Real teaching, but diary flow

Ignoring Hirata Yosuke in front of her, she turned around and walked up to Yamauchi Haruki under everyone's gaze.

Horikita Suzune is healthy.

She believes that she is no less capable than most people, both in terms of academic ability and physical fitness.

Not to mention, it's Haruki Yamauchi.

"Hey, what do you want to do?" As if sensing her thoughts, Haruki Yamauchi couldn't help but start backing away.

Even though it was just a girl in front of him, for some reason he had the same feeling as Hirata, who had just been standing in front of him with a dark expression.

"If you want an explanation..."

As soon as she finished speaking, Horikita Suzune's long leg shot up into the air, and her swift and powerful strike landed squarely on Yamauchi Haruki's abdomen.

"—That's the explanation."

Chapter 58 Have an Ice Pop

"vomit--"

The incredibly heavy blow sent stomach acid churning through his soft abdomen; if he hadn't skipped breakfast, he probably would have vomited up everything he'd eaten that morning.

Haruki Yamauchi's expression twisted. The attack, which struck at his weak point, not only left him no time to react but also left him with no strength to retaliate. He could only crouch on the ground, trembling, clutching his lower abdomen.

Horikita Suzune did not give chase. Instead, she turned her head to glance at the camera that had clearly recorded all their embarrassing moments, and then turned back to look at the rest of the class.

"I don't need to give anyone an explanation, nor do I have to be responsible for anything." If it were my brother... no, if it were the person behind the diary, perhaps they would say that.

Horikita Suzune casually pulled a tissue from the table beside her, wiping Yamanouchi's indoor shoes as if they were dirty, then crumpled the tissue into a ball and threw it at Yamanouchi. She took a deep breath and continued:

"Ultimately, what you want is not my explanation."

"You just want to hold one person accountable for the zero-point assessment."

"But I'm sorry, I won't be that person." Horikita Suzune said coldly, turning around as if avoiding trash, and opened the door at the back of the classroom.

Before leaving, she paused slightly and turned her head: "Then, today, I left early."

"That's it."

Horikita Suzune's figure disappeared behind the door, and Class D fell into a deathly silence.

"..."

"Hahaha." The silence was broken by Rokusuke Koenji, who seemed to have finally finished manicuring his nails: "Horikita girl did a good job. She's more interesting than I imagined."

"On the contrary, you are utterly boring."

"It's time for me to leave too. You can continue searching for a suitable scapegoat." Rising from his chair, Koenji casually walked out of the classroom.

Including Kikyo Kushida, even though it wasn't lunch break time yet, there were three empty chairs in the classroom.

"..."

The others who were left behind looked at each other in silence, unable to say a word.

......

The deserted tree-lined avenue was surprisingly spacious, with a few fallen leaves rustling softly, and a gentle breeze carrying a touch of coolness dispelled the heat brought by the approaching midday sun.

Horikita Suzune wandered along the avenue, lost and directionless.

Although he kicked Haruki Yamauchi in a fit of anger, and left the classroom uttering such harsh words.

But she didn't actually know what she was doing.

Class D's evaluation has already dropped to zero, and there's no room for it to drop any further, no matter how chaotic the class is, no matter if she kicks Yamauchi, no matter if she sleeps in class, skips class, or leaves early.

There will be absolutely no impact.

The camera will faithfully record everything.

The diary's advanced survival rules state that she needs to be constantly aware of any facilities that can record her words and actions.

Therefore, she will remember the presence of the camera and the words spoken earlier.

But...and then what?

What should she do?

How about accumulating 20 million personal points to transfer to another class?

Now that things have come to this, it's probably very difficult for her to work together with the group from Class D anymore.

But if we want to switch classes... where will the money come from?

She didn't earn a single penny this month. If it weren't for the fact that she had already bought most of the daily necessities and that the dormitory was equipped with kitchenware, she might not have been able to get by with just over ten thousand yuan in her hands, and would have had to eat wild vegetable meals in the cafeteria.

Life is already so difficult right now, 20 million is just a number that can only be dreamed of.

"..."

Horikita Suzune never imagined she would have days when she needed to worry so much about money.

She thought that as long as she did everything perfectly like her brother, she wouldn't need to worry about something as mundane as money.

As a result, she couldn't do as well as her brother, and she also couldn't escape the worries about money.

He accomplished nothing.

Wandering aimlessly, turning around without direction, the empty surroundings gradually became dotted with people, and I had no idea where I had ended up.

...But it doesn't matter anymore.

Wherever I end up, that's where I'll be.

Horikita Suzune had no idea where she was; she didn't look closely or think about it.

I suddenly felt a little tired, and coincidentally, there was a bench by the roadside.

Although it looked like someone was sitting on one side of the chair, she couldn't be bothered to care about that.

Turning around, she grabbed her skirt, sat down, and relaxed, leaning her tense back against the chair back. Horikita Suzune let out a long sigh.

"what......"

