Real teaching, but diary flow

That's right, she located it based on the name.

By searching through the names of all the first-grade students in my memory, I was able to find the answer.

"...I don't know him." After a moment of silence, Horikita Suzune shook her head: "But the evaluation he gave me wasn't very good."

Phrases like "I want to fight everyone but I can't beat anyone" and "They seem unapproachable but I feel like they'd cry a lot if I beat them up" are full of sarcasm.

"...This guy has never given anyone a good review, has he?" Kikyo Kushida rolled her eyes. "Oh, except for the 'NPCs' he said he liked."

"But since they're all being referred to as 'NPCs,' it's hard to say that liking them is a good compliment."

She has no desire to win the other person's affection.

Kikyo Kushida would rather he simply forget about her altogether, just like he's been doing lately, abandoning the 'two-faced man' he initially adored and running off to his favorite 'little princess'.

Better to die than to die myself; I'd rather have one of my fellow Daoists die to make her happy.

...However, um, should I remind Asakusa Toru about the special exam?

Forget it, I shouldn't share this kind of information with others that I can't lock the time or the content of.

"So, what are your thoughts?" Kikyo Kushida asked, leaning on the table. "Do I feel like I've learned a few more secrets about other people?"

"But what good will that do?"

Yes, but what's the use?

Aside from satisfying my own vile voyeuristic desires, I'd rather have someone call me "Mom" a couple more times.

Subtly, Kikyo Kushida seemed to have entered a state of sagehood.

"...Yes, it will help me see myself better," Horikita Suzune said softly.

Her understanding of the world was too shallow, her knowledge of others too limited, and her experience too limited. The people she had met and known were merely superficial pretenses.

Just like Kikyo Kushida, everyone has two sides to them.

Through her rants in her diary, she was able to get to know more people.

Therefore, it is useful.

...Although Horikita Suzune wanted to say that, she still didn't have much confidence.

After all, this was her own business. She stubbornly insisted on maintaining communication with Kikyo Kushida, and even had to stand up straight and say that it would definitely be useful...

She's not capable of doing something like that.

"Okay, okay!" So, after muttering those words, she hurriedly raised her voice: "Thank you for answering the phone today, that's all for today!"

"--Good night!"

With a heavy press of his index finger, he hung up the phone.

"Beep beep beep—" The busy signal rang out, and Horikita Suzune finally breathed a sigh of relief.

She glanced at the terminal, which hadn't displayed any messages, then reached out again, grabbed the diary, and lifted it up.

My gaze followed the direction of the diary upwards.

"..."

She didn't reopen the book; she just read for a few minutes until her hands started to ache before finally putting down the diary.

"...What's the use anyway?"

She couldn't find an answer to this question.

It's really hard to actively lift up pent-up emotions.

A peaceful, tranquil, unpredictable but boring campus life.

...It's a special exam, so come early.

......

Tetsuya Asakusa wants the uninhabited island to arrive as soon as possible.

However, before that, there were two unresolved issues.

One of them was a stalker fan of Airi Sakura, whom he originally intended to write in his diary, but after thinking about it, he stopped and changed it to Ibuki-chan's name.

Upon meeting her gaze, he recognized her as a photo idol and, believing himself to be blessed by fate, began spreading disgusting thoughts.

He can't rest easy until he gets rid of this guy.

Moreover, the identity of 'staff member' can also be exploited.

It would be good to use it to blackmail the school; at least it would make them deserve to die.

The other one is the white gym.

As everyone knows, the white gym has three trainers.

Private assistant coach Amasawa Ichika, ordinary coach Simak Den, who has little presence, and our most powerful gold medal pseudo-coach Ayanokoji Kiyotaka.

I have personally experienced the kung fu of the first two coaches, Toru Asakusa.

But he hesitated to challenge the last coach.

...because he forgot.

cough.

The reason he didn't fight Ayanokouji Kiyotaka immediately after defeating Simakenda was because he had exhausted his resolve and couldn't muster the energy to push himself for a second battle.

So the challenge was put on hold for the time being.

This delay lasted for almost a month.

He had completely forgotten about it.

It's not that he's completely forgotten; at least he still remembers occasionally taking private tutoring sessions.

He hadn't forgotten the guidance and training he received from Tianze Yixia.

But Amasawa is Amasawa, and Ayanokouji is Ayanokouji.

It's about time to prepare to test just how fake this fake person really is.

But until then...

Let's look at the rewards first.

