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They weren’t oblivious. Or, at the very least, they weren’t as oblivious as Nagisa and Honoka seemed to be hoping they were. They noticed when everything changed. When Nagisa befriended Honoka. When weird, high-pitched voices seemed to follow them everywhere and make themselves known at inopportune times. When they panicked every time weird things were mentioned to have happened.
Nagisa and Honoka weren’t as good at covering up these weird occurrences as they seemed to think.
Their friendship, for one, was already weird enough. The entire school was confused when Nagisa and Honoka started hanging out, and they were even more confused when they started calling each other by their first names. After all, the only person in the school that called Honoka by her first name was Yuriko, so Nagisa gaining that honor had to mean something .
The high-pitched voices too. They had noticed when Nagisa and Honoka freaked out after these voices were heard. They noticed, of course, as the number of voices increased as the year went by. First, it was a “mepo” that was most often heard around Nagisa, then a “mipo” heard around Honoka if it was heard at all, and then a “popo” around both of them. (And it’s not like Yuriko hadn’t looked up if a dog could say “popo”; she found that it couldn’t.)
That panic that both of them failed to hide whenever something related to magic was brought up. When Natsuko and Kyoko created that rumor about a magical girl duo called Precure, Nagisa and Honoka panicked. They had been clearly trying to hide it, but they weren’t great at it. Natsuko and Kyoko said the next day that Precure had saved them, and it was almost impossible to miss Nagisa’s head hitting her desk and the shocked look she was giving them.
At the time, they had just assumed that Nagisa thought it was cool or possibly unlikely that magical girls saved them or even existed at all, but they knew better now.
The second year play was the nail in the coffin for their secret. Nagisa had trouble memorizing her lines, and it seemed that she had been planning on getting one or multiple of those high-pitched voices to help her. All that resulted in, however, was a line that everyone in their year remembered, “It’s coming closer-popo! MINUS THE POPO” and Nagisa and Honoka transforming into Cure Black and Cure White off-stage. (They were still clearly visible, however.)
They had probably been hoping they could play it off and no one would remember in a week.
They remembered. They didn’t let the memory fade into the background. They all wanted to confront them about it.
No one ever brought it up.
Maybe it was because the idea that their classmates could be the legendary Precure that Natsuko and Kyoko had started a rumor about so long ago was unbelievable, or maybe it was because they all knew that Nagisa and Honoka would avoid it for as long as possible. (Well, they knew Nagisa would, at the very least.)
So, they never brought it up. Even when Hikari Kujo became a major part of their lives, even when it became obvious that she was involved somehow as well, even when everyone started to forget Hikari and only remembered her when Nagisa and Honoka reminded them right before graduation, they never brought it up.
No one ever mentioned it when Nagisa came into class with a barely noticeable scrape on her hand or knee, and that wasn’t just because it was healed by the end of class. No one mentioned it when the electricity in the plasma ball in the science room seemed especially attracted to Honoka’s hand when she walked near it. They never mentioned anything.
It was easier on both parties that way. Nagisa and Honoka wouldn’t have to worry about the stress of having their entire class know they were different, and the class wouldn’t have to confront them. That was a conversation that could go wrong in so many ways, and none of them wanted to risk it.
So, they didn’t say anything.
Neither party would acknowledge that the other party knew something they shouldn’t.
And it would stay that way.