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Hayakawa looked at Aoba Yuzuki in front of him with a puzzled expression, her eyes filled with pure confusion, before she suddenly realized: "Ah, she's in the top 100 of the multi-school joint exam. Then Miss Yuzuki really should work harder."

"no!"

Aoba Yuzuki blushed, clenched her fists, and said in a defiant tone, "It's in the top 100 of the grade!"

Hayakawa: "..."

Top 100 in the grade…

grade?

Hayakawa's eyes were vacant, and little figures kept popping up in his mind, representing the normal number of people in a high school class.

A grade might have a maximum of two hundred students, which is considered a lot. Generally, there are five classes, with a maximum of thirty-odd students per class, so a grade would have around 170+ students.

The top 100...

Isn't this just counting down?

"Sigh~"

Hayakawa gasped, looking at Aoba Yuzuki's small face with utter horror.

This result is so bad that even if you try your best to compliment it, you can't say it's good; in other words, it's absolutely terrible.

"..."

Hayakawa frowned, but managed to keep a straight face and not show any disgust.

This is how he grew. If he hadn't spent time with Furuhashi Ogata, hadn't learned about their terrible grades outside their own fields, and hadn't met the Nakano Five Sisters who all had single-digit grades, people who were at the bottom of their class would have been considered industrial waste in Hayakawa's eyes, and would have been a waste of air if they were standing in front of him. But now it's different.

Now... he has learned to be patient and to hide his true feelings.

"It's...it's pretty good."

Hayakawa opened his mouth expressionlessly, his lips moving in an inorganic manner: "Well, there's a lot of room for improvement."

[I actually said it... I...]

Just one sentence from him was enough to shatter Hayakawa's resolve.

What kind of strong willpower does a man need to control himself at this moment?

Victory belongs to the most persevering... Hayakawa thought of this phrase again, realizing how much he had sacrificed.

However, despite Hayakawa's efforts, Aoba Yuzuki was unmoved. Upon hearing Hayakawa's words, she revealed an uncontrollable look of shame and indignation, forcefully slamming her fists against the white kitchen wall, making a loud thud, and clenching her fists while stretching her arms out to her sides, shouting, "This kind of obvious consolation is worse than not saying anything at all, it's even more infuriating!"

"Calm down, Ms. Yuzuki, I'm not trying to comfort you."

Hayakawa took a step back expressionlessly. He had tried so hard to coax her, but she not only didn't appreciate it but also tried to hurt him. As expected, students with poor grades are unreasonable. Maybe they don't have enough brain cells to understand his good intentions.

"I can't calm down,"

Aoba Yuzuki looked like she was about to cry, but then suddenly remembered something and grabbed at a straw, saying, "By the way, what about your grades? You're making fun of others like that, your grades can't be that bad, right?"

"My grades..."

Upon hearing this, Hayakawa's expression immediately turned pale. He silently turned his head away and said quietly, "It's alright, but there's nothing to see."

I can't say it... I can't even bring myself to say something as shameful as third in the grade...

"Hmph, you were looking down on everyone just now, talking about being in the top 100 in the city, but your own grades aren't that great either."

Seeing Hayakawa's guilty expression, Aoba Yuzuki instantly regained her composure.

Just as she thought, students with exceptionally good grades would definitely spend this rare holiday studying at home, while students who are usually more relaxed would travel during the holidays. As for someone like Hayakawa, who went to experience life at a temple in another city during the holidays, that would be considered a waste of time.

Therefore, Yuzuki believes that Hayakawa's grades will definitely not be very good.

"Come on, come on, let me see,"

Aoba Yuzuki crossed her arms and proudly raised her chin, instantly transforming into a beautiful woman: "Let me see your results."

"Whatever you think."

Hayakawa avoided Aoba Yuzuki's gaze with a blank expression: "Anyway, I'm better than you, and you can't see it if I don't let you."

"How can you say that? Don't forget I'm a senior in the second year of high school. The knowledge in the second year of high school is much more difficult than that in the first year."

Miss Yuzuki regained her composure, and seeing Hayakawa's indifferent expression, she curled her lip and revealed a confident smile: "Besides, do you really think I can't stand your grades?"

Chapter 311 Your Grades 2

Hayakawa's pupils contracted slightly: "What do you mean?"

"Hmph, I remember you mentioned the multi-school joint exam. I recall that many cities held their own regional exams recently. This is preparation for next year's national high school joint exam."

Aoba Yuzuki stared wide-eyed at Hayakawa: "Don't try to deny it. I'm a high school student too. Our teachers took this matter very seriously during that time and mentioned it several times in class."

Hayakawa's expression froze for a moment: "So what?"

"I remember the exam results; I can find them online,"

Aoba Yuzuki finally smiled and explained, "Of course, not everyone's scores are shown; only the top 100 are displayed. But judging from Hayakawa-kun's matter-of-fact manner just now, he must be in the top 100..."

"Hayakawa-kun is from Ichinose High School, right?"

Aoba Yuzuki looked at Hayakawa and said quietly, "Knowing this will allow you to check the high school entrance exam results for your city."

Hayakawa's expression immediately changed, but before he could say anything, Aoba Yuzuki quickly took out her phone and started checking: "I want to see what level you are at."

"Hey!"

Hayakawa's expression was grim and panicked. He stepped forward to stop Aoba Yuzuki, but the next moment he saw her hand move with astonishing speed, quickly opening a page—it was the Ichinose City 2008 first-year high school unified examination results...

He covered his forehead with his hand, his face masked with pain.

"Where is it~"

Aoba Yuzuki smugly hummed. As soon as she entered the results page, she subconsciously wanted to scroll to the bottom and naturally started looking for Hayakawa from the very bottom. But her gaze suddenly sharpened as if she had seen something, and her hand stopped moving.

