Chapter 2: Suminoe Chika

The first Friday after the Management Game began had arrived.

During the game period, Fridays were designated as school holidays, allowing players to log in and play from morning to night, just like Saturdays. In other words, Fridays during this time were days dedicated entirely to the game.

“…Yeah, you’ve got a solid grasp on all three points.”

That day, I was on a video call with Takuma-san.

Takuma-san reviewed the homework answers I’d sent him and began speaking with a satisfied tone.

“Tennouji-san is focused on expanding company size and revenue through M&A. Hinako maintains an unshakable position with steady, efficient management. And Miyakojima-san keeps churning out groundbreaking products one after another. Truly, each has their own distinct approach.”

Takuma-san neatly summarized the management styles of the three people I’d researched over the past few days.

“What’s particularly noteworthy is Miyakojima-san’s approach. It’s the work of a genius. You could even call it cheating, in a good way. Most managers can’t do that, which is why they have to go through trial and error.”

Takuma-san said this with genuine admiration.

To think that Narika, of all people, would be called a genius in this field, surpassing Hinako and Tennouji-san… It was surprising, but it made sense. Narika’s ideas were all rooted in a user-focused perspective. She wasn’t just throwing out ideas recklessly.

If Hinako’s approach is the royal road, Tennouji-san’s is the path of conquest, and Narika’s… well, since it’s almost like cheating, maybe it’s the unorthodox path?

“Now, out of these three approaches, which one do you think you should emulate, Izuki-kun?”

After a moment’s thought, I felt like none of them were something I could easily imitate.

Right now, I don’t have the funds to acquire companies, nor do I have exceptional knowledge.

But if I had to choose…

“…Tennouji-san’s strategy of building up new ventures.”

“Correct. Expanding new businesses or services is an urgent priority.”

Takuma-san nodded.

“Any specific ideas come to mind?”

“Well… how about increasing the target markets? That way, we’d create more fundamental revenue streams, and I think it’d pay off in the long term.”

“Not bad. …Hey, that’s pretty good. You’re really starting to think like a manager.”

Well, I’ve been studying hard to keep up with Takuma-san’s teachings, so I’d hope so.

“But before you fall into any traps, let me give you one piece of advice. Don’t judge a business solely by its profit margins.”

On the other side of the screen, Takuma-san spoke with a serious expression.

“A company’s purpose can take many forms. Take a local supermarket, for example. Retail is a tough field if you only look at profit margins, but it contributes significantly to the local economy. Beyond providing good products, it also creates jobs.”

That’s something Hinako mentioned during our Tea Party Alliance meetings.

Every company has its own purpose, and those purposes don’t compete with one another.

“Your service isn’t just any e-commerce platform—it’s deliberately focused on gifts. If you only chase profit margins, you’ll eventually clash with your core concept.”

“…So, staying true to that concept is what matters.”

“Exactly. It’s fine to target new markets, but don’t let the lure of profits make you lose sight of your concept.”

Clear and trustworthy. That’s probably the kind of management customers are drawn to.

In the end, the heart of management might come down to a single question: “How much can you make people love you?”

Numbers like revenue are important, but ultimately, it’s about emotions, isn’t it?

“To keep yourself from wavering unnecessarily, I suggested creating a brand identity. Looks like you’ve come up with a solid answer for that, too.”

“Yeah. I went for a stylish vibe that exudes mature coolness. I’m planning to roll out some ads with that aesthetic.”

For Tomonari Gifts’ e-commerce site, I aimed for a design that makes gifting feel cool and sophisticated, fostering human connections in a casual yet grown-up way. All I really did was tell the AI engineer employee, “Make it look like this,” but I feel like that’s how it works in the real world, too.

“So, we’ve settled on a direction. Let’s wrap up this consultation here.”

“…Feels like it was mostly just a review, though.”

“That’s because things are going smoothly.”

Takuma-san continued.

“Normally, when someone with no management experience starts a business from scratch, their ego gets in the way. They cram the product with things they want to express or sell. …But you, Izuki-kun, had a customer-first mindset from the start. You’ve got a knack for management.”

“…Thank you.”

I hadn’t expected praise, so I was a little surprised.

—I’m happy.

I’d been fumbling my way through this, so getting praised felt incredibly rewarding.

And the fact that it came from Takuma-san, who’s always so strict, made it sink in that I’m really on the right track.

“You seem pretty motivated. Has something changed in your mindset?”

