Hiratsuka Shizuka was full of question marks when she heard that. She asked with a puzzled expression, "But why exactly would he do something like that?"
"How would I know why someone else did it?"
"Can't you deduce it?"
"Do you think deduction can predict the future?"
Fujino looked at her speechlessly and said helplessly, "I only deduced that he might be the one behind this series of pranks. How could deduction possibly reveal what someone else is thinking?"
"As for his motive, Teacher Hiratsuka, why don't you ask him yourself?"
"That's true..."
Hiratsuka Shizuka scratched the hair by her ear, then gave a light cough and said eagerly, "No time to waste. Let's hurry up and catch this culprit!"
Fujino: "..."
I mean, he hadn't killed anyone...
How had he become some kind of culprit?
So she was addicted to cosplaying a policewoman now, was she?
He suggested dragging this Iron Fist Saintess to the Metropolitan Police Department for a day and night of nonstop overtime!
Teitan High School infirmary.
"What?"
Seko Kunishige, sitting on the hospital bed, abruptly straightened up. He looked agitated. "You're saying I moved Hosaka's desk onto the athletic field, and that I was behind all those supernatural rumors too?"
Hiratsuka Shizuka stood slightly ahead of the others and watched him quietly. "Calm down. We only suspect you."
"Have you got this wrong?"
"I've been lying in the infirmary ever since I met up with you. Don't you know that?"
At that, Seko Kunishige complained helplessly, "Besides, I have no reason to do something so ridiculous! Hosaka and I had been friends since childhood. How could I possibly do something like that to him?"
"Seko, of course we don't know what reasons you might have."
Fujino silently watched him, noticing the flaw in his