Receiving the forms from the office with Sayori seemed to be a quick transition, which was strange to you. The game was giving so much content, you thought the office would be its own area. What has changed though are small details in the hallway. You notice that background characters are more present, possibly representing the other clubs your virtual school has. To you, it made your experience more real.On the other hand, you still had the conversation about the festival with Sayori. The dialogue was still much the same, even retaining the same poem she should would recite as an example in the pre-update. After that, you would go into the classroom for the supplies. However, after the conversation about the festival ended with Sayori spinning around, she would take interest of something that was happening outside the window. She was easily distracted by it.“Um… Sayori?” You called for her attention.“Look Riko! Look at her!” Sayori points at something through the window.“Huh?” You look to where she was pointing at. It was a basketball court that got her attention. 1-on-1 matches were being played on the court. You squint to see what exactly was catching Sayori’s attention.“Look at her go!” She exclaimed.You paid attention at the current match that was happening on court. It appears that a girl with red hair was absolutely owning an entire group of boys in 1-on-1 matches. When the match was over, the girl did not hesitate to taunt her losing opponent.“Wow! She’s really good!” Sayori exclaimed again.“Can’t say I disagree myself.” You replied. “I’d be embarrassed if I was beaten by a girl too.” You wondered if that basketball girl was going to serve any importance in the future. Since the game wanted you to take notice of her, it was likely going to be the case.“Hehe~” Sayori stuck her tongue out a little.“Not that you could beat me in anything, that is.” You said.She pouted. “Huh!? What makes you say that?”“It’s simply the law of the universe.” You sarcastically answered with a snicker.“Oh yeah?” Sayori was challenging you. “I bet I can make better poems than you!”“Sure, if that helps you sleep at night.” You said.“And it does!” She said proudly. “As a proud, young woman myself, I can make poems better than you, Riko!” Then she was distracted again, her sudden moment of dominance quickly fading away. “Oh, look! An empty classroom. Let’s find the supplies there.” Classic Sayori. She went into the room.“Right.” You chuckled a little. That moment of Sayori trying to assert her dominance over you was more silly than threatening. You go into the classroom to get the supplies with her. When you stepped inside of the classroom with Sayori, a familiar face appeared. It was Miss Watanabe.“Well, well, well! What a surprise.” The teacher chuckled. This must’ve been her classroom, the classroom you went to in the morning. “My favorite couple in crime is here.”“Oh! Hey Miss Watanabe!” Sayori greeted.You groaned when Miss Watanabe said “couple in crime” but you shrugged it off. There was no way you’re going to stop her from saying that.“Hello, Miss.” You greeted.“What are you doing in my class afterschool? Aren’t you two supposed to be in a get-together?” Miss Watanabe joked around. “I have to work, you know.”“Well, you see, we’re getting supplies for posters to make.” Sayori answered cheerfully.“Posters for…?” Miss Watanabe asked curiously.“The activities that the literature club is going to do for the festival.” You replied.Miss Watanabe gasped a little, perhaps sarcastically. “A literature club!? Hm!” She crossed her arms. “You two are in a literature club, I assume?”“Yep!” Sayori answered.“Mhm.” You said.“Well, that’s an even bigger surprise than coming in unnoticed!” The teacher said. “The biggest surprise, and question, would be this—who thought it was a good idea to leave out their English teacher from all this literature fun? Not very nice! Hmph!”You weren’t sure if Miss Watanabe was mad or was simply playing around. Her sarcastic nature made it all too ambiguous.“Oh yeah! Eheh…” Sayori scratched the back of her head. “Sorry about that, I didn’t think our president, Monika, thought that out.Miss Watanabe chuckled a bit more when she heard that name.“That’s why we’re also asking you to be the club’s sponsor!” Sayori continued.“Ah, sponsor? Are you telling me that the club doesn’t even have a sponsor yet?” Miss Watanabe asked.“Unfortunately, that’s the case.” You replied.