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

Giving this resource to Katsuragi Kohei, who is already a core member of Class A, seems to be more in the best interests of the class, doesn't it?

What's more, during Monday's exam, she unfortunately lost the extra life that the black ball had originally given her because of Machima.

From both the perspective of return on investment and the margin for error, this spot should not have been given to an outsider.

So, after eliminating all the impossibilities...

You want me to go?

Hayasaka Ai narrowed her azure eyes slightly and asked tentatively.

Sakayanagi Arisu nodded, as if she could see right through her thoughts:

"Indeed, from any perspective, giving this opportunity to Katsuragi is the best choice."

"but......"

The girl then changed the subject: "As one of the only two... or rather, the only three otherworldly beings in this school who do not belong to our world."

"I'm willing to believe that you possess a unique quality that I haven't yet realized."

"Unconventional variables often bring about miracles that break the deadlock."

Hayasaka Ai raised an eyebrow and couldn't help but ask in return:

"What if I really am just an ordinary, innocent high school girl who was accidentally dragged into this?"

Sakayanagi Arisu's lips curved into a slight smile.

"When faced with a situation like the Black Ball Exam, where life and death are always at stake, an 'ordinary' high school girl would never do what you did: participate directly in the Black Ball Exam without any period of silence or adaptation, and be determined to pass it."

Sakayanagi Arisu paused, her tone remaining calm:

Even if I guessed wrong, it doesn't matter.

"Anyway, you'll definitely have to take the subsequent exams to earn points in order to go home, right?"

"Without an extra life, you'll cherish your own life more than anyone else. This equipment won't be wasted on you."

Hayasaka Ai remained silent for a moment after hearing this.

She found herself unable to refute this logic.

In the end, she simply nodded slightly, as if to agree.

Upon seeing this, Sakayanagi Arisu couldn't help but smile.

I was planning to put my hand on Hayasaka Ai's shoulder and say some encouraging words to win her over.

But then, sadly, I discovered...

Because she herself is only 1.5 meters tall, while Hayasaka Ai is over 1.6 meters tall.

If you were to force yourself to put your arm around her shoulder, it would feel awkward and would damage her queenly dignity.

then.

Sakayanagi Arisu naturally moved her raised hand towards her temple and gently smoothed her silver hair.

She maintained her usual elegance, and only spoke slowly as she passed by Hayasaka Ai:

"Then, Hayasaka-san, you will be my companion for the next exam."

"Keep it up, to be honest... I have high hopes for you."

Hayasaka Ai turned around and watched Sakayanagi Arisu leave with Kamuro Masumi, her brows furrowing slightly.

She didn't lose her composure or panic; she simply sighed softly to herself.

If, as Sakayanagi Arisu predicted, she is indeed a "special existence," then that would certainly be a good thing.

Unfortunately, only family members know their own affairs.

Hayasaka Ai knew it very well.

At best, she's just a professionally trained attendant who can precisely smash drone surveillance with a baseball.

Aside from that, she was really just an ordinary high school girl.

At most, I've just become a little more proficient in various professional skills and a little more mentally resilient!

"......well."

......

the other side.

Kamuro Masumi, who was walking down the stairs with Sakayanagi Arisu, was about to ask her what kind of riddle she and Hayasaka Ai had been playing earlier.

After all, even if she isn't considered Sakayanagi Arisu's right-hand woman now, she is definitely her right-hand woman.

She was at least one of the few people in the class who had a good relationship with her and even knew each other's awkward secrets.

We can't keep her in the dark about everything, can we?

pity.

Before I could even ask the question...