[b][u]Katsuro Sakuma | A restaurant at the mall or something I don't know...[/u][/b]

Katsuro reclined back in his chair with a contented sigh. The school day was over, and that was cause enough for him to celebrate. Sure, there would be another tomorrow, but that was tomorrow, and not today. Today, he could just sit here and think about which clubs he wanted to get involved with. He had heard about more than a few possibilities;

-Kendo club. Kendo was always popular. Katsuro wanted to swing a sword around as much as the next man.

-Archery club. Katsuro probably wouldn't find shooting arrows as satisfying as hitting things with a sword, but he could still have fun with it.

-Manga/Anime club. Katsuro liked to read from time to time, and maybe there would be a colourful character or two in the club.

-Drama club. He didn't mind the idea of giving acting a go, but he didn't know if he would have any talent until he tried out for it. 

He had also heard something about an Idol club opening at the school this year. He thought it might be funny if he turned up for that, but ultimately decided against it. He had a feeling someone's eyes would burn in their sockets if they saw him in a maid outfit, or worse, a bikini.

Unfortunately, his folk's nagging kept playing on his mind as he thought about clubs. If he joined too many, he just knew he would get another earful. He could just pick one, but he couldn't make up his mind. His only hope was that an answer lay at the bottom of the bowl he was eating out of right now.

Such was the great vexation plaguing this clearly thoughtful and complicated young man.