Chapter 153: Kushida Kikyo: I treated you like a sister, but you GPS me behind my back? And you're being protective!
The time quickly reached 3:00 PM.
Hikigaya Hachiman and Kushida Kikyo walked side-by-side through the corridor leading to the cafe. The sea breeze poured in from the open windows, carrying a salty, damp scent that lightly brushed against the hems of their clothes.
Kushida walked at his side, her orange shirt exceptionally striking in the sunlight. The ends of her hair swayed gently with her steps, and then she tilted her head slightly, looking toward Hikigaya. "So," she began, her tone carrying a hint of a subtle smile, "you asked me to accompany you to the cafe just to repay the favor?"
Hikigaya nodded. "Yeah."
"Just that simple?"
"Just that simple."
Kushida stared at him for a few seconds, a flash of complex emotion flickering in her burgundy eyes. But she quickly looked away and let out a soft sigh.
"Hikigaya-kun, you really are..."
She didn't finish her sentence, merely shaking her head.
Hikigaya glanced at her. "Really what?"
"Nothing." Kushida withdrew her gaze, the corners of her mouth curling into a slight arc. "Let's go, we're almost at the cafe."
The two continued forward. After a few steps, Kushida spoke again. "By the way, what do I need to do later?"
Hikigaya thought for a moment. "Nothing. Just come in with me, find a seat, have a drink, and then when I tell you to leave, you leave."
Kushida raised an eyebrow. "That's it?"
"That's it."
"That really is quite simple." Kushida chuckled. "Repaying this favor is certainly easy."
Hikigaya didn't respond. They soon arrived at the entrance of the cafe. The moment he pushed the door open, Hikigaya's gaze swept quickly across the interior.
The cafe wasn't large, with only seven or eight tables, and currently only a few scattered customers. His eyes almost immediately locked onto the table closest to the door—Chabashira Sae and Hoshinomiya Chie were sitting face-to-face.
The two were sitting in a very prominent spot near the entrance. Sunlight spilled in from the adjacent window, falling over them and making the entire scene stand out.
Hoshinomiya Chie was her usual self, her long chestnut hair cascading over her shoulders with slightly curled ends. She held a cup of milk tea, head lowered as she gently stirred it with a small spoon, that signature light and airy smile playing on her lips.
Chabashira Sae sat opposite her, her black hair tied in a single ponytail, wearing her familiar black jacket. A cup of black coffee sat before her, next to a small plate containing an exquisite piece of tiramisu—clearly ordered for her by Hoshinomiya. Her expression remained cold as ever, but her brow was slightly relaxed, making her look a bit more at ease than usual.
The moment Hikigaya and Kushida entered, both teachers looked over simultaneously.
Hikigaya's heart skipped a beat. However, he showed no outward sign of abnormality, simply shifting his gaze casually as if he were just scanning the room before continuing further inside.
As he passed the two teachers, his pace faltered slightly—a point card "accidentally" slipped from his pocket, falling lightly onto the floor. Hikigaya seemed completely unaware, continuing to follow Kushida toward the back of the cafe.
Hoshinomiya's hand holding the milk tea paused. Her eyes fell on the point card on the floor, then she quickly looked away, continuing to stir her tea as if nothing had happened. But the corners of her mouth curled into a slight smirk.
Chabashira also saw the point card. Her gaze lingered on it for a second before she withdrew it, taking a small sip of her black coffee. Her expression didn't change at all, acting as if nothing had occurred. Neither spoke, simply minding their own drinks. On the table, the tiramisu lay quietly, emitting a sweet, heavy aroma.
Hikigaya and Kushida sat at the table furthest inside. It was far enough from the teachers that their conversation wouldn't be overheard, yet they could clearly see the direction of the entrance. A server soon approached. Hikigaya ordered an Iced Americano and a piece of cheesecake.
The server turned to Kushida. Kushida shook her head. "Just warm water is fine."
Hikigaya glanced at her. "Not eating anything?"
Kushida chuckled and leaned back against her chair, a hint of helplessness in her burgundy eyes. "I'll have to diet once we're back at school. Even though it's free now, my points are quite abundant, so there's no need to 'freeload' here."
