The two people before her seemed to share a newfound intimacy...
Before Chika could figure out where the subtle sense of familiarity came from, a cool voice suddenly sounded beside her:
"You and Natsuki have done it?"
Amamiya Natsuki: "..."
She'd guessed the truth so quickly. You really were the true master detective!
Shinomiya Kaguya, who had just secretly breathed a sigh of relief, went beet red in the blink of an eye. Her secret had been exposed in front of everyone, and her embarrassment exploded. For a moment, she couldn't even manage a denial.
The excuse about changing clothes might fool Chika, but it definitely wouldn't fool her own mirror image, the Yandere Young Lady.
"Eh?!" Fujiwara Chika's eyes widened as she thought of a possibility. "What do you mean?"
The Yandere Young Lady folded her arms across her chest and said coldly:
"I mean doing [beep—]."
Although the Yandere Young Lady was a mirror image, she was still a supernatural being at her core, so she didn't have a human sense of shame. She said whatever she wanted and didn't feel embarrassed at all.
"N-no way, right?" Fujiwara Chika's cheeks turned red too, and she stammered, "The Student Council President and Kaguya-chan only went in a little while ago, and they had a task to do in between. There definitely wasn't enough time, right?"
As she spoke, Fujiwara Chika looked toward Amamiya Natsuki.
"President, say something!"
Amamiya Natsuki gave a couple of light coughs.
"I don't think this is something we can discuss in public."
Seeing him dodge the question, Fujiwara Chika looked at Kaguya instead. The Young Lady's face was flushed like a ripe apple, and her eyes darted nervously about. Chika immediately believed most of it.
She wasn't exactly angry—after all, she'd done it even earlier—but...