People are in the real teaching, but the inner world

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What's more important is that he unexpectedly found that Suzune was quite cute, so he just let her do what she did.

Sometimes being hated is not a bad thing because you don’t have to worry about maintaining interpersonal relationships.

Even if you do something even more disgusting to the other person, it will only be disgusting +1.

Chapter 6 Yamauchi's Confession Plan

A high school in Tokyo.

In some dark corner.

"What, Yamauchi, you want to confess to Kokuda?" Ike Kanji asked in surprise.

"Yeah, so you better think of a way for me. How do I confess to a girl?"

"...Well, I don't know either, but you probably won't succeed." Chi Kuanzhi waved his hand.

"why?"

"Because - Kushida-chan likes me, so you definitely have no chance."

"Huh? Are you out of your mind?" Yamauchi said speechlessly, "There are people who like an ugly thing like you?"

"Hey, we're both the same, what are you talking about?"

"Chi, why do you think I want to be friends with you? Isn't it because you are ugly?"

"What a coincidence, I thought so too."

"You guy!"

"Come on, duel, there must be a winner today!"

"Come on, come on. I won't call you Grandpa Yamauchi unless I beat you into an ugly monster."

"...You actually slapped me in the face. How despicable! Look at me—"

"Ugh...you sneaked up on me, you bastard!"

……

ten minutes later.

The two men, with bruised faces and noses, lay on the ground with their hands spread out.

Chi Kuanzhi said weakly:

"Yamauchi...what on earth are we doing?"

"Let's fight." Yamauchi glared at him and lay back down. "Only the winner is qualified to confess to Kikyo-chan."

"Then you win, go ahead, and don't cry if you get rejected."

"What do you think of me?" Yamauchi said unhappily, "I... just like Kikyo's body, I don't really like her, really."

"You are such a terrible person...you."

"You are the same... and you still have the nerve to say that to me."

Ike Kanji remained silent.

There are some things he actually knows, but speaking them out is another matter.

Just like he said Kikyo liked him, it was just to satisfy his own vanity.

He knew that there were many boys who were more popular than him, such as the most popular boy in the class, Hirata Yosuke. Even if Kikyo liked Hirata, she would not like him.

Although he still had a glimmer of hope in his heart, like a gambler, fantasizing that Kikyo would really fall in love with him, but what he felt more was the helplessness of reality.

reality.

A horrible thing.

No one can decide their appearance, no one can decide their IQ, and no one can decide their family background.

Everything in this world seems to be destined, the ending is determined from birth, and geniuses can get what they want without any effort.

A fool can never catch up even if he spends his whole life.

He knew he was a fool.

But, if even he himself denies himself.

I'm afraid there will be nothing left.

"Yamauchi, you win, go confess."

"I won in the first place, alright." Yamauchi pouted, "So, what should I do?"

"Are you sure you want to ask me?"

"……Well."

Yamauchi then remembered the key to the problem. He seemed to have asked the wrong person.

Then wouldn't this fight be in vain?

Unlucky.

……

In the end, Yamauchi was still prepared to ask Eito for advice. After all, it was Eito who asked him to confess, so he had to take responsibility to the end.

Then we searched half the school and finally found each other under an umbrella in front of the milk tea shop.

He was alone at the moment, with a cup of lemon tea on the table. He supported his chin with one hand and held the rim of the cup with the other.

From time to time, he would hold the straw in his mouth and take a sip. His eyes seemed to be out of focus, as if he was thinking about something. His face was comfortable yet a little melancholy.

That handsome face seemed to add to his charm. Combined with the quiet environment, a special space was formed within a radius of half a meter, as if it were a different world, somewhat out of tune with the surrounding space.

This strange atmosphere made people who occasionally passed by couldn't help but look at him.

Yamauchi mercilessly broke the atmosphere and sat down in front of Eito:

"Hey, what are you pretending to be, an old man on vacation?"

"Clam?"

Eito wakes up and looks at him in confusion.

Although he didn't say anything, Yamauchi could read his simple and easy-to-understand words from his eyes.

【What the hell are you talking about? 】

"Never mind. This time I have a question for you. Tell me the truth. How should I confess my feelings? Although I don't want to admit it, you should understand."