[Today's record completed, this record is rated 'C', currently drawing rewards]

[Draw successful! Congratulations on obtaining the item 'non-prescription glasses']

【Name: Non-prescription glasses】

【Category: Props】

[Effect: When you wear these glasses, people who know you well will mistake you for an inconspicuous stranger.]

[Note: "If your performance is too out of place, people will notice."]

The black-rimmed glasses, similar to those worn by Airi Sakura for decoration, ended up in the hands of Tetsuya Asakusa.

The evaluation and effect were as expected; it can be considered a small prop that can be put to some use.

However, he couldn't think of any job opportunities for the time being.

After all, it was just a 'mistake,' not a real disguise.

If you look at the video frame by frame carefully, you can still tell that it is his.

Compared to going to great lengths to be fully armed, like Kikyo Kushida who wraps herself up like a dumpling with layers of hoodies, hoodies, and masks, the advantage of this thing is that she can wear it anytime.

As for the effect, it seems to be limited to 'familiar people'...

Well, that's probably not a problem.

After all, people you don't know well don't need to wear these glasses; they'll just treat you like a stranger anyway.

It's a pity that if he were a general-purpose assassin, he might have been able to become one thanks to his 'unremarkable' effects.

Never mind, it's not important for now.

Let's go back to the two questions we just discussed.

I'll talk to Sakura about this tomorrow and try to come up with a suitable plan. As a fan of 'Shizuku', it's not unusual for him to bring this up.

After all, that guy was openly displaying his repulsive delusions in public comments on his blog, using the cover of the internet.

Displeasing.

As for the greatest masterpiece...

Let's do it now.

Beat him up all night.

A flow rate of 365 times is enough for tonight.

Taking out his resolute headscarf and wrapping the word 'struggle' around his forehead, Asakusa Toru paused for a moment, composed himself, and ensured that his determination was at its peak.

Then, he closed his eyes and whispered:

"My goal is to finish all the classes at the White Gym before sunrise today."

Instead of saying he wanted to defeat Ayanokoji Kiyotaka, Asakusa Tetsu went a step further and chose the scope of 'all courses'.

In this way, even if there are any special obstacles behind you, you can overcome them all.

If his determination is insufficient to achieve his goal, or if the goal is too unrealistic, the headscarf will naturally slip off.

A few seconds after Asakusa Tetsu finished speaking, the headscarf remained firmly tied around his head.

Successful.

My heart, which had been pounding, settled down, and with a blink of an eye, the membership card silently slipped into my hand, and the surrounding scenery changed accordingly.

A pure white world has returned.

Then, Asakusa Tetsu pushed open the door where the 'fake person' was.

Come on, let me see how much you resemble the Urban Dragon King.

"Whoohoo-"

The door was pushed open, and the gradually widening crack created a whooshing sound as the wind whistled through it.

The dummy's emotionless eyes moved, and although his face remained expressionless, his body had already assumed a battle stance.

The moment Asakusa Tetsu stepped back across the threshold, he suddenly accelerated like an arrow released from a bow, attacking Asakusa Tetsu.

"—"

Hey, hey, hey, what a joke! He heard the sound of something cutting through the air!

Not only did he hear the sound of something cutting through the air, but his gaze could even catch a glimpse of the pure white tiles at Ayanokouji Kiyotaka's original landing point, where pebbles were splashing up and spiderweb-like cracks spread out in an instant, only to be restored to their original state by the self-repairing ability of the white gym.

...Wait, where are the floor tiles in this shabby place?

Asakusa Tetsuya suddenly realized this, and just as the taut fist was about to strike, his vision suddenly took in the whole situation.

The last room is 'realistic'.

From the floor tiles to the ceiling, even the wall behind him mimics the real changes.

In other words, he could see the destructive power of that punch.

"Bam—"

The hunter's gaze was fixed on his body, and Asakusa Tetsu's thoughts raced in that instant, his body reflexively twisting and dodging.

The punch that was meant to land on his face instead slammed into the steel door behind him, which had already closed.

Thus, a dull sound and heavy marks were imprinted on the metal door as the fist made contact with it.

So terrifying.

Although the mark was repaired by itself in the next moment, the destructive power was still engraved in Asakusa Tetsu's eyes.

Is this even human?

If he hadn't been wearing the headband of perseverance, and Kiyotaka Ayanokouji had hit him like that, he would have had to forfeit the match on the spot.

If you graduate, you graduate; if you don't graduate, you don't graduate. Instead of fighting with this bastard, you might as well bully Tianze more.