Last night, Hina sighed three times on her bed. A single line from the mysterious letter wouldn't leave her mind. ——The villainess you are still has a role you don't know about. She kept thinking about its meaning, and before she realized it, morning had come. (Thinking about it won't give me answers. Today has things I need to do.) Hina stood before the mirror. The silver hair that Marie had carefully arranged gleamed faintly in the morning light. Turquoise eyes looked back at her. Today's strategy was simple. Don't interact with the capture targets at all. Don't make eye contact. Don't speak to them. Become stone. (Yesterday I ended up helping Canon. But today will definitely be fine. If I become stone, nothing will happen. Stone! Become stone, Kisaragi Hina!!) She climbed into the carriage and repeated this to herself while gazing out the window. The surface of the Lumière River glimmered in the morning sun. The academy's spire came into view in the distance. 　　　＊ The lect