Yukima Azuma almost imdiately shook his head to decline.
Kirisu Mafuyu raised one eyebrow.
"What's the reason?"
"I have sothing to do. By the way, Kirisu-sensei, I'd like to take the day off tomorrow."
Kirisu Mafuyu raised her hand as if she wanted to pull Yukima Azuma's ear.
But Yukima Azuma swiftly dodged.
"How dare you run away! Talking nonsense! What could you possibly need to take a day off for the second day after the start of school?"
Kirisu Mafuyu was so angry that her face turned bright red.
Yukima Azuma quickly gestured for her to calm down.
Then he pointed at the phone she had placed on the table.
"Anyway, Sensei, try using your phone and search my na online."
Upon hearing this request, Kirisu Mafuyu furrowed her brow.
Although it sounded unbelievable, she didn't criticize him imdiately. Instead, she picked up her phone and began searching.
What surprised her was that when she typed 'Yukima Azuma' into the search bar, a series of related keywords appeared underneath.
Such as 'Shogi God Yukima Azuma', 'Yukima Azuma wins seven consecutive matches in an official tournant', 'Yukima Azuma receives confession from the Queen of Shogi', etc.
Kirisu Mafuyu clicked on the first search result.
Quickly, a series of results popped up.
The first one was an article about his biography.
It detailed most of Yukima Azuma's achievents in the world of shogi, along with several classic matches and records of his confrontations.
In addition to the text, there were a few photos.
All of them were pictures of Yukima Azuma participating in interviews after leveling up in tournants.
After looking through this information, Kirisu Mafuyu's gaze toward Yukima Azuma completely changed.
The boy before her could no longer be considered an ordinary student.
His title as a professional shogi player made Yukima Azuma seem half outside the school's domain.
Typically, professional shogi players like Yukima Azuma would no longer attend school.
They would graduate from middle school or even drop out.
Since he was clearly a shogi genius, his career path would be far better, so why waste ti in school?
Of course, Yukima Azuma's academic performance was a different matter.
"So, tomorrow you're going... to compete?" Kirisu Mafuyu asked.
Yukima Azuma nodded.
"Tomorrow there's an official match that affects my promotion to a 6-dan player. It's quite important."
"Okay, fine, I'll give you the day off. I'll just hand you the leave request form directly."
After receiving an answer, Kirisu Mafuyu imdiately agreed without much thought. She even took a leave request form from her drawer and handed it to Yukima Azuma.
Yukima Azuma took the leave form.
Although he had expected it, he was still a little surprised when Kirisu Mafuyu took it this far.
Kirisu Mafuyu.
Yukima Azuma had known this teacher from his previous life.
Before becoming a teacher, Kirisu Mafuyu was a competitive figure skater.
She had won many awards at major competitions.
But due to a fleeting emotional reason, she gave up that talent and later regretted it.
As a result, in her subsequent educational career, she adopted the principle:
"A teacher should guide students down the path of developing their talents."
Yukima Azuma clearly had a talent for shogi, so Kirisu Mafuyu naturally supported him.
"In the future, if you need ti off for a match, just send a ssage on Line."
"Keep this leave form. After your break, fill it out and submit it when you return to school."
"If you're behind on assignnts, you can co to , and I'll help you catch up."
"Occasionally borrow notes from your friends. You also have a talent for studies, so don't waste it."
Kirisu Mafuyu carefully instructed Yukima Azuma in a long list of things.
Finally, she patted Yukima Azuma's shoulder.
Yukima Azuma thought for a mont and nodded.
Then he smiled at Kirisu Mafuyu and said:
"Sensei, if you have ti, co watch my match."
As long as the concern is genuine, Yukima Azuma would always respond kindly and not forget.
Kirisu Mafuyu nodded, as if agreeing.
After exchanging Line accounts, she sent Yukima Azuma off.
.....
Then it was back to regular classes, after-school break, lunch, and heading ho.
Yukima Azuma lightly picked up his backpack and prepared to go ho.
Though he could start attending a club today, Yukima Azuma wasn't interested in any club at the mont.
In fact, he thought he might go back to practicing shogi or have a al with Kasumigaoka Utaha.
But soone blocked Yukima Azuma's path.
Looking at the person, Yukima Azuma frowned.
"Aki-kun, what's going on?"
Aki Tomoya was standing in front of Yukima Azuma, holding a stack of papers.
How should I put this?
His attitude was like that of a terrible salesperson.
Have you ever encountered those people at a shopping mall, holding a can of 'white shoe spray' and always ready to spray you twice?
Aki Tomoya was even worse than that.
"Yukima-kun, let's finish the greatest visual novel ga in the world together!"
Yukima Azuma felt sowhat helpless.
At first, he thought Aki Tomoya was coming to him about the incident with the bike being kicked over.
Although at that ti Aki Tomoya had been completely dazed, not even realizing soone had kicked over his bike.
But what if he had seen it by accident?
Looking back now, it seed unlikely.
But the current situation was even more troubleso than just being provoked.
"Why are you looking for ? I an, why should I help you?"
Yukima Azuma crossed his arms in front of his chest, his hand lightly tapping on his arm repeatedly.
Anyone with even a little bit of common sense would clearly see that this was not the attitude for further discussion.
But clearly, Aki Tomoya was not soone with that kind of sense.
"Yukima-kun, you know programming, right? I've seen that a small ga has beco very popular recently, and the creator is you."
"Among the people I know, you're the only one who can program a ga. Please help , let's finish the greatest visual novel ga together!"
Aki Tomoya bowed at a 90-degree angle.
Yukima Azuma narrowed his eyes.
This kid, he's even more shaless than I imagined.
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