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"Oh!"
Hayakawa breathed a sigh of relief and beamed with joy.
Victory is assured! Victory is assured!!
The key to the new world is already in our hands.
Hayakawa smiled slightly, then immediately straightened up and became serious.
We still can't let our guard down. After all, there's still half a semester left in the event, and it's hard to guarantee that another unpredictable pawn like Natsukawa Masaki will emerge and threaten our throne.
It looks like I need to adjust my study time.
Hayakawa handed the crumpled paper back to Natsukawa Masuzu, and said, unusually, "Thank you, Natsukawa, you've been a great help."
"Just a verbal thank you?"
Natsukawa Masaki's fair face showed visible disdain: "Men only know how to talk the talk, can't they do anything practical?"
"Uh…"
Hayakawa couldn't stand being looked down upon, so he slammed his hand on the table and said, "Speak up, what do you want? As long as it doesn't affect my studies, I'll agree to whatever you say."
"That's what you said,"
A knowing smile flashed in Natsukawa Masaki's eyes as she pretended to ponder, "Let me think about it and I'll tell you when I come up with a plan."
Hayakawa said arrogantly, "Whatever."
He was not short of money and was an "upright and honest" person, so he was not afraid of Natsukawa Masami making any demands on him.
Thinking this, Hayakawa lowered his head slightly and began to consider his study plan to maintain his current ranking.
But it doesn't seem that difficult...
After all, although his grades couldn't compare to those of Furuhashi, Ogata, and the person in front of him, they were still much better than those of other students.
Indeed, the key to the new world belongs to me, and no one can take it away.
Hahaha, hahaha!
Hayakawa's lips curled into a smirk, and he gradually became smug.
……
swimming pool.
"Mamoru-chan?"
A female student in a swimsuit slowly surfaced and asked Umaru, who was sitting by the pool, with curiosity, "I've never heard of your grades before. How were your grades in your old high school?"
"My grades?"
Doma Umaru paused for a moment, then smiled sheepishly: "It's actually pretty good..."
"My monthly exams at my old high school..."
She said, "I'm always first in my grade."
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"Amazing!"
Upon hearing this, the female student's eyes widened slightly, and she climbed to the edge of the swimming pool: "Xiao Mai's grades are that good?"
"It's okay."
Doma, without blushing or skipping a beat, replied, "Because I work very hard."
Yes… She's been playing the recently released game "Future World: New Era" so hard that she's been staying up all night for several days in a row, which has really exhausted her. But she can't help it; this new concept game is just too fun, and she can't resist the temptation.
"Teach me sometime, my grades dropped in the last monthly exam."
The girl tilted her head back with a silly grin: "The students in the next class, Furuhashi and Ogata, have gotten tutors, and their grades have improved so much! I wish I could have a tutor too, so my mom could buy me a new phone. I've had this phone for ages, and I recently saw a new one I really like..."
"Okay, okay, I'll have time."
Doma responded politely, her snow-white legs swaying gently in the water like a mermaid, a carefree and peaceful smile on her face.
Old bridge... Ogata...
This name sounds familiar.
……
Learning is great!
Hayakawa raised his head, his eyes sparkling with satisfaction as he stood up to go eat. Four consecutive main courses had truly left him energized and refreshed, his face even slightly flushed.
"Are you going to eat?"
Natsukawa Masuzu gracefully tidied her textbooks, and when she saw Hayakawa get up, she asked him a question leisurely.
"Ah."
Hayakawa was in a good mood and casually replied.
"Oh, I see. But I'm not really keen on going."
Natsukawa Masuzu turned her head, propped her chin on one hand, and said lazily, "There are too many people in the cafeteria, and every time I go there, some random guy will shamelessly sit down, so I stopped going after a few times."
"Uh…"
Hayakawa thought to herself, "What does it matter to me whether you go or not?" However, because Natsukawa Masuzu had just revealed extremely important information to her, the two of them were now in a very delicate and friendly relationship. So Hayakawa asked with feigned concern, "So what do you usually eat for lunch?"
"I?"
Natsukawa Masaki said weakly, "Order takeout, or have the servants at home bring food."
"Oh, that's quite convenient."
Hayakawa's expression shifted upon hearing this, thinking it seemed like a good idea; having a servant bring lunch would save time going to the cafeteria.
Eh?
