Satsukawa: "I don't
know... sometimes you just space out all of a sudden."
probably because of you, you're a boring person."
No, I'm not!"
Erika: "Yes you
Satsukawa: "I never
thought of myself as a boring person..."
Erika: "That's what
all the boring persons think."
Erika: "Yes, they
all think they're pretty interesting, and they can't understand how
someone could be bored by them."
Satsukawa: "But I'm
not that kind of person... I've always been a very outgoing guy who
can socialize with everyone."
Erika: "That doesn't
mean a thing. There are boring persons that are pretty extroverted,
but they're still boring, because they keep talking about inane
stuff. By the way, this conversation right now is excruciatingly
boring, so let's stop this, okay?"
I wonder if I have become
a little more like Bernkastel. When you know so much, when you have
seen so much, when you have experienced and thought so many different
things, everything that isn't particularly strange and unusual
becomes dull and stale. The boredom that sometimes I feel is almost
unbearable, but it is probably nothing compared to what the witch of
miracles must endure.
Satsukawa: "By the
way, Erika, don't you think we've been idling for too long?"
Erika: "I wasn't
idling at all. All this time I've been busy thinking about the case."
you were talking with me?"
Erika: "I wasn't
really paying attention to our conversation."
huh... What the hell I've been doing for the past two hours?!"
Erika: "Talking by
yourself, I guess."
Satsukawa lets out a
This is really funny. I
have completely lost any cognition of the passing time, while I was
reminiscing the Rokkenjima incident. I vaguely remember that I have
been talking with Satsukawa, but I can't tell about what. This is no
good, a true detective should always memorize everything, including
boring and irrelevant particulars. I need to be more careful in the
On the bright side, at
this point lessons have already ended, and club activities have
started, which means it is time to pay a visit to a certain guy.
to tell you the truth, there isn't really much that I plan to do
before challenging Teramoto. So until then we can only wait."
Satsukawa: "I see...
Wait! What exactly are we doing here, then?"
much, but there's somewhere that I'd like to go to while we're still
Satsukawa: "Is it
related to the case? Because I've got quite a backlog of paperworks
to do, and..."
it almost looks like you want to be done with me as fast as possible,
as if you weren't happy to be in my company. Try to choose your words
with more care, I could get the wrong idea."
Satsukawa: "Ah... ha
ha ha... I didn't mean to..."
Erika: "I know.
Anyway, to answer your question, maybe it's related, maybe it isn't.
It's still worth a shot, and we don't have anything better to do."
right, I got it. Where do we go?"
Erika: "The student
Satsukawa: "Ah, I
see... You suspect there's a connection between Kubota and Teramoto."
Erika: "That's more
a certainty than a suspicion. I'm more interested in understanding
why Kubota is following her orders."
but about what? That's what I want to know."
I'm not really looking forward to listen to that guy's babbles again,
but this is work. Shall we go?"
Kuon Kubota is certainly
a pretty interesting guy. His exaggeratedly dramatic mannerisms defy
any common sense, and the way he reasons is all messed up. But I
think that is just his way to distract people from his many
shortcomings. I must admit that his tactic is effective, in a way. I
haven't talked much with him, but it was really hard to keep focused
on what I really wanted to talk about, he has a knack for derailing
the conversation away from subjects that bother him.
I think I have already
figured out what he is trying to hide the most, but I don't quite
understand why. His image as the student council president should
have been damaged already, his incompetence should have been already
demonstrated. And moreover it doesn't seem like he cares that much
about it, that guy doesn't seem to have any shame. But that doesn't
quite fit with my theory. So what I think, is that he just has his
own peculiar view of what is shameful and what it is not.
How come, Kubota? What am
I am going to find that
out very soon. We have reached the third floor, and we are now in
front of the door of the student council's room.
I knock. A female voice
invites me to enter. From that I can deduct that other members of the
student council are here; at the very least, one of them is. This is
what I was hoping for.
I open the door, and I
Erika: "Sorry for
I quickly count the
people inside: five.
At the far end, near the
windows, there are two guys. Judging by the way they look and the
shabby state of their uniforms, I would never think they are student
council members. One has bleached hair, the other is wearing
sunglasses; quite a characteristic pair. I wouldn't go as far as to
say that they are delinquents, but they don't exactly look like model
students either. Moreover, apparently they are busy playing some card
Closer to the door,
sitting at the long table, there is a glamorous girl, covered in
makeup, with a fashionable hairstyle. She isn't even looking at me,
her eyes are religiously focused on her nails, which she is
There is then another
girl, standing at the opposite side of the table. This one seems to
be the most normal person of the whole group, and I bet she is the
one who answered to my knock earlier. Even so, right in front of the
chair that she was probably sitting on, I can spot a magazine. No
doubt she was reading it a while ago. In the end I can safely
conclude that not a single person here is taking his role seriously.
