"I don't think the Student Council will be lenient enough to punish you with merely a bottom-ten ranking in the Sports Festival. After the Sports Festival ends, you'll probably be expelled."
"So, goodbye, Ryuuen."
"Even though we haven't been classmates for long, I quite liked you."
Hmm.
Taken at face value, those words sounded rather incredible.
But no one misunderstood them.
At the same time.
Ryuuen understood very clearly that Oreki's liking meant he liked collecting points from him. Was he something like a Tool Person for gathering points?
And now that he had been squeezed dry, he was going to be expelled?
Meanwhile, Houtarou Oreki would probably remain a Class A student, then graduate into a wonderful future.
While he would have to haul bricks at a construction site?
What a shitty future!
"Remember, Ryuuen, you have to kneel and kowtow." Oreki's voice drifted over.
Teacher Majima looked out the window and pretended not to hear.
"Knock, knock, knock—"
Kamuro watched Oreki curiously.
Oreki played a recording on his phone.
The recording sounded somewhat like knocking. Yet while it resembled knocking, it also had a fleshy quality to it.
It sounded like fists striking flesh.
"Nothing worth listening to," Oreki said. "It's just the sound of Ryuuen kowtowing. He always called Sudou a coward, but he's pretty cowardly himself now. I thought he would choose to leave the school directly."
Oh.
So those were the sounds of Ryuuen kowtowing.
No wonder they were so loud.
Wait a second.
Wasn't this taking things a little too far? You made Ryuuen kowtow?
Hey.
What exactly had you all been doing while she went to get food?
"Then, Horikita—"
Kamuro asked.
After Oreki learned that Horikita Suzune had been injured, he had become busy.
But now, he was not with Horikita