“Not even a sponsor! And it’slate into the school year, it could’ve been taken down by the office by now.” The teacher pouted. “That Monika better have a good reason for this. Had this club been a student in my class, I would’ve made them stand in the hallway while carrying buckets of water for irresponsibility!”“Jeez… you’re so strict, Miss.” You tell her.“Yet you always try to find something funny in all the things you do!” Sayori said after.Miss Watanabe sighed and then smiled a little. “Life sometimes likes to play jokes on you. That’s why you laugh with life.”“That’s really good advice!” Sayori commented.You are not sure if you could say the same yourself. You bring the topic back to club sponsorship.“So Miss, will you become our club sponsor?” You asked.“Of course, Riko. A club shouldn’t be left without someone to look over it. Besides, as an adult, I could help with anything necessary your club needs… like writing advice.” Your teacher winks. “So you two need supplies for posters?”You and Sayori nod your heads.“In the closet, there are plenty of supplies. You might even want to call it a treasure trove, if you will.” She continued.“Okay!” Sayori said with glee. “Thank you, Miss Watanabe!” She would approach the closet with you.“Not a problem~” Miss Watanbe responded.As Sayori opens the closet, you find that the closet was supplied with more things than just crayons.“Uwaah! That’s a lotta’ art supplies!” Sayori exclaimed. There were paint brushes, scissors, glue and supplies of all kinds in there. To your surprise, the supplies were still inside their packaging, bought straight from the store. Aside from the plethora of supplies within the closet, there was an umbrella too.“Dang Miss! What’s all this doing inside here?” You asked. “Are you also an art teacher?”“Ah, no, no!” Miss Watanabe answered. “I simply have those just in case.”“Huh.” You wondered what an English teacher of all people would do with an entire closet of art supplies. Perhaps for class projects, you assumed.“Ow!” Sayori squealed. You and Miss Watanabe quickly took attention at Sayori. She was covering her forehead. This part of the visual novel was familiar to you; this was the part where Sayori hits her head on a shelf while trying to find her favorite crayon.“Oh dear, are you okay?” Miss Watanabe said, slightly worried.“Mhm! It’s okay… It doesn’t hurt that much.” She winced as she took her hand off from her forehead. There were drips of blood on her hand…“SAYORI! You’re bleeding!” You said loudly.“Wait, WHAT!?” She quickly looked at the palm of her hand. “Oh no no no no no no! I’m going to DIE!” She panicked.“Calm down you two, it’s just a scar. Here.” Miss Watanabe puts a hand inside her bag and takes out a bandage. She hands it over to you. “Put it on her, Riko.”“Yes, ma’am!” You ran to Sayori, who was shaking due to her non-lethal injury.“Stay still!” You scold Sayori.“I’m trying to!” She said.As the commotion continued, Miss Watanabe could not help but giggle a little. And alas, you stick the bandage to Sayori’s forehead.“Aaah! Thank you, Riko! You’re a life-saver.” She said.“Heh, no problem.” You said.“Hmm… I think something’s missing here…” Miss Watanabe points out.“What is?” You asked.“Oh, that’s right! Why don’t you kiss Sayori on the boo boo?” Your teacher suggests, snickering.While this sounds like something the game would automatically make you say no to, it instead gave you an option between “yes” and “no.” Not wanting to feel the pressure for any much longer, you click on the “yes” option.“Alright, alright. Fine.” You shakily approach Sayori and smooch her on the forehead. Sayori blushes from this.“R-Riko!!” She said.“Now that’s the couple in crime in action!” Miss Watanabe said. “How adorable.”“You made me do that, Miss!” You replied, embarrassed.“Did I? Or was it on your own account?” She said. The game did give you the option to say no.“Well—” you stuttered, and then you stopped. You had nothing else to refute your teacher.“Yeah, I thought so. C’mon,” Miss Watanabe turned her attention to the supplies for the poster. “let’s get back to your club, shall we?” She smiled.You, Sayori, and Miss Watanabe would take out supplies for posters for the festival. As soon as all the necessities were taken out, you all walked to the club room. Sayori had a small, sweet smile on her face as she carried the club forms. You were glad that she was happy for now. It was weird that Miss Watanabe seemed to be pushing it, but you wondered if this was going to keep Sayori alive. Certainly, there must be something unusual about that teacher. You set those thoughts aside as you approach the club room.