Even with chuunibyou, let's learn together!

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"I'm not from here, I just came here to study,"

Hayakawa Shiro explained, "My hometown is in Tokyo, my mother lives there, and I came here on my own."

"Eh?"

Fumino Furuhashi's eyes widened, and she asked in confusion, "Then why don't you go to school in Tokyo? Why did you come all the way here? Isn't Tokyo good enough? It's the biggest city."

"I came here because I heard that the entrance exams for this high school are very difficult."

Hayakawa Shiro said expressionlessly that enrolling in this high school was the most regrettable thing he had ever done in his life. He aimed for the top spot on both the academic and professional rankings but suffered a crushing defeat. Now, leaving would be considered desertion, and it would shatter his moral compass.

I should have gone to another high school. Toyonosaki Academy nearby was pretty good, or Mizuki Academy. There certainly wouldn't be any of those arts and sciences duos tormenting me.

"That reason..."

Fumino Furuhashi was somewhat speechless: "Hayakawa-kun really loves studying."

"Hmph, of course."

Hayakawa smiled smugly.

"Someone rents a place all the way from Tokyo to go to school,"

Fumino Furuhashi looked at Hayakawa with admiration and said with deep emotion, "Hayakawa-kun is really amazing. I definitely couldn't do that."

"It's nothing, you'll get used to it after a couple of days,"

Hayakawa Shiro shook his head: "Also, this house isn't rented, it's bought."

Fumino Furuhashi: "Hmm?"

"I'm not used to renting a place; it feels like living in someone else's house, very uncomfortable,"

Hayakawa Shiro looked around the room, checking where there was still room to tidy up, and explained, "So I bought this house. It was already furnished by someone else, so I can just move in right away. It's very convenient. I'll sell it after I graduate from high school."

Fumino Furuhashi: "..."

A completely different set of values ​​has emerged.

Just because you felt uncomfortable renting, you bought a house? When did house prices in this city become dirt cheap?

Kids from Tokyo... they're all rich, huh?

Fumino Furuhashi felt a little sentimental, but she wasn't particularly envious. After all, her father was a university professor and her family was quite wealthy, owning a two-story villa in a very prosperous neighborhood. Her privileged upbringing meant that the young girl had no reason to envy other people's living conditions.

"I've said a bit too much,"

Hayakawa Shiro glanced at Furuhashi, then casually reached out to grab her suitcase again. "Let me help you tidy up the room."

"no need."

Fumino Furuhashi immediately snapped out of her daze, snatched the suitcase from Hayakawa's hands, and said with a blushing face, "How could I trouble Hayakawa-san? I can pack it myself."

"this…"

Hayakawa Shiro felt a chill in his heart, and forced a smile as if grasping at the last straw: "At least give me the toiletries, I'll put them in the bathroom for you."

"I'll put it away myself later!"

Fumino Furuhashi gestured for Hayakawa to leave the room, saying, "Alright, Hayakawa-kun, you should go now, I need to tidy up the room."

"Boom!"

The door was tightly closed, and the sound of it being locked could be heard.

Hayakawa Shiro, standing at the door: "..."

In an instant, his face turned pale, and a mix of emotions—loss, resentment, fear, and anger—simultaneously appeared on his face.

You betrayed me!

Such a strong reaction indicated she didn't want me to see what was in her box.

Without a doubt, that woman—Fumino Furuhashi—hid a disgusting and evil object in her box.

This hopeless wicked woman!

Hayakawa Shiro's face turned extremely ugly, his expression even bordering on hatred.

Do you think I'm trying so hard to teach you science? Don't you know how hopelessly incompetent you are when it comes to science? Don't you know how difficult it is to teach you to memorize a few formulas?

I've tried so hard, hoping for just a little reward. Is that too much to ask? Yet you still can't resist secretly studying literature. Isn't that a betrayal of me?

"Goo-ga-ga-ga-ga~"

Hayakawa Haku let out a sinister laugh that sounded like he had turned to the dark side. His eyelids were lowered, and his narrowed eyes gleamed with a dangerous light.

It seems we have to find you.

……

The three of them sat together at the desk in the living room, studying. It looked no different from taking extra classes at the library after school every day. However, although Hayakawa Shiro seemed to be studying the questions seriously, his mind had already wandered far away.

How can we find her...?

Hayakawa Shiro pursed her lips, deep in thought.

The mental theater is activated.

“Among you,”

At the very center of the desk, Hayakawa Shiro lowered his head, clasped his hands together, and said as if casually, "Someone betrayed me."

In an instant, the girls around her had different expressions. Ogata Riju looked puzzled and indignant, while Furuhashi Fumino leaned back in panic and almost fell to the ground. Hidden under the table, she was still tightly clutching a literature textbook that symbolized sin and betrayal.

Hayakawa Shiro: "..."

Let's forget about that. First of all, it's a bit too far-fetched, and secondly, the ending is bad. I don't want to be nailed to the cross.

As expected, I still needed to sneak into her room in the middle of the night to check her suitcase, which is what is known as a night raid.

Although it sounds incredibly embarrassing, Hayakawa Shiro is determined to go and see it.

But tonight is definitely not an option. After all, Furuhashi and Ogata only arrived tonight, and they must be filled with vigilance and unease. Hayakawa knows that if he were to launch a night raid on the very first night, he would most likely be discovered.

Anyway, we'll be staying for two weeks, so there's no rush. Besides, with me at home, it's impossible for her to sneak away to study humanities.

As long as I go to her room occasionally, she can forget about studying any humanities subjects.

