Kaguya-sama Wants Me to Surrender

"Time Restart? We're in the Third Round now?"

Click.

Fujiwara Chika raised her phone and took a picture.

"Saved successfully!" Fujiwara Chika lifted her pretty face. "When we heard the president say all that just now, our expressions were exactly the same as his is now."

Amamiya Natsuki rubbed his brow. "My mind's completely blank. I only remember that we got off the boat together and came here to discuss the mission."

"I just recorded a video." Yukinoshita Haruno held up her phone and said softly, "Natsuki-kun, take a look first. I'll delete it as soon as you're done."

Amamiya Natsuki watched the video of himself wearing a mask, then looked over the notes in the notebook. At last, he was sure.

He really had returned with the memories of the Second Round. But once he took off the mask, his memories of the Second Round had been reset to zero.

"Impossible. Absolutely impossible." Amamiya Natsuki's expression suddenly turned stern. "You're all in on this together. I must've been hit on the head by a coconut."

"President, stop messing around."

"I'm sorry. I got hit on the head by a coconut."

"President, this is no time for jokes."

"I'm sorry..."

"President." The Young Lady folded her arms across her chest and couldn't help giving him a reproachful look. "Stop joking around."

"Right."

"..."

The jokes were over.

Everyone's expressions soon turned serious.

"It's hard to believe, but there's a very high chance this is the Third Round." Shinomiya Kaguya pressed her lips together and spoke softly. "The president said he doesn't remember the First Round either, but we can still make deductions... We must have successfully killed Four Hands, which caused Ebisu God to restart time."

"That's right." Yukinoshita Yukino folded her right arm across her chest and nodded lightly.