“It’s not exactly a change, but… ever since the Management Game started, everyone at the academy seems so energized…”

I recalled the conversations I overheard in the gym with my classmates yesterday.

“It made me want to enjoy the game, too. Even though it’s a fictional company, watching the numbers grow is honestly kind of fun.”

At first, I was driven by a sense of urgency or duty, but now I’m genuinely enjoying the game.

“That’s right. Management is fun and exciting.”

Takuma-san smiled.

“More than half of Kiou Academy’s students will become managers someday, but not just because they want to inherit their parents’ businesses. They know how fun management is. From a young age, they’ve seen its allure through their parents’ work. …There’s no other world as intellectually stimulating as this.”

Hearing Takuma-san say that with such cheer, a thought crossed my mind.

…Takuma-san loves management.

Up until now, Takuma-san had seemed like an enigma, but for the first time, I felt like I’d glimpsed a piece of who he really is.

That doesn’t mean his values have changed. Even now, Takuma-san believes it’s fine to dismantle the Konohana Group for Hinako’s or Kagen-san’s sake.

He didn’t take me on as a disciple for my benefit, either. I don’t know his reasons, but teaching me management must somehow align with his own interests.

Even so…

(…This guy isn’t a bad person, after all.)

He’s just relentlessly true to what he wants to do, for better or worse.

There’s no goodwill or malice in him.

In a way, that might make him… trustworthy.

“Any other questions?”

Takuma-san’s question reminded me of something from two days ago.

“While researching Hinako’s management style, I happened to learn that the Management Game includes shareholder meetings. Will I have to do one of those eventually?”

“Unless you’re constantly at odds with your shareholders, I doubt you’ll need to. Your case will probably be skipped automatically. In the real world, startups that just got off the ground are already in close contact with their shareholders, so there’s nothing new to discuss at a meeting.”

I’d wondered if I needed to learn about shareholder meetings, but it seems like a low priority.

Honestly, that’s a relief. I’ve got my hands full with other things right now.

“Alright, let’s move on to your next assignment. I want you to learn how to read a company’s financial health. Specifically, get comfortable with reading BS and PL statements.”

“Got it.”

BS, or the balance sheet, shows a company’s financial position, while PL, or the profit and loss statement, shows its performance.

“Also, Izuki-kun, are you thinking about taking your company public?”

Going public. It’s a term I hadn’t given much thought to.

“…Not really, not at this stage.”

“…Well, since you only get to run the company for three years, maybe a rough exit strategy is fine.”

Takuma-san muttered something under his breath.

“In that case, how about deepening your understanding of stocks?”

“Stocks?”

“Since we’ve touched on M&A, it’s a good opportunity. If possible, look into how your company’s stock valuation is calculated. It’ll help clarify what you need to do.”

“Got it… I’ll do that.”

“It’ll also prepare you for cases where your valuation suddenly spikes and you can’t pay the taxes… though that probably doesn’t apply in the game.”

I jotted down the assignment in a text file.

The content was a bit complex, so I should probably review it later when sharing the meeting notes.

“This is kind of out of the blue, but you weren’t a student at Kiou Academy, right, Takuma-san? How do you know so much about the Management Game?”

“Did Shizune tell you that?”

I nodded.

She’s the one who told me, but… how did he guess that instantly? Hinako or Kagen-san could’ve been possibilities, too.

This guy’s intuition is downright eerie.

“It’s simple. I helped create the Management Game.”

“…Helped?”

“Yeah. My name’s in the credits.”

I opened the game’s options and checked the staff list.

Sure enough, Takuma-san’s name was there.

…This feels complicated.

I know it’s arrogant, but deep down, I’d been thinking of Takuma-san as a wall to overcome—a rival of sorts. That’s what fueled my drive for the game. But hearing this, it feels like I’m still dancing in the palm of his hand.

“Don’t feel too down about it. I only contributed a small part.”

Stop reading my mind already.

“By the way, if you’re starting something new, you’ll need to think about fundraising. Got any reliable connections?”

“Not yet… I’m still looking.”

In the Management Game, when you start a company, you can opt to have shareholders automatically assigned, and you gain funding by meeting their milestones. You can also bring in your own shareholders, and if you want more funding, you have to find them yourself. That’s how I’d been getting funds so far.

My business is starting to gain traction. I should be able to find some investors now.

