Koutarou nodded at Harumi's words. Since he had been in a baseball club before, he was very well aware of what it meant when the amount of members increased. There was a big difference between the club having 18 members and being able to play among themselves, or if they were below that amount and had to play against teams from other clubs. Of course, the knitting club was probably not like the baseball club, but there should be some change in the club activities. Knowing that, Koutarou ended up further away from Harumi's true intentions as a result.
“...There will be a lot of things we can't do... geez...”
Harumi mumbled in a whisper so that Koutarou couldn't hear her.
She wouldn't be able to feed Koutarou cookies she had made herself. They wouldn't be able to listen to new CDs they had bought together. She wouldn’t be able to get Koutarou to try the new lunch box she had made. And she wouldn't be able to secretly have Koutarou rest on her lap when he fell asleep.
If they got more club members, they wouldn't be able to do stuff that usually only lovers do in club rooms. This was a serious problem for Harumi.
“I'd love to do an exhibit during the culture festival. Of course... I'm sure my works will be a disaster”
However, Koutarou seemed completely unaware of Harumi's intentions and was carefreely thinking of what would happen if they got more club members. Seeing that, Harumi puffed up her cheeks and showed an expression more childish than one would expect from her.
“What's with that strange face”
“...Satomi-kun you nincompoop”
Since Harumi looked so adorable when she said that, Koutarou couldn't contain himself.
“W-What now, all of a sudden! Ahahaha!”
“Nincompoop is nincompoop! Satomi-kun you nincompoop!”
Since she believed it was still too early, Harumi hadn't spoken what was really on her mind. However, she was still frustrated that he didn't understand, so she didn't back down right away. As a result, it took a while before Koutarou could stop laughing as her cheeks were puffed up.