He brazenly eyed her unexpectedly full... scientifically intriguing figure, and grew even more puzzled.
She wasn't in the same situation as Yukino Shita Yukino or Chihaya Aine, nor was she like Inui Shinju... With a figure like that, what did she have to feel insecure about?
Teenage girls were impossible to understand.
"Back to the point." He straightened up. When he closed and reopened his eyes, his flippant manner had vanished.
"...What?" Seeing that he really had no such intentions, Futaba Rio slowly sat upright.
"Futaba, you've already figured out how to deal with Mai's situation, haven't you?"
"..."
The living room fell briefly silent. Only the sound of running water from the bathroom continued—enough to make a man eat three bowls of rice.
"With your brains, you must have had some ideas after all this time, right? Why didn't you say anything?"
Futaba Rio lowered her head and said softly, "It's not that I didn't want to. It's that we couldn't act on it yet."
"That's fine. I have some ideas too, so let's compare notes."
"Huh?" She looked up in surprise.
"You can't be the only one thinking about this. I've given it some thought too."
"...I see. Then I'll go first." She adjusted her glasses and put her mind to work. "If the reason Sakurajima-senpai is disappearing is that everyone at school ignores her, then..."
"We just need to give them a reason they can't ignore her," he finished.
Futaba Rio looked at him and pressed her lips together. "...Right. You thought of it too."
"It wasn't hard to figure out... Which means we can't do anything until tomorrow at the earliest?"
"Right. I was planning to try it at school tomorrow." Guilt flickered across her face. "But honestly, even knowing what to do, I don't know