When ntioning Ise Yu Yuzhijin, Shirakawa Sawahei couldn’t help but feel the urge to cover his face.
Yesterday, they were supposed to et up at the ran shop, have dinner, and then go to the excellent study spot Ise Yu Yuzhijin had recomnded. But halfway there, Ise Yu Yuzhijin suddenly rembered sothing and smacked her forehead.
"Oops! I forgot she doesn’t open today!"
Shirakawa Sawahei: ???
If it weren’t Ise Yu Yuzhijin, Shirakawa Sawahei would have suspected the girl was making excuses just to have dinner with him. But since it was her...
Well, no need to overthink it; it’s simply because her IQ is having a temporary outage.
This little incident did not dampen Ise Yu Yuzhijin’s enthusiasm for visiting that mysterious study location. After consulting her friends, Ise Yu Yuzhijin confidently stated that they’ll definitely go tomorrow.
"Shirakawa! You have to trust ! True beauties never lie!"
Thinking about the future where he would have to tutor this scatterbrained, silly, and egotistical girl for a long ti, Shirakawa Sawahei inexplicably felt a bit lancholic.
It felt like there were only two days left until school started, but he had only written his na on his sumr howork, that sort of resigned despair.
"Shirakawa~ would you help buy sweets from that popular shop after school, pretty please~" Tsukimi Sakurazawa ran over to the club room with a tearful plea.
"That shop is so nasty, using gimmicky marketing tactics where the sweets can only be bought by boyfriends—how vile!"
"I can’t stand such shop owners! They don’t treat single folks as humans~"
Shirakawa Sawahei didn’t pause his practice problems, nor did he lift his head: "I can lend you my uniform."
"Even if you lend it to , it won’t help. Didn’t we try that once?" Tsukimi Sakurazawa complained gloomily, "I explained to them that it’s my pec muscles, but they wouldn’t believe ."
"Hey! Shirakawa, we’re best friends, you can’t just watch suffer from unrequited desires like this."
"Girls are made of 50% sweets and 50% cuteness. Would they still be girls without sweets?"
"Haven’t you often lanted how you wished you were a boy?" Shirakawa Sawahei glanced at his Paracium Minister friend.
"Being a boy is great! We can do all sorts of fun things and ride on bikes without worrying about exposure... By the way, Shirakawa, when are you getting a bike? I’d be happy to chip in."
"If I get a bike, I’d have to take you around every day. I think a train pass would be more practical."
"Co on~ I’m not that heavy." Tsukimi Sakurazawa lightly punched Shirakawa Sawahei and rolled her eyes dramatically.
"Wanna play gas this weekend?"
"No, I have a part-ti job."
"Just cancel it and say your girlfriend is on her period, and you must stay by her side," Tsukimi Sakurazawa suggested mischievously.
"There isn’t such a pampered girlfriend in the world."
"Tch, don’t regret it later... Asano, do you wanna ga over the weekend~" Tsukimi Sakurazawa suddenly asked the little girl.
Asano Nazuki was startled for a mont, waved her hand, and said, "I don’t play gas, I’m totally bad at them..."
"Huh? Wanna give it a try?" Tsukimi Sakurazawa, failing to persuade Shirakawa Sawahei, seized the chance to sway the little girl to beco a gaming ally.
"I better not." Asano Nazuki displayed a pair of cute dimples: "I just transferred here, and it’s ti to focus on studying."
She had just listened to Little Bai and Tsukimi Sakurazawa’s conversation the whole ti, and suddenly realized that Little Bai wasn’t just awful to her alone as a girl.
Even this tall and well-proportioned Tsukimi Minister felt no trace of tenderness for girls coming from him!
Cried a bit inside; who knew Lady Kaori had to rely on others’ comparisons for comfort.
However, after thinking it over, she found this conclusion sowhat unreliable. Tsukimi Sakurazawa’s relationship with him seed more like very familiar friends, to the point where the girl part seed overlooked by Little Bai.
This kind of relationship shouldn’t be enough to determine whether Little Bai is an insufferable sis-con.
Tsukimi Sakurazawa switched attention to complain to Asano Nazuki about the detestable aspects of that popular dessert shop. anwhile, Shirakawa Sawahei seized this precious opportunity to focus on grinding skill levels.
He didn’t even know the upper limits of this skill. If he could max it out, maybe he might beco the legendary ultimate study god who could know the answers just by looking at the problems.
Nobel Prize in Mathematics? Seed plausible. Just don’t know whether the system might grant him an academic waifu.
Shirakawa Sawahei pondered for a mont and realized sothing was off.
Seems like the Nobel doesn’t have a Math prize...
Moreover, isn’t this supposed to be a romance system? Why would there be a wife?
A designated pairing is undesirable, unless you’re a blue-haired flat-chested literary genius or a red-haired ice queen with a gap moe. Otherwise, you’d have to apologize to the whole nation.
His LINE unexpectedly chid, and Shirakawa Sawahei took out his phone to see. It was none other than one of the lickspittle delinquent dogs, Imamura Takuya.
[Brother Shirakawa! I made a major discovery! It’s super important! It’s about the matter with Tachibana Tomoku’s wife!]
[Brother Shirakawa, it’s actually who made the discovery! I’ve been staking out Class C1, and finally got my chance!]
[Don’t listen to them, Ai Bo! It was I who found it out. Those two rascals are just trying to take credit! You can’t believe their lies!]
Without thinking, Shirakawa Sawahei chose the first sender, Imamura Takuya, to ask, "What is it?"
[This afternoon, soone placed sothing in Sissy’s seat again!]
[At first, I thought it was so reckless person trying to pull sothing. But when I looked, it turns out it was a love letter!]
Shirakawa Sawahei frowned a bit.
Here we go again? Old Master Oga’s coffin isn’t even buried yet, and another self-assured one thinks they are the chosen one?
[Who is it? Do you know them?]
Sure enough, beauty leads to misfortune. Miss Tachibana Tomoku’s cuteness is no longer conceal by her invisible girl status.
He couldn’t help glancing at the quietly practicing Tachibana Tomoku across from him; she seed to sense the gaze, blushing with trembling eyelashes: "Whi...Whirakawa?"
Seeing this, Tsukimi Sakurazawa imdiately hugged Tachibana Tomoku: "Shirakawa, what are you sneaking glances at Xiao Mo for? Even though you drove away that jerk Oga Masato for her, you can’t just boast and make excessive demands."
"..."
Is this train of thought sothing learned from Ise Yu Yuzhijin?
Shirakawa Sawahei couldn’t be bothered with her. He’s already decided if the other party is just a normal high school boy, then he’d give Tachibana Tomoku the choice and let her know about it.
Anyway, her choice would surely be a refusal; it’d just add one more step.
But if that confession again turned out to be from another so-called cheerful popular kid, Shirakawa Sawahei would naturally let the delinquents destroy the evidence and snuff out any shadow in the bud.
[Ishida said the person seems to be a well-reputed popular kid in class D1.]
As he was about to type, another ssage quickly ca over.
[There’s nothing particularly odd otherwise... just... just... the one who slipped the love letter...]
[...is a girl.]
Shirakawa Sawahei froze at first, then his expression swiftly grew increasingly peculiar.
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