Reading comprehension—just study Literature, and you'll never escape this dish.
And because most reading texts are classical works by ancient people, no one really cares what the author actually thought, since they can't exactly pop the coffin lid open and co punch the test writer in the face.
A wise man once said: "A thousand people have a thousand brains. So it's normal for everyone to interpret things differently."
Sakurai Saki understood this principle very well.
But his students seed to be too stupid.
"Sakurai-san~ Sakurai-san! Why do we have to understand the author's thoughts!?"
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Yotsuba raised her hand and shouted.
She had just gotten back from school, and just as promised, ca ho a little after six.
"...That's a question you should ask the teacher who made the test, not ."
Sakurai Saki was speechless at this idiot, because she was outright denying the whole assignnt.
This question was like asking 'Why do we have to live?', totally aningless!
Why not go ahead and ask why we even have exams?
"As long as I get a high score, who gives a damn what the author was thinking."
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Itsuki was a bit on the extre side.
As long as she got good grades, within the allowed boundaries, Itsuki would use any thod!
At the mont, the group was sitting down eating dinner at the dining table.
"Alright already, stop talking about school stuff. It's dinner ti, right?"
Nino said as she scooped more rice for Itsuki, who had just finished a bowl.
She had clearly just eaten a bunch of at buns earlier—how could this little sister still eat so much now?
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Nino glanced at Itsuki's belly, which was perfectly flat. She couldn't see anything abnormal at all.
'Why is it that I stretch for half an hour every night, and my figure still looks exactly like Itsuki's?'
Nino thought to herself, then glanced again at Itsuki's thighs—round, full.
Knew it. All the energy went into her thighs.
She must've gained weight again.
Lately, Itsuki hadn't been willing to tell her weight either. Last ti she even said she wanted to work out and lose weight together, but didn't keep it up for long.
"I'm done eating."
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Miku said in a gentle voice.
After speaking, she stood up, planning to wash her bowl.
"Sakurai-san, do you want more rice?"
Nino looked at his empty bowl.
Sakurai Saki was about to hand over his bowl, when he noticed his shadow on the ground starting to move again.
It was heading toward Miku.
Sakurai Saki felt like his shadow had a real soft spot for Miku, always trying to push the two of them together.
"Never mind, I'm full too."
Sakurai Saki replied to Nino.
Then, he quickly walked after Miku.
The shadow on the ground scratched its head, then suddenly seed to wake up, ran over to Miku's shadow and deliberately tripped her.
Miku stumbled a step.
"Huh?"
She didn't even have ti to react.
Sakurai Saki imdiately stepped forward and caught her in his arms.
"You okay?"
Miku froze for a few seconds, then softly mumbled: "Umu…"
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At the dining table, Nino saw Miku nearly fall and broke into a cold sweat on her behalf.
After seeing Sakurai Saki catch her, Nino let out a sigh of relief.
But once she realized the two of them still hadn't let go of each other, Nino started to feel uneasy: '...Helping's fine and all, but what's with hugging her for so long?'
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But it wasn't really her place to interrupt. So frustrating!
"Um… Saki-kun…"
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