The Unknown Realm

"You have the information obtained from Yamauchi of Class D using a honey trap regarding their internal assessment of Sudo; that is the first point.

I have intelligence regarding Hirata and Kushida of Class D. Hirata was a bully back in middle school! As for Kushida, what she has done is far more vicious than mere physical harm. Coupled with the fact that Class D has no way to overturn the verdict, Sudo is bound to be branded as a bully.

In this case, the defendant from Class D is a bully, and the leader they pushed forward to seek help and form an alliance with Class B is also a bully. We in Class C are the victims.

If Class D is filled with bullies from top to bottom, then what role does Ichinose's Class B play in this incident?"

"An accomplice to a bully is also a bully. Even if the students of Class B are completely ignorant of the truth, they cannot escape that label.

You really are something. I will let the students of Class B help Class D collect more 'evidence,' making them trust Class D even more and become even more convinced of their own righteousness. Hahahaha!"

Halfway through the conversation, both Ryuen and I couldn't help but laugh.

Once this wave is over, Class B had better prepare to live in regret for the time to come.

"By the way, have you checked the internal bulletin board? Class B posted a request for help there, and someone left an anonymous comment under it."

After sitting down in the activity room to rest, Ryuen asked me a question while scrolling through his phone.

The moment Ryuen saw the comment, he had all of Class C send him their browsing and posting history to check, discovering that none of them were the ones who left the message.

"Oh, you mean that? That was my anonymous comment. Class B wanted to know who witnessed the violence that occurred on campus, right?

They didn't specify that it had to be within this school. I plan to adapt the pasts of those two, Hirata and Kushida, and send it to them for fun.

You've rested enough, so get ready to head back. I'm about to start."

As I responded to Ryuen, Sakayanagi and Hiyori pushed open the door to the activity room and walked in, so I issued an eviction order to Ryuen.

"Hey! Is that necessary? It's not like it's anything shameful."

Ryuen lowered his recliner, glanced at the two people changing their shoes at the door, and protested.

"Then, once Hiyori and I get into character, you are not allowed to make a sound. If you disrupt the mood, next time you can sit at a table alone with the girls from your class."

"Fine, I'd like to see what kind of act you two can put on."

Provoked by his contrarian nature, Ryuen set his phone to silent mode, moved his recliner to the side, and even helped Sakayanagi move a chair.

Entering the partition built by Sima, Hiyori changed into the clothes she had borrowed from Sakayanagi.

When Hiyori walked out of the partition, I was captivated by her figure and straightened my posture, much like a male peacock trying to display his best side to attract a mate.

Whether it was Hiyori's own intent or because I hadn't specified this detail in the script, she walked slowly to my front.

When she bent down to sit, she deliberately brushed against me with her toes. Is it because her character isn't an unblemished, virtuous lady?

It really is impressive that Sakayanagi could find such an ambiguous geisha costume.

"This humble one grew up in Fuso. My grandmother fell gravely ill, my mother became addicted to gambling, and my father was trapped by alcohol. I was sold to a hotel in Tokyo as a waitress before being redeemed by a benefactor.

I had intended to become a novelist like my benefactor, but after only two and a half years, my benefactor passed away. I had no choice but to reside here and return to the life I once knew."

Such a familiar sequence of lines. Are the scripts for courtesans from all times and places updated in real-time?

"Life is just like this. When fate is unkind, it is hard to obtain what one seeks. The brighter the light, the deeper the darkness.

The prosperity here is nothing more than Tobita Shinchi, and the fame is nothing more than Shinjuku East Exit. There are many stories within, and all kinds of joys and sorrows can be seen. The joys and sorrows of the human world may not be the same, but one can find empathy in that world."

The saddest thing for me is that I previously wanted to go there to find material, but my age became the biggest obstacle. Truly a tragic story.

"The gourmet streets of Osaka always bring joy to guests, and the entertainment districts of Tokyo are also stages that never sleep. Legendary figures emerge from them, and countless scholars and poets linger within, pouring out their hearts so deeply they cannot extricate themselves."

"I didn't expect you to know so much about the red-light district. You're not simple, kid!"

"The image of Masaryu-kun in my mind has shattered into pieces~"

After entering a state of self-forgetfulness, Hiyori and I talked at length about the pleasure quarters, and Ryuen and Sakayanagi, who were sitting on the sidelines, became very interested.

One couldn't go because of his age, and the other wouldn't benefit from going.

Neither of them understood the content of our conversation, which is why we were able to fool them.

It was actually the same between Hiyori and me; neither of us had truly been there, so aside from the locations and shop names being real, the stories were entirely fabricated.

"We really are of one mind, though Hiyori was a bit mischievous this time~"

Being able to weave several fake stories of scholars and geishas fluently and without a lull is enough to count as being of one mind.

"If I were Komako, I wouldn't be so mischievous, but I understand that I am not her, and Masaryu-kun is not Shimamura.

Although I can see the shadow of Shimamura in Masaryu-kun, I am willing to believe in that feeling of the heart. Masaryu-kun, don't underestimate me."

Hiyori stood in front of me, hands behind her back, leaning forward to nudge my chest with her head, then walked out of the activity room with her head down, pretending to be indifferent.

"Yo~!"

After Hiyori left the activity room, the Class C students gathered inside collectively burst into the sound of people who had just witnessed a juicy piece of gossip.

It turned out that as soon as Hiyori and I began our performance, Ryuen had sent a message to the class group, telling the students of Class C that if they wanted to watch a show, they should come to the Traditional Literature Club, but they had to be quiet and not make a single sound.

The result was that all of Class C arrived, and my performance with Hiyori was watched by the entire class plus Sakayanagi from Class A.

Hiyori's shy expression just now must have been because she realized that all of Class C was eating popcorn in the other corner of the club, rather than just Ryuen and Sakayanagi being the audience as it was at the start.

"Um, well, you've seen what you've seen, so don't go spreading this around! Everyone, let's have a meal here later; consider it a class meeting.

Everyone, go to the cafeteria and pack some vegetable sets. Ryuen, take a few people to the supermarket to buy some meat and snacks according to the list I gave you."