A crossover anime, where people are in Classroom of the Imaginary Era, and behind the scenes, the ki

Horikita Manabu took his student ID out of his jacket pocket, then found a piece of sticky note and quickly scribbled down a line:

"In that case, I'll leave you a note first. Write down why you're here and leave my student ID as collateral. After the exams, no matter how you remember, you can use this to come to the student council to fulfill your promise."

Seeing this, Nan Yunya curled her lips into a mocking smile:

"Ha, so our student council president is planning to take the fruits of our juniors' labor for himself and then slowly give them away later?"

"What immense official power!"

Horikita Manabu ignored him and said expressionlessly:

"This is just the simplest exchange of benefits and credit collateral."

"I believe that no one who survives here is a fool. Everyone can tell what is important and what is not."

Su Wei remained silent for a moment, but did not refuse.

He reached out and took the student ID, glancing at it casually:

"make a deal."

"As far as I know, most official exams nowadays have a hidden boss at the end. Since you seniors are all so eager to fight, we unarmed outsiders will not get involved in the battle."

"A wise choice."

Horikita Manabu's gaze shifted to the back of the line, to the long, silver-haired girl who was leaning against the wall with her arms crossed, watching the scene unfold:

"Kiryuin, since you didn't sign up for the exam yourself... stay here and take care of the juniors while you're at it."

Then, he looked at Kiyotaka Ayanokoji:

As for Ayanokoji...

“Please allow me to come along,” Ayanokouji replied immediately.

Soviet Union was surprised by this:

"If I remember correctly, Ayanokouji, you should have witnessed the power of this monster, right?"

"As an unarmed intruder, going along would most likely mean certain death."

Ayanokouji didn't look at him, but instead cast her gaze into the darkness at the end of the corridor, her tone flat:

"It is precisely because I have witnessed it that I am even more eager to confirm certain things."

"And... I'm a little curious about the difficulty of the exams for the older students."

Seeing that he had made up his mind, Su Wei did not ask any further questions.

This was to be expected, since people who come from the White House often have a direct correlation between their thirst for knowledge and their desire to court disaster.

They watched as the group, led by Horikita Manabu and Nagumo Masaru, with Ayanokoji bringing up the rear, left the safety passage in a grand procession, their figures gradually disappearing around the corner.

next second.

It's like some kind of switch being turned off.

"Um... I don't think I've brought my shoes back yet..."

Shiina Hiyori was looking down at her feet, which were clad in white cotton socks, and muttering softly. Suddenly, her expression froze, and a look of confusion flashed in her eyes:

"Huh? That's right... where are my shoes?"

Why are my shoes gone?

As silence completely disappeared from everyone's sight, its passive ability began to take effect.

Shiina Hiyori's expression quickly changed from clear-headed to confused.

When the soles of my feet felt the coolness of the tiles in the back passageway of the coffee shop, my confusion turned into surprise and uncertainty.

"What's going on... why are we standing here?"

Asako Amakura and Masumi Kamuro both had expressions that said, "Who am I? Where am I?"

"It seems that something has interfered with my memory?"

A slightly magnetic, languid female voice rang out.

Kiryuin Kaede, who was leaning against the wall, finally straightened up and became more serious.

Although she had also lost specific memories of silence, her eyes cleared instantly when she saw Su Wei in front of her, who was only wearing a shirt and no longer had his school uniform jacket, and the student ID card in his hand that he hadn't had time to put away.

"An interesting development."

Su Wei seemed to remember something.

He turned on his phone, brought up the photo album, and displayed the silent pictures he had taken earlier to everyone.

"I suppose it's because of this monster."

Looking at the women's leather boots in the picture, and the rope made of twisted clothes on her body... long-forgotten memories in my mind are awakened again.

"what!"

Kamuro Masumi suddenly covered her mouth: "I remember now! That No-Face!"

Kiryuin Fuka's lips curled slightly; she showed no fear despite this bizarre encounter, but rather appeared quite intrigued.