Classroom of the Elite: Houtarou Oreki

And having a boyfriend who was so good at tying other girls' hair was indeed a real problem.

But.

"Now, this is your true self," Oreki said. "Since you can stay so calm in front of a camera, try to find that feeling now."

I see.

Indeed.

Airi knew that whenever she had her picture taken, it was like she became a different person.

She did not panic.

In other words, Oreki wanted her to find the feeling she had at those times.

To get used to that feeling.

Then learn from it, and ultimately master it.

"Umm... I understand," Sakura said.

"I didn't hear that. Call me Instructor," Oreki said.

"Huh?!"

"I didn't hear you," Oreki said.

"Yes, yes, Instructor!" Sakura hurriedly straightened her chest.

And so.

The two of them headed to the track.

Sakura wanted to change more than just her personality.

She also wanted to overcome her weaknesses.

Her stamina was terrible.

So she wanted to improve it.

But there were no shortcuts for something like that. She could only train harder.

And Oreki thought she was a very determined person.

Her academic ability had also been terrible before, probably even worse than Kei's. But after Kōenji started a study group, she immediately signed up, and her grades improved significantly. She was even already on par with Kikyou Kushida.

Talent was one factor, but perseverance was another.

Thus.

About ten minutes later.

"Oreki, Oreki-kun..."

"No, Instructor... I can't do it anymore. I can't run."

Sakura simply chose to give up.

Because Sakura's stamina truly was terrible.

"S-Sorry..." Sakura squatted down and began gasping for air.

Running—running fast—was far, far too difficult for her.

There was nothing more to say about that.

Oreki knew that Ichinose's stamina was awful too, and Sakura's build was pretty similar to