She raised her head, closed her eyes, and let the sunlight warm her cheeks through her eyelids.

"..."

Her calm breathing made her incredibly relaxed, so relaxed that she almost forgot there was someone sitting next to her.

"Eek—" Suddenly, an incredibly cold touch reached out from the side and poked her cheek, startling her so much that she let out a strange scream.

She shuddered, and her mind cleared considerably. She turned her head sharply, looking in the direction from which the cold touch had come.

Is it a... popsicle?

There are also popsicles with intact packaging, which are icy cold and perfect for cooling off in the summer.

No, the key isn't whether it's an ice pop or not, the key is who handed it to them.

Following the direction of the popsicle, Horikita Suzune quickly spotted the figure behind the hand that had handed out the popsicle.

Horikita Suzune: "...?"

She seemed to have some recollection of this person.

If she remembered correctly, it was the girl who caused a scene at the stadium when she reunited with her brother, not only embarrassing him but also leaving with him afterwards.

"Want one?" Asakusa Tetsu shook the popsicle in his hand and tilted his head. "It'd be good to clear my head."

"..."

Although there was a bit of a breeze here, unfortunately, the bench wasn't shaded by trees, and as noon approached, the sunlight became increasingly intense.

It still feels a bit hot.

Logically speaking, she shouldn't accept food from a stranger, but... he should know her brother.

So, even if we take it, it's not a big deal.

Moreover, the packaging looked intact, and there were people around, so there was no fear of poisoning.

It's unlikely that anyone would dare to drug someone in this highly developed training environment...

Horikita Suzune thought a lot, but in the end, she chose to accept the popsicle.

"Tear..." The packaging was torn open casually, and wisps of cold air slowly rose up.

After hesitating for a moment, she stuck out her tongue and gently licked it.

It's sweet and cool.

Surprisingly, it calmed me down a bit.

Chapter 59 My brother called me a big idiot.

"Is this how you eat?"

The popsicle owner frowned, clearly dissatisfied.

"Shove it in." As soon as he finished speaking, Asakusa Tetsu reached out and stuffed the entire popsicle into Horikita Suzune's mouth.

"Ugh—" The icy cold air instantly invaded her mouth. The brief sticking of her lips and teeth allowed the temperature to melt the surface ice, and the water covering the popsicle allowed it to sink deep into Horikita Suzune's throat in one go.

Her mouth was suddenly blocked, and the cold sensation even reached her throat, sending a shiver down her spine.

Horikita Suzune quickly pulled out the popsicle and couldn't help but glare at the reckless Asakusa Toru.

"What are you doing!" she asked instinctively, sounding like a coquettish question. Her cold face unexpectedly gained a touch of liveliness under the sunlight.

Faced with the girl's question, Asakusa Tetsu looked completely unconcerned and casually explained, "It's disgusting that you have to drip sweet juice all over your hands after eating for just a few minutes."

"If you want to eat slowly, just put it in your mouth and hold it there; at least it won't drip out."

Asakusa Tetsu's words were so reasonable that Horikita Suzune couldn't find any way to refute them.

Her anger was immediately suppressed, and she could only pout, turn her head away, and put the popsicle back into her mouth.

I must say, it's very sweet.

The delicate tip of her tongue entwined with the melting ice, and sips of sweet water flowed down her throat.

Before long, the popsicle in his hand was reduced to just a wooden stick.

Horikita Suzune raised the wooden stick in her hand, looked at the unexpectedly clear sky, and her stiff thoughts suddenly seemed to begin to thaw.

“...name,” she muttered softly.

Her voice was very soft; it might be difficult to hear clearly in any noisy environment.

But Asakusa Tetsu's hearing is actually quite good.

"Asakusa Toru." So, he gave his name.

"Asakusa... Tetsu?!" Horikita Suzune suddenly turned her head, her eyes wide as she looked at the man beside her.

Is he Toru Asakusa?

The one whose diary says he traded information with Ryuen of Class C a long time ago?! Asakusa Tetsu?!

Horikita Suzune had never known his name before, but now she finally did.

In that instant, a jumble of thoughts flooded her mind.

Why is he here? Why is he offering me an ice pop? What is he trying to do? What does he want?

Then, after a brief brainstorming session, she came to the following conclusion...

Is such that.

"Are you here to mock me?" Horikita Suzune stared straight at Asakusa Tetsu, biting her lip, a sense of grievance rising in her heart: "I'm clearly my brother's sister, and I clearly feel that I'm no longer the useless person my brother used to see, yet I was still assigned to Class D. Not only can I not see the true nature of the school, but I can't even understand other people's hints."

"In the end, this is the only outcome, being used as a scapegoat to shift blame, not even knowing what to do..."

The more Horikita Suzune spoke, the more she felt the slight grievance in her heart begin to grow.

She knew she shouldn't say such things in front of the other person, but she just couldn't help it.

"Are you an idiot?" Asakusa Tetsu asked, puzzled, looking at Horikita Suzune's aggrieved face.