Regardless of the atmosphere in Class D, the uninhabited island exam was nearing its end.
At least in Class A camp, there were already many optimistic voices.
After all, once the exam was over, they would gain over 300 class points.
As night gradually fell, the absence of city noise allowed the sky to fill with countless stars, shimmering faintly through thin clouds.
The radiant moonlight filtered through the treetops, and the shadows of the campfire danced across the valley.
The heat of the day was cooling, and a gentle forest breeze occasionally rustled the plastic bag curtain at the cave entrance.
With nothing better to do, the students of Class A gathered in small groups. Some played truth or dare, while others began discussing their future plans.
Kaoru Mitoma, who had just finished bathing soon noticed Kamuro Masumi and Yamamura Miki crouching under a tree, seemingly observing something—one speaking while the other listened intently.
"What are you two doing?"
Kamuro Masumi, who had been sharing her insights, noticed someone approaching and glanced over.
"Nothing much, just watching ants."
"Watching ants?" Kaoru Mitoma crouched beside them, puzzled and indeed saw a line of worker ants busily carrying food.
There must be a nest nearby.
"There's a little lost ant. It's been trying to find its way home, but its companions don't seem to have noticed it's missing" Yamamura Miki explained softly, then subtly moved a bit further away.
At the same time, she carefully pointed out the ant location.
A tiny black ant was circling around fallen leaves, its antennae sometimes pointing upward, sometimes probing through the gaps in the leaves.
It was nearly thirty to forty centimeters away from the main group.
"It's simple. It's an idiot that didn't notice the pheromones left by its companions" Kamuro Masumi said.
"There are fools like this in society too—people who can't read others' hints and end up isolated from social circles."
Kaoru Mitoma fell silent.
Are you insulting yourself?
"Take back that look. You're no different" Kamuro Masumi glared at him without hesitation.
Kaoru Mitoma picked up a twig and drew a path in front of the ant, watching as it cautiously made its way back to the group.
"Sometimes, it just needs a little help."
Kamuro Masumi pursed her lips, while Yamamura Miki suddenly asked.
"What if no one helps it?"
Kaoru Mitoma then used the twig to nudge another ant and observed it with his hands in his sleeves.
After a while, the ant also returned to the group.
"It seems even without help, it'll eventually find its way home."
"If it doesn't, it'll probably die out there. That's just natural selection."
"Kamuro, what have you been reading lately?"
"Just some reflections, that's all."
At this moment, Yamamura Miki spoke with a hint of embarrassment.
"Actually, it's because I'm too clumsy. When we go out to gather food, everyone often forgets about me. By the time I realize it, they've already gone back. In the end, it was Kamuro-san who brought me back."
For some reason, her presence had always been very faint.
Normally, few people would notice her.
If it weren't for Kaoru Mitoma being able to see the wishes on her, he would probably have overlooked this girl as well.
"I just didn't want to see a classmate crying in the forest. It's annoying" Kamuro Masumi said with a cold expression.
"I wasn't crying... I could have found my way back soon enough and you even took the wrong path," Yamamura Miki retorted softly.
"I already said, I just remembered the wrong place at the time. Didn't I bring you back quickly afterward?" Kamuro Masumi pride was clearly hurt.
So that's how it was.
No wonder the two of them were together.
Kaoru Mitoma had found it strange, Kamuro was always alone, so why did she suddenly have a companion?
"Hey, how long are you going to stay here?" Kamuro Masumi turned her attention to Kaoru Mitoma.
A guy squeezing in between two girls looked odd no matter how you saw it.
Normally, Kamuro Masumi wouldn't care about such things, but with Yamamura Miki watching, it felt a bit awkward.
"Did you finish bathing?"
Kaoru Mitoma pretended not to hear her and instead looked at her.
At this moment, the warm glow of the firelight reflected on the girl delicate face, and the moonlight draped over her shoulders.
Her long hair seemed to emit a crystalline sheen, making her entire body sparkle.
Her soft chest was hidden beneath her short sleeves, not too revealing, but her entire body exuded a faint, elusive fragrance that only heightened one's appetite.
She wore a hair tie on her wrist.
Girls who had just finished bathing wouldn't tie their hair up immediately and sometimes they might not even put on their undergarments right away.
But Kamuro Masumi probably had hers on.
"Earlier than you."
For some reason, Kamuro Masumi glanced at him, muttered something and then quickly averted her gaze.
"Um, I still have something to do" Yamamura Miki cautiously stood up, feeling that she shouldn't disturb Kaoru Mitoma and Kamuro Masumi right now.
With that, Yamamura Miki hurriedly ran back to the vicinity of the bonfire.
Kaoru Mitoma watched her retreating figure.
The girl had also just bathed and he could still smell a fragrance different from Kamuro Masumi. He wondered if it was from a different brand of shower gel.
"Aren't you going to follow her?"
"Why should I follow her?"
"Yamamura feet are quite nice too. Are you sure you don't want to lick them?"
Faced with this soul-searching question, Kaoru Mitoma remained silent for a moment before speaking.
"I only believe what I see with my own eyes, and I'm not a foot fetishist."
Kamuro Masumi scoffed "Only an idiot would believe your words."
"Since we've known each other, have you ever seen me lick anyone feet?" Kaoru Mitoma asserted confidently.
It seemed he hadn't.
Kamuro Masumi hesitated for a moment, then quickly realized and glared at him, her cheeks slightly red with anger.
"Don't ever talk about your fetishes in front of me again!" Because she had almost let Kaoru Mitoma do it!
"Alright, but I still need to emphasize one thing—I'm not like those foot fetishists. I don't necessarily have to worship your feet, other parts are fine too." Kaoru Mitoma wanted to draw a clear line between himself and foot fetishists.
He truly didn't consider himself one of them.
Kamuro Masumi looked utterly stunned.
After a moment, she spoke in a low, complicated tone.
"I see. You're not someone who can be easily categorized as just a foot fetishist."
Kaoru Mitoma chuckled "Join me in action tomorrow. I need you, my good friend."
"Isn't the topic jumping way too fast?" Kamuro Masumi complained.
"And why should I join you? I'm not your slave."
"I thought we'd already established a master-servant relationship" Kaoru Mitoma said, somewhat disappointed.
"Stop talking nonsense! You'd be better off being my slave. Besides, you're still in a bet with Sakayanagi, and I don't want to lose!" Kamuro Masumi felt she was at a disadvantage.
After all, she was the prize in their competition.
Now, they wanted her, the prize, to step in and help directly.
Was that even fair?
"I know, so let's discuss this. I won't make any unreasonable demands."
"...You're not going to ask to lick my feet, are you?"
"No."
"You're not planning to take a peek down there, are you?"
"..."
"Why are you silent, you pervert!"
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