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"Ugh, that's disgusting." Nagasawa Miya couldn't help but feel a chill run down her spine.
Kitahara Hakuba felt her deliberate actions were becoming increasingly unbearable, even to himself.
"I'll definitely go see it when I have time."
Kuno Tachibana tilted his head happily, each strand of hair like meticulously polished silk, gleaming with a faint lead-gray sheen in the bright classroom, even his smile seemed carefully calculated.
She turned her head and raised an eyebrow at Nagasawa Mia, as if to say, "You should learn from her."
"Have you decided on your university yet, Kuno-kun?" Kitahara Hakuba suddenly asked.
Kurosawa Maki's legs were crossed under her skirt: "Is Tachibana going to study music?"
"Correct."
Goto Yu finally spoke: "Making a decision so soon?"
"What about Yu? What major do you want to study in the future?" Nagasawa Miya asked excitedly, seemingly determined to go with her.
"Actually, it's only the first year of high school, so there's no need to rush unless it's a school with a high acceptance rate."
Kitahara Hakuba said calmly,
"However, the training period for music majors is very long, so I suggest that if you have no prior experience with music but want to apply for a music major, you should start working hard now."
His words caused the first-year students to exchange glances, and Nagasawa Miyabi gave a wry smile:
Chapter 218, Section 217: Three Years Old, Not One Is Easy to Handle (4K) >>
“Teacher Kitahara, I think those senior students and us are the exceptions.”
"Yes, we're all quite..."
Kurosawa Maki raised her hand to brush her bangs, and halfway through her sentence, a strange "Listen, listen, listen" sound came from her throat.
"How should I put it, just ordinary?"
Indeed, Kitahara Hakuba couldn't help but think to himself that these first-year students were utterly ordinary compared to those troublesome third-year students.
“However, many people may apply to Sapporo University in the future,” Miyako Nagasawa said.
Kitahara Hakuba exclaimed incredulously, "Were everyone's grades really this bad?"
No, that's not it.
Kuno Tachibana braced his buttocks against a table, placed his hands on it, and with a forceful movement, sat down directly on it.
"Because you graduated from Sapporo University, Kitahara-sensei, people probably have some feelings for that university."
"Feelings?" He was even more surprised.
Goto Yu pinched her chin with her small hand:
"Does 'love me, love my dog' mean that?"
"Pretty much, Senior Amemori is going to apply to Sapporo University."
A mocking smile curved Kuno Tachibana's lips as his legs, encased in black stockings, swayed gently back and forth.
"Oh dear, although she's older than me, she's still not very mature in her thinking."
Miyako Nagasawa sized her up, a disdainful smile playing on her lips:
"You don't seem to have very mature thinking."
Her expression seemed to say, "Look at yourself, you can't compete with my figure, so you're starting to compete with baseless thoughts."
"I see. Meiya, you can't appreciate the profundity of my thoughts because yours are at an average level."
"what?"
"No, no, no, don't misunderstand. I didn't mean to belittle you. On average, it's already a compliment. Think about it, there are plenty of people who think like that. For example, those guys who look at our skirts and legs all day long. They pretend to be gentlemen on the surface, but they're always thinking about putting their hands under girls' skirts. They're also obsessed with things like breasts, mouths, stockings, and paid movies. They even write long paragraphs describing these things when they write novels."
Kitahara Hakuba:
deny.
"What nonsense are you talking about?" Nagasawa Miya frowned.
"In short, what I mean is that improving oneself is the best way to repay the people we admire."
Kuno Tachibana spread his fingers and pressed them against his chest, speaking in a gentle and natural tone.
"Blindly following in the footsteps of others will only cause you to lose your own identity."
At this moment, Kurosawa Maki nodded and said:
"Indeed, if I like someone, I definitely won't choose to apply to their university, but rather to the university that is the best I can get into."
"Wait, wait, wait—!" Nagasawa Miya was startled and stepped forward, tugging at her skirt.
Kurosawa Maki was startled, thinking she was going to take off her skirt, and quickly grabbed her, saying:
"What are you doing?! Kitahara-sensei is still here! Let's do these things in the bathroom!"
"How could you say such a thing just because Kitahara-sensei is here?" Nagasawa Miya complained in a low voice, almost gritting her teeth.
Kurosawa Maki was about to say, "What's wrong with me saying something inspiring?" when she suddenly realized that one of her words was, "If I like someone, I definitely won't choose their university."
It's practically an open secret that Amemori went to apply to Sapporo University because he liked Kitahara-sensei.
