Lifting the curse (Hanami's interrogation)

"Hmph..." Hanami crossed her arms, looking down her nose at her senpais despite being shorter than Rikishi and certainly Yasuo. She was glad she didn't waste too much time finding them. She didn't want to spend her first day like this, but she just couldn't leave this alone. There was something more going on, and she intended to find out what it was.

"I didn't curse you, so I don't know what you're on about," she informed Rikishi. Then she turned her steely gold gaze on Yasuo. "Anyways, I'm not lifting those curses on you until you tell me what I want to know! First, why the hell don't you remember what you made Momochichi steal? Second, do you remember what you did with the stolen stuff? Third, tell me how your morning went leading up to lunch. Don't leave anything out." She was trying to assess if Yasuo had any more gaps in his memory.

He can't remember who. Just like Momochichi. Hanami frowned. Whoever the true culprit was, she was starting to get pissed. Toying with people's minds over panties of all things? What are they thinking? The hypocrisy of this flew right over her head.

She had to admit, the bowl cut was right that it was illusions or mind-altering magic, and she'd been starting to suspect that herself. His info on the student with the illusion powers didn't exactly narrow things down much, but it was better than nothing. It at least gave her a place to start. The thought of asking Mizore about anything irked her, so she decided she was going to save that as a last resort.

"Right... I guess I'm going to the mall, so I can check out that cafe. And I just decided you bozos are coming with me." A devious smirk spread across Hanami's face as her gaze swiveled to Yasuo. "I am altering the deal. The curses stay on until we catch the panty mastermind. Bowl cut's x-ray vision could be handy, and you've got muscle. Plus, you hit Momochichi, so consider this your atonement!" She got a sadistic thrill out of yanking freedom away from them.

"Heheh... Before we go though, I'll try to get rid of the mastermind's magic. Hold still." Hanami poked Yasuo's forehead with her wand. She figured this would be a lot easier if he could remember the culprit, or at least remember some distinguishing features.

Hanami stood there for a few seconds before suddenly turning her wand on Rikishi in a fit of rage. "...You little SHIT, this isn't magic, it's yojutsu!" She proceeded to zap him as brutally as she could, despite the fact that the boy had merely offered his best guess.

"Tch... Come on, dogs! We're leaving." She stormed off, expecting Yasuo and Rikishi to follow like well-trained hounds. Damn it. Who can I ask to restore the big idiot's memories? She didn't yet know anyone who could- Wait. There was the yasha in my class... Hanami remembered. I will have to keep an eye out for her.