"Oh, it's very simple." Eido lay on the table boredly, stretched out his index finger and gestured, "xx, I like you, can you date me... No, I have someone I like... Sorry to bother you. The process is roughly like this."

"Stop joking, I'm asking how I can confess to Kikyo-chan, can you be serious?"

Eito still didn't get up and continued to instruct him:

"That's also very simple... Little Kikyo, can I marry you... ...I hate it, Yamauchi-kun, I want to be friends with everyone, I can't marry you, meow... ...Wuwuwu, I don't want to live anymore, my little Kikyo, my little Kikyo, wuwuwu, wuwuwu——"

"Enough——" Yamauchi stood up angrily, his face red. "You are really kidding me, and Kikyo-chan won't meow. You are not talking about Kikyo-chan at all."

"How do you know that, meow? What if he's flirting with his boyfriend in private and says that, meow?"

"What, he has a boyfriend?"

"..."

"Tell me quickly, does she have a boyfriend?"

"Maybe... maybe... maybe, she is so cute, how could she not have a boyfriend?"

"What!" Yamauchi shouted, "You mean she's not a virgin?"

"…So this is where your focus is."

"Impossible, you're lying." Yamauchi grabbed his collar excitedly, "Little Kikyo is so cute, how could she be a bitch?"

Not wanting to complain about the standard of a bitch that Yamauchi mentioned, Eito sighed, slapped his hand away, and stood up to leave:

"You can find out if you ask her whether she is a virgin or not."

"Yes, but do you think Kikyo will be angry if I ask such a question? Will she say... Dear Yamauchi-kun, you actually doubt whether I am a virgin. I hate you. My first time will only be reserved for you. Ah~ Don't touch me. I will show you when we return to the room. Ah~ Don't lift my clothes here. People will find out. I hate you... Hey, where are you?"

Yamauchi looked up, but the guy who was there just now was nowhere to be seen.

Not far away, there were a few girls covering their mouths and laughing secretly.

"Hmph, useless stuff."

Yamauchi glared at the two girls, cursed Eito's entire family in his heart, and then left in anger.

Chapter 7 Friends, delicious

The school has a total of 3 student dormitories, one for each grade, with boys in the lower floors and girls in the upper floors.

Eito lives in the third room on the fourth floor of the first-year dormitory.

Each person’s dormitory is independent, with a bathroom and bedroom, and is about ten square meters in size.

Although the area is not particularly large, it is rare to find a school with single rooms, let alone a high school or even a university.

After coming back from outside, he began to decorate the room.

First, the quilts, furniture and everything else must be put in place, and then comes the most critical step.

He took out a few miniature cameras he had bought earlier from his pocket, installed SD cards, and placed them in several inconspicuous locations to ensure that the entire house could be captured. In addition, the cameras also have the function of recording sound.

He made these preparations not because he had any special hobbies, such as becoming an AV director, but just in case.

What if someone sneaks into his room and does something bad?

For example, Ayanokouji-san.

You must never let your guard down in front of Ayanokouji, because he is from the White House, and although Ayanokouji treats him as a friend on the surface, he has no idea what the other person is actually thinking, whether he treats him as a tool or something else.

Therefore, he had to prepare for the worst, so that even if Ayanokouji wanted to sell him in the future, he would be able to take countermeasures at any time.

Fortunately, he is a time traveler and knows a lot of information that others don’t know.

Some people worship strength too much, but they don’t know that the power of intelligence is no less than strength.

Moreover, intelligence is also a kind of strength, and the most critical one.

After putting everything in order, I glanced at the sunset outside the window and realized that it was already dusk.

I spread my hands and let my body lie on the freshly laid quilt. All the muscles and bones in my body relaxed at this moment, and I felt that all the fatigue accumulated throughout the day had disappeared.

"It's so comfortable."

Everything seemed unimportant and he just wanted to have a good sleep.

Then I really fell into a deep sleep in a daze.

……

the next morning.

After a night's rest, he felt his energy was back to its peak.

He washed up early and left the room.

But I didn't expect to meet Lingyin downstairs.

"…Morning, Horikita?"

The other party glared at him and said unhappily:

"Don't act like we know each other well. We are worse than strangers."

A relationship that is even worse than that of strangers, enemies?