What happened the previous evening was not mentioned again. Masata only reported the incident to All Might and did not tell the rest of the class. There was no point in scaring everyone unnecessarily.
Today was the day they were heading to Okinawa.
"No matter how many times I see it, I still think Yaoyorozu's house is incredible," Kurosawa Yoru said with amazement. "It's basically a tourist attraction!"
Kurosawa, Ashido Mina, Jiro Kyoka, and Asui Tsuyu were sitting in the living room, chatting happily.
"Sorry to keep everyone waiting—let's get going!"
They didn't have to wait long. Soon, Igarashi Masata came downstairs together with Yaoyorozu Momo and Chacha. Since they had agreed to gather here today, the three of them had stayed overnight at Yaoyorozu's house.
"By the way, how are we getting there?" Mina asked. "Have the plane tickets already been booked?"
From Tokyo to Okinawa, you could travel by plane or by ship. Since everyone wanted to start their vacation as soon as possible, flying was the obvious choice.
"We'll head to the airport shortly," Yaoyorozu replied calmly. "A private jet will take us there."
Her tone was understated, perfectly fitting the image of a refined young lady straight out of a drama.
After boarding a rented bus, the group arrived at the airport and soon boarded the jet that had been waiting since the day before. Their destination: Okinawa.
The flight would take about three hours.
Since Masata was the only boy and couldn't really join in on the girls' conversations—and because he had helped Yaoyorozu and Chacha organize things late into the night—he leaned back in his seat, closed his eyes, and decided to use the time to rest.
The girls chatted for a while, but once the topics began to run dry and no one felt sleepy, they decided to play a game to pass the time.
And so, the following scene unfolded—
"Don't get your hopes up—you're definitely losing~!"
Someone had suggested a simple penalty game.
Turning their seats inward, the six girls formed a circle and played enthusiastically.
At that moment, Chacha stared wide-eyed at the cards in her hands, barely blinking—because losing meant punishment.
Five thick lines had already been drawn on her face, forming something like a "正" character. The other girls also had varying degrees of markings on their faces.
As for Kurosawa Yoru, even her face could somehow be "marked"—a dark symbol floated strangely in midair where her face should have been, creating an oddly harmonious sense of contradiction.
Although the girls were a bit noisy while playing, Masata didn't mind at all. After all, they were all pretty girls. As drowsiness set in, the surrounding sounds seemed to fade away, and the cabin felt unusually quiet.
His nose twitched slightly. He rubbed it and shifted his posture, drifting deeper into sleep.
"He's really asleep."
Kurosawa poked Masata's arm. There was no response.
"That might be a problem…" Yaoyorozu said hesitantly, holding Kurosawa's hand, clearly conflicted.
Although Masata was the class representative, he was always approachable. He joked around with his classmates often, and there was never a sense of distance between them.
That familiarity made the girls bolder.
"It's just a joke!" Mina said with a mischievous grin, pulling out a marker. "And all of our faces are already drawn on. If he doesn't get one too, that's unfair, right?"
Yaoyorozu hesitated. She thought about it—Masata really wouldn't mind something like this.
"Come on, you go first!"
Before she could react, Mina shoved the marker straight into Yaoyorozu's hand and pushed her forward.
Yaoyorozu froze on the spot, shaking her head frantically.
If Masata found out she was the first one to draw on his face, who knew what he'd do to her later?
"If you don't do it, we'll do it to you instead."
Kurosawa fanned the flames, pulling Jiro and Asui into it as well. The three of them stared at Yaoyorozu with suddenly dangerous expressions.
Under pressure, Yaoyorozu glanced at her classmates, then turned to look at Masata sleeping peacefully.
Holding her breath, she carefully stepped closer.
With the marker poised over his face, she closed her eyes—
And drew a circle.
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