In the end, Ryūen was unable to sell the remaining points, as they didn't even amount to a round number.
As for the remaining points, Symon got some paper and a pen from Kazuma Sakagami, thought for a moment, then looked at his Class C classmates and asked for their opinion: "Is there anything you all want?"
"Hiyori-chan~ could we get another tent?" Kinoshita Minori put her hands together, pleading pitifully.
"Yeah, yeah, I barely managed to get to sleep last night." The girls quickly agreed, complaining: "The tents are definitely the most urgent matter, and the line for the toilet is just too long."
Hearing this, Symon nodded and spoke in a gentle tone:
"There's actually an alternative for the tents. I bought some waterproof tarps, an axe, and a saw earlier, so building a shelter wouldn't be difficult. As for the toilets, we have the simple emergency toilet, so we can manage by taking turns. But since you all feel so strongly about it, it's not out of the question..."
"Hold on, I have a suggestion—"
Kaneda raised his hand, cutting off the cheers that were about to erupt from the girls. After pushing up his glasses, he spoke in a calm tone: "The camp's construction is actually sufficient. It would be better to exchange the remaining points for some food."
"What I didn't say before is that sweet potatoes have a drawback as a staple food. Eating large quantities can cause gas, and possibly bloating or stomach aches. If possible, I recommend exchanging for some rice to mix in with them."
"You're kidding," Kondō said, the realization dawning on him. "No wonder someone kept farting in the tent last night."
"You have the nerve to say that!" Ishizaki grabbed him by the collar and started cursing: "I held it in all night! You're the one who was farting up a storm!"
"No! No! It wasn't me! It wasn't me!" Kondō shook his head like a rattle drum, vehemently denying it.
"You think I'd believe your crap! Die!!!" Ishizaki yelled, violently shaking him by the collar.
Meanwhile, the girls, who had been quite resolute just moments before, began to hesitate, unable to make up their minds.
Noticing the situation, Symon thought for a moment, then handed the paper, pen, and manual to Kaneda, saying with a smile: "Since you already have a plan, Kaneda, I'll leave the allocation of these points to you. Just remember to consider everyone's opinions and use them up before tonight's roll call."
When he first asked for everyone's opinion, Symon hadn't expected them to reach any kind of consensus. Now that Kaneda had stepped forward with a well-reasoned argument, it was better to just entrust the matter to him.
Across from him, Kaneda pushed up his glasses, his expression unreadable. He silently took the documents and the manual, walked over to the side, sat down, and began to study them seriously.
At the same time, Kakeru Ryūen walked up to 'Hiyori Shiina' and said coldly: "Heh, pawning the job off on Kaneda. You've made things easy for yourself."
"How should I put this..." Symon mused for a moment before casually bullshitting, "Class C has always lacked someone with management skills. Kaneda is actually a good fit. This is a good opportunity to let him interact more with the rest of the class."
It was definitely not because he was slacking off.
"Speaking of which, ever since he failed to get into the student council, I don't think I've seen him around you anymore." Symon began to change the subject.
"If you want to know, you can just ask directly."
Ryūen glanced at her, crossed his arms, and said calmly: "It was probably after I had Albert beat up Tokitō and Manabe (in early May). He's been deliberately avoiding me since then, using that style of yours."
Not proactively asking questions, not getting directly involved, only offering verbal advice—wasn't that just copying Hiyori Shiina?
"I get it," Symon said with a teasing smile. "He can't get into your inner circle, can't find a proper place for himself, and might get beaten up for speaking out of turn, so his only choice is to imitate me."
"So that's how you see it."
Ryūen glanced over at Kaneda and said casually: "I'm heading to Class A's area. You watch the camp."
In any case, now that Kaneda was willing to step up and take on more responsibilities, he certainly didn't mind delegating. As for what Kaneda was really thinking—he didn't care.
After watching Ryūen leave, Symon stretched lazily. Just as he was about to call the girls over to prepare breakfast, he suddenly saw Horikita standing outside the camp with Ayanokōji, holding a pen and paper, seemingly writing something.
After their eyes met, Suzune Horikita hesitated for a moment before stepping in front of Symon.
At the same time, some people in Class C also noticed their presence. Ibuki, one of the martial arts faction, quickly came forward and stood behind the 'girl'.
Symon thought for a moment, then said with a smile: "Are you two here to gather intelligence so openly?"
"No, I'm just recording the resource spots on the island." Suzune Horikita shook her head, her expression calm, and showed him the pen and paper. "Besides, as you should know, Ryūen already sold us your leader's information last night."
"Mm," Symon nodded, looking at the unnatural flush on Horikita's face, and teased, "Has anyone ever told you that you're a terrible liar?"
Hearing this, Suzune Horikita froze, her gaze shifting unnaturally towards Ayanokōji beside her.
Ayanokōji raised his hands in a gesture of surrender and said, somewhat listlessly: "Liars have a habit of trying to prove their own innocence, and you just did it twice in a row. Also, you shouldn't be looking at me right now. I'm really not your accomplice..."
"..."
Horikita closed her eyes and took a deep breath. Her body swayed slightly as she fought back the urge to punch him.
"Exactly," Symon said with a smiling nod. "In any case, if you're here to scout for information, I'm sorry, but it's not a convenient time for guests."
"This isn't private territory, is it?" Horikita glanced at the spot-claiming device with its dimmed screen nearby and asked with some confusion, "And... it doesn't look like you've occupied this spot, has it?"
Hearing this, Ayanokōji turned his head to look at the device. A flicker of light crossed his eyes for an instant before quickly fading.
Symon nodded and said, feigning seriousness: "That's right. If you want, you can have your class leader come and occupy this spot right now. We absolutely won't stop you."
"Pfft—!" Ibuki couldn't help but let out a laugh as she watched 'Hiyori' nodding her head like a chick pecking at rice.
"Hahahaha—!" The rest of Class C burst into laughter, and someone heckled, "Go on, we're waiting for you—!"
"..." Horikita fell silent for a moment, frowning as she brought a hand to her forehead.
Ayanokōji noticed her movement. "Horikita, let's go for now."
At the same time, Hiyori's whisper suddenly sounded in Symon's ear: "Mr. Ghost, I think Horikita-san is sick."
"I noticed too. The signs of a fever are obvious. It's amazing she still dared to come here in this state," Symon remarked with some wonder.
"Mm, I noticed something, you know. Mr. Ghost was a little too gentle just now."
"..."
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