But Kōenji waved a hand. "I think I can get in the water shortly, then dive over to the Deserted Island ahead of time to confirm the exact situation."
"Are you sure?" Horikita, who stood beside Oreki, immediately asked.
She had just been asked to borrow some camera equipment from the staff.
But she found that the cameras available for loan on the ship only had a maximum range of one thousand to fifteen hundred meters.
Meanwhile, the Deserted Island was roughly four thousand to fifty-five hundred meters away from the cruise ship.
On top of that, it was summer, the sun had already set, the surroundings were beginning to darken, and night was falling.
That put quite a strain on the camera.
But.
It was already nighttime, and he wanted to swim over?
Was that something a human could do?
Horikita had common sense.
"In waters like these, I—" Rokosuke Kōenji wore an utterly confident expression. "Have no problem!"
"My family's private waters are much bigger than this~"
"So don't underestimate me, Horikita-girl—"
"No problem!"
That was indeed true.
Back in Class D, he always carried a small mirror with him.
He had always believed himself to be the most beautiful.
And if one looked carefully, Kōenji's muscular physique was probably among the very best.
"And besides—"
Kōenji glanced over at Oreki.
"Oreki, even if I didn't do this, you might go there yourself, wouldn't you?"
"The feeling you give me... is different now," Rokosuke Kōenji said. "I'd be quite happy to have you join me."
Sakura might have sensed it through a sixth sense, while Kōenji had perceived it with his own eyes.
Still, he was probably disappointed.
Although Oreki's physical potential had improved, he had no intention of actually swimming all the way there.
He had the