Oshino said, with a broad grin.
“Then, your wish?”
“…I want you to teach me a way to make everyone happy.”

I put into words.
The wish from the bottom of my heart.
“A way to end things without anyone being unhappy.”
“As if it existed.”

Are you stupid, Oshino shrugged his shoulders.
“There’s a limit even to convenience. That’s a theme written by grade schoolers in moral classes. It’s not realistic.”
“Oshino – I…”

“However.”
He takes out from his mouth the cigarette and put it back into his pocket.
Oshino Meme looks at Hanekawa, at Kissshot, and at me in turn – and says.

“There would be a way to make everyone unhappy.”

He swiftly explains it to us who are dumbfounded at his words.
“In other words, I’m talking about distributing onto everybody the burden of unhappiness generated by this situation – nobody will have his wish fulfilled, but if that’s fine with you, the way exists.”

“…”
Everyone will become unhappy – everyone will be burdened with unhappiness.

Distributing.

Subdividing – the burden.

This is certainly not something to push onto a single person.