“Since you’re at it, why not ask an IT-savvy friend to introduce you to some connections? Could be valuable for your network down the line.”

I mulled over Takuma-san’s suggestion.

An IT-savvy friend I could reach out to would be…

◆

Monday.

Arriving at the academy, I scanned the classroom and spotted the person I was looking for.

“Kita-kun.”

Kita, who was working on his laptop at his desk, turned to face me.

During the game period, students were free to use their laptops outside of class time. …Or so I thought, but apparently, Kiou Academy always allowed this. Most students usually handled things on their smartphones, but during the game, more people were using laptops.

“Tomonari-kun, what’s up?”

“I wanted to return this textbook.”

I pulled out a study guide for the Fundamental Information Technology Engineer Exam, a national qualification for IT professionals. I’d borrowed it from Kita before the Management Game started.

Kita took the book, flipped to a random page, and looked at me.

“Explain what BPO is!”

“It’s outsourcing a company’s operations, from planning to design, to an external party!”

“What’s the method of restarting a system by powering it off, resetting it to its initial state, and rebooting?”

“Cold start!”

Pointing at each other, we traded questions and answers before Kita burst out laughing.

“Both correct. Still as studious as ever, huh?”

“Gotta be, or the demons will come for me…”

“?”

Kita tilted his head.

If I slack off on studying, the head maid transforms into a demon.

“Kita-kun, can I ask you something about the Management Game?”

“Sure, go ahead.”

Kita was a classmate I got close to just before the sports festival. We’ve stayed in touch since, and he’s become as easy to talk to as Taishou or Asahi-san.

Since we’re both studying IT, we often lend each other textbooks. Though, since Kita’s way ahead of me, it’s mostly me borrowing from him.

“I’m actually looking for fundraising connections to expand my business…”

“…Right, your starting position was a startup, wasn’t it?”

He must’ve looked up my company in the game. I don’t recall telling him my starting position, but Kita already knew about my situation.

“Sorry, I don’t have any connections I can introduce you to. For a startup, the standard move would be to go to a VC, but I started as a mid-sized company, so…”

“Yeah, I figured…”

VC stands for venture capital, firms that specialize in investing in startups. I’d been hoping to get funding from one, but it seems Kita doesn’t have any leads.

…Honestly, I’d expected that response.

Since our starting positions differ, Kita and I face different challenges.

“Oh, but…”

Kita suddenly paused, as if something had occurred to him.

“…Tomonari-kun, how about we hold a study group for IT-focused entrepreneurs?”

“That’d be great for me, but…”

“I’m dealing with some issues myself, and I’ve been wanting a chance to discuss them.”

I didn’t realize.

“Also… I’m kinda jealous of that study group you hold after school.”

Kita said, a bit sheepishly.

He’s talking about the Tea Party. …It’s been coming up a lot lately.

“The Tea Party Alliance, right?”

“No, that’s just a name someone slapped on it…”

“Haha, fair enough. But I get why people would want to call it that. You’ve really polished up, Tomonari-kun. You look like you fit right in with Konohana-san and the others…”

That’s genuinely flattering.

My goal right now is to become someone who can stand shoulder-to-shoulder with Hinako, Tennouji-san, and Narika without looking out of place.

“Who should we invite to the study group? I don’t have any leads…”

“About that, I have someone in mind.”

Kita continued.

“There’s Suminoe-san in our class, right? Her family runs a major IT company.”

◆

After school, Kita and I were at the academy’s café.

“Wonder if Suminoe-san’s here yet.”

The study group would consist of me, Kita, and Suminoe-san—three people. Too many members would limit the time each person gets to discuss their issues.

We’d invited Suminoe-san to the study group during a break, and she’d happily agreed to join. However, she had a prior commitment, so she’d be about thirty minutes late. She also mentioned she might have to leave early due to family matters.

Kita and I, who’d arrived at the café first, opened our laptops and chatted casually while working on the game.

“Sorry about earlier. When you were studying for that certification, I said we were the only ones in the class with similar backgrounds, which was kind of misleading. …Suminoe-san’s on a whole different level, so I didn’t count her.”

“No, now that you mention it, I knew Suminoe-san’s family ran an IT company.”

I’d just forgotten since we didn’t interact much.

“By the way, Tomonari-kun, what are you working on?”

Kita asked, peeking at my laptop screen.

“I’m studying how to read BS and PL statements.”

“Wow… That’s impressive. You’re really diving into that stuff.”