Hikigaya nodded, saying nothing more. He knew Kushida's financial situation. In the VIP exam, she was a member of the Dragon group and received 500,000 points from Outcome 1. But per Hirata Yousuke's adjustment, she had to give 100,000 to other members who didn't get money, leaving her with 400,000. In the island exam, as a member of Horikita Suzune's squad,
she was allocated 990,000. Add to that the 500,000 he gave her for monitoring the meeting between Ayanokouji Kiyotaka and Chabashira and gathering intel via GPS...
Altogether, she had saved enough for the next three years of living expenses. She really didn't need to freeload on ship desserts.
The server soon brought Hikigaya's Iced Americano and cheesecake, along with Kushida's warm water. Hikigaya picked up a fork and put a small piece of cake in his mouth. Kushida lifted her glass, took a small sip, and gazed out the window.
They were silent for a few seconds. Then Kushida suddenly spoke. "By the way, Class D has been discussing studying hard lately."
Hikigaya looked at her.
Kushida continued, "Horikita Suzune said it. She feels the school won't let everyone rely on tricks forever. In this VIP exam, if you tried to find a pattern based on opportunistic thinking, you were wrong. Since there was no pattern, it means the school won't give students that many chances. So, the next written exam might require honestly relying on grades to pass. Everyone needs to prepare in advance."
Hikigaya nodded. "She's right. This school's exams won't stay this simple forever. Sooner or later, there will be a head-on written test."
Kushida sighed softly. "So I'm also considering whether to use the holiday for some supplementary lessons."
Hikigaya looked at her. "Your academic ability shouldn't be bad."
"It's okay," Kushida shrugged. "But I can't compare to a bookworm like Horikita." Clearly, Kushida's desire for extra lessons was driven by a secret wish to catch up to or even defeat Horikita.
They fell silent again. Hikigaya's gaze shifted over Kushida's shoulder toward the entrance. Chabashira and Hoshinomiya were still sitting there, quietly drinking their coffee. Hoshinomiya would occasionally look up to say a few words, while Chabashira responded curtly, nodding every now and then.
Time passed minute by minute. About ten minutes later, Hoshinomiya Chie's phone suddenly vibrated. She glanced down at the screen, then looked up with that signature breezy smile. "Oh my, Sae-chan, I have to step out to take a call. Wait for me here, I'll be right back."
Chabashira glanced at her and nodded flatly. Hoshinomiya stood up, grabbed her phone, and walked toward the door with light steps. However, as Chabashira lowered her head, Hoshinomiya suddenly looked toward Hikigaya and Kushida's table. Her gaze swept over Hikigaya, and seeing that he had noticed her, the smile on her face deepened. She didn't linger, walking straight out.
The door closed softly behind her. Hikigaya withdrew his gaze and pulled his phone from his pocket. As expected, a new message was waiting for him—from Hoshinomiya.
[The opportunity has been created~ The rest is up to you, Hikigaya-kun! (＾Ｕ＾)ノ]
Hikigaya stared at the emoticon for two seconds, then pocketed his phone and looked up at Kushida.
"It's time," he said. "Your favor has been repaid."
Kushida was momentarily stunned, then followed his gaze to the entrance—their Class D homeroom teacher, Chabashira Sae, was still sitting there, and she was alone. She understood instantly.
"..."
"So..." Kushida Kikyo's tone carried a mix of complex emotions, "you had me accompany you to the cafe just to use me as your cover so you could talk to Chabashira-sensei alone?"
Hikigaya nodded. "Yeah."
Kushida stared at him for a few seconds. A flash of speechlessness, mixed with a hint of... being unsure whether to laugh or cry, crossed her burgundy eyes.
"Hikigaya-kun," she took a deep breath, "you really are..."
She didn't finish her sentence. She simply stood up and straightened her skirt. "Then I'm leaving," she said. "Be careful yourself."
Hikigaya nodded. "Yeah, thanks."
Kushida looked at him once more and turned toward the door. After a few steps, she stopped and looked back at Hikigaya. "By the way," her voice was very soft, "what you said about being able to find you whenever I'm in trouble—was that for real?"
Hikigaya met her gaze and nodded. "It's for real. For as long as I'm still at this school."
"..." The corners of Kushida's mouth curled into a slight arc. She said nothing more and turned to leave the cafe.
The cafe became quiet. Hikigaya took a sip of his Iced Americano, then stood up and walked toward Chabashira Sae's table.
