E.3
Lately, I’d been interacting more and more with students from other classes, such as Ryūen, Katsuragi, Ichinose, and Shiranami.
Today, I was even spending time with Class A students, like Kamuro.
And they weren't just ordinary students; they were close to Sakayanagi and held executive-like positions.
“Good morning, Hashimoto-senpai, Kamuro-senpai, Kitō-senpai.”
“Good morning.”
“Ah, thank you!”
As we approached Keyaki Mall, there were many first-year students greeting us.
“You're popular.”
“It's not unusual for us Class A students.”
They kept close ties with their first-year kōhais, and they knew each other by their names and faces.
“I don't get that impression from Sakayanagi.”
“Princess is special. The kōhais can't just casually greet her. She's like a flower on a high peak.”
So that was why she always got envious glances from the kōhais.
“So where are we heading?”
“Hmm? Let's see. Do you want to avoid conspicuous places, Ayanokōji? Or not?”
“I don't like unnecessarily standing out.”
“Right. So karaoke would be the typical choice, but—”
As Hashimoto casually checked my expression, Kamuro shot him a piercing glare.
“Rejected.”
“Ah, figures.”
With that one word, Hashimoto gave up on karaoke and started thinking about other options.
“Kamuro-san, do you not like karaoke?”
“It doesn't matter. Don't ask me why.”
As Hiyori walked alongside Kamuro, she asked about karaoke but received no answer, only a curt dismissal. Amid the situation, Kitō and I were walking in the back.
“—Tone-deaf.”
“Kitō!”
Kitō merely muttered, but Kamuro picked up on his voice and turned towards him with a furious expression.
“What, can't sing, huh?”
Indeed, it seemed that people who were aware of their tone-deafness tended to dislike karaoke.
That would explain why Kamuro didn't want to talk about the reason.
“Quiet.”
“...Kamuro also has the ears of a demon, huh?”
Whether he was reflecting on it or not, Kitō added yet another potentially angering comment in an even quieter voice.
“I heard that too. And don't go saying unnecessary things to Ayanokōji.”
“It's within the bounds of not causing problems.”
Whether they got along well or not was difficult to determine, but it seemed they had a close relationship.
“Come on, let's take it easy, Kamuro-chan. We're not going to karaoke anyway.”
Kitō placed his hand on my shoulder and signaled me to slow down my pace slightly. He then opened his mouth when he was at a distance where Kamuro's sharp ears wouldn't reach.
“Hashimoto and Kamuro are causing trouble.”
“Ah, no, I don't really mind. Shiina’s happily laughing, so it's fine.”
“As long as that's the case.”
While Kitō typically wore a scary expression, after he showed a different side to himself during the school trip, I wasn’t surprised. Rather, he was also a student with a rational way of thinking.
“The way you deal with things is different from when it was with Ryūen. Is it because you still don't recognize me as an enemy?”
“I don't just snap at everyone. Even if they’re an enemy, as long as they have an appropriate attitude, I'll treat them with at least basic courtesy.”
Even when dealing with an enemy, he wouldn't always take a harsh stance.
“Hey, Shiina-chan. There's something I wanted to ask you, is that okay?”
“What is it?”
“I was just wondering what kind of relationship you have with Ayanokōji.”
“As I told Kamuro-san, we're good friends.”
“So it's okay to say that you're currently free, right?”
“Free?”
“Like, you don't have a boyfriend.”
“Are you planning on hitting on her in this situation?”
“It's fine, isn't it? We're both single. Or would you rather be my girlfriend, Kamuro-chan?”
As he showed such a light-hearted attitude, she approached him and delivered an unreserved kick to his behind.
“Ouch!”
Hashimoto jumped and clutched his butt, apologizing with his hands together.
“Sorry for showing you such a stupid farce.”
Watching their exchange from behind, Kitō apologized despite having nothing to apologize for.
“Honestly, I had the impression that there were more uptight students in Class A. Surprisingly, that's not the case.”
“Hashimoto has a knack for being a mood maker, for better or worse.”
With his usual scary face and ambiguous choice of words, I couldn't tell if he was praising him or not.
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