A Boy With a Communication Problem – I Started Tutoring as a Part Time Job and My Student Was the Mo

“Welcome, Kosei-kun!”

I was greeted by Kanzaki-san’s mother.

Today I was at Kanzaki-san’s house again.

Of course, as a tutor, remember?

“Please take good care of me today.”

“My pleasure! I think she’s in her room.”

“I understand… thank you.”

Knock knock. “Are you there, Kanzaki-san?”

“Ah! Nakajima-kun! Come in, come in!!”

“Excuse me…”

“You don’t have to be so formal!”

No, everyone does that when they go into a girl’s room… right? Maybe it’s just me?

“Actually… there’s one thing I wanted to ask you today, Nakajima-kun… is it okay?”

“What? What is it? I don’t mind…”

Eh? What did I do? Remember, it’s ‘me’…

I didn’t do anything… perhaps…

“I talked to you on the day of the exam…two years ago. Don’t you remember, Nakajima-kun?”

The day of that exam…?? Did I talk to anyone…?

I don’t remember…

“I’m sorry. I don’t remember…”

“I see… but I’m sure you’ll remember! Yeah, I’ll make you remember!”

“Ha, ha…”

What was Kanzaki-san talking about with all this energy…?

What in the world did I and Kanzaki-san talk about that day?

At this time, I had completely forgotten about the conversation I had with Kanzaki-san that day.

“Well then, Nakajima-kun! You’ll take care of me today, right?”

“Yes…”

My second tutoring session began.