This is my last trap, accept it, Shinichi!

Shinichi only took a few steps.

　　"…A man who talks to himself."

　　Behind him, a deep voice sounded like laughter.

　　Shinichi didn't look back, only looked at the gate.

　　"Yeah, you just found out now? When I want to do something, I usually don't care about other people's feelings, just because it needs to be done, even if it makes people hate me, that's okay."

　　His mother also said that he can do what he wants, and do what he wants, this is the strength that youth has given him.

　　He can't be so free and easy at the moment, and the awkwardness in his heart has always lingered, and he also thinks that he is not qualified to arbitrarily use this kind of power.

　　However, even though he is far away, he still wants to try breaking through the old shackles with the "brute strength of youth" according to his inner desire.

　　From "reason" to "awareness" gradually, the next step… perhaps "impulse"?

　　Don't think about complicated emotions and be hypocritical, put all your effort into something out of pure impulse. A stupid choice for others, but for Shinichi, it's a state that must be learned to achieve.

　　A life that continues to progress and develop can make people appreciate the beauty and pleasure of life.

　　"Haaa..."

　　Fuutarou slowly put down his chopsticks and sighed helplessly.

　　"I really can't stand your idealism… Could selectively forgetting cruel reality make me look more noble?"

　　"Cruelty has nothing to do with me, and nobility has nothing to do with me. I have the awareness to do this, so I do it," Shinichi answered flatly.

　　"Tsk… Are you Chuunibyou? It makes my skin crawl. This is so embarassing." Fuutarou clicked his tongue in displeasure.

　　"Did they ask you to let me go? I'm worried no? After all, I haven't received any such notification from 'employer' yet."

　　"You say I don't understand? Indeed, I don't understand and don't want to understand the troublesome quintuplets, but what if you do?

　　"Let them fail their midterms, then I get fired, and I am replaced by tutors who are probably stricter, instruct them to do nothing extracurricular activities except study, and put the greatest energy into completing complex homework. Otherwise, it would be disobedience to parents…"

　　"They are just children who have not abandoned their families. In your opinion, if the father of those people orders it, who else can go to the committee?"

　　"Or is it up to you to stand up to their father and ask the six of them to elope to the ends of the earth together?"

　　"Don't be so naive, let's face reality, Asada Shinichi!" Fuutarou's voice was a sneer, "You're just like me, just a high school boy who can't do anything about it."

　　"Playing the bad guy and the good guy is like playing, spouting nonsense rhetoric, and talking confidently about other people's futures."

　　"Say, what else can you do but talk?"

　　Once the interrogation was over, Shinichi could only remain silent.

　　But not long after, he suddenly laughed.

　　"Hmph… I knew you would say that a long time ago. You predictable idiot."

　　"Hah?" Fuutarou stared at Shinichi's back in surprise, "Are you stupid? You're still talking big, what's the use of..."

　　"It makes sense, of course it makes sense."

　　"Otherwise why would I be drooling, talking back and forth to you for 14 minutes 44 seconds? I also simulated your argument the night before, wasting time on a problem that was destined to end well."

　　Shinichi shrugged, and finally turned around, looking at Fuutarou.

　　"Because of these words, I can only say them to you, and only to you."

　　——Humans have many sides.

　　The so-called social role means that in a different environment and encountering different objects, oneself will automatically be brought into a different role, speak different words and perform different actions.

　　One way with family members, one way with friends, one way with parents, and one way with loved ones.

　　We play different selves, wearing fake and real masks, to adapt to changes in society and people.

　　Although someone as gentle as Yotsuba, when facing her own family, her attitude is definitely different from Shinichi.

　　The only ones who can keep their words and deeds from evil are robots with programmed responses.

　　Shinichi understood from the start that the reason why he could say those words so calmly was because the person standing opposite him was "Uesugi Fuutarou".

　　"If you are their father, I have another way of saying it."

　　"If you are a formal tutor who has passed the qualification test, I will say something else."

　　"Facing different people, you have to show a different attitude. I couldn't stand up in front of their father and say, 'You don't understand them, but I do!' Stupid stuff like that, right?"

Shinichi spread his arms and shook his head.

　　"Because you are Uesugi Fuutarou, I can now express my most direct and shameful thoughts, and feel proud like a victor... Perhaps, I should thank you for giving me the opportunity to do so."

　　Shinichi looked at him quietly, with genuine gratitude in his eyes.

　　Fuutarou's expression changed, he took two steps back and rubbed his arms frantically.

　　"Disgusting! Disgusting!"

　　Shinichi was surprised, only then did he realize that there seemed to be some kind of distortion in his words and actions. His expression also became ugly, and he covered his mouth with one hand.

　　"Why are you thinking this, I am clearly talking about something very serious… Ugh, my God, I feel disgusted by what you said…"

　　Puff!

