Demon Slayer: I was taken home by Shinobu Kocho at the beginning.

As for the men... besides Hirata and Nagumo, there are only Ayanokouji and Ike.

Sigh, it's a bit like yin is outnumbering yang... That's really something.

Friday arrived quickly. After the first class, Hirata, the leader of Class D, took advantage of the fact that the students were still in the classroom and quickly went up to the podium.

"The midterm exams are just around the corner. As we all know, if you fail the exams, you will be expelled immediately. Therefore, I would like to organize a study session for two hours after school every day. Everyone is welcome to participate."

As soon as Hirata finished speaking, people responded enthusiastically. Not only were the students who failed the last exam eager to participate, but also those who were on the verge of passing.

"I absolutely do not want anyone to drop out of school because they fail the written test, and the midterm exam also involves an increase in points, so we should seize the opportunity even more."

Several students with good grades are already preparing their exam strategies, so I hope anyone feeling anxious about the midterms will join our book club. Anyone is welcome!

As he said this, Hirata looked tenderly at Sudo, who was sitting in the corner of the last row, and it was obvious who he was talking to.

Seeing this, Tatsuya Kamio shook his head inwardly.

If it were an ordinary person, they would probably have been moved by Hirata long ago.

Unfortunately, the other party was Sudo, and given his stubborn pride, there was absolutely no way he would attend the study session.

Moreover, Hirata, by saying this, aren't you just openly saying—Sudo's grades aren't good, and we need to help him?

Although it's true that Sudo's grades were poor, the more so, the stronger his pride became in that regard.

What's that saying again? The more a person lacks something, the more they care about it.

So even though Sudo seems indifferent to studying on the surface, try laughing at him to his face for being a bad student, and he'll definitely get angry.

Not only Sudo, but also Yamauchi and Ike, who are filled with envy and jealousy towards Hirata, probably won't go.

Well, it's better not to go.

If we just expel these three guys, the class might be a bit quieter.

As for whether it will affect my promotion to Class A, hehe, what does that have to do with me, Tatsuya Kamio, a lazy bum who just wants to lie down and get through these three years?

As soon as Hirata finished speaking, several students who had failed or barely passed immediately surrounded Hirata's seat.

Just as Kamio Tatsuya had predicted, Ike, Yamauchi, Sudo, and the others remained unmoved, even showing expressions of disgust on their faces.

It seems they don't plan to attend the study session organized by Hirata.

At noon, Horikita Suzune looked at Kamio Tatsuya.

"Are you free at noon? If so, would you like to have lunch together?"

Upon hearing Horikita's words, Kamio Tatsuya shuddered.

In other countries, asking this usually means you're asking for a treat.

Will you, Horikita Suzune, treat me to dinner?

Good luck!

"I have an appointment at noon, thank you."

Kamio Tatsuya immediately stood up and left the classroom.

Unsolicited kindness is always suspicious; there's no smoke without fire. You think I'd go out to dinner with you? You must be joking.

After school, Tatsuya Kamio went to the library as usual, and Suzune Horikita came with him and sat opposite him.

"I can only tutor you in the afternoon or evening for tomorrow's class. I plan to invite Chi and the other two to a study session during the day."

Tatsuya Kamio glanced at Suzune Horikita, his expression somewhat doubtful.

Of course, he wasn't doubting whether Horikita Suzune had actually invited Ike and the others, but rather whether she could actually get those three out.

Chapter 45 Kamuroku: Take My Elbow Strike

Tatsuya Kamio's undisguised expression of suspicion annoyed Suzune Horikita.

"What kind of expression is that? Do you think I can't do it?"

What the hell!

You actually guessed it right!

You're amazing! Here's a verbal compliment for you!

"Let's not talk about that for now." Kamio Tatsuya directly changed the subject. "In the end, you shouldn't be obligated to help them review, since it was their own choice not to participate in Hirata's study group."

"As expected, you were surprised."

"Yes, I was surprised."

Seeing Tatsuya Kamio's serious expression, Suzune Horikita felt a tightness in her chest and a surge of displeasure.

"They left the classroom immediately after school today, and they probably won't attend Hirata's study sessions afterward. If this continues, they are very likely to fail."

But this exam score will increase the class's points, and I don't want them to drag me down.

Kamio Tatsuya nodded, very honestly.

only……

Compared to the lowered average score, the loss of population itself is more likely to put Class D in a passive position.

"Are you sure you can get them to come to your study session?"

"So I asked Ayanokoji for help."

Wow, you actually asked Ayanokouji for help.

Although that guy seemed close to Ike and the others, in reality, Ike and his group only treated Ayanokouji as an errand boy and didn't respect him at all.

Horikita, you can't even see this?

