Chapter 4: Preparations Underway.

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Today was officially the day.

It was currently 7:42 AM. It would be until 8 hours and 17 minutes for the special exam to begin.

As I exited my dorm, I headed directly to where the first years were.

I was unsure where she was at the moment, so if I don't find her, I'll simply wait. After all, it isn't important.

"I wonder where she is."

"Oh, you mean Nanase? She's  in Class 1-D right now."

"Ah, thanks..."

That's somewhat early-

Wait, don't tell me...

"Aren't you going to say 'Good morning' senpai? Such a meanie~"

"I'm not saying good morning if you crept up on me like that."

"Please! I beg you! Want me to suck y-"

"Good morning, Ichika."

"I'm unsure if I happy that you said good morning or sad you said that because I can suck you..."

Please, it's only 7:50. I need to get this over with before I'm late.

"Thanks for telling me."

"About my feelings?"

"About where Nanase is."

"Boo~ Ah is that the-"

"Yes it is, I just had some things on my mind yesterday."

After that exchange, I quickly walked away from her, not wanting anymore interactions.

As I turned my back, I saw Ichika already with 2 students. I assume they're classmates.

Good for her, she made friends. Now I can be left alone from her.
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"Class 1-D."

It was a while since I last visited this classroom.

I feel something weird in me. I don't know what is it, was it nervousness?

Whatever the answer is, I was prepared to enter the door.

"Here goes nothing."

I placed my right hand on the sliding door and slid it open.

...

I think I know what it is, awkwardness.

"Hey! Who's this kid?"

"He looks kinda gloomy..."

"He looks like a transfer student who's family gave up on them!"

Ignoring that specific comment, I understand why people perceived us as "defects" back in the first few months of school.

"A-ah! Ayanokouji-senpai! It's... rather unusual for you to be here."

Tell me about it.

"Yeah, well."

I walked out to her and gave her the gift.

"Here's the thing you wanted from my trip."

"O-oh! T-thank you, Ayanokouji-senpai."

"No problem. Anyway, may I talk to you privately?"

As I said this, most of the boys were glaring at me with killing intent.

"...Sure thing, senpai..."

After I said that, we both walked out the room. After all, it's personal. Though I was hearing murmers.

Then those murmurs turned to loud talking.

"Sorry about them..."

"It's not affecting me, now who are you?"

"E-eh?"

"You have extraordinary abilities yet you're not from the that Room. You have claimed yourself to be a ally yet you said or showed no concerns about me leaving to Hokkaido."

"W-wait..."

"Matsuo and his son are not dead. I have to admit, that man deceived me from the very start. That man didn't wanted to expel me from the very start. Why must he sent someone who admires me and someone who's so ironically unstable when it comes to me?"

"But..."

"You know what that Room Is. You're most definitely affiliated with it. You were working with Tsukishiro yet he didn't expel me. In fact, he had countless ways to expel me. If Tsukishiro never wanted to expel me, tell me, what were you working with him? From your iditoic 'Boku' mode to you wanting revenge."

Three WhiteRoom Students.

Two identified.

One of them expelled.

The other neutralized.

Ishigami isn't from the WhiteRoom.

Then who is Nanase?

"Now tell me Nanase, were you sent here to keep watch of me? Are you actually from the WhiteRoom? Were your family somehow sponsors?-

Who are you?"

...

Silence shoots at al directions. The loud talking slowly dies down for some reason.

"I..."

That was the only word she can say, 'I'.

"Nanase, please enter your classroom. And you, go to where you need to be."

It seems like a teacher was here. It wasn't Shiba though
Was it a substitute? A new teacher? I was unsure.

"Thank you for your talk, Nanase."

After I said those words, I quickly walked away from Class 1-D.

In any case, I'm definitely late.
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"Ayanokouji-kun you're late."

Indeed I was, Chabashira-sensei.
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