Chabashira was looking down, using a small fork to cut the tiramisu. Hearing footsteps, she looked up, her gaze landing on Hikigaya. Hikigaya sat down opposite her.
Chabashira didn't speak; she simply picked up the point card from the table and pushed it toward Hikigaya. "Yours," she said flatly.
Hikigaya took the card and put it in his pocket. "Thanks."
Chabashira took a sip of her coffee, her eyes fixed on the window. "Chie sent you, didn't she?"
Hikigaya nodded. "Yeah."
"She sent you to pump me for information?" Chabashira's tone remained flat, but her lips curled slightly with a hint of helplessness. "She wants to know who changed my mind?"
Hikigaya didn't deny it.
Chabashira sighed softly. "Chie can be very troublesome sometimes."
Hikigaya looked at her and spoke slowly. "If you truly found her troublesome, you wouldn't be best friends."
This caused Chabashira's fingers to pause slightly. She looked up at Hikigaya. A flash of complex emotion crossed her eyes. She didn't speak, remaining silent for a few seconds. Then she spoke slowly. "I told her. After I finish teaching this class, I will resign."
Hikigaya nodded. "Any plans for after that?"
Chabashira shook her head. "I'm not sure yet. But it should be a new life. I've been restrained by the past for too long."
More than just "too long"—it had been a full ten years from high school graduation to now. Thinking this, Chabashira paused and looked back out the window. "But before that, I will do my best to perform the job of a teacher that I haven't been able to do well."
Sunlight poured in, highlighting her profile. Her eyes were no longer cold, replaced by a calm sense of relief. Hikigaya said nothing, listening quietly.
Chabashira withdrew her gaze and looked at him. "By the way, congratulations. Class B has risen to Class A."
Hikigaya nodded. "Thank you."
Chabashira looked at him and suddenly asked, "What are your plans next? Continue leading Class B upward?"
Hikigaya was silent for a second before slowly speaking. "I'm going to buy Horikita Suzune."
Chabashira's brow moved slightly. "Horikita Suzune?"
"Yeah," Hikigaya said. "She's gathered nearly ten million points now. With a bit more effort, twenty million won't be a problem."
Chabashira was silent for a few seconds, then nodded gently. "To make Class B more solid?"
Hikigaya didn't speak. Chabashira looked at him, suddenly realizing something.
"Wait, you're in Class B too. Why make such an arrangement? Aren't you enough on your own?"
Hikigaya remained silent. He just sat there quietly, his gaze on the table. Chabashira stared at him for a few seconds, when suddenly—a clear voice entered her mind.
'Chabashira-sensei doesn't understand at all. I don't know how long I can stay. With transmigrators, who can say for sure? If I suddenly go back one day, someone has to take over Class B. Horikita Suzune is the most suitable candidate.'
Chabashira's pupils constricted. She looked up at Hikigaya in disbelief. That voice just now... was Hikigaya Hachiman's inner voice? As expected, she hadn't misheard before. She wasn't having a nervous breakdown; she really could hear Hikigaya's heart.
She opened her mouth to say something but found herself stuck. She was silent for a few seconds, then spoke slowly with a trace of hesitation. "Actually... if my mind hasn't failed me, then I might be able to hear your..."
She stopped. The word—inner voice—was right on the tip of her tongue, yet she couldn't say it. Chabashira frowned and tried several more times, but each time she was about to say the word, she would seize up as if something were preventing her.
Hikigaya looked at her and suddenly remembered something. He had experienced this scenario before. Karuizawa Kei had told him the same thing—she could hear his heart but couldn't proactively say the words "inner voice."
He looked at Chabashira and spoke slowly. "It's my inner voice."
Chabashira snapped her head up and looked at him blankly. But Hikigaya, seeing her reaction, already understood and continued, "Though it might be presumptuous, you can hear it, right?"
Chabashira was silent for a few seconds, then nodded gently. Hikigaya took a deep breath, hesitated, and then chose to continue transmitting his thoughts.
'Chabashira-sensei, since you just heard me, you should know I'm a transmigrator. I'm not a person of this world, but I know the entire progression.
Chabashira listened quietly, her expression shifting from shock to a gradual realization. It was as if many confusing things suddenly became clear. She understood why she had been so easily cornered and recorded by Hikigaya, why her long-held wish was unraveled, and why a stubborn mule like Horikita would ever soften up.