“You’re not studying it, Kita-kun?”

“Nah. The game auto-generates the numbers, so I’m good for now.”

I’d noticed that while studying. If you’re just focused on playing the game, you don’t need to understand BS or PL statements.

“I get why you’re growing so fast, Tomonari-kun. Even with a busy schedule, you’re tackling studies that’ll help you in the long run.”

Takuma-san assigned this homework, but I’d also been thinking that the Management Game was a chance to study things that’d benefit my future. Looks like I was on the right track.

I probably developed this mindset thanks to Shizune-san and Takuma-san. Their strict, rational guidance has taught me to look at things from a long-term perspective.

As I silently thanked them in my head, I heard footsteps approaching from behind.

“Sorry to keep you waiting.”

Turning around, I saw Suminoe-san, her soft hair swaying as she gave a polite bow.

“No, thank you for making time despite your busy schedule.”

“Hehe, no need to be so formal.”

Kita and I stood to greet her, and Suminoe-san smiled gently.

As Suminoe-san took her seat, a café server promptly approached to take her order. She ordered tea with a practiced ease.

“So, Suminoe-san’s family runs a major IT company, huh?”

“Yes. They mainly develop systems for the financial sector.”

When I transferred to Kiou Academy, Shizune-san had me memorize my classmates’ profiles. So I knew a bit about Suminoe-san’s company. Since we hadn’t interacted much, the info had been pushed to the back of my mind, but now it came rushing back.

Suminoe-san’s family company, SIS Corporation, is a publicly listed IT firm on the Tokyo Stock Exchange Prime Market. They specialize in systems and services for the financial industry, particularly dominating roughly 50% of the domestic market share for credit card core system development. SIS stands for Suminoe Information System, by the way.

No wonder she can talk to Hinako in class without batting an eye. In the IT industry, Suminoe-san’s family is probably among the top three at the academy.

Suminoe-san’s quite the Ojou-sama herself.

“After graduation, will you… take over the company?”

“No, I won’t.”

Suminoe-san shook her head at my question.

“The successor to the company has already been decided—it’ll be my older brother.”

She stated it matter-of-factly.

…I see.

I hadn’t realized it since everyone around me was set to inherit, but people like Suminoe-san must be common, too.

“Thanks to my parents’ kindness, I’m attending this academy, but I don’t plan to be involved in the company’s management after graduation. I intend to work at another company.”

“Another company?”

“Yes. …After graduation, I plan to work under Tennouji-san.”

Tennouji-san’s?

Suminoe-san began explaining politely.

“When I was a first-year, I was drifting through empty days without any goals. That’s when Tennouji-san reached out to me. She recognized my grades and suggested I work at an IT company under the Tennouji Group after graduation. …I can never thank Tennouji-san enough.”

From her words and demeanor, it was clear that Suminoe-san deeply respected Tennouji-san.

I recalled how, during a previous tea party, Suminoe-san had spoken to Tennouji-san. So, that’s the kind of relationship they had…

“By Tennouji Group’s IT company, you mean that user-oriented subsidiary, right? It’s listed on the Tokyo Stock Exchange Prime Market, a pretty big deal.”

“Yes. I feel honored that they value my skills so highly.”

Kita seemed familiar with the company Suminoe-san had secured a job at. From the way he spoke, it must be a well-known firm, easily found with a quick search.

“Speaking of which, Tomonari-kun, you’re pretty close with Tennouji-san too, aren’t you?”

Kita suddenly glanced at me as he said this.

“I saw you two dancing in the gym during the first term. You looked really good together. By the end, there were even rumors that you and Tennouji-san were a perfect match.”

“Huh, really?”

There was a time when Tennouji-san taught me things like exam strategies and table manners. That’s probably what he was referring to.

So, when Tennouji-san and I talked about the Management Game the other day, it might’ve drawn more attention than I expected. It seems rumors about me and Tennouji-san had been circulating since the first term.

——Grit.

At that moment, I heard a strange sound.

Instinctively, I looked toward the source… toward Suminoe-san.

“What?”

Suminoe-san was wearing a serene smile.

…Was it my imagination?

I thought I heard something like teeth grinding… but in the end, I couldn’t figure out what it was.

“Shall we get to the main topic? …I believe both of you had something troubling you.”

Suminoe-san opened her laptop as she spoke.

Kita nodded and began operating his own laptop.

“Can you hear my issue first? The task itself is straightforward, so it shouldn’t take long.”

