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"No."

There was room for speculation about others, but Suzuki Sonoko was definitely not a diary holder.

Kaguya was certain of this because she understood Sonoko's personality very well.

"That woman may seem straightforward on the surface, but behind the scenes, she's as cunning as Fujiwara."

"The fact that she approached me so openly proves that she doesn't have the diary."

"If she did, she wouldn't have come to me first, she would have gone straight to Amamiya."

If Sonoko were a diary holder, she would have already known why Kaguya had transferred to Teitan High School.

She would also have known the reason behind it.

But precisely because she wasn't a diary holder, she had found Kaguya's sudden transfer suspicious.

"But I didn't expect her to end up inviting Amamiya out."

"Miss Kaguya, with Suzuki Sonoko's personality, that's hardly surprising," Hayasaka pointed out from the side.

Sonoko was well known for being obsessed with good-looking people.

And as the confirmed heir of the Suzuki Zaibatsu, anyone from the upper class would rarely refuse her invitations.

However, Sonoko wasn't interested in the so-called "elite" handsome men.

She had a peculiar habit, if someone was from the same social circle, she wouldn't bother.

But if she happened to meet a handsome stranger by chance, she would act extremely proactive.

It was as if she was drawn in purely by appearance.

So, it was simply coincidence that Sonoko had set her sights on Amamiya.

At the very least, if Kaguya hadn't transferred to Teitan High, Amamiya Ren and Sonoko would never have crossed paths.

"Or… does Miss Kaguya plan to ask Amamiya to team up with her this weekend?"

"I do have that in mind."

"The diary seems to impose restrictions on offline arrangements, but if I interact with Amamiya in an everyday setting not in direct connection to the diary, it might not trigger the diary's rules."

"…So that's the strategy."

Hayasaka immediately lost interest.

It turned out this was just another experiment to test the diary's limits.

"If that's the case, shouldn't we inform Amamiya?"

"Yes, we should."

No matter what, it was best to let the involved party know.

Kaguya didn't want any unnecessary misunderstandings.

To prevent such misunderstandings, communication was essential.

"But since Sonoko invited him first this time, we'll have to make our move earlier next time."

There was no avoiding this weekend's situation.

"In that case, do you plan to increase contact with Amamiya during school hours?"

Hayasaka's question made Kaguya fall silent for a moment.

"Would that be appropriate? I don't think Amamiya enjoys talking much at school."

"And most of our conversations aren't suitable for others to overhear. Discussing them in school isn't ideal."

"…That's true."

Hayasaka sighed, seeing the problem.

If it were just casual conversation, it wouldn't be an issue.

But their discussions weren't normal by any means.

"Miss Kaguya, I think you should really consider this issue."

"You clearly need a private space for conversations with Amamiya in the future."

"He writes in his diary every day, recording details of daily life. But if you don't participate in any of it, you'll have no role in what's written."

"Hmm…"

"…You have a point."

After all, the diary documented real-life events.

Amamiya was bound to record some interesting aspects of daily life, and if there was nothing engaging, the rewards from the diary would decrease.

Kaguya considered this carefully.

Hayasaka's suggestion wasn't meaningless—in fact, it was crucial.

At school, she needed to establish a regular space for conversations with Amamiya.

"Miss Kaguya, I also found out something interesting."

"In the past, Kudo Shinichi often received permission to skip school because he assisted the police in investigations."

"If I intervene a little, you might also be able to get more approved absences in the future."

"Approved absences?"

"Yes. Right now, you need a proper setting to talk with Amamiya, and sometimes you'll need to skip class with him."

"But… what if Amamiya falls behind in schoolwork?"

"Wouldn't that be a good thing? Then you could tutor him, giving you even more time together."

"…That's actually a good idea."

Kaguya pondered the idea carefully.

A designated space for communication at school.

Occasionally being excused from class.

And if necessary, helping Amamiya keep up with his studies.

"…Wait, isn't this basically the same setup I had at Shuchiin?"

She realized that these conditions completely matched her role as vice president of the student council at Shuchiin Academy.

Back there, she had quite a bit of freedom outside of class.

And whether classes were even necessary… well, that was another discussion entirely.

"Kaguya-sama, it's actually a bit different."

"How so?"

"In Shuchiin, you had to run for student council president. But at Teitan, all you need to do is form a club with a limited number of members."

"Joining the student council comes with a lot of responsibilities."

"That workload would reduce the time you can spend with Amamiya."

"But if you start your own club, you won't have that issue. At the very least, you can use the club as an official excuse for your activities."

"Clubs are an ideal space for private discussions."

"…You think I should set one up now?"

"I'd recommend it."

"I have a feeling Miss Sanzenin will be transferring here soon."

"…That's actually quite likely."

Thinking about it, Kaguya realized there was a high probability that Sanzenin Nagi would transfer in soon.

The diary's rules had already been thoroughly tested.

They had confirmed that loopholes were difficult—if not impossible—to exploit.

If they wanted rewards, they would have to follow the diary's guidelines. Otherwise, they would get nothing.

Even the "Accumulation" feature in the diary's lottery system seemed to exist specifically for those who read the diary but hesitated to take action.

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