The undisguised look of doubt on Kamio Tatsuya's face made Horikita Suzune a bit annoyed.
"What's with that look? Do you think I can't do it?"
Holy crap!
You actually guessed it!
You're so amazing, I'll give you a verbal compliment!
"Let's put that aside for now." Kamio Tatsuya directly chose to change the topic, "In the end, you shouldn't have an obligation to help them study, since not attending Hirata's study group is their own choice."
"As expected, you're surprised."
"Yes, I'm surprised."
Looking at Kamio Tatsuya's serious expression, Horikita Suzune felt a tightness in her chest and a surge of annoyance.
"They left the classroom immediately after school today, and they probably won't attend Hirata's study group later either. If things continue like this, there's a high chance they'll fail.
But the exam results this time will increase the corresponding class points, and I don't want to be held back by them."
Kamio Tatsuya nodded, very honestly.
But...
Compared to being dragged down by the lower average score, it's the loss of people themselves that will more easily put Class D at a disadvantage.
"Are you sure you can get them to come out and join your study group?"
"So I asked Ayanokouji."
Wow, you actually asked Ayanokouji.
Although that guy seems close to Ike and them, in reality, Ike's group just treats Ayanokouji like an errand boy and doesn't respect him at all.
Horikita, can't you even see that?
And also, Ayanokouji can put up with being bossed around like that. A normal person would have already turned against that group.
"What if Ayanokouji doesn't bring the people over? What are you going to do?"
"Then he has no reason to live."
Hehe, Horikita Suzune, do you think you looked cool when you said that just now?
So you haven't even considered what to do if Ayanokouji doesn't do a good job.
You don't think three steps ahead, you can't even see the next step. With your method of feeling your way across the river, you want to lead this bunch of dead weight in Class D to Class A?
Aren't you being a bit too confident?
No, perhaps it's not confidence, but arrogance.
"Then good luck."
Horikita's decision didn't affect Kamio Tatsuya's study plan.
He can study even without Horikita. Horikita is mostly playing the role of a tool.
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 days of preparing for graduate school in his past life.
He often hangs out in the library.
Because studying is something that requires persistence, and many sayings make it clear, such as "studying is like rowing upstream, if you don't advance, you'll fall behind."
And also, "three days without reading, your IQ is lower than a pig's."
So, Kamio Tatsuya arrived at his usual spot, but there were other guests there today.
When Kamio Tatsuya arrived, the other person happened to look up.
After their eyes met, Kamio Tatsuya moved his feet and sat down across from the person.
"I thought you were going to run away."
"Heh, who do you think I am? Just Kamuro, do I need to run away?"
Kamio Tatsuya looked disdainful.
As soon as he finished speaking, Kamio Tatsuya felt his foot under the table get stepped on.
He leaned back and looked under the table. Kamuro's foot, wrapped in black stockings and wearing indoor slippers, was indeed on his foot.
But because the bottom of the indoor slippers was soft, it didn't hurt at all.
But on the other hand, her legs are quite pretty, I wonder what they feel like...
"What are you thinking about?"
"Nothing." Kamio Tatsuya withdrew his gaze from Kamuro's legs, saying with some regret.
Kamuro stared at Kamio Tatsuya for a while before saying, "Pervert."
Huh?
"Why am I a pervert? You better give me an explanation. Even I won't accept being slandered randomly."
"Weren't you just looking at my legs?"
What?
I was found out?
Kamio Tatsuya was shocked and immediately counterattacked unreasonably, "It's your fault for wearing a skirt. If you wore pants, I wouldn't be able to see them."
Kamuro remained unmoved, with a look of disgust on her face, "Pervert."
Damn it, there's no way to argue with that.
Does a non-perverted guy even exist in this world?
To avoid the topic from continuing, Kamio Tatsuya immediately changed the subject, "Speaking of which, are you the only one here today? Is that white-haired girl not here?"
"Why do you hate her so much? You won't even say her name. Also, I don't have the obligation to follow her 24 hours a day. She's just a cripple, it's not like she can't take care of herself."
Kamuro withdrew her foot from Kamio Tatsuya's foot, saying unhappily.
Kamio Tatsuya was amused by Kamuro's words.
"That's true, but I think that girl's problem doesn't seem to be with her legs."
"Not with her legs? Then why is she using a cane?"
"If it really was a problem with her legs, her leg muscles should be more atrophied. I've observed her legs, and they look pretty round, not like she can't move them at all."
After Kamio Tatsuya finished speaking, Kamuro looked at him again with a disgusted expression.
"Pervert."
Damn it.
Kamio Tatsuya felt angry. He could easily deal with Horikita and Sakayanagi's sharp tongues, but why was he being taken down by 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 to the opposite corner, and sat down next to Kamuro.
"Kamuro, we're pretty close by now, right?"
His actions immediately aroused Kamuro's vigilance.
"What do you want to do?"
"Of course, do what a pervert should do."
Before the words could even finish, Kamio Tatsuya directly reached out and placed his hand on Kamuro's legs, which looked very good to touch, and even squeezed them a bit.
He would never dare to do this to someone else, but Kamuro is okay, because he has something on her.
Kamio Tatsuya's thinking was simple: I hold a major secret of yours, I've already been more than courteous by not letting our relationship develop in a perverted direction.
Now, you dare to provoke me, so I have to make you reflect on yourself.
Hmm.
Is this the thigh of a sixteen-year-old girl?
It feels good, she seems to have been exercising.
And after his hand landed on her thigh, Kamuro's body suddenly stiffened, and her mind went blank.
For a moment, she forgot even to resist, let alone avoid it, just letting that restless hand roam back and forth on her elastic thigh.
But soon, Kamio Tatsuya withdrew his hand.
He couldn't touch any more, this body's reaction was a little too much.
And Kamuro had calmed down now, and the more she thought about it, the more ashamed and angry she felt, and then she delivered an elbow strike to Kamio Tatsuya's side.
Upon contact, Kamio Tatsuya immediately leaned his upper body on the table, covering the area where he was elbowed with both hands, a painful expression on his face.
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