Which is faster, getting from the classroom to the cafeteria or getting from the classroom to the school gate?
Natsukawa Masaki gave Hayakawa a strange look, somewhat surprised that Hayakawa didn't react to her words at all.
Most high school boys would react to the word "servant," perhaps realizing their own superiority and becoming loyal dogs from then on.
"Then why don't you order takeout today, or have the servant deliver it?"
Hayakawa held his "It's really easy to remember" notebook in his hand, intending to read it as he walked to the cafeteria.
"I don't want to order takeout today."
Natsukawa Masaki looked at Hayakawa and said in a sarcastic tone, "I don't want to trouble the servants either."
Hayakawa frowned: "Then what will you eat?"
"Anyway, you're going to the cafeteria,"
Natsukawa Masuzu slightly curled her pink lips at Hayakawa and said matter-of-factly, "Could you please bring me a meal while you're at it?"
"... "
Hayakawa wanted to refuse; he was so great that he would rather kill a mere pawn than be used by someone like her. But thinking that this woman still had some use to her, even though he clenched his fists and his face turned red, he could only swallow his anger and say, "...Okay."
You've been humiliated yet again! Hayakawa, you must endure this humiliation for the sake of the greater cause!
Finally, one day, I will…
"Simple bread and water will suffice."
Natsukawa Masuzu smiled gently and looked at Hayakawa expectantly: "Thank you very much."
"It's okay, it should be."
Hayakawa turned around with a smile, then his face twisted violently, looking as ferocious as a zombie, before slowly leaving the classroom.
With his back to the classroom door, Hayakawa clutched his heart. Humiliation welled up from the bottom of his heart, overwhelming his mind and body, and causing his soul to suffer a pain that felt like it was being torn apart.
Like... love...
The pain was unforgettable... but I forgot about it in the middle, and that became me.
……
Umaru is furious! What's wrong with this school?
The first class went overtime, so I went straight to the swimming pool for the second and third classes. After quickly changing my clothes, I went back to the pool just in time for the fourth class, and then went to have lunch.
Does this school not have breaks between classes?
Doma Umaru, his back aching from the exertion, slowly walked toward the cafeteria, having no intention of going to Class B. He figured Hayakawa was most likely not in the classroom at this time of day, and if he went there, he would probably be disappointed and go hungry.
She was completely exhausted and wanted to quickly see what the school cafeteria was like.
As she rounded a secluded corner, Doma Umaru suddenly froze, because she heard a strange sound.
"Pain! It hurts too much!"
What's going on?
Doma was thinking to himself when he was suddenly bumped into by someone rushing around the corner.
"what!"
Doma Umaru was already exhausted, and when someone bumped into her, she fell backward. Fortunately, the person in front of her reacted quickly and pulled her back.
"Ah, thank you..."
Doma uttered something subconsciously, but her expression changed instantly when she saw the face of the person in front of her, and her beautiful eyes widened.
"fine."
The woman in front of him let go of his hand, but her nose suddenly twitched, and her expression changed abruptly.
Doma Umaru: "..."
Hayakawa: "..."
"you…"
After a long silence, Doma Umaru took a half step back, subtly adopting a defensive stance reminiscent of a female Street Fighter character, and asked warily and confidently, "Is it Hayakawa?"
"No,"
Hayakawa said expressionlessly, "My name is Natsukawa Masaki."
"Are you kidding me? Your height and build are exactly the same as that night, and your appearance hasn't changed much either."
Doma Umaru said expressionlessly, "You think I wouldn't recognize you just because you're wearing a mask? Besides, your name is a girl's, right? Do you think I'm so stupid that I can't even tell the difference?"
"……you,"
Hayakawa remained silent for a long time before suddenly asking, "Do you remember any of your elementary school classmates besides me?"
"Admit it?"
Doma's expression brightened, then he asked in confusion, "I can't remember anything, it's been so long, why are you asking?"
As Umaru spoke, her face flushed slightly. After all, what she said meant that she didn't remember anyone except Hayakawa, which clearly showed that Hayakawa was very special to her!
"……fine."
Hayakawa said something, then looked Doma up and down, finally revealing a faint smile.
"Umaru-chan".
He called out the girl's name.
Doma Umaru looked startled: "W-what are you doing?"
Hayakawa shook his head, thought for a moment, and said, "Let's find a place to talk."
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