But if you thought Ichika Amasawa was that dangerous, then weren't you even more dangerous?
After all, didn't you spend time with that junior every weekend?
Since classes had been suspended, and although he had agreed to join Classmate Sakayanagi's study group, she had yet to notify him of the specific makeup lesson schedule, Hachiman was free today.
"Um, Hachiman-senpai, are you eating on the first floor today?" At noon, while dining in the first-floor cafeteria, Hachiman ran into some first-year students while waiting in line.
Among them, a cute blonde junior took the initiative to greet Hachiman.
"Yeah, since a lot of students who still had regular classes gathered here," Hachiman said. "Second-years had stopped attending classes because of the special exam and were free to study on their own, but students from the other years still had to attend class seriously. Compared to them, even the food tasted better."
"Huh? Was that how it worked?" The blonde junior seemed unable to understand.
"It's a kind of spiritual satisfaction gained through comparison," Hachiman-senpai said. "And Nanase, you probably haven't experienced that feeling, have you?"
"Um, no, I haven't." Having been called by name by Hachiman-senpai, Nanase Tsubasa hurriedly shook her head.
As Hachiman continued waiting in line, his thoughts began to stir.
Come to think of it, Nanase had entered this school partly because of Tsukishiro, and her goal had been to confirm the value of Kiyotaka Ayanokoji's freedom, bought through the sacrifice of the Matsuo father and son.
But.
She should have found out by now.
Found out that Kiyotaka Ayanokoji, the person she had been targeting, had already dropped out.
The Matsuo father and son had paid with their lives to win freedom for Ayanokoji, yet Ayanokoji had dropped out so easily. She probably couldn't accept