　　Hearing a faint laugh, Shinichi looked left and right, but there was no one else on the wide roof except for them.

　　Or was Fuutarou actually laughing at this point? !

　　It wasn't like that, after all, he seemed to be suppressing the uneasiness rising from the bottom of his heart, and he didn't have the atmosphere to laugh at all.

　　"Do not blame me! You're the one who said it all. Who knows you suddenly become GAY... No, if I continue to live with you on the roof, I will become a freak. I want to go back to class!"

　　"Shut up, the more you talk, the worse it gets!"

Fuutarou quickly packed his things and walked quickly to the roof gate.

　　On the other hand, Shinichi stayed where he was, he didn't want to create a more uncomfortable episode due to fighting with Fuutarou, so it didn't matter if he returned to class first.

　　Holding only the doorknob, Fuutarou suddenly stopped, looked down at the ground, and was silent for a moment.

　　Then he spoke suddenly.

　　"...If you faced them, what would you say? Do you know them well?"

　　The question made the atmosphere return to normal, and made Shinichi surprised for a moment.

　　Then he shook his head helplessly.

　　"Can't say anything."

　　"Why?"

　　"Firstly, those who stand on stage must do a good job on stage." Shinichi pointed a finger, and his tone became lighter, "The sweat that I sweat is not the audience's business."

　　"Your concept that life is like a play can be seen everywhere..." Fuutarou complained with a sad face.

　　"Secondly, assuming that you are the one being discussed now, are you willing to make yourself the center of an embarrassing dispute?" Shinichi said while holding up the second finger.

　　Uesugi immediately showed a dark expression of extreme disgust: "Absolutely not! How far can a self-righteous person like that go?"

　　"Me too." While laughing sympathetically, Shinichi raised his third finger.

　　"Third, if they hear words like that, I'd rather jump off the roof. Do you know how it feels to be embarrassed? I have experienced it, so I don't want to experience it again."

　　Retracting his fingers, he sighed helplessly.

　　"It's good that I don't have to feel completely embarrassed when I talk to you, but there is a good way to disengage. I really appreciate the existence of the Fuutarou Daimyo..."

　　"Heh..." Fuutarou looked through the crack in the door and smiled evilly, "You can say whatever you want. More fun you can say. You can say whatever you want now. You're welcome. "

　　"Hah?" Shinichi instinctively felt something was wrong, "...I've finished what I have to say, what else do you want me to say?"

"Okay, then let me ask one last question..." Fuutarou held the doorknob.

　　"You never denied the fact that they were stupid, right? You didn't answer the question earlier, you just kept changing your concept and using big words to explain it."

　　"Even, you also think that they can't combine study and forest school, so they can only temporarily stop studying, right?"

　　"...What do you mean by asking this?" Shinichi was suspicious, alarm bells were ringing in his heart, but he looked around and found nothing wrong for a few moments.

　　As if to interrupt his vigilance, Fuutarou urged.

　　"Don't even think about it! Just like just now, answered me with the most instinctive and sincere thought! Otherwise, I will not be willing to give up this job!"

　　"As a tutor, even if my term is about to end, I will be 'responsible' for my students until the end!"

　　"This is my last request, Shinichi, tell me!"

　　"...I will respect your intention." Shinichi looked at him seriously, and answered firmly.

　　"No! I have faith in them. Studying will never bother them all the time. As long as they find the right method and work tirelessly, they can even surpass you and me and get full marks in all five subjects."

　　"Humph, you believe in quintuplets too much..." Fuutarou was dumbfounded.

　　Feeling emotionally at ease, Shinichi shrugged.

　　"I am their chairman. Even if I don't believe them, this committee must be disbanded as soon as possible."

　　"…I did lose at this." Fuutarou laughed lowly, then asked nonchalantly.

　　"So among the quintuplets, which one do you like the most?"

　　Shinichi reflexively opened his mouth to answer, but suddenly he felt something, his face turned pale, his eyes widened, and he pointed at Fuutarou with a trembling finger, "You bastard... Could it be..."

　　"Tsk, did I say too much..." Fuutarou sighed regretfully, then with a happy and proud smile, he opened the door.

　　"Get ready for a surprise—"

　　As soon as the door was opened, the five figures piled up suddenly fell from the door.

　　"Woo~"

　　"Ah!"

　　"Ouch..."

　　"Wow!"

　　"Ah!"

　　When the five girls with the same hair color and similar appearance came into view, they understood what had happened.

　　Shinichi entered a state of complete petrification.

　　"...Ha."

　　Standing behind the door, Fuutarou caught the sight of a stagnant Shinichi. He couldn't contain the joy in his heart, like a villain full of evil, he laughed happily at the sky.

　　"Hahahaha— this is the best drama, and I also want to thank you, Asada Shinichi! Ha ha ha ha..."