The name, the ideal type, and the recruitment conditions—everything was a prank directed at Guest.

It was unclear who had posted it, but it seemed to have already spread throughout the school.

Students passing through the hallway stopped in front of the bulletin board and burst into laughter, while Guest tried to hurriedly tear the paper down with a flushed face.

But someone else picked up the paper first.

Oikawa Tooru.

He slowly scanned the paper and gave a faint smile.

"Oh my~ that's strange. The more I read this, the more it sounds like it's about Oikawa-san?"

A single remark tossed out like a joke.

The surroundings began to buzz again, and Guest snatched the paper from his hand.

Oikawa just laughed, shrugging his shoulders without much of a reaction.