When did Sachiko Juraku arrive?
No, rather, had she been in this room the whole time, never leaving?
Ayanokoji Kiyotaka suddenly realized this.
Mikura had only said that "Sachiko Juraku tied her to the window sill," and hadn't said that she left. It was Ayanokoji who subconsciously assumed she wasn't in the room.
She must have been hiding behind the "throne" the whole time. When he pulled back the curtains, the light in the room changed, and that's when she appeared.
Because Ayanokoji's attention was entirely on Mikura, he didn't notice that Sachiko Juraku was also in the room.
Presumably, she must have been standing by the throne, watching Ayanokoji's entire performance from the best "audience seat."
Speaking ill of someone to their face and getting caught, even Ayanokoji Kiyotaka, with his thick skin, couldn't help but blush a little at this moment.
Ayanokoji turned to face her, clearing his throat to ease the awkwardness: "Senior Juraku, since you were in this room, why didn't you show yourself when I called your name just now? Do you really enjoy playing hide-and-seek that much?"
To Ayanokoji's surprise, Sachiko Juraku actually admitted it with a smile.
"Yes, hide-and-seek is indeed very interesting, but… I never intended to hide."
She scrutinized Ayanokoji with great interest.
"I'm truly surprised. Any student who enters this room for the first time, when the room is empty, their first reaction is to walk to this seat, curiously observe it up close, and even can't help but sit down."
"But Ayanokoji, your behavior is very unexpected. Although you were surprised when you saw this seat, you had no intention of touching it. Instead, you carefully observed your surroundings, looking for potential hidden observers…"
Observing the reactions of people entering this room for the first time was a small hobby of Sachiko Juraku.
Yomotsuki Runa, Mibuomi Aoi, Miharu Taki Sakura… Sachiko Juraku had observed the reactions of all these people when they first entered the Student Council.
Some of them yearned for the throne, some detested it, some were willing to serve beneath it… One thing was common: they all showed great interest in this throne.
But Ayanokoji Kiyotaka was different. He seemed to not care about this throne at all. After his initial surprise, his first reaction was to observe his surroundings.
Was he truly uninterested in this throne, or… did he not want to reveal his true feelings in front of others, suppressing his initial reaction, cautiously searching for potential witnesses?
Ayanokoji Kiyotaka's reaction was truly fascinating. Sachiko Juraku asked with great curiosity: "I'm truly curious, who taught you to be so cautious?"
... If you lived under surveillance cameras for five years, you'd develop this habit too.
Ayanokoji Kiyotaka almost blurted out this truth, but at this moment, he merely replied: "After all, you were the one who asked me to come, Senior. It's only natural for me to suspect you were still in this room, isn't it?"
"What you said also makes sense. Then I'll take it as such…"
Sachiko Juraku's gaze shifted from Ayanokoji to Mikura behind him, and a smile suddenly appeared at the corner of her mouth.
"There's one thing I need to clarify. You just wronged me. I am not a master who abandons her pet here and doesn't care.
I have a safety word set up. As long as Mikura can't bear it anymore, she can struggle and make the chains hit the railing rhythmically, and then I will appear and release her restraints."
"Since she didn't do that, it means she was willing, so you shouldn't blame me."
Safety word… Ayanokoji was speechless.
They really play it wild.
Ayanokoji Kiyotaka wisely refrained from asking further, instead inquiring: "Senior, why did you call me here? Surely it wasn't just for me to appreciate your special games, was it?"
"That was just a little diversion while waiting for you. Besides, compared to what you did, ours is nothing, is it?"
Sachiko Juraku said, sitting on the throne, resting her hands on both sides and crossing her legs, asking with interest: "Why didn't you attend the opening ceremony this morning?
Not just you, but also Saotome, Hanatemari, and that guy named Kurume… None of you came last night. Did you all sleep together last night? Don't tell me it was just a coincidence."
Four people didn't attend the opening ceremony, and they happened to be the four people at the same table. If Ayanokoji Kiyotaka said it had nothing to do with him, only a fool wouldn't believe it.
At this moment, Mikura was also silently watching Ayanokoji from behind him, and the gaze that seemed to carry a hint of resentment from behind made Ayanokoji feel a lot of pressure.
Ayanokoji clarified with a serious expression, "I was indeed with them last night, but the four of us just played Mahjong all night, and nothing else happened."
There was no need to lie about such a thing. The school hotel where Ayanokoji resided had a cooperative relationship with the Student Council, so it should be easy for Sachiko Juraku to obtain surveillance footage from there.
Ayanokoji's words were true; he really didn't do anything last night.
—He did it the night before.
But sometimes, even if you tell the truth, others might not believe you.
"Playing Mahjong? You spent such a good time playing Mahjong?"
Mikura snorted coldly, staring at Ayanokoji indifferently, completely disbelieving his nonsense: "Hanatemari Kazura and Kurume Laiwei both lost their bodies to you, didn't they? Don't tell me you didn't do anything."
"Actually, Hua Shouqiu's father knows my father, and Kurume reached a cooperative agreement with me, sort of like signing a contract. Nothing happened between me and them…"
Ayanokoji Kiyotaka turned to explain to Mikura, but she still had an expression that said, "Only a ghost would believe your words."
Immediately after, Mikura spoke.
"It's fine even if you admit it. Our Student Council's purpose is to supervise gambling. If nothing happened between you, we would still have to urge them to repay their gambling debts as soon as possible."
Did she really want him to admit it? Or did she actually not want him to admit it?
Mikura should, by all accounts, have some good feelings for him… Ayanokoji mumbled to himself, a bit unclear about what she meant.
"Hurry and admit it. What exactly did you do yesterday? Lying in front of Senior Juraku is meaningless," Mikura urged with a calm expression.
She seemed very eager to know the outcome.
"Alright, I admit it. Actually, we held an 'Unrestricted Assembly' yesterday, and everyone gained a lot," Ayanokoji Kiyotaka shrugged, smiling cheerfully.
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