The fifth member is,
naturally, Kuon Kubota himself, who is being uncharacteristically
silent and quiet. In fact, he is sleeping. Why am I not surprised!
While examining more
attentively this strange group, I notice that there is something that
they all have in common. They are all, in a way, good looking people.
Even Kubota is the kind of guy that could make a young girl's heart
beat faster, if only he wasn't such a weirdo. These students must be
popular, and that certainly played a decisive factor when they were
chosen for their current roles. But normally people like them avoid
responsibilities, they are more fit for a student party than a
This would be quite
surprising, if the reason wasn't already blatantly obvious. These
guys aren't here to work, they are just like Kubota, they are here to
look good and important, and then they do whatever they please. They
probably use their popularity and influence to push most of their
chores onto others. Come to think of it, I already know that Kubota
did that with Oda.
This is indeed an
interesting bunch, I wonder who came up with this revolutionary
approach to run a student council. Maybe it was Kubota himself, I
wouldn't be surprised if that was the case.
Normal Girl: "Aaah!
You're that detective girl!"
Sunglasses Guy: "Whoa!
Really? Is she going to arrest us?"
Bleached Guy: "What
the hell are you talking about, idiot? She isn't a cop."
not, but I am."
Bleached Guy: "See?
That's the one who's going to arrest us!"
Sunglasses: "Ha ha
ha ha! I guess I'll call my lawyer then!"
Glamorous Girl: "Those
two idiots, why do they always need to be so silly?"
She shakes her head in
disapproval, while blowing on her nails.
Normal Girl: "Ah,
hmmm... what can I do for you... err..."
Normal Girl: "Right,
Erika: "I came her
because I wanted to have a little chat with Kubota, but it seems that
he's pretty busy at the moment."
Bleached Guy: "If
you want me to wake him up, there's no problem!"
I think I have a good
idea of how he plans to do that.
don't, let him sleep for another while. I think I'll take this chance
to ask something to you guys instead, if that's okay with you."
Sunglasses Guy: "I
haven't done anything, I'm clean!"
Bleached Guy: "Hey,
are you completely stupid?"
Glamorous Girl: "Besides
you aren't clean at all, when was the last time you bathed?"
Sunglasses Guy: "A
true man must smell! That's how you get the chicks to fall at your
Glamorous Girl: "Yeah,
they all drop dead like mosquitoes when they smell you."
Normal Girl: "Ha ha
Sunglasses Guy: "Tch!
What a bitch!"
Glamorous Girl: "You
Erika: "You guys
really get along, I see. I'm almost envious! *giggle* *giggle*"
Normal Girl: "They
always pick on each other, but they're good friends."
Sunglasses Guy: "I'm
not! Not at all!"
Glamorous Girl: "Who
wants to be his friend, anyway?"
Kubota, does he always sleep when he's here?"
Bleached Guy: "Nah,
normally he comes here and talks all the time. This is one of those
rare occasions when he's tired and remains quiet."
Glamorous Girl: "That
happens at least once every week."
Normal Girl: "Thursday,
it's always on Thursday. I wonder why..."
Just like I suspected.
Erika: "What do you
think about him?"
Normal Girl: "Uh?
Sunglasses Guy: "Maybe
she wants to know if you like him."
Normal Girl: "Idiot!"
Erika: "I didn't
meant it that way, I just want to hear your general opinion."
Normal Girl: "Hmmm...
he's a strange guy, but that's part of his charm, I guess."
Sunglasses Guy: "Go
on and admit you've got a crush on him."
Normal Girl: "That's
not true at all, jerk!"
Bleached Guy: "I
think he's cool, he's a bro."
Sunglasses Guy: "I
didn't know you swung that way."
Bleached Guy: "Shut
up, faggot! It's called bromance, I just respect the cool guy, no
Cool guy, uh?
Sunglasses Guy: "Man,
I was just kidding! Of course I respect Kubota, he's our boss."
Bleached Guy: "He's
fine, when he doesn't start with his obnoxious talks."
Sunglasses Guy: "Ha
ha ha! So true, that damn son of a fox! I could kick his sorry ass
into the next week, when he does."
Glamorous Girl: "At
least he's got style, unlike you cavemen."
Bleached Guy: "I'm
no caveman, I'm smart and neat. This guy on the other hand..."
Sunglasses Guy: "The
hell, you dork! You're no better than me!"
Bleached Guy: "Yeah,
then why do you suck so much at chess?"
Sunglasses Guy: "That's
just not my thing! That's all! And then you suck too when you play
Bleached Guy: "At
least I am a match, unlike you."
Sunglasses Guy: "You
still lose every time!"
Bleached Guy: "I
Sunglasses Guy: "As
if that counted!"
Erika: "Kubota is a
good chess player? Interesting."
Bleached Guy: "He's
a pro. Can't win against him."
Glamorous Girl: "You're
both amateurs, that's why you keep losing."
Bleached Guy: "Bulls!
I'm the strongest in my neighborhood!"