"Senior! Senior!"
Shiraishi Makoto had just stepped out of Keyaki Mall when a familiar voice called out from behind him.
"It's Amasawa."
Shiraishi Makoto turned around and saw Amasawa Ichika emerging from Keyaki Mall as well, a smile appearing on his face.
"Are you alone, Senior? Where are the other seniors?" Amasawa Ichika looked around.
"No, but they finished shopping and went back already." Shiraishi Makoto shook his head. "I was chatting with some other friends, so I only just left."
"I see." Amasawa Ichika put on an enlightened expression. "But I rarely see you and the other seniors in the cafeteria either. You all cook for yourselves in your rooms, right?"
"Yes, Honami and the others are quite good at cooking." Shiraishi Makoto casually made small talk with Amasawa Ichika, though he was also curious about what she wanted by approaching him now.
After chatting idly for a while, Amasawa Ichika finally got to the point.
"By the way, Senior, do you know about that?" She moved closer to Shiraishi Makoto and spoke softly. "Senior Kiriyama has gathered some first-year students on a small scale and put a bounty on a certain student."
Even Shiraishi Makoto was taken aback by that.
Why had she taken the initiative to tell him about this?
"I know." Though he was unsure whether she was genuinely being sincere or had some other scheme in mind, Shiraishi Makoto answered honestly.
"So my guess was right." Amasawa Ichika did not seem surprised.
Because the information provided by those above had been inaccurate, everything Amasawa Ichika knew about Shiraishi Makoto came from the intelligence she had gathered herself during this time. In her view, his ability to analyze information was probably the strongest among anyone she knew.
Perhaps he had already figured out her identity, let