When I nodded, Kita turned his laptop screen toward us and started explaining.

“My company is currently developing a service using IoT. But we’re struggling to find companies willing to cooperate with our compatibility tests…”

“IoT means you’ll need devices, right? So, compatibility tests involve preparing those devices and checking if they’re compatible with the system you’re developing?”

“Exactly. We need things like humidity sensors or acceleration sensors, but I don’t have any connections, so I’ve been stuck.”

IoT refers to devices connected to the internet, a cutting-edge technology actively improving the world. Think of appliances like refrigerators that notify your smartphone if the door’s left open—those are typical examples of devices constantly linked to the net.

Kita’s issue reminded me of a case I’d seen while organizing Takuma-san’s documents before. Essentially, they needed various devices to develop a new service, but they couldn’t find a company to supply them.

Suminoe-san placed a finger on her chin, thought for a moment, then spoke.

“I can introduce you to a few manufacturers.”

“Seriously?!”

“Yes. IoT is a major field now. Even my family’s company recently started an IoT service for the manufacturing industry.”

Kita looked overjoyed, saying, “That’s a huge help…” It seemed he’d been struggling quite a bit.

“What about you, Tomonari-san?”

“For me, I’m looking for connections for funding…”

I gave Suminoe-san a rough overview of my situation.

“…So, you need funds to start a new service. I can introduce you to some venture capitalists, but could I hear more details about your business?”

“Sure. I’ll send you the documents too.”

I sent the materials for my company to Suminoe-san.

“…I see. A gift-focused e-commerce site.”

By the time she’d finished one cup of coffee, Suminoe-san had read through my documents.

“Can I ask about the new service you want to start?”

“Sure. I’m planning to create a catalog.”

“A catalog…?”

Suminoe-san’s eyes widened, and I nodded.

The gift industry’s mainstay has always been catalog gifts. Currently, Tomonari Gifts’ services are entirely online, but to attract older customers unfamiliar with the internet or those satisfied with catalog gifts, I decided we should meet them halfway.

“I want to make our customers include people who use catalog gifts. It’ll cost a bit, but I think it’s worth creating a physical catalog—”

“And that’s where the funding comes in. Since it’s a new venture, you might also need to hire capable employees depending on the situation.”

As expected, she caught on quickly.

I could see why Kita described Suminoe-san as “on another level.” Not only was her family’s company large-scale, but Suminoe-san herself seemed as sharp as Hinako or Tennouji-san, with a keen understanding of business.

“Understood. I’ll introduce you to a VC strong in IT. Given Tomonari Gifts’ current financial state, they should be willing to invest.”

“That’s a huge help.”

She’d even assessed our financial situation before making her judgment.

With this, I could move on to the next step.

“By the way, Suminoe-san, do you have any issues you’d like to discuss…?”

“My issue has already been resolved. I wanted to learn what others in the same industry are working on.”

Suminoe-san sipped her tea as she answered. …Well, then, I suppose this meeting was productive for her too.

A sudden question popped into my mind, and I voiced it.

“Is the company you’re running in the game the same as your family’s SIS?”

“Yes. …Why do you ask?”

“Well, you mentioned you’re not the heir, so I wondered if you’d made a different choice.”

“I see.”

Suminoe-san nodded in understanding.

“To be honest, that was my initial plan. …Before the game started, I asked if I could take charge of a Tennouji Group subsidiary. I thought it would be valuable for my future. But Tennouji-san stopped me. She said it’d be a waste to give up the chance to run a large company.”

“…So Tennouji-san wanted you to have freedom.”

“I think so. At the very least, I hoped to form an alliance with Tennouji-san… but that’s been put on hold too.”

Come to think of it, Tennouji-san mentioned during the earlier tea party that her alliance with Suminoe-san was on hold. …So that was because she didn’t want to tie Suminoe-san down.

At that moment, Suminoe-san’s smartphone, placed on the table, vibrated.

“Excuse me. It seems my ride has arrived…”

“Then shall we call it a day? It ended up being mostly us consulting you, Suminoe-san.”

“No, I enjoyed myself too.”

Suminoe-san packed her laptop into her bag.

“Thank you for today, Suminoe-san.”

“Thank you as well.”

Suminoe-san stepped out of the café.

Kita also packed his laptop and prepared to leave.

“Aren’t you heading back, Tomonari-kun?”

