�good.�Then you can�t.�I have no choice but to ask Mark.�

�Ugh!�

As expected, the faces of Shumin�s party crumpled.

Mark, who became a follower of Sirone after being defeated in the teleportation evaluation, went through training over and over again, settled down in Class Four, and still reigns as the fist leader of the advanced class.

�Despicably!�Are you selling your junior�s name?�Are you still in your senior year?�

Seeing the honorifics mixed with Alt�s words, it seemed that Mark was terrifying.

�Well, a closer fist is stronger than a faraway one.�

Rather than Shirone, who is in her senior year, she must be more concerned about Mark, who will have to live with her for years to come.

�So tell me.�Otherwise, Mark will ask you.�

Gerain, who was paying attention to Shumin, carefully opened his mouth.

�We are a hide-and-seek study group.�

It was a dark research society that Nade had heard of, so it was understandable that they were self-indulgent.

The study group in the shadows had a great sense of belonging and the area of ??activity was extraterritorial, so it was like another society within the school.

�Why is the Hide-and-Seek Study Group following me?�

�I don�t know why.�The president told me to take a look and come.�

Whenever I was talking about beliefs, I was blowing alcohol.

�Who is the president?�

But this time, Shuamin and the others refused with one voice.

�You can never say that!�

�okay?�So, Mark����.�

Shumin cried and ejaculated.

�It�s true, sir.�If you reveal that, you will be killed by the chairman, not by Mark.�We don�t even know why we�re looking here.�Please forgive me just once.�

Ironically, the sincerity was read in the fact that Mark�s name was not being used.

After retracting the tentacles, Sirone looked down at the juniors who fell to the floor and groaned.

�Don�t spy on other people�s study groups again.�Next time something like this happens, you guys are the prime suspects.�

�yes.�yes.�

�Stop going back.�And don�t skip class.�

As soon as the words ran out, Shumin�s party ran outside, and Sirone was lost in thought.

�Hmm, the research society in the shadows has moved.�Could it have something to do with my portrait?�

The possibility is sufficient, but it was the first time I had actually been to a study group during class, so I couldn�t conclude. JrNovels.com