Just a fake voice skill, Asada-kun can definitely do it!

　　This word kept echoing in his heart, and Hachiman looked at Shinichi for an answer, but he couldn't get any answer from him.

　　However, not getting a reply is the best answer. As surprised as he was, Hachiman thought he got the right answer.

　　(That guy, I didn't expect to have such talent... Well, it's a bit disgusting, but of course, he's still so good that people don't know whether to praise him or not)

　　Smiling bitterly in his heart, Hachiman let out a heavy sigh.

　　"...Just guess Miss Actress. It doesn't matter if I guess wrong."

　　And guessing it right might just give him a second hit.

　　Don't say anything if you don't have to, what's more, what Hachiman hates most is public executions.

　　After all, there were all kinds of dark history in the past.

　　He cannot stop other people's actions, but he can choose not to.

　　So when Shinichi's eyes lit up in realization, and he looked up at him eagerly, Hachiman avoided his gaze, twirling the hair on his forehead and saying something that only he could hear.

　　"...This is just self-satisfaction, don't get me wrong."

　　"…"

　　However, Hachiman doesn't know that Shinichi can actually read lips.

　　Seeing the other party's awkward movements in surprise, Shinichi felt a sense of embarrassment.

　　It wasn't because of his heartbeat or anything, but it was like opening up a dark history that he couldn't bear to look at.

　　"…Childish, why do I feel like I have seen my old self?"

　　As for Ichika, as the only spectator in the entire game who knew everything, she observed all the behavior of the two people looking at each other.

　　The smile on her face stiffened, as if she had seen a terrifying sight. She closed her eyes slightly, and took a deep breath.

　　(In the end, the one to be wary of isn't Isshiki-chan... After returning to school, shouldn't I also test Ueda... No, that's Uesugi-san's attitude?)

　　(Ugh, I feel so tired)

　　Throw away all those messy thoughts. Ichika put on a refreshing smile and asked Itsuki:

　　"So Itsuki, what's your answer?"

　　Itsuki clenched her fists with firm eyes and puffed out her chest confidently.

　　"I thought about it, this is indeed true!"

　　A clear voice immediately sounded among everyone.

　　"No. 1 is Isshiki-san, No. 2 is Yotsuba, and No. 3 is Asada-kun!"

　　"I'm certain. Itsuki is just a fake voice skill, Asada-kun can definitely do it!"

　　"I believe him! Female voice No. 3 is Asada-kun's voice!"

　　"…"

　　When the words fell, everyone's eyes widened in shock, looking at Itsuki in surprise.

　　Then, she turned her gaze to Shinichi who was sitting in his chair.

Shinichi nodded and spoke in a baritone voice.

　　"Congratulations, you answered all correctly."

　　The voice sounded lifeless, not congratulatory at all.

　　Itsuki didn't care at all, but smiled happily, "Good! I guessed it right!"

　　Even because she didn't misunderstand Shinichi's voice, she cheered innocently.

　　Hachiman slapped his forehead, he couldn't bear to look at Shinichi's expression now that he was focused on the other person's shocked gaze.

　　Yotsuba laughed, not caring that Shinichi could imitate her own voice in such a way, and planned to cheer him up.

　　Just when the atmosphere between the two teams was very strange...

　　"Alright everyone, now it's time to announce the results of the challenge event and decide how luxurious a lunch you can enjoy!"

　　A high-pitched sound suddenly sounded, and everyone's spirits were shaken. They all turned their attention to the host who walked in from the side with a microphone in one hand and a piece of paper in the other.

　　Itsuki swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and her attitude calmed down. She completely put aside the game and stared at the stage with all her attention.

　　The host suddenly felt a chill all over his body, as if he was being targeted by a prehistoric beast, his voice suddenly became unstable, and then he slowly regained his calm.

　　"Then let's start with tenth place..."

　　"If your name is not mentioned, you will default to having a luxury lunch box for lunch, and you will have to watch other students eat high-end buffets and chef dishes in the same restaurant."

　　When the host said this, the audience suddenly became noisy. Many people cursed.

"Devil!"

"The organizers are very cruel..."

"Shuchi'in Academy is definitely among the top few."

"Correct? I don't want to see the Harem Demon King eating delicious food with his harem..."

　　Yotsuba's hearing was excellent, so she was able to pick up on all the dissatisfying comments.

　　She thought she would be nervous.

　　But somehow, she forgot about the excessive nervousness earlier, and her mood relaxed.

　　Yotsuna listened to the noise on and off the stage, which seemed like two different worlds.

　　(Of course... Is that for me?)

　　(Is this guessing sound game done specifically to relieve my stress?)

　　Yotsuba pulled Ichika's sleeve, with a dark and unclear light in her eyes, silently asking for the answer.

　　The quintuplets have a telepathic connection, and Ichika immediately understands the meaning of Yotsuba's eyes.

　　Her gentle smile curved slightly, she leaned closer to Yotsuba's ear and whispered softly.

　　"Dont think to much. Okay?"

　　"…"

　　Yotsuba nodded slightly and whispered something at the same time.

　　"Ichika, please help me and Asada-san... Sorry."

　　"Can you tell me why?"

　　Ichika didn't immediately refuse, but looked at Yotsuba.

　　Yotsuba bit her lip and looked at her hands on her knees clenched into fists, but there was nothing in her palms except trembling.

　　"At first, I thought I didn't hold back and fulfilled your expectations perfectly... But now, I still make you think of me and cause you more trouble."

　　"Why can't we believe in everyone's strength... Why can't we be more mature and be like Ichika who can face everything calmly..."

　　"Of course, with the Forest School event, we should have grown up and should be proud of ourselves..."

　　"I'm really lowly..."

　　Her regretful voice was so low it was almost inaudible.

　　No one could see that there was an unwillingness to cry under the hanging hair.

　　And listening to her confession, Ichika hugged her shoulders gently, brushed her hair with the tip of her nose, and spoke softly.

　　"Um, I understand."

　　"Then... No, now 'we all' like Shinichi-kun, so I'll leave it to you for now."

　　"Eh?"

　　Before Yotsuba could react, Ichika let go of her shoulder, turned around to say a few words to Shinichi, and the two switched positions.

　　The folding chair creaked a little under the extra weight.

　　"Trouble girl, are you calling me?"