“I’m gonna hang out here a bit longer.”

I’d told Shizune-san in advance what time to pick me up, but since the study session ended earlier than expected, I had about thirty minutes to kill.

I could contact her to come now, but it’s just thirty minutes. I figured I’d pass the time playing the game here at the café, and it’d be over in no time.

After parting with Kita, I faced my laptop.

I’d secured a lead on funding. Now, I’d use those funds to add new features and boost profits. I might even need to hire more staff depending on the situation.

(Suminoe-san… she really respects Tennouji-san, doesn’t she?)

As I tapped away at the keyboard, I recalled Suminoe-san’s words.

She’d said Tennouji-san gave her a turning point when she was feeling aimless… That sounds like something Tennouji-san would do. Anyone would respect her after an experience like that.

…It kinda makes me happy.

I think Tennouji-san is amazing too. Knowing someone else feels the same way, someone other than me, made me feel glad.

Maybe Suminoe-san and I could get along.

To loosen my stiff body, I stood up and stretched.

“…Hm?”

There was something under the chair where Suminoe-san had been sitting.

I walked around and picked it up.

It was an elegant leather notebook.

(…Suminoe-san’s?)

The back of the notebook had Suminoe-san’s name written in cursive. She must’ve dropped it when taking her laptop out of her bag.

Good thing I noticed it. If I hurry, I might still catch her.

I rushed toward the school gate, searching for Suminoe-san.

She’d mentioned her ride was coming, so she’d probably be getting into a car. I scanned the roadside and spotted her.

“Suminoe-san!”

“…Oh, Tomonari-san?”

It seemed her ride hadn’t arrived yet.

As Suminoe-san turned to me curiously, I showed her the notebook I’d picked up.

“You forgot this—”

“—!?!”

In that instant, Suminoe-san’s face turned bright red.

“Give that back!!”

“Huh!?”

Suminoe-san lunged at me with a demonic expression, trying to snatch the notebook.

“Whoa, that’s dangerous—!?”

She came at me with such force it felt like she might punch me, so I dodged reflexively.

Suminoe-san knocked the notebook out of my hand.

At the same time, she tripped on a step—

“Eek!?”

Suminoe-san fell spectacularly.

“A-Are you okay…?”

A loud thud echoed, but…

I checked on Suminoe-san, who was trembling in pain.

At her feet was the notebook she’d tried to take back.

The notebook had fallen open, revealing its contents.

Inside… were countless photos of Tennouji-san plastered across the pages.

—What the heck is this?

Unable to process it, I unconsciously flipped through the notebook.

The next page, and the one after that, were filled with Tennouji-san’s photos. Tennouji-san chatting with classmates, Tennouji-san drinking water, Tennouji-san reading, Tennouji-san gazing wistfully out a window…

As I stood there dumbfounded, Suminoe-san grabbed the notebook.

“—You saw it, didn’t you?”

Suminoe-san asked in a voice as cold as a blizzard.

“…I’m sorry.”

Since I’d looked inside without permission, I apologized for now.

It was half-unavoidable, but…

“Um… Suminoe-san, about Tennouji-san…?”

“I love her. So what?”

Suminoe-san said defiantly.

“I adore her. So what?”

Her words escalated.

“Of course I love her. How could anyone not fall for such a noble person? If not, they’re not human!”

That’s a bit much.

At this point, she had nothing left to hide. With a brazen attitude, Suminoe-san began pouring out her love for Tennouji-san.

“Tennouji-sama is like a goddess who saved my life. She’s upright, dazzling, more dedicated and pure than anyone, with both strength and kindness… Those gem-like eyes, that radiant hair—they must be gifts from heaven. …Oh, my beloved Tennouji-sama. You gave me a reason to live. How could someone as insignificant as me ever repay this debt…?”

Tennouji-san’s hair is just dyed, though…

Like a devout believer, Suminoe-san clasped her hands and prayed to the heavens.

During the study session… no, in front of us, she’d been acting the whole time. She was even calling Tennouji-san “Tennouji-sama” now.

…This was way beyond respect.

I thought Suminoe-san merely respected Tennouji-san. But opening the lid revealed an overwhelming, almost terrifying emotion lurking beneath.

I might’ve stumbled onto something dangerous.

To think that the refined Ojou-sama, reigning at the top of the academy’s social hierarchy, was secretly this… flawed and scheming. The gap between her poised public demeanor and this was so stark it’s almost scary.