Hayakawa Shiro smiled slightly, and Ogata Rizu leaned over and asked, "Hayakawa-san, could you help me with this question?"

"Where where?"

Hayakawa Shiro smiled and glanced down at it: "Let me see. Here's the thing, why would an old person save so much money..."

As soon as I finished explaining a reading comprehension question to Rizu Ogata, Fumino Furuhashi immediately started pestering me.

"Hayakawa-san!"

Fumino Furuhashi panicked and stammered, looking terrified as if she had seen something horrible. She then shoved the notebook in front of Hayakawa: "Look at this problem! There's no way this kind of problem can be solved! How can you prove that two completely unrelated lines on such a simple figure are parallel?!"

"I'm here, I'm here!"

Hayakawa quickly comforted Fumino Furuhashi, who was intimidated by the math problem, and glanced at it before saying without hesitation, "It looks difficult, but you just need to draw an auxiliary line between these two points."

"Auxiliary lines?"

Fumino Furuhashi was immediately filled with questions: "What is that?"

"Huh? You don't know what a guide line is? Really?"

Hayakawa Byaku stared at Furuhashi Fumino with a look of horror. It was hard for this good student to imagine that someone who didn't know what auxiliary lines were could be a 16-year-old high school student, let alone an outstanding genius student in the eyes of his teachers.

"Uh... this,"

Fumino Furuhashi asked somewhat guiltily, "Is it really necessary to know this?"

"Learning high school math without knowing auxiliary lines is like not knowing how to write an essay on a Chinese language exam."

Hayakawa Shiro looked at Furuhashi with a pained expression and disappointment: "What were you doing in math class? Your math teacher definitely talked about this in class."

“I…I,”

Fumino Furuhashi felt as if her heart had been pierced by Haku Hayakawa's disappointed gaze. A wave of bitterness washed over her, and she buried her face in her hands, crouching down on her desk. "Aaaaaah! I'm so sorry! Someone like me who can't control my drowsiness during math class is definitely not qualified to study astronomy. I might as well have been sent to the Eurasian steppes to be eaten by cattle and sheep!"

Fumino Furuhashi screamed and clutched her head in self-reproach as her body gradually shrank.

Hayakawa Shiro: "..."

Again.

Every time I say a few words to her, she acts like she's going to die, so I have to comfort her, otherwise I feel like she's going to hang herself any second.

"Uh...it's okay, learning now is the same,"

Hayakawa Shiro hesitated for a long time before coming up with an excuse for Furuhashi: "Maybe your teacher didn't talk much, and you were just sleepy and didn't hear it. Listening to me now is the same."

Fumino Furuhashi, her head buried in her desk, moved slightly, revealing a pair of uneasy eyes, like a timid squirrel hiding in a tree hole.

Hayakawa Haku hesitated for a moment, then reached out and ruffled Furuhashi's hair in a comforting gesture, before urging, "Stop lying down, come and look at this problem you gave me..."

Fumino Furuhashi then raised her head and cautiously moved a little closer to Hayakawa to listen to him explain how to draw auxiliary lines.

"The number of auxiliary lines is generally small; ninety percent of problems can be solved with just one line, a small percentage require two lines, and there are practically none with more than three lines, since problems requiring multiple auxiliary lines are simply too complex..."

After explaining the problem, Hayakawa Shiro gave Furuhashi a lesson on the application of auxiliary lines: "In short, fewer is more. When drawing auxiliary lines, they must point directly to the answer to the problem."

"I never imagined such a thing existed..."

Fumino Furuhashi nodded, feeling dizzy and confused: "Mathematics is too difficult."

"That's how it is when you first start; after seeing a few more, they'll seem quite ordinary."

Hayakawa Shiro encouraged Furuhashi Fumino: "I believe you can definitely learn it."

I have to encourage you, because if you can't learn it, I'll be in trouble.

Fumino Furuhashi looked at Hayakawa with some surprise, then turned her head and whispered, "I never expected Hayakawa-san to be able to comfort people... It's unbelievable..."

"Excuse me?"

Hayakawa Shiro glanced at Furuhashi, ignored her words, and lowered her head to look at the questions, but suddenly vaguely sensed that someone was watching her from behind, so she immediately turned around to look.

Rizu Ogata was engrossed in her work, acting as if nothing had happened.

Illusion?

Hayakawa Shiro scratched his head and continued studying.

……

Soon it was time for dinner.

"Take a break."

Seeing that both of them were exhausted and had clearly reached their limit, Hayakawa Haku took the lead in putting down his pen and said, "Let's continue after dinner."

"Oh, alright."

Upon hearing this, Fumino Furuhashi threw down her pen as if granted a pardon, and looked at Hayakawa, asking, "Hayakawa-kun, what are we having for dinner?"

"You decide."

Hayakawa Shiro leaned back on the sofa and stretched lazily: "Ordering takeout or eating out is fine. I've been busy all day and I'm a little too lazy to do anything. Let's relax."

How's our udon noodles?

Ogata Rizu suddenly suggested, then looked up at Hayakawa with her cute little face and expectant eyes: "Our udon noodles are delicious."

"Ok?"

Hayakawa Shiro was taken aback for a moment, then said nonchalantly, "Sure."

"Stop!!!"

Fumino Furuhashi was so angry at their coordinated attack that she almost fainted: "What are you two doing?!"

"What's wrong, Fumino?"

Rizu Ogata puffed out her rosy cheeks: "Don't you like my family's udon?"

"You don't even like this national food?"