Kurosawa Maki took a deep breath, realizing she might have made a huge mistake, and cautiously glanced at Kitahara Hakuba. "Kuno-kun, why did you stop talking?"
However, he always had a gentle smile on his face, which made the first-year students think that the adult was indeed an adult, and could remain calm even if he knew the truth.
Kuno Tachibana tried to form a smile on his small face, but it never truly reached his eyes:
"In summary, it means continuously improving your skills in your field, achieving the best achievable goals within the time limit, and thus enhancing your competitiveness."
In other words, increase female competitiveness!
She paused for a moment after saying that, then continued:
"It's a real shame that Senior Amemori got into Sapporo University; she would have been better off at Hokkaido University."
"Indeed, absolutely." Kurosawa Maki smiled and smiled.
"It seems that Kuno-kun knows quite a lot."
Kitahara Hakuba's smile was unpretentious; he clasped his hands together and said...
"You two can continue your conversation. I'll head back to my office first."
"Goodbye, Kitahara-sensei."
After Kitahara Hakuba left, Nagasawa Miyako, together with Kuno Tatsukasa, began to bombard Kurosawa Maki with criticism.
"You're putting so much psychological pressure on Mr. Kitahara!"
"I'll stab you to death, stab you to death, stab you to death, stab you to death, stab you to death, stab you to death, meow—!"
Kurosawa Maki squatted on the ground, covered her head with her hands, and said in a sobbing voice:
After passing through the elevated corridor, we arrived at the staff office.
"Mr. Morimoto, are you free now?"
Kitahara Hakuba quickly found out that the homeroom teacher of Class 3-C was Morimoto Eimi, a woman in her forties who liked to wear gold-rimmed glasses.
"Kitahara-kun, what's wrong?" Morimoto Eimi asked.
"I just wanted to know about Amemori's results in the mock exam. Is that convenient for you?" Kitahara Hakuba asked with a smile.
Eimi Morimoto found this very strange, thinking to herself, "Why would a music teacher want to know the exam scores of her students?"
"What's wrong? Has she been having problems lately?" Morimoto Eimi, as the homeroom teacher, asked out of concern.
"No, I'm just worried that the competition might affect her grades for Sapporo University," Kitahara Hakuba grinned.
"Oh, this one."
Morimoto Eimi immediately felt a sense of liking for this young teacher and took out the list of candidates for the mock exam from her drawer.
"It should be nothing serious. She has the grades to try for Hokkaido University, and Sapporo University should be no problem at all. This is number 18."
Kitahara Hakuba took the list and his gaze quickly fell on student number eighteen.
Yu Shou's deviation value reached 69, ranking 372nd in the Hokkaido region's simulation exam.
"A total of 13,000 people participated in this joint simulation exam in Hokkaido."
Morimoto Eimi explained very seriously, "Amemori's grades are quite good. The percentage of students with a deviation value of 65-70 is only two percent, and most of them are between 40 and 60."
Kitahara Hakuba nodded, but he wasn't very happy.
Because his deviation score for the music major at Sapporo University was only above 45, and in fact, the deviation scores for many other departments are not very high.
For three years, no girl has ever truly given him any peace of mind.
"Why not let her try for Hokkaido University?" Kitahara Hakuba asked.
"I've tried to talk to her several times, but she just misses Sapporo University," Morimoto Eimi said helplessly, rubbing her forehead.
"We have no choice but to respect the students' wishes."
Kitahara Hakuba let out a sigh of relief and handed over the report card: "Sorry to bother you."
"No, I'm quite surprised that you care so much about the members' studies," Morimoto Eimi said with a smile.
Kitahara Hakuba smiled slightly at her, turned and left the staff office, heading towards Class 3-C.
Chapter 219, Section 218: The Ponytail Girl Can't Be Tactful (4K)
The corridors were filled with the mingled laughter and chatter of students, creating a joyful torrent, as if the cultural festival had arrived early.
Amidst the clamor, Yu Shou remained quietly seated, his gaze focused intently on the red exercise book before him.
[At this point, I hope readers will remember our domain name: Taiwan, China → ?]
Occasionally, she slightly raises her eyebrows as she ponders difficult problems.
As a high school in Hakodate that prepares students for higher education, Shin-Asahi High School has a high student quality, and many students choose to do more practice problems in their spare time.
"Hey Rain Guardian, a handsome guy's looking for you! He said he wants to chat if you're free~~~"
Just then, several girls called out to Yu Shou, who was doing his red homework, with a mischievous grin on their faces, as if they were watching a spectacle.