…For a moment, I thought, “Well, compared to Hinako, this is tame,” and almost convinced myself.

I’ve been corrupted too.

Then again, I’m hiding my own status, so maybe I can’t judge… No, I can definitely say something here.

“…Those photos, were they taken secretly?”

“It’s fine as long as no one finds out.”

That’s not how it works!

Suddenly, Suminoe-san bowed her head to the photos of Tennouji-san in the notebook.

“Tennouji-sama, I’m so sorry for carelessly dropping this… It must’ve been awful for you to be touched by such a filthy boy…”

I’m the one who picked it up, though…

If anything, shouldn’t I be the hero here?

“Does Tennouji-san know how you feel?”

“Of course not. I’d die if she found out.”

Whether Suminoe-san would actually die is beside the point, but I expected that answer. …No matter how big Tennouji-san’s heart is, this level of intense love would probably overwhelm her. They seemed to talk normally during the tea party, so Tennouji-san likely doesn’t know Suminoe-san’s true nature.

“…But I get it. Tennouji-san has this magnetic charm, doesn’t she?”

Feeling like pushing her buttons might be risky, I tried to play it safe by signaling I was on her side.

But for some reason, Suminoe-san raised an eyebrow.

“Should I take that as you picking a fight?”

“Huh, why!?”

“My apologies. I thought you were saying, ‘I know Tennouji-sama better than you.’”

“I wouldn’t say that…”

Saying that to Suminoe-san feels like a death sentence.

I genuinely respect Tennouji-san, so my words were sincere, but… Just minutes ago, I thought Suminoe-san and I might get along. How did it come to this?

“…Either way, I don’t accept you.”

Suminoe-san glared straight at me and declared.

“While we’re at it, let’s be clear. I don’t like you.”

“…Is that because I’m close to Tennouji-san?”

“Don’t lump that in with petty jealousy. Though, well, that’s part of it.”

So I was right…

“Tennouji-sama has changed. She used to be more…”

Oblivious to my exasperation, Suminoe-san muttered.

I couldn’t catch the second half of what she said. She probably wasn’t even talking to me, just thinking out loud.

As I tilted my head, a car pulled up nearby.

A servant stepped out and bowed to Suminoe-san. It seemed her ride had arrived.

“Anyway, don’t breathe a word of what you saw today. Got it?”

“Yes.”

As if anyone would believe me if I told them.

Suminoe-san got into the car and left.

A deep sigh, bigger than I expected, escaped my lips.

◆

Nine o’clock at night.

Back in my room at the mansion, I was facing my laptop. The game had just ended, and I took a moment to catch my breath.

“Phew…”

After dinner, I’d returned to my room right away and dove back into the game. Maybe because I was so focused, the time flew by until nine.

(I was so caught up thinking about Suminoe-san that my progress was slow today.)

Even after getting back to the mansion, my head was still in a fog. Suminoe-san’s true nature was that shocking to me.

I lightly slapped both cheeks to psych myself up.

…Honestly, I’m running out of time.

I can’t keep up with the game’s pace while learning everything I need. Studying business is obviously crucial, and alongside that, I have to think about ways to grow the company.

I’d planned to review and prep for classes after nine, but… the Management Game is a limited-time event. This time, I’ll prioritize studying for the game.

(I’m spending too much time on the game. …Am I getting too obsessed? But things are going so well, I don’t want to break this momentum…)

I told Takuma-san. I want to become an executive of the Konohana Group.

I told Tennouji-san. I’m aiming for the student council too.

I can’t afford to whine over something this small.

I braced myself for a late night. Right after that thought, there was a knock at my door.

“Izuki… are you free right now?”

“Hm? Yeah.”

The door opened, and Hinako stepped into the room.

“Hinako, what’s up?”

For a fleeting moment, I caught a glimpse of a maid outfit’s hem beyond the door. Shizune-san must have escorted Hinako to my room. As usual, it seems she’d get lost in the mansion if left on her own.

“I brewed some tea.”

Hinako was pushing a small cart with her hands.

On the cart sat a British-made teapot and cups for two.

“You brewed it… you mean you made it yourself?”

“Mhm.”

It was a first, so I was genuinely surprised.

Hinako glanced back and forth between me and the tea, looking eager for me to try it.

When I lifted the cup, the familiar scent of herbs wafted up—tea leaves the Konohana family favors. I brought it slowly to my lips, and a faint sweetness filled my mouth.

