"Kaguya-, I was just repeating what the Kaguya iory said."

  "The real issue isn't me."

  Kaguya silently stared at Fujiwara, who was still trying to expin herself.

  At this moment, she couldn't help but agree with her own assessment of Fujiwara from the story.

  She really was a sow with all her nutrition trated in her chest.

  Kaguya gnced down at herself.

  Instantly, she felt her irritation grow.

  Jealousy?

  Of her?

  Absolutely not.

  She just found Fujiwara's excessively vulgar figure offensive.

  "Fujiwara, let me make something clear."

  "I never said that to you in real life, nor do I see you as a sow."

  "And I am not jealous."

  Even if there were a shred of jealousy, she would never let it show so obviously.

  Growing up in the Shinomiya family had taught Kaguya ohiions should never be dispyed openly.

  She took a slow breath, regaining her posure.

  "First of all, I was never aloh President Shirogane."

  "Even though he was ied, I always had Hayasaka cover for me."

  "Before leaving Shuchi'in, I already rejected him multiple times, politely, of course."

  She didn't keep track of how many times, but she k had to be dozens.

  Ahe president never noticed.

  It gave her such a headache.

  She had made her reje very clear, a, somehow, the one beied hadn't gotten the message at all.

  His plete ck of awareness was infuriating.

  Either his ability to pick up ohings was horrendously bad..

  Or he never even sidered the possibility that her subtle rejes were rejes at all.

  "...He never noticed? Not even once?"

  Kaguya gave a small nod.

  Fujiwara didn't know what to say.

  Kaguya had been subtle in her rejes, sure.

  But the fact that the president pletely missed all of them?

  That was just painful to hear.

  "The president really is hopeless when it es to this stuff."

  "I was being tactful in the hopes that he'd get the hint and back off, but he never even noticed."

  Fujiwara could see why Kaguya was frustrated.

  She had been trying to let him dowly, but the person she was rejeg had no idea what was going on.

  If she were in Kaguya's shoes, she'd be aoo.

  Then again, she wouldn't have been as subtle as Kaguya, she would've been far more direct.

  Kaguya sighed and shook her head.

  "Enough about the president."

  "As Amamiya said, he's not ing after us, so this is no longer our problem."

  "And Fujiwara, stop b Amamiya about the diary."

  "We're still in the middle of testing things."

  Fujiouted.

  But she knew better than tue with Kaguya right now.

  Otherwise, Kaguya would definitely use this moment to settle the earlier argument.

  "ht!"

  Suddenly remembering something, Fujiulled a small package from her pocket.

  "Kaguya, I got you some chocote!"

  "…"

  Kaguya stared at the chocote in silence.

  She was aware that today was Valentine's Day.

  But wasn't Valentine's supposed to be a day where girls gave chocote to boys?

  Then… why was Fujiwara giving her chocote?

  "…Thanks."

  It felt a little strange, but she decided to accept it anyway.

  After taking a moment to collect her thoughts, she turo Hayasaka.

  "Hayasaka."

  The ever-effit Hayasaka stepped forward, pulling out a ly ed box.

  Kaguya then ha to Ren, who had been silently the exge.

  "Amamiya, this is a small token of appreciation."

  "For me?"

  Ren who had been enjoying the show from the sidelines, hadn't expected to be included.

  Kaguya nodded.

  "Yes. It's nothiravagant, just a small gesture of thanks."

  Ren didn't overthink it and simply accepted the gift.

  "Thank you."

  She was likely thanking him for his help in their previous experiment.

  But truthfully, he didn't really care about sualities.

  Before his rebirth, he had been just an ordinary person.

  He wasn't someone who put much thought into social formalities, nor was he someone who would reject a simple show of gratitude.

  "By the way."

  Ren suddenly pulled out an envelope.

  "This is an invitation my neighbave me after I helped her the other day."

  "The destination is Tsukikage Isnd."

  "She inally po go there for vacation, but due to some unforeseen circumstances, she's staying home to recover instead."

  "It's a two-day, one-night trip, perfect for the weekend."

  "I was thinking of cheg it out. What about you guys?"

  Kaguya g the invitation.

  Her life had beey stable tely, and she wasn't opposed to a shetaway.

  Besides, knowing Ren, he was always drawn to iing things.

  If he nning to go, then maybe something unusual would happen on Tsukikage Isnd.

  "Amamiya-san," Kaguya said, tapping the envelope against the table, "do you know if something will happen there?"

  Ren thought for a moment before shaking his head.

  "I fot."

  "Sixteen years is a long time, I've fotten about 90% of the future."

  "But I do have this weird feeling that something will happen."

  "A feeling?"

  Kaguya wasn't vinced.

  But then she paused.

  Was this "feeling" reted to the power Amamiya had gained?

  Realizing this, she nodded in uanding.

  "In that case, let's sider this our first club activity."

  "I'll hahe boat tickets."

  Ren had no objes.

  "Thanks, Shinomiya-san."

  "Leave it to me."

  Kaguya happily took over the preparations.

  Meanwhile, Fujiwara blinked in surprise.

  She hadn't expected them to so casually decide on a weekend isnd trip.

  "Eh?! We're really going? Just like that?"

  "Hmm~ Amamiya, is your 'feeling' really that accurate?"

  Ren merely smiled and pulled out a gold .

  "This weekend's trip will involve a murder case."

  He flicked the into the air.

  It spun—then nded ly in his palm.

  The result: text side up.

  He repeated the process.

  Once.

  Twice.

  Three times.

  Four times.

  Five.

  Each time, the he same way.

  The answer was unwavering.

  Fujiwara's eyes widened.

  Five secutive times?

  That probability was way too low.

  And she wasn't the only oaken aback.

  Even Kaguya and Hayasaka were startled.

  This…

  This ability was something else.