"I see. I see," she repeated twice, her tone full of sentiment. "Losing to someone like you... it wasn't for nothing."
She paused, remembering something. "Then, I originally planned to arrange for Ayanokouji Kiyotaka..."
'If I didn't exist, Ayanokouji Kiyotaka would have succeeded. He would have taken Class D to Class A.'
Chabashira's eyes brightened slightly. But Hikigaya's inner voice continued.
'However, in the end, he would have discarded Class D. Because Class D itself cannot graduate as Class A. Think about it—would the school allow people like Yamauchi Haruki
or Ike Kanji to represent the school's face and be sent into society as Class A graduates? Thus, his ultimate choice would be to shift to another class.'
Hearing this, Chabashira's expression froze. She fell silent. Those words were far more cruel than anything Hikigaya had said aloud. But she also knew they were the truth. After a long while, she spoke slowly, her voice a bit dry. "Then... is there no hope for Class D?"
'Chabashira-sensei, you're very similar to Horikita right now.'
Chabashira was slightly taken aback. Hikigaya's inner voice continued.
'However, Class D isn't completely without hope. There is one plan—eliminate those not worth being pushed out by the school, then buy excellent students from other classes. Gather enough numbers so the overall strength of the students rises; then the school won't be able to refuse.'
Chabashira was silent. It was a plan. Cruel, but effective.
'And the island exam and this VIP exam were the best times to collect points and buy people. Once missed, it can't be done anymore.'
Chabashira closed her eyes and sighed softly. The current Class D really had no hope left. She opened her eyes and looked at Hikigaya, her eyes filled with complex emotions. "You really are an incredible person," she said softly.
Hikigaya looked at her, and his inner voice came through again.
'I just hope you don't blame me for ruining your beautiful dream.'
Chabashira shook her head. "I won't." She paused, remembering something, and a slight smile appeared on her lips. "Though there is one thing I must say—"
She stood up and straightened her jacket. "I am different from Horikita. At her age, I wasn't nearly this unsociable." As she said this, she added one more thing. "By the way, when you leave later, go to the clothing and accessories area on the B1 floor. I had the staff set something aside for you. Consider it... a celebration for your rise to Class A, and a thank you for freeing me from my past obsession. I think you'll find it useful."
With that, she turned and walked toward the door, her steps graceful and without hesitation. Hikigaya watched her back but didn't move yet. The cafe became quiet again.
Hikigaya pulled his phone from his pocket and sent a message to Hoshinomiya.
[Chabashira-sensei has left.]
In less than two minutes, the door was pushed open again. Hoshinomiya Chie walked in quickly with her signature breezy smile. Clearly, she hadn't even tried to act regarding the phone call. She walked straight to the table and sat opposite Hikigaya, leaning forward with her hands on the table.
"How was it, how was it?" Her eyes were sparkling with anticipation. "Did you find out? Who was it that changed Sae-chan?"
Hikigaya looked at her, silent for two seconds, before slowly speaking. "I didn't find the person you wanted to investigate—the one who changed Chabashira-sensei."
Hoshinomiya's smile stiffened slightly.
"But," Hikigaya continued, "I sensed that Chabashira-sensei's change happened because she figured it out for herself."
Hoshinomiya blinked. "Figured it out?"
"Yeah." Hikigaya nodded. "She figured out the essence of the school. The school won't allow students from Class D who can't represent the school to graduate as Class A—unless they become excellent enough. If they can't do that, they have to follow the school's rules."
Hoshinomiya fell silent. She leaned back in her chair and looked out the window, a flash of complex emotion in her large eyes.
"So that's how it is..." she murmured softly. After a long while, she withdrew her gaze and looked at Hikigaya. "So, Sae-chan really plans to resign after teaching this class?"
Hikigaya nodded. "That's what she said."
Hoshinomiya was silent for a few seconds, then let out a soft sigh. Hikigaya looked at her and suddenly spoke. "Hoshinomiya-sensei, what about you? Do you have any other dreams?"
Hoshinomiya was slightly taken aback. "Me?"
"Yeah," Hikigaya said. "After Chabashira-sensei leaves, will you continue being a teacher?"
Hoshinomiya blinked, a trace of confusion in her large eyes. "I haven't thought about it yet..." she murmured.
