With their tutor walking ahead of them, Nino and Miku had some space to have a quiet conversation between themselves. "So, what is it you wanted to talk about?" Miku asked, turning her body with a slightly annoyed look on her face; Nino had just interrupted her alone time with Fuutarou. Nino paused for a moment, her footsteps slowing slightly but not coming to a full stop.

"When did it all happen?" She asked, looking at her sister with as serious of a face she could make. "When did you get so confident?" She followed up, explaining the query better as the two of them trailed behind Fuutarou.

"When did I get so confident? If I were to say, it would have to be that one night..." Miku said, looking up at the grey sky as her lips curled into a frown. "Mutsumi, she really does a lot for us." She added, walking with some more skip in her step.

"For you, maybe. It's kind of annoying." The second sister grumbled, smirking slightly as they joined with the rest of the class that decided to make the most out of the day before the rain started to fall. "You were already a tough rival before, but now that you've stopped making excuses, I'm going to have to have work harder to make him mine."

"I still have a lot to make up for. I'm not as sociable as you, or as cute as Ichika..." Miku muttered. "But I'm not going to let that stop me. After all, we're sextuplets."

"What a pain..." Nino grumbled, smirking while muttering something under her breath. "Miku's grown up too..." Unheard to anyone but her, a small smile appeared on her face.

"Ah, look at the sky." Itsuki said, standing by the window of their hotel room as the light of the sun got covered by the clouds. "We were fortunate to catch it before it started pouring, wouldn't you say?" She turned around, facing the only other person in this room.

"Yeah. We would've been drenched." Ichika laughed half-heartedly, her mind still wandering around the events of the day prior. "Itsuki, what do you think of this situation?" She asked, taking one of the pillows and pulling it into an embrace.

"Mutsumi warned me before we even arrived in Kyoto, she warned me. I find it somewhat nostalgic, though I would not call them fond memories. You and Mutsumi were quite the pair when we were younger, always getting into mischief." Itsuki walked away from the window, sitting beside Ichika. "I do have to ask you why you decided to take it that far, however."

"I was desperate, Itsuki. I love him, but everyone was putting their plans into motion while all I could do was watch." The eldest tightened her grip on the pillow. "I didn't know what I could do to get his attention, but one thing led to another and I ended up there."

"Oh, dear," Itsuki muttered, placing a supportive hand on Ichika's back. "Ichika, I will not pick a stance on this situation with Uesugi-kun. But you have to find a way to make it up to them, both Miku and Mutsumi, and I will help you with that if you'd like."

"No, Itsuki. I'll do this on my own. I have to." Ichika said, standing up. "After all, I'm the onee-chan." She smiled, heading into the bathroom of this room. Meanwhile, inside the other room, another heated conversation was taking place.

"Mutsumi! What is wrong with you?" Yotsuba yelled, pressing her sister against the wall. "Running away to the train station! Planning to transfer schools by yourself! When are you going to stop?"

"You heard that...huh?" Mutsumi lowered her head. "I'm sorry."

"Sorry? Mutsumi! You're acting crazy! First, you disguise yourself as Miku, then all of those things last night!" The fourth sister trembled with rage. "I thought you were going to stop with all of the ridiculous schemes after the incident during our vacation, but..."

"Yotsuba, I...what can I do to..."

"Don't leave." Speaking with her voice cracking, Yotsuba stared into Mutsumi's eyes. "You promised, right? You promised that you wouldn't let what happened six years ago happen again, right? So why? Was that really the only way to stop Ichika?" Her words filled with a myriad of emotions, she moved her grip over to Mutsumi's shoulders.

"I... don't know. But that's all I could think of." Mutsumi tried to lean forward, but Yotsuba's strength fixed her to the wall.

"Yotsuba, stop." The door swung open behind them, causing them to glance at the headphone-wearing sister standing in the doorway. Yotsuba calmed down slightly, loosening her grip on Mutsumi as Miku walked in.

"Miku. Do you want to talk to her too?" Yotsuba asked, taking a few steps toward the third sister.

"Yeah," Miku replied, taking a seat on one of the beds. "Mutsumi, thank you. For everything." Those words left the other two in shock, all instantly turning their attention to the usually quiet sister. "Of course, I'm still hurt from what happened, and I don't think I can forget it anytime soon. But, I also can't forget all the things you've done for us, for me. If you didn't give me a push that night, then I never would've been able to do this." She said, pulling out the paper bag, and a glistening loaf of bread from within it. "So, I want you to see for yourself what you've done." She offered up the food, leading to Mutsumi trepidatiously taking steps forward to accept it.

She took a slow bite, it was slightly stale since it had been some time but the flavor was amazing. Buttery, slightly salty from the flakes that were sprinkled on the top, slightly sweet, and it flaked as she moved her hand away from her mouth.

"So, do you like it?"

