This is Pure Love!

"So what does Gojo Satoru like?"

Hearing such philosophical words from the other person, Kanzaki Ryuji grew curious.

What did someone with looks like that, perfect grades, and off-the-charts physical ability actually pursue?

"And you are?"

Even though he could recognize him, he still had to play dumb to avoid any misunderstandings.

"I'm in the same class as Amikura—Class B. Kanzaki Ryuji. Nice to meet you."

But Gojo Satoru didn't seem to follow the script. Instead, he waved his hand with a smile and replied, "Sure, sure."

An unexpected response. Kanzaki Ryuji was momentarily stunned, unsure how to follow up.

"Xiao Mako, if you have any questions you don't get, just ask me. These problems look super easy."

Gojo Satoru ignored Kanzaki Ryuji entirely and sat down next to Amikura Mako.

Unfortunately, he was rejected the moment he sat.

"Satoru-kun, why don't you go take a walk outside? If you stay here, I'll get distracted!"

If the person she liked kept staring at her, she couldn't muster any motivation to study. Otherwise, she'd just have her perfect-scoring crush tutor her directly—why bother with a study group?

"Am I being rejected?"

Gojo Satoru immediately stood up again, one hand on the desk, the other clutching his chest, his face full of grievance.

The others were a bit surprised. The guy who shined so brightly on the court was this goofy in private, like a kid who never grew up.

"Satoru-kun's being naughty again. It's not just me.

Look at Yume-chan—ever since you came over, she's been sneaking glances at you. It's because you're too eye-catching."

Suddenly called out, Kobashi Yume's face flushed bright red. She flailed her hands, trying to say something but failing.

Seeing that he'd disrupted Class B's study atmosphere, Gojo Satoru decided not to stay any longer. Still, he whined pitifully, "Sigh!

In the end, my feelings were all for nothing!"

With that, he covered his face, pretending to cry, and walked away.

Amikura Mako almost couldn't hold back her laughter.

He'd grown up, but lost the maturity he had as a kid. Was this reverse development?

Meanwhile, Ichinose, silently writing problems nearby, gripped her pen tighter and tighter, as if it might snap any second.

'I still can't reach it.'

Standing on tiptoe as hard as she could, Shiina Hiyori still couldn't grab the book on the top shelf. Frustrated, she lowered her head in disappointment.

"Shiina-san, were you trying to get this book?"

Hearing someone call her name, Shiina Hiyori turned around.

There was Gojo Satoru, holding the very book she'd failed to reach—The Silence of the Lambs—smiling at her.

Rather than being grateful for his help, Shiina Hiyori was more curious if he shared her interest.

"Mr. X, are you here to read novels on the weekend too? And it's a mystery novel!"

Seeing her excitedly lean in, Gojo Satoru instinctively stepped back half a pace. He hesitated for a moment, then honestly told the truth.

"A little off from what you're thinking. I am here to read a novel, but not specifically on a weekend trip.

I actually came with my girlfriend to join a study group. Unfortunately, she said I was distracting her from studying."

As he spoke, he naturally tilted his head up 45 degrees, staring at the ceiling, putting on a heartbroken expression.

'That must be the girl he called out to on the court.'

"Mr. X gets rejected too? I thought you were the type who's super popular with girls."

Hearing that, Gojo Satoru's expression and movements became even more exaggerated.

He flopped onto the floor in a mermaid pose, pinched his fingers in a delicate gesture, and whined, "Boo hoo~

It's because I'm too popular. Her friends couldn't help staring at me, and I ruined the study atmosphere."

'Mr. X's personality really is...'

Sitting across from each other at the nearby seats, I really wanted to focus on reading my novel.

But my gaze kept drifting involuntarily toward the eyes that were exposed as his sunglasses slipped down.

Just like in the photo—no, even more beautiful than the photo. Eyes unlike anyone else's.

"If Shiina keeps staring at me like that, I might get shy, you know."

He had been quietly reading his novel, but the gaze from across the table was a bit too intense.

Yet instead of blushing or denying it, she asked with genuine curiosity.

"Since Mr. X's eyes are so beautiful, why do you always have to cover them with something?"

"Because they're too good-looking, and I'm worried about being harassed. How does that answer sound?"

Hearing this narcissistic reply, Shiina Hiyori was taken aback.

She took a serious look at his smiling face and found she couldn't come up with a good rebuttal.

But she didn't want the conversation to end there, so she switched to another question.

"Then what purpose did you have for choosing to enter this school?

Your physical abilities are off the charts, your learning capacity is top-tier, and your appearance is outstanding. I really can't think of a reason worth Mr. X enrolling.

You don't like attending classes normally, so there probably isn't any university you're particularly eager to get into.

As for work, with your abilities, it doesn't seem hard to find something—even going pro in basketball wouldn't be a problem.

So why enter a school where you can't contact the outside world for three years?"

Most of it was obvious on the surface, but to have gathered it all—little Hiyori really is thorough.

Not just into reading mystery novels; her actual actions match her hobby too.

"Most of the girls I like are in this school, so I figured I'd come in and use the three years to win them all over. How does that idea sound?"

He laid out his true thoughts—no lies, straightforwardly explaining everything.

If the previous answer had only made Shiina pause, Then this answer left her completely stunned.

Someone could actually say something so playboy-ish with a straight face? Shiina Hiyori stared at him in disbelief.

She couldn't hold it in anymore and blurted out her complaint.

"Is that really something you should say out loud?

I'm a girl too, and Mr. X is revealing his scheme right in front of me.

What a scumbag!"

But his next words left her with no comeback.

"Why is it a scheme?

If I meet a girl I like, I pursue her. I don't hide the fact that I'm already in a relationship.

If she accepts, we get together. If not, I don't force it.

Getting together when both parties are willing—that's pure love!"

Hearing his explanation and seeing the sincere look on his face, Shiina Hiyori had no idea how to argue.

Isn't that... right?

He's not deceiving anyone, not forcing anyone, and it's all based on their consent.

Can you really call someone like that a "scumbag"?

But something still felt off—she just couldn't put it into words.

My head hurts! Something's trying to grow in there!

"But..."

Before she could finish, he cut her off.

"And right now, I have two girlfriends. They both know about each other and still get along fine.

So in that case, who have I let down? Who have I wronged?

No one's hurt, so I don't deserve the title of scumbag, right?"

He already has two partners?!

If it's really as he says, then there really isn't any good argument against it.