Mina stared at her phone, and all her ringtones that was put there by his Mi-kun. She played them all, one by one.

Ringtone One:

"Are you okay, Trashykawa?"

"Hai, I'm okay!"

"You sure?"

"Hmmm. Welp, look at the time, I gotta go!"

Ringtone Two:

"Crappy Oikawa, are you feeling fine today?"

"You sure, Trashykawa?"

Ringtone three:

"Trashykawa, you're so crappy."

"I know, Mi-kun."

Ringtone Four:

"Oi, Trashykawa. Wake up, you'll be late for practice dumbass!"

"Mi-kun—"

"And no, I'm not your mom!"

"You're so stingy, Mi-kun!"

Ringtone five:

" Pick between crappy and trashy,"

"I choose crappy, then!"

They were all recorded by Hajime, so he wouldn't "repeat-the-same-words-to-an-idiot" anymore. He also set the timing and schedule for these ringtones, at such times where he thinks it would fit the situation well.

Mina bitterly smiled. Hajime really knows her well.