And that Ayanokouji guy is something else. He can actually tolerate being summoned and dismissed at will. A normal person would have turned against those guys long ago.

"What do you plan to do if Ayanokouji doesn't bring the person over?"

"Then he has no reason to live."

Hehe, Horikita Suzune, do you think you looked cool when you said that?

So you never even considered the possibility of Ayanokouji failing to perform his duties.

Not to mention you don't think three steps ahead for every step you take, you can't even see the next step clearly when you take one step. With your method of feeling your way across the river, do you really think you can lead this bunch of burdens from Class D to Class A?

You're being far too arrogant.

No, this might not be arrogance, but rather haughtiness.

"Then come on."

Horikita's decision did not affect Tatsuya Kamio's study plans.

He could learn just as well without Horikita; Horikita was more of a tool in this situation.

The next day, Saturday.

After getting up and having breakfast, Kamio Tatsuya went to the library alone. During this time, he seemed to have returned to his previous life when he was preparing for graduate school entrance exams.

They often go into the library.

Learning is something that requires perseverance, as many proverbs clearly state, such as "learning is like rowing against the current; if you don't advance, you fall behind."

For example, if you don't read for three days, your IQ will be lower than a pig's.

So, Tatsuya Kamio went to his usual spot, but there were other customers there today.

When Tatsuya Kamio arrived, the other person happened to look up at him.

After their eyes met, Tatsuya Kamio moved and sat down opposite him.

"I thought you were going to run away."

"Ha, who do you think I am? A mere shrine, why would I need to run away?"

Kamio Tatsuya looked disdainful.

No sooner had he finished speaking than Kamio Tatsu felt his foot being stepped on while it was under the table.

Leaning back, he looked under the table and saw Kamuro's feet, clad in black stockings and indoor shoes, right there on his feet.

However, because the soles of the indoor shoes are soft, it didn't hurt at all.

But then again, her legs are quite nice; I wonder what they feel like to the touch...

"What are you thinking?"

"It's nothing," Tatsuya Kamio said with a hint of regret, withdrawing his gaze from Kamuro's legs.

After staring at Tatsuya Kamio for a while, Kamuro uttered a single word: "Vulgar."

What?

"How am I vulgar? You'd better give me an explanation. Even I don't accept being slandered so casually."

Weren't you just looking at my legs?

what?

Discovered?

Kamio Tatsuya was shocked, and then immediately turned the tables on him without any reason: "It's all your fault for wearing a skirt. If you had worn pants, I wouldn't have been able to see anything."

Kamuro remained unmoved, a look of disgust on his face: "Pervert."

Damn, there's no way to refute that.

Do men who aren't lecherous really exist in this world?

To avoid continuing the conversation, Tatsuya Kamio immediately changed the subject: "By the way, are you alone today? Isn't that white-haired guy here?"

"How much do you hate her that you won't even call her by her name? Besides, I have no obligation to follow her around 24/7. She's just a cripple, not someone who can't take care of herself."

Kamuro withdrew his foot from Tatsuya Kamio's instep and said unhappily.

Kamio Tatsuya laughed at Kamuro's words.

"That's true, but I don't think the problem with that guy is his legs."

"Not on her legs? Then why is she using crutches?"

“If there really was a problem with her legs, her leg muscles should have atrophied even more. I’ve observed her legs, and they still look fairly rounded; they don’t seem like they’re completely immobile.”

After Kamio Tatsuya finished speaking, Kamuro looked at him with disdain once again.

"abnormal."

NM.

Kamio Tatsuya felt very angry. He could easily deal with Horikita and Sakayanagi, who were both sharp-tongued, but why was he being dealt with in Kamuro?

Is this a case of one thing subduing another?

No, I must fight back!

Kamio Tatsuya stood up, pushed the book he had just taken out diagonally across from him, and then sat down next to Kamuro.

"Kamuro, we're pretty familiar with each other now, aren't we?"

His actions immediately alerted Kamuro.

"What do you want to do?"

"Of course, it's about doing what a pervert would do."

Before he could finish speaking, Kamio Tatsuya reached out and placed his hand on Kamuro's leg, which looked very nice to touch, and even gave it a squeeze.

He certainly wouldn't dare do this to anyone else, but it didn't matter to Kamuro, because he had leverage over the other party.

Kamio Tatsuya's thinking was simple: I have a lot of leverage over you, and the fact that our relationship hasn't developed into anything like doujinshi is already more than enough of me being kind.

Now that you dare to provoke me, I'll make you reflect on your actions.

Ok.

Is this what a sixteen-year-old girl's thighs look like?

It feels great; it looks like someone who's been working out.

When the other person's hand landed on his thigh, Kamuro's body stiffened instantly, and his mind went blank.