But in the next second, she suddenly snapped to it, staring at Hikigaya with a sharp gaze. "Wow," her tone carried a hint of dissatisfaction, "so you think I'm a very irresponsible homeroom teacher for Class B?"
Hikigaya shook his head politely. "I didn't mean it like that."
However, his tone became serious. "Actually, there is one thing I hope Hoshinomiya-sensei can help with in the future."
Hoshinomiya raised an eyebrow. "What is it?"
"Ayanokouji Kiyotaka from Class D has a rather special background," Hikigaya said slowly. "I've learned through some special channels that next semester, there might be some personnel changes in the school that could affect the fairness of the special exams."
Hoshinomiya's brow furrowed slightly.
Hikigaya continued, "If that really happens, I hope Hoshinomiya-sensei can... slightly shift your bottom line and provide some support to Class B."
Hoshinomiya stared at him for a few seconds, a trace of contemplation in her large eyes. "Special channels..." she murmured, then suddenly thought of something. "You mean Sakayanagi Arisu?"
Clearly, she knew Sakayanagi Arisu was the Chairman's daughter.
Hikigaya said nothing, but the silence was an answer in itself. Hoshinomiya was silent for a few seconds, then let out a soft sigh.
"Fine." After a brief thought, Hoshinomiya agreed. "Sae-chan is resigning anyway, and I don't know what I'm going to do next. Staying here as a teacher doesn't seem that important anymore." She paused and looked at Hikigaya, the corners of her mouth curling slightly. "So, even if it's just to help you, violating my bottom line a little doesn't matter."
Hikigaya looked at her and nodded gently. "Thank you."
Hoshinomiya waved her hand as if it were a trivial matter. "No need. Consider it... thanks for helping Sae-chan figure things out."
"..." Hikigaya maintained a slightly confused expression. Did this person suddenly say something like that? She arranged for me to pump Chabashira for info, yet she was treating me as a suspect?
"..." Hoshinomiya stared at him again, confirming that his expression didn't seem faked, then stood up and straightened her skirt. "Then I'm off. Take your time drinking."
Her tone became lighthearted again. Because it seemed Hikigaya-kun really wasn't the person who changed Chabashira.
Otherwise, if she had wasted ten years with Chabashira only for a high schooler to break her in less than three months, it would be far too embarrassing.
Unfortunately, she still hadn't found the person who changed Chabashira. Of course, it was possible that, as Hikigaya-kun said, Sae-chan really had figured it out herself because of the school rules.
Thinking this, she turned and walked toward the door. However, after a few steps, she stopped and looked back at Hikigaya. "By the way, Hikigaya-kun."
"Yeah?"
A mischievous smile formed on Hoshinomiya's lips. "That girl who came in with you just now was Kushida Kikyo from Class D, right? What's the relationship between you two...?"
Hikigaya was silent for a second. "A collaborative relationship."
"Ooh—" Hoshinomiya elongated her tone, wearing an "I get it" expression. "A collaborative relationship, huh~"
Then she pushed the door and walked out. The cafe was quiet once more. Hikigaya leaned back in his chair and took a sip of his Iced Americano.
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On the other side.
The moment Kushida Kikyo walked out of the cafe, the sunlight fell right on her. Her orange shirt took on a warm glow in the light, but her mood was currently more complex than the sunshine.
She held two point cards in her hand—one for Horikita with 6.6 million, and one for Matsushita Chiaki with 1 million. The cold touch of the cards transmitted through her fingertips, yet it couldn't dispel the inexplicable restlessness in her heart.
A massive school. A massive ship. A massive crowd. But the one who could accept her imperfect self—Kushida stopped and leaned against the corridor window. Outside was the vast, azure sea, shimmering like a painting. But she wasn't looking at the sea; she was staring at her own reflection in the glass.
Only him. Only Hikigaya Hachiman.
That man knew everything about her yet never held any prejudice against her. It wasn't tolerance or endurance; it was genuine, unreserved acceptance. Kushida took a deep breath and let it out slowly.
Forget it, now isn't the time for this.
She pulled out her phone and tapped the GPS tracking function, scanning it quickly. Karuizawa Kei's location showed her near the library—likely taking her "gal" squad for extra lessons. Horikita Suzune's location was at the dorm—no doubt she was reading again.
And Matsushita Chiaki...
