Hiyori Shiina, the adorable and harmless mystery novel enthusiast, and your recruitment pitch

He asked Kushida earnestly:

"Kushida, which student provided this evidence?"

"This is a huge help to Class D. We have to thank her properly."

Kushida gave her trademark smile and gently shook her head:

"She doesn't want anyone to know."

"Lin Mu and I have already discussed preparing a thank-you gift for her.

We also promised to keep her identity a secret, so we can't tell everyone who she is. I'm really sorry."

"I see." Yosuke Hirata nodded, not pressing the issue.

"Then we won't ask any further. But please tell her that all of Class D owes her one."

The other students chimed in with their agreement. After all, without the evidence, they really would have been stuck eating salad every day.

They'd already been eating it for a month. If they had to eat it for another month, they couldn't imagine what they'd have to look forward to.

"That's right! Thank her for us!"

"We don't know who she is, but thank you so much!"

"May good fortune follow her all her life!"

The atmosphere in the classroom shifted to one of relief, like they'd just escaped a disaster.

Lin Mu leaned back in his seat, a strawberry lollipop in his mouth, his gaze drifting lazily to the Airi Sakura sitting beside him.

At that moment, the girl had buried her entire face in her arms.

She was slumped over her desk, her face hidden in the circle formed by her arms, like a startled ostrich.

From Lin Mu's angle, all he could see were her bright red ears. The color spread from the tips to her earlobes, then down her neck, so red they looked ready to drip blood.

(Prison Sister Sakura was about to open the Eight Inner Gates.)

Her shoulders trembled slightly.

He couldn't tell