"Yeah...it tastes delicious," Mutsumi muttered. "I'm sorry, Miku. And you too, Yotsuba." While the third and sixth sister were having their heart to heart, the fourth sister was mulling over Miku's words. She looked back at Mutsumi, seeing a few tears in her eyes and a remorseful smile on her lips.

"Yeah. You've done a lot for me too." She smiled, pulling her sisters close for an embrace. "Thank you, too." She chuckled, standing up to join the others in the other room. "Alright, class rep Yotsuba is back. Let's make some plans for tomorrow."

The six sisters all gathered in one room, and though things have been smoothed over, for the most part, the air was still tense as everyone shot glances toward each other. "The rain's not going to stop soon." Mutsumi looked out the window, listening to the pitter-patter of the droplets as they collided with the glass. She reached her hand out to Miku, who silently returned her phone. "But tomorrow looks fine, what was our plan for tomorrow?" She said, looking at the weather forecast while waiting for an answer, but nobody replied.

A few moments of silence pass before Yotsuba coughed. "I-I think we can split up for tomorrow. Since we'll be going on tours depending on the course we choose. We have five options." She said, walking over to pull out a sheet of paper with a bunch of text printed on it. "So, what is everyone going to pick?"

"This all started because we were making plans to get alone with Fuutarou-kun," Ichika spoke up, commenting on the trip so far. "How about we just leave it up to chance? Have everyone point to where they want to go. That way there won't be any hard feelings when one of us gets on the same course as him." She suggested, looking around at all of the agreeing faces of her sisters. "Alright, on three. One...two...three!" One by one, they each shot out their arms, their index fingers aimed toward the course of their choice, with two sisters overlapping.

"Right, that was bound to happen; there are six of us after...all." Mutsumi forced out a smile, glancing at Nino and Miku's unusually smug faces. "Are you two hiding something from us?" She asked, following their arms to see that they had both chosen the same course. Alarm bells started ringing in everyone's ears as the two were called out.

"Hmm? Whatever could you mean?" Nino turned back, deflecting their suspicions with her tone of voice. "Miku and I, we're not like you or Ichika. We aren't sabotaging your plans, and this is all fair, right? We wouldn't betray anyone." She pressed her finger against Mutsumi's chest, her animosity for her still unquenched.

"Nino, you don't ha-" Miku tried to quiet the second sister, but Mutsumi raised her hand out to silence the third sister.

"Nino...If there was another way, don't you think I would've done this." She slowly moved her hand slowly, taking Nino's into her grasp gently. "I didn't want this trip to turn out like this, I promise. You guys mean a lot to me, so the thought of hurting any of you makes my stomach turn. I never wanted this, but I had no choice. Please, believe me..." A few droplets of water fell onto the back of Nino's hand, the sixth sister looking up at her with her most apologetic face. "Please..."

"..." At a loss for words, Nino looked on at the others, who stared back expectantly. Everyone was waiting for her reaction as Mutsumi put it all out, leaving her fate in the second sister's hands. "Alright fine. I'm sorry about what I said. Just stop with the guilt trip!" She groaned, pulling her hand free of Mutsumi as the sixth sister righted her posture.

"Thank you." She wiped away the rest of her tears as the air around her shifted. "So, what are you and Miku hiding?" Going back on the offensive at a drop of a hat, she started to think aloud. "That look on both of your faces. You two arrived at the hotel later than us, and Miku was with Fuutarou-san during lunch. It stands to reason that you also met up with him, no?"

Caught off guard by the sudden shift in tone, Nino could hide neither her surprise nor the information that her sister was looking for. "Y-Yeah, so?"

"So? You and Miku could hear his voice, at least until you arrived at the hotel rooms, or whenever you two split off from him. So, wild guess, you heard his choice of course tomorrow." She pointed her finger proudly at the second sister, smirking at her profound deduction. "And that's why you and Miku picked the same course!" She looked over at Miku, who had an easier time keeping her poker face.

"At least she's back to her usual self." Itsuki mumbled, sitting down on one of the beds as someone knocked on their door.

"Hey, everyone has to assemble in the main hall in thirty minutes," Fuutarou said from the other side of the door.

"Fuutarou-kun, perfect timing. Mutsumi-chan is saying that you picked course E." Ichika said, opening the door for him. The sisters all watched him as he searched his body for something.

"How did she know? There's got to be a mic somewhere here..." He said, patting himself down while confirming Mutsumi's suspicions. "Anyway. Thirty minutes."

"Ah, Fuutarou-san. There's..." Mutsumi called out before stopping herself. "Actually, nevermind." She smiled as he closed the door. With his job done, he left the sisters to their own business. With this discovery, the sisters altered their course choices as they bedded down for the night. The light of her phone illuminating her face, the sixth sister kept tapping away at the screen. "Fuutarou-san, if it's possible, can you pick course B, out of all the courses? Please. I'll explain..." She sent the message before typing out another paragraph for him to read.