“H-How is it…?”

Hinako asked, a hint of nervousness in her voice.

“…Thank you. It’s really delicious.”

“Phew… I’m glad. Shizune taught me, and I worked hard on it.”

Honestly, compared to the tea Shizune-san brews, it was a bit watery. But the overwhelming joy I felt surpassed that. To think that Hinako—the same Hinako who usually lazes around the moment she gets back to the mansion—went out of her way to brew tea for me.

I was so happy I could cry, but at the same time, a question bubbled up.

“…Did something change? Like, a shift in how you’re feeling?”

“Wha!? W-Why would you…!?”

“I mean, you don’t usually do stuff like this, right?”

At that, Hinako’s cheeks flushed, and she looked down, clearly embarrassed.

“From now on… I want to do things like this.”

Hinako fidgeted, her response adorably shy.

I was touched, but…

“Won’t it tire you out, though? You’re usually out like a light.”

“…Strangely, it doesn’t feel that tiring.”

Hinako spoke in a calm tone.

“…I think I’ve changed.”

“Changed?”

“Mhm… Lately, I feel this energy welling up.”

Hinako placed a hand on her chest as she spoke.

“Doing things for you, Izuki… I love it.”

She said it with a soft smile.

For a moment, it felt like vibrant flowers bloomed behind her in full splendor.

My heart skipped a beat—maybe even stopped. That gentle smile, her faintly flushed cheeks, her glistening eyes… they carried a special emotion beyond words, and my mind went completely blank.

Calm down, calm down, calm down—

I desperately tried to steady my racing heartbeat.

“…I love doing things for you too, Hinako.”

“…I know.”

Hinako nodded, her smile brimming with joy.

…Phew.

Somehow, I managed to keep my cool.

Lately, Hinako’s been intense, unpredictable… and sometimes she catches me off guard like this.

I don’t know what’s gotten into her, but it’s not exactly great for my heart.

Of course, I don’t mind one bit.

“Fwaa…”

Hinako let out a yawn.

“Wanna nap for a bit? I’ll wake you when it’s time for a bath…”

“Nuh-uh… I’m fine, I’ll stay up…”

Maybe to shake off her sleepiness, Hinako started pacing around the room.

She stopped right beside me and glanced at my desk.

“…You’re studying a ton, huh.”

“Yeah. Ever since the game started, I keep noticing all the things I’m lacking.”

My desk was buried under an unprecedented pile of materials. All of them were things I felt I needed to move forward in the game—stuff about business management. Lately, I’ve even been studying stocks to keep up with Takuma-san’s assignments.

“Is it tough?”

Hinako peered into my face as she asked.

“Well, yeah. But it’s rewarding and fun.”

“…That’s good then.”

Hinako gave a soft, relieved smile.

“How was the after-school study session?”

“One of my worries got resolved. …Sorry, I made you head home alone again today.”

“Can’t be helped… I’m not in the IT industry.”

The study session was specifically for business owners in the IT sector, so Hinako tactfully opted out.

“Who was at the study session again…?”

“Kita and Suminoe-san from our class.”

Hinako let out a thoughtful hum.

Honestly, my exchange with Suminoe-san was so shocking that I barely remember the study session itself. I took notes, so it’s fine, but…

“…Hinako. What kind of person is Suminoe-san?”

I wondered what everyone else thought of her.

When I asked, Hinako suddenly fixed me with a sharp, almost sulky stare.

“Why are you asking about her?”

“Uh, well, it’s not like there’s a specific reason…”

How am I supposed to answer this…?

I can’t exactly ask, Is she good at hiding her true self?…

“…You’re such a flirt, Izuki.”

“No, it’s not like that…”

Please don’t make it sound like I’m some player hitting on every girl I meet.

Especially since Suminoe-san just flat-out told me she hates me.

“…Suminoe-san’s a serious person.”

At least she was willing to answer my question.

Hinako thought for a moment before continuing.

“But she’s kind of scary.”

“Scary?”

“Mhm… Like she’s got this intense, driven vibe.”

She seemed to struggle to put it into words.

Hinako’s expression turned serious as she spoke.

“She talks to me in class sometimes, but… I don’t think she actually likes me.”

It didn’t seem that way to me, but Hinako’s not one to say things lightly.

Maybe Suminoe-san’s still hiding her true nature from me.

Though I’m not sure what else she could be hiding at this point…