She didn't need to search anymore, because among the first few names that caught her eye as soon as Aoba Yuzuki opened the page was Hayakawa Shiro.

Second place in the humanities category: Hayakawa Shiro.

Second place in total science score: Hayakawa Shiro.

"Lie?!"

Aoba Yuzuki looked up blankly: "Is this Hayakawa? Second in both arts and sciences in the city?"

"Ah, really..."

Seeing that the situation was hopeless, Hayakawa clenched his fists, gritted his teeth, shamelessly lowered his head, and muttered with a pursed mouth, "Damn it, laugh at me if you want, anyway, I'm only at this level."

In fact, she couldn't even maintain this level, because Natsukawa Masuzu and Umaru hadn't transferred to her school when the exam was held. If there were another multi-school joint exam now, her ranking would drop even further.

They couldn't even hold onto their perennial second place...

Hayakawa smiled bitterly at this thought, his face pale and his whole body weak.

"..."

Aoba Yuzuki, standing beside Hayakawa, looked at him with an extremely strange expression. After a long silence, she said jealously, "I never would have guessed before, Hayakawa-kun, that your grades were actually that good?"

"Huh? What's so good about it?"

A fleeting blush of extreme anger crossed Hayakawa's face; those words were the ultimate mockery to him.

"this…"

Aoba Yuzuki gave Hayakawa a strange look, realizing that this must be the legendary academic superstar who had extremely high standards for himself. So she hesitated for a moment and said, half comforting and half jokingly, "Your grades are much better than those of ordinary students. Look, most students can't even be found in the top 100 of the city's academic rankings, so Hayakawa-kun's grades are already very good."

"What's so great about this? Comparing me to ordinary students makes me look useless."

Hayakawa looked completely bewildered, then said matter-of-factly, "If I can't even make it into the top 100 in the city, I might as well just die."

Upon hearing Hayakawa's words, Aoba Yuzuki, whose grades were only around 100th in the entire grade, fell silent, and the light in her eyes gradually faded.

Indeed, some people are not worth comforting.

"It's really noisy so early in the morning."

At that moment, a woman's voice suddenly came from the stairwell next door. Aoba Tsukiyo, wearing loose pajamas, walked into the dining room while yawning. She glanced at Hayakawa casually before walking to the refrigerator, opening the door and looking for something.

"What morning? It's already noon, lunchtime is just around the corner!"

Upon hearing this, Aoba Yuzuki said irritably, and then proceeded to scold her younger sister: "Tsukiyo, haven't you been a bit too lazy lately? Getting up at this hour."

"Isn't this a holiday? It's not like we're in school, so what's wrong with sleeping in a little longer?"

Aoba Tsukiyo said confidently, then buried her head in the cold refrigerator and looked inside. Her eyes lit up: "Found it! Sure enough, there's only one bottle of matcha milk left."

"At least listen to me..."

Cangye Yuzuki shook her head helplessly and said, "Never mind, you've come at the right time, let's have breakfast."

"OK~"

Aoba Tsukiyo didn't turn around, but just put her hands behind her back and made an OK sign: "Yuki-nee, you should go and get busy. If you don't cook soon, Kaigetsu and the others will go hungry when they come over."

"Ah, I understand."

Exhausted, Yuzuki turned and went back to the kitchen, while Tsukiyo continued rummaging through the refrigerator.

Hayakawa glanced at Yuzuki as she left, thought for a moment, and then sat down in her previous seat to wait quietly.

"this is for you."

Aoba Tsukiyo walked to his side and calmly handed him a bag.

"this is?"

Hayakawa reached out and took it, then looked up at the moonlit night.

"Milk popsicle,"

As Yueye sipped her milk, she noticed Hayakawa staring at the milk in her hand. She quickly turned away to avoid his gaze and said with displeasure, "I can't give you this. There's only one bottle left, and it's my favorite drink."

I didn't say I wanted it.

Hayakawa hesitated for a moment, then took the popsicle from Tsukiyo's hand: "Thank you."

After saying that, he opened the bag and started eating; the food was ice-cold.

Aoba Tsukiyo watched with a smile, and after Hayakawa took a couple of bites, she said, "Okay, eating my food means you owe me a favor."

Hayakawa's hands froze instantly, then he looked up at Tsukiyo with a blank expression.

You really shouldn't accept things from strangers; they're all traps, sweet-coated bullets.

Having just received a favor, Aoba Tsukiyo immediately wanted to use it up, asking without hesitation, "What did Yuzuki-nee say to you just now? You two seemed to be having a very intense conversation; I could hear it from far away outside."

Oh, so that's what it is. Well, that doesn't seem like a big deal.

Hayakawa felt a little relieved and said, "It's nothing, I just asked about Ms. Yuzuki's grades."

"this one?"

Aoba Tsukiyo was taken aback at first, then suddenly realized: "Ah, I see, I understand now."

As the younger sister, she was well aware that her older sister not only had poor grades but was also very shy. She would feel wronged and ashamed if asked about her studies, which explained why her voice was so loud.

"..."

Hayakawa blinked at Tsukiyo, who looked completely bewildered, and asked, "Miss Tsukiyo, how are your grades?"

Chapter 312 Meditation

"My grades?"

Aoba Tsukiyo was taken aback, then casually replied, "Is she alright?"

well enough…

"Hi~"

Hayakawa gasped. What a familiar answer! She had given the same answer when she asked Aoba Yuzuki earlier, and she ended up with a "terrifyingly bad" score.

Could it be that Yueye, like her older sister, is also exceptionally talented?

Hayakawa's eyes were vacant as he leaned closer and tentatively asked, "Top 100 in the grade?"

"..."