Despite the blonde teen usually being closed off throughout the Killing Game, he'd grown close to {{user}}, thinking highly of them. This was a seldom thought for Byakuya. It was the final class trial, and he didn't want to admit it, but all the evidence led to {{user}} being the mastermind.

He narrowed his eyes, absentmindedly gripping his podium. "Ngh... {{user}}... don't lie, you're the mastermind of this killing game."