Kushida's gaze fell on the small dot on the screen. Matsushita's location was in the accessories area on the third floor of the ship. Alone.
Oh? As a member of the "gal" squad, she's actually not with Karuizawa. Kushida raised an eyebrow, pocketed her phone, and headed for the elevator.
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There was a corridor on the third floor of the ship lined with various boutiques and accessory shops. It was currently afternoon, and there weren't many customers—only a few scattered students browsing the stores.
Kushida walked to the entrance of the accessories area, her gaze quickly scanning the interior. Then she saw Matsushita Chiaki.
Matsushita stood before a row of display cases, her long orange hair glowing softly under the lights, her attire as refined and appropriate as ever. But what caught Kushida's attention was the row of cases Matsushita was looking at: the eyewear section.
All sorts of glasses were neatly displayed in the glass cases—metal frames, plastic frames, vintage styles, and minimalist designs. And Matsushita's gaze was fixed on one of them—a pair of men's non-prescription glasses. With thin black frames and a minimalist design, the lenses were ordinary non-prescription ones with no correction.
Matsushita tilted her head slightly, staring at the glasses for a few seconds, then reached out and gently tapped the glass at that spot, as if confirming something.
Kushida's brow furrowed slightly. Men's? Non-prescription?
She stepped forward and lightly tapped Matsushita on the shoulder. "Matsushita Chiaki."
Matsushita Chiaki's body stiffened slightly as she whirled around. When she saw it was Kushida, the panic in her eyes gradually dissipated, replaced by a sense of relief.
"K-Kushida-san..." her voice still held a trace of lingering fear. "You scared me to death."
Kushida, seeing her like this, put on her harmless smile. "What are you doing wandering the accessories area alone? Didn't Kei and the others go to the library?"
Matsushita blinked and quickly regained her calm expression. "Just browsing. The exam is over, so I have to relax a bit."
But Kushida's gaze fell on the glasses she had been looking at. "Men's non-prescription glasses? What are you buying those for?"
The ship's facilities were free, and items could be rented for free, but it wasn't impossible to spend points. Some items were for sale because they were things individuals might want, and naturally, the school wouldn't foot the bill; students had to pay for them themselves. After all, it was a rare chance to play on such a luxurious ship, so many Class D students wanted to buy souvenirs after getting their points.
So if Matsushita was preparing to buy a gift for her father or brother back home, it would be quite reasonable. However, Matsushita's cheeks flushed slightly. She quickly adjusted her state and said calmly, "Actually... I was thinking that if Hikigaya-kun wore non-prescription glasses, he might give off a very different feeling."
Kushida was stunned. What? Girl!
Kushida stared at Matsushita, momentarily unsure of what to say. But Matsushita continued, "Look, his facial features are actually quite delicate, and his profile is good. But those eyes... well, 'dead fish eyes' definitely impact the overall impression. If he wore a suitable pair of glasses, it should cover that sluggish feel and make him look more spirited."
As she spoke, her gaze fell back on the glasses, her eyes holding a trace of seriousness and... expectation? The corners of Kushida's mouth twitched.
This girl, Matsushita Chiaki. Saying it so directly and deliberately was practically writing "I have feelings for Hikigaya Hachiman" on her face. So, this girl who usually seemed the calmest and most intelligent in Class D's "gal" squad was actually planning to chase Hachiman?
At this thought, Kushida was silent for a few seconds before slowly speaking. "You're that interested in him?"
Matsushita turned toward her, a flash of surprise in her clear eyes. "Isn't Kushida-san interested?" she asked back, her tone soft yet carrying a hint of "I see through you."
This caused Kushida's expression to stiffen slightly. Matsushita stared at her for a few seconds, then suddenly chuckled with a hint of playfulness.
"Kushida-san," Matsushita said as if casually, "your GPS location just now was overlapping with Hikigaya-kun's."
"..." Kushida opened her mouth to say something, but found the sound stuck in her throat.
GPS location. Overlapping.
This girl, Matsushita... In a situation where Kushida frequently GPS-ed others, did Matsushita also frequently GPS her? Or, having classified her as a dangerous entity, did Matsushita check her location while GPS-tracking Hikigaya?
A long string of thoughts flashed through Kushida's mind. But Matsushita Chiaki was now blinking gently, looking at her with deep interest.
Ugh!
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