The Fourth Period Is Modern Chinese (Continued)

Would he remain at this level forever...

To surpass this standard, he needed a distinctive personality and outstanding talent.

If he could acquire those things, there was nothing shameful about taking Hachiman as his master.

"Taking a master... Maybe I should seriously consider it. Rather, if I feel I have to do this to reach the next level, taking action immediately would be more in line with my personality. No, if I think about it more positively... perhaps I should..."

Hayato muttered to himself, repeatedly asking and answering his own questions.

Ever since losing the practice match, a frustrated feeling had been festering inside Hayato. Now, it felt as though a faint ray of light had shone through.

"Hayato, are you okay? What's wrong? What are you thinking about? Oh no, oh no, have you been watching too much Mr. Stan↗?"

Even Tobe's worried voice failed to reach his ears.

"Sorry, I'm heading home first today."

"Huh? What's that about? Hayato, you're being so cold."

"I remembered I have something to do."

Leaving Tobe behind, Hayato rose smoothly from his seat.

"What is it? You're not seriously going to find a master, are you? Like going to the Service Club and asking Hachiman to teach you? No way."

"I'm really sorry. See you tomorrow."

Without looking back, Hayato waved to Tobe and left the classroom.

Hayama Hayato's resolve could no longer be shaken.

The next day, Tuesday morning.

Tobe, sitting in the classroom, reacted dramatically first thing in the morning.

"Huh—Hayato, what's wrong with you? Why are you reading a Light Novel⁉"

"Is that strange?"

"Of course it is. You're not the type to read Light Novels! Oh, right, yesterday you said becoming Hachiman's apprentice might not be bad..."

"Yeah, something happened, and I decided to become Zaimokuza's apprentice."

"Why!