บท 2222: To Turn the Tables

I held the girl’s gaze for a moment, assessing her demeanor. She looked nervous, tense even. However, not entirely guilty. More like, I could sense she was someone who got caught up in something bigger than she expected.

So, did Minami Shouko pull some tricks on them? It’s unclear yet.

The Kendo Club president cleared his throat, pulling my attention back to him. “This is Maeda. She… well, I’ll let her explain.”

Maeda glanced at the president and then back at me.

Her face was pale, her lips pressed into a thin line.

I put on a gentle smile, calming her down.

Thankfully, it was effective.

After a long pause, she finally spoke in a quiet, shaky voice. “I-I didn’t mean for things to go this far. I thought it was just a game.”

I crossed my arms, leaning slightly forward. “What kind of game?”