Averruncus
Eroge Addict
Thì ngoài 8man ra làm gì có em nào xứng là nhân vật chính nữa, phụ hết cả thôi 

chỉ coi anime ko thôi thì khó có ấn tượng lắmcũng có ấn tượng vs em nó2 em kia xem từ đầu ss này tới giờ chả thấy để lại ấn tượng gì cả cứ như nv phụ gớm:151:
Thấy buồn cười cho những người coi vietsub xong hype theo phong tràoDịch sai nhiều quá *facepalm*
Ngoài những chi tiết râu ria ra thì chủ yếu là giúp cho câu lạc bộ trông không giống câu lạc bộ kịch câm chăngbtw, có ai thắc mắc vai trò của Yui trong câu lạc bộ là gì ko?
I faced the laptop looking to ask Google-sensei some questions and a chair was placed down next to me.
When I looked to my right, Yukinoshita was sitting in the chair and digging through her bag to take out her glasses.
After gently lifting up her glossy, black hair, she carefully wore her glasses as if she was putting on a tiara.
Her slender and supple fingertips slowly moved away from the frame of her glasses. Whenever she blinked, her long eyelashes looked like they were close enough to brush the lenses. Once she had finished preparing, without facing anyone in particular, she nodded and quietly scooted the chair in to look at the laptop.
In doing so, her hair would flutter with the sweet fragrance of SABON11.
Close…
With her sitting right next to me, I had this strange, itchy discomfort that caused me to wrestle my body to the left so I could get comfortable. But when I did that, my nose was greeted with a faint whiff of lingering citrus.
Before I had even realized, Yuigahama made her way around to my left and was sitting.
She leaned her body forward as if to rest her chin on the table. Every time our elbows lightly bumped each other, we’d exchange glances telling the other to make some space.
But just when I thought she’d open up some room, Yuigahama would avert her eyes and our positions would stay the same. In that case, I had to do the moving, but when I felt the hems of my blazer rubbing past her skirt, I was unable to move any farther.
…Close.
Furthermore, there was another presence behind me.
Indoor sandals squeaked against the floor.
When I turned my head around, Isshiki was standing behind me. She peeked her head past the tip of my shoulder to look at the screen of the computer.
The sensation of her hands which she placed on my shoulders as if to lightly entrust her weight on mine and her body warmth made me strangely conscious and even her shallow breathing had reached my ears. Thanks to that, chills ran up my spine.
…Like I said, you’re too damn close.