"Um, actually," Mob speaks up, quietly at first, but then stronger at all. "Hanazawa-kun's really strong as well. And he has a lot of talents that I don't have, either." Though to be fair, Mob didn't really have many talents to speak of.

All the members of the Body Improvement Club shot each other confused looks. Mameta exited out of his cell phone game just long enough to text Haruto next to him.

This is weird, right?

Haruto blinked at the notification on his cell phone, then shot Mameta a perplexed look himself. He'd been so engrossed in his game that he didn't have any idea what was going on.