. Oh yes, Hiroe-dono has realized, and now she will also think with her head first before giving valuable instructions...
[Haruhi Hirano, the bride of Hikari Goto (Pachi). However, she hasn't told him about it yet, because it's a surprise!]
Ten to thirty. Haruhi went up to the podium of the street stage, looked at a small group of young and older women, about fifteen people, tapped on the microphone and, after making sure that the sound amplifier was working, began her prepared speech:
"Hello everyone! I'm Haruhi, well, you probably know all this. Today we called everyone here to tell you about the Mutual Aid Squad. To be honest, we even came up with a long text about how good mutual help is, and I even wrote it down. So let me assume that I've already said it, and you've heard it and got into it. What? Oh, I can give it to you to read, but there are probably a lot of spelling mistakes! Fix it?! Hooray! Thank you, Watanabe-sensei!
Watanabe, a young elementary school teacher who went on maternity leave, waved her hand patronizingly.
"Actually, about the squad itself. Well, it's simple. We always have guys fighting every night, then getting drunk, putting up after a fight, then some other bullshit. Well, in the evening and at night it is not completely safe, rather the opposite. So Shinji-san decided to set up a patrol, not to strain the police, and it would be nice to get smart themselves. Moreover, we know where to drag Otoki when he walks on all fours and asks the cats for directions! And if which cat answers him, what should I do?"
Aya got out of the car, as the speaker mentioned the police, joined the laughter of the women's meeting — Otoki managed to distinguish himself at the station.
"Well, a patrol is good, but we've been talking it over and decided that it's not just the men we need to help. We should help our neighbors, we live together! For example, I recently learned the recipe for this soup, I'll tell you right now!.."
[Aya Suzuhi is a patrolman who is bored sitting in a car]
Damn it! And the soup must be delicious! Notepad, where's the notepad? Yeah, well, well.
"Hey, Haruhi-san! Don't dictate so quickly! Can I repeat it, I didn't have time to write it down?!"
[Ishida Rino is a senior patrolman who finally got enough sleep]
Ishida stretched, yawning sweetly. It was warm in the car, the stingy autumn sun warmed the body, its slanting rays through the windows pleasantly illuminated the interior. What time is it, is it already one o'clock? We can have lunch... wow!
There was a decent crowd in front of the stage, maybe fifty or sixty people, mostly women of different ages, and they were listening... Damn it, Suzuhi! What are you doing at the microphone? I just didn't want to get involved in politics, the authorities would take it away like that — we wouldn't be able to walk for a week!
"..In fact, you just need to moisturize your skin immediately after showering", He heard it as soon as he jumped out of the car. otherwise, the skin will become rough. Cucumber! Here is the main component! However, you need a blender..."
Kami-sama! What's going on out there?! So, we need to get the brat off the stage somehow, and...
[After two hours]
"...A guy who comes home after having a few drinks with friends is a normal guy! But the one who comes drunk in a striped mattress is not a man! What? Come out here and tell everyone, and we'll listen! Do you think I've been wearing this uniform for nothing for the past fifteen years? Do you know how many assholes like you went to a corpse truck because they couldn't cross the road? Are you his wife? Yes, I think a rolling pin will do, just don't kill the idiot, I sincerely ask!"
[Aya Suzuki]
"No, boss! Well, how could you think that we were asleep or had run away?! No, right here in the park. Yeah. No, there are a hundred people here, and it's fun! No, no fighting, boss! Rino-san personally controls everything!"
[Ami, Yokai the mantis]
"I've had problems with guys before, well, in bed. Well, when I feel good, I stop controlling myself and bite. And there's nothing to laugh about! I thought I'd have it forever, so I'll be alone. And then she found her Kuroki, just came up and said bluntly, "You seem to be able to hide your head. Shall we try it?" And there's nothing to be shy about! We're all adults here! How does he hide his head? No, I won't show you! This is my boyfriend, look for someone else! And stop embarrassing me even more!!!"
[Yumi, Yokai-wood spirit]
It was getting dark outside, and a rhythmic dance tune was playing from the speakers. People from two neighboring dorms pulled out tables, young couples danced in the open space. Rino-san, a stern and moustachioed policeman, conducted a master class on "how to drink without a single extra cup" in front of the hard workers who listened to him, Nakama, who returned from work, drew a diagram of end-to-end street checks by volunteer patrols right on one of the tables, and Aya actively gave recommendations. Haruhi emotionally explained to the two types of slightly goofy appearance that "you need to know the measure, and in general, you think, they gave it to the eye. I have to live honestly, that's what my dad always told me!" The gops were squirming, trying to retreat and escape, but Ami was watching them from behind, and these assholes were frankly afraid to mess with her, so they kept glancing at her.
"How's it going?" The Patchi who came up also squinted at the assholes being processed.
"Fifty-eight applications, here are the questionnaires," The girl handed the elder Nakama a neat stack of sheets in a folder. "Tomorrow, more girls and some of the men wanted to come over — they don't remember their passport details."
"Well, apparently another dozen will definitely come, it's good that we ordered a hundred pieces at once in the printing house." The octopus shrugged his shoulders. "Do you think there are many people here?"
"There are two hundred people, it's now. During the day, many people came and went, so we can probably talk about a figure of about half a thousand."
"Hiroe-dono said that thirty people who wanted to join the squad was the ceiling with this approach..."
"She said that no one would be superfluous."
"Yeah!"
"Most likely, half of them will refuse, as they think."
"Exactly..."
[The next day, Pachi, at the facility]
"Hi! Yes, I am! What do you mean, "have you run out of forms?!" Damn it! Now I'm calling the printing company, then Kashi. Yes! I think we did something wrong... Maybe we didn't explain the tasks of the Squad clearly enough? Yes, I will ask!"
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