The chaotic conversation was still going on when Kitasan Black walked over.
"Wouldn't that be too perfunctory? At the very least, you need to write what mistakes you realized you made, then say you won't make them again. I think that'd be best."
"Mm... that makes sense. We should also probably list the consequences of breaking the dining table? The cafeteria really did seem like a mess afterward."
"But that wasn't my fault! If you ask me, the cafeteria tables were just too flimsy. And Gold Artisan, you all raced too, so why don't you have to write a Self-Criticism Letter? And The Matriarch—that freakishly strong girl... the table probably broke during her race, right? Definitely!"
"...All right, A-Fun. It's not that we don't want to help you write it, but you keep going off-topic as you talk. How are we supposed to help?"
Standing at the dormitory entrance and listening to the noisy voices, Kitasan Black immediately recognized one of them as Gold Ship's. The others were Gold Artisan, Nakayama Celebration, Dream Journey, and the rest.
She quickly called out to Ichiryu Tsushi before running toward the desk. Sure enough, Gold Ship was slumped over it with a miserable expression. On the sheet of paper before her, the only words written were the familiar three characters: "Self-Criticism Letter." Meanwhile, the phone propped up on a stand displayed several other seniors.
Just as Kitasan Black was about to greet them, Dream Journey's gaze passed over Gold Ship and landed on her from the screen.
"Little Kita?"
Dream Journey voiced her confusion, then her expression shifted. She pushed up her glasses.
"You came at just the right time. With you here, A-Fun won't keep rambling off-topic."
"And if she does go off-topic again, then..."
She adjusted her glasses once more, an