His voice from last night still echoed in her head. "I don't care." That voice had trembled. If he didn't care, he wouldn't shake. She knew that. And yet, this morning, Ren wasn't looking at Aoi at all. Along the Minase River on the way to school. Ren walked ahead. Usually, he'd come to her side and read off his revenge list. "October 2020, the time you started cleaning the bathroom right when I needed to use the toilet," that kind of pointless stuff. Today, not a word. From a step behind, watching his back, Aoi saw nothing out of place. Black hair swayed slightly in the morning breeze. His tall frame passed between the cherry blossom trees. Normal. And yet, something was different. (Should I say something?) "……Ren" He didn't stop. His pace didn't change. He kept walking straight ahead, as if he hadn't heard. Aoi closed her mouth. He heard. He definitely heard. Ren's ears were cat-level good. At a distance where you could hear the Minase River babbling, there was no way her