Even with chuunibyou, let's learn together!

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Sigh, I really don't know what to do with you. It seems the only way is to let the well-educated, gentle, and dignified Sister Guqiao change your excessively extreme thinking.

Look at how clueless Hayakawa is. Even though we're in the same grade, she's definitely younger than me. I should be the older sister, right?

Fumino Furuhashi thought to herself, made up her mind, and glanced at Hayakawa with a slightly smug look.

You always boss me around and order me to study, but in the end, you still need me to help you. It's only because I'm so kind and gentle that I'm taking such good care of you. No one else would be so enthusiastic. After all, Hayakawa, you seem to have some ulterior motives towards me. Other girls wouldn't be so kind as to help an oblivious guy with evil intentions towards them.

But it should be okay now, right? After all, I was studying very seriously just now, and it's my first day here. Even if I was being a little horny, it's not like I should expose my desires on my very first day here...

"Ancient bridge..."

Furuhashi was thinking something good when he suddenly heard Hayakawa call his name. He smiled and looked up to meet Hayakawa's gaze: "What's wrong, Hayakawa-kun?"

"you…"

Hayakawa looked at Fumino Furuhashi and asked seriously, "Do you have someone you like?"

Fumino Furuhashi: "..."

It was exposed on the very first day!

Just how insatiable are you? You started showing your wicked lustful thoughts on the very first night?! I don't even want to think about what outrageous things you're going to do in the next few nights!!

Horrible... The evil desires of self-centeredness, dominated by the lower body, are fully exposed... How terrifying.

Go home… I have to go home right now, a high school student getting pregnant is a death sentence…

Fumino Furuhashi's face turned deathly pale, and all sorts of terrifying fantasies flooded her mind. She managed to say to Shiro Hayakawa, "W-why are you suddenly asking this kind of question?"

I'm really going home if I don't get a reasonable explanation.

"Yes, Hayakawa-san,"

Ogata Rizu, standing nearby, asked in confusion, "Why are you suddenly asking this kind of question? Do you have feelings for Fumino?"

The science-loving girl looked up at Hayakawa, her puzzled expression carrying a hint of unease.

"This one,"

Hayakawa Haku glanced at Furuhashi Fumino and asked, "Can I say?"

Fumino Furuhashi's expression changed drastically. "What?! You confessed to me?! You want Rizu-chan to find out here too?!"

That's so illogical! How could I possibly let you say that?

"It's about Tanaka confessing his feelings to you at noon. I think I can tell you about that."

Hayakawa Shirami Fumino looked puzzled, so he whispered in her ear, his warm breath making the girl's delicate earlobe turn slightly red.

Fumino Furuhashi was initially startled when Hayakawa approached, her face turning red as she tried to dodge. However, she paused after hearing his words, then breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Oh, that's what it is. Go ahead and tell me."

"What did you think it was?"

Hayakawa Shiro was a little confused, so she said to Ogata Riju, "At noon, Furuhashi was confessed to by a boy from the same school."

"Huh? Is that so?"

Ogata Rizu was briefly surprised, then said nonchalantly, "That's true. After all, Fumino is very beautiful and popular, so it's normal for people to like her. So, Fumino, how did you respond in the end?"

"Don't say things like that."

Fumino Furuhashi blushed slightly, then said seriously, "I finally refused. I don't know that person at all. He suddenly came up and confessed to me several times, which bothered me quite a bit, so I refused."

"I just can't understand it!"

After hearing this, Rizu Ogata said speechlessly, "I can't understand at all the way about confessing to a girl you don't even know."

"Most boys are like that,"

Hayakawa shook his head beside him and said, "A pretty face and a slender figure are more important than familiarity or liking."

"Hayakawa-san is a boy too..."

Fumino Furuhashi said expressionlessly from the side.

"I'm different."

Hayakawa said something, then looked at Furuhashi seriously and said, "That's what I wanted to ask you. Although you rejected Tanaka, he still confessed to you. I'm afraid you might be influenced by him and become interested in romance. So I wanted to ask you and Ogata what you think about high school romance?"

"Is that so?"

Rizu Ogata blinked and said, "I didn't expect Hayakawa-san to talk about love so seriously. I don't feel any resistance at all."

Hayakawa said, "It's a very serious topic. Anything related to studying is a serious topic."

"Hmm...about being in love?"

Rizu Ogata lowered her head and pondered for a moment, then said, "It doesn't feel real at all, and I don't have any desire to be in a relationship. Compared to romance, I crave board games more."

"Eh...is that so?"

Hayakawa Shiro's eyes became vacant.

If you're not dating, all you do is play video games. What about your studies as a high school student? Have you forgotten them?

You're beyond saving; you're rotten to the core.

"What about you, Guqiao?"

Hayakawa Shiro silently deducted 10,000 points from Ogata in her mind, then turned to look at the literary girl.

"I?"

Fumino Furuhashi pursed her lips slightly, then turned her head away from Hayakawa Shiro's gaze and said softly, "My true feelings are... I don't want to be in a relationship. Even if I meet a very nice person, I want to focus on my studies, so I'm sorry."

Her voice was soft, yet very earnest, as if she were simply answering Hayakawa's question.

In her heart, this was also a response to Hayakawa's feelings.

A polite refusal is essentially a "friend zone" response.

"Yeah…"

Hayakawa was slightly taken aback by Furuhashi's words, then smiled with satisfaction.

"That's good."

