The sound of water in the bathroom stopped.
With moisture all over his body, Kazehara Tetsu opened the bathroom door.
Hot mist poured into the slightly cooler bedroom, instantly blurring the vision.
His upper body was naked, with only a bath towel wrapped around his waist. His wet black hair was still dripping with water, sliding down his tight and smooth muscle lines.
"Huh..."
He walked to the desk, picked up a Dry Towel, put it on his head, and wiped it randomly.
His eyes swept over the four gifts on the table.
"It's almost time to go to sleep."
Kazehara Tetsu picked up the alarm clock on the table and took a look.
23:55.
In the last five minutes of this Christmas, it will turn into a normal day.
"Buzz... buzz..."
There was a sudden vibration.
The mobile phone that was originally placed on the corner of the table made an annoying buzzing sound.
Kazehara Tetsu paused slightly while wiping his hair.
At this point in time?
If it is a good night text message from a few girls who have just separated, there will usually be only one message.
And this vibration of an incoming call means that someone is eager to establish instant messaging with him late at night.
He reached out and picked up the phone.
The screen lit up with a blinding white light in the darkness.
No remarks.
A spam call? An insurance sales pitch? Or some kind of prank?
In this Special Day, these possibilities are very low.
Kazehara Tetsu's eyes suddenly became clearer.
He moved his thumb across the screen.
Connected.
Instead of bringing the phone to his ear, he directly pressed Speakerphone Button and then threw the phone back on the table.
"..."
What came from the phone was deathly silence.
Kazehara Tetsu It's like he doesn't care who is opposite him at all.
He picked up the towel again and continued the unfinished work just now.
"Shasha... Shasha..."
The sound of a rough towel rubbing against wet hair was infinitely amplified through Speakerphone Microphone in this quiet night, and was clearly transmitted to the other end of the phone.
Obviously, Kazehara Tetsu has absolute patience.
He was even thinking about whether to put on another facial mask later.
Ten seconds.
Twenty seconds.
Finally, the person on the other end of the phone seemed unable to bear the suffering.
"Can I trust you?"
A deep male voice came out.
Kazehara Tetsu stopped wiping his hair.
This kind of opening statement.
"Ha..."
Kazehara Tetsu let out a chuckle and hung the towel around his neck.
"I said..."
"Since you have deliberately used an unknown number to hide your identity and made it so mysterious, can't you be a little more professional and get a voice changer by the way?"
"This original voice, no matter how low you press it, is as clear to me as if you are speaking in my ear."
"Kiriyama Vice President."
The last name was uttered by him in an unmistakable tone.
"..."
The other end of the phone fell silent again.
Even across the radio waves, Kazehara Tetsu could still imagine the trembling expression on his face on the other end of the phone.
"...Horikita."
After several seconds, the voice of Kiriyama Ikuto sounded again.
"He shouldn't have exposed me... how did you know?"
"This is impossible."
In his mind, his relationship with his former Student Council President Horikita Manabu is absolutely confidential.
A person like Horikita Manabu who abides by his principles will never disclose such critical information to a first-year freshman.
And except for Horikita Manabu, no one knows that Vice President, who appears to be submissive to Miyabi Nagumo, has actually already raised a flag of rebellion in his heart.
"Don't throw all the blame on that upright former president."
"Horikita Senpai is indeed very strict and didn't say anything to me."
"But, Kiriyama Vice President. Do you underestimate human auditory memory too much?"
Kazehara Tetsu's voice became a bit lazy.
"At noon today, Miyabi Nagumo was enjoying the admiration of everyone, and you said something at that time."
Kazehara Tetsu did not recall the specific content because it was not important.
"I forgot the content. It was probably some kind of unworthy compliment or agreement."
"Why, do you think I'm lying just because of this sentence? Or do you think it's difficult for you to be recognized with a popular face... oh no, a popular voice?"
These words are half true and half false.
It's true that Kazehara Tetsu does have extraordinary powers of observation and memory.
What's fake is... it's definitely not that mysterious based solely on hearing.
But for Kiriyama Ikuto, this explanation was enough to send chills down his spine.
Just because of a passing compliment in the middle of the day?
Can you instantly identify his identity on this late-night phone call?
"... How is this possible?"
Kiriyama Ikuto murmured to himself, seemingly still trying to digest this information.
But soon, he realized that the point now was not to dwell on this.
Now that the identity is exposed, it saves the temptation.
"Huh..."
The sound of deep breathing came from the other end of the phone.
"Since you know it's me, I'll just tell you."
Kiriyama Ikuto's voice regained its strength.
"Although Horikita Senpai said that he can completely trust you, saying that you are a variable that may break the rule of Miyabi Nagumo. But..."
"I still want to meet in person."
"Confirm whether you really have that kind of talent or are you just a slightly clever freshman."
"Just now."
This commanding tone is probably his last reserve as Second Year Senpai and Vice President.
"Huh?"
Kazehara Tetsu picked up Clock and glanced at the number that had jumped to "00:03".
"I said, Kiriyama Senpai."
Kazehara Tetsu scratched his hair, his tone full of impatience.
"Are you sure? It's past twelve o'clock now."
"Even if you are a night owl or have insomnia due to anxiety, I am ready to enjoy my wonderful sleep time."
"Is there anything we can't talk about tomorrow? Or just say it on the phone?"
"No."
Kiriyama Ikuto refused categorically.
"Some things must be confirmed in person. And it can't be explained clearly on the phone."
"It'll be quick. It'll be fine in a moment. It won't take you too long."
This eagerness made Kazehara Tetsu understand that this guy was probably made anxious by some of Miyabi Nagumo's recent actions, or he saw that Horikita Manabu was about to graduate and leave school, and felt unprecedented panic.
After all, once Horikita Manabu leaves, This School will truly become Miyabi Nagumo's one and only voice.
As for the traitor Kiriyama, if he does not have new backers or allies, his fate can be imagined.
"Tsk."
Kazehara Tetsu clicked his tongue.
"Okay."
Kazehara Tetsu sighed and stood up from the chair.
"Where?"
"Just behind the first grade Dormitory Building."
Kiriyama Ikuto seems to have already chosen the location.
"That blind spot at Blind Spot. You should know where it is."
"We'll be here later."
Kazehara Tetsu hung up the phone without any nonsense.
He threw the phone into his pocket, glanced at the warm and comfortable bed, and shook his head regretfully.
"It seems that tonight is destined to be a sleepless night."