At that moment, Fumino Furuhashi looked at the calm, seemingly melancholy smile on Hayakawa's face and suddenly felt a slight pang in her heart.

Chapter Sixteen [X] The First Meeting with the Little Devil Senior

Time off when you're not studying always flies by. The group had barely exchanged a few words when there was a knock at the door.

"The delivery should have arrived."

Hayakawa Shiro glanced at the doorway, then stood up from the sofa and walked towards the entrance: "I'll go get it, you guys wait here."

"Ok."

Fumino Furuhashi replied with a sentence and then continued chatting with Ogata.

Hayakawa Shiro arrived at the door and opened the door that had been knocked on, only to find that there was no one outside, just the empty night.

"Strange, what about people?"

Hayakawa Shiro glanced to the side in confusion, thinking it was a prank by the neighbor's child.

Where are you looking?!

Just as Hayakawa was looking around, a shy and indignant voice suddenly came from below: "I'm here!"

"Ok?"

Hayakawa Shiro looked down and found a purple-haired girl standing in front of her, staring at her.

"Ah... I'm sorry,"

Hayakawa Shiro was startled and said, "I didn't notice you."

"You can't see me even when I'm standing right in front of you? You're doing this on purpose, aren't you!"

The girl said indignantly, her tone full of dissatisfaction with Hayakawa.

"I really didn't notice."

Hayakawa Shiro gave an explanation, then looked seriously at the girl in front of him, or rather, the young woman.

"She's so beautiful," Hayakawa Shiro couldn't help but think.

The girl in front of me was petite, only reaching my chest in height. Her face was delicate and youthful, a face somewhere between a girl and a young woman. Mature indifference and youthful playfulness were cleverly blended in her, making it impossible to tell her age, yet one would be captivated by her every smile and gesture.

She had a head of purple hair braided into fine braids. When she shook her head slightly, the purple strands hanging down her milky white neck moved with her, reminding Hayakawa Shiro of Bordeaux red wine poured into a stemmed glass.

With her figure, looks, and temperament alone, this young woman could already captivate any boy's attention. But she also wore the most alluring Western-style black and white maid outfit, making her undeniably irresistible.

However, this beauty meant nothing to Hayakawa Shiro, whose mind was preoccupied only with studying.

"Whose child is this?"

Hayakawa Shiro glanced around again, then looked at the girl's attire in front of him, his expression shifting slightly: "A maid?"

He remembered something.

"Mr. Hayakawa, you ordered three servings of omelet rice with the magic of deliciousness, right?"

The purple-haired girl's anger was written all over her face. She gritted her teeth and said, then took out the three omelets from the package on the ground and said, word by word, "These are yours, aren't they?"

"Uh, sorry, it's mine."

Hayakawa Shiro accepted it expressionlessly, feeling a mix of emotions inside.

This society is truly evil. This child must be in middle school. Do food delivery companies even hire child laborers this young these days?

Your family must be struggling financially.

Thinking this, Hayakawa Shiro looked at the girl with a hint of pity, and even thought about taking out 1000 yen from his pocket to give it to her.

Seemingly sensing Hayakawa's impolite thoughts, the girl's shame and indignation became even more undisguised. Her pale purple eyes stared unblinkingly at Hayakawa, her tone as hard as if she were chewing on a piece of steel, and she forced a smile: "Your magical omelet rice, do you need me to add some delicious magic to it now?"

"no need."

Hayakawa Shiro refused without hesitation. He knew what "delicious magic" was; he had seen it on a live TV broadcast in Akihabara before.

Frankly, he thought it was the stupidest thing the entire planet had ever done in the 21st century.

"So much the better!"

The girl angrily picked up the package from the ground and turned to leave. If it weren't for her professional ethics as a maid, she would have left long ago after encountering someone with poor eyesight and such rudeness, without even asking a single question.

Hayakawa Shiro watched the purple-haired girl's back disappear around the corner of the corridor, shook his head with a sigh, and returned to his room.

"What's wrong, Hayakawa-san?"

Fumino Furuhashi looked at Shiro Hayakawa, whose expression seemed a little strange, and asked, "What happened at the door?"

"nothing,"

As Hayakawa Shiro put down the three takeout orders, he said, "But the person who delivered the takeout just now seemed to be a child, who looked to be in middle school."

"Are junior high school students already working?"

Fumino Furuhashi's expression shifted, and she lowered her head, saying softly, "That is indeed a bit..."

At the most beautiful and innocent age, she had to share the burden of her family. A little girl went out to run around in the dead of night, experiencing the cruelty of society far too early. When they thought of this situation, Furuhashi and Hayakawa both felt a little sorry for her.

Hayakawa Shiro nodded silently, then opened the takeout box and handed one to each of Furuhashi and Ogata.

"You two shouldn't always think about child labor,"

Looking at Hayakawa, Rizu Ogata couldn't help but say, "Maybe that kid is also the child of a restaurant owner, just like me. When takeout orders are tight, I often deliver a few for the restaurant. It's quite common for me to do that."

"Oh, is that so? Then it's alright."

Hayakawa Shiro's previously unpleasant expression instantly brightened, and she smiled as she opened the box for Furuhashi and Ogata: "Let's eat then."

"So that's it."

Fumino Furuhashi's complexion improved, and she smiled as she took the chopsticks: "I'll start eating."

……

After dinner, Hayakawa Shiro turned on the water heater so that the group could take a shower later, and then returned to continue studying.