After borrowing the points, Kikyo Kushida had no reason to stay. She needed to go prepare for Horikita's plan.
Out of politeness, Dokuho Kouya walked the girl to the door.
"Dokuho, um..."
Kikyo Kushida stood in the entryway, her pretty cheeks faintly flushed, her beautiful eyes shimmering with tears.
She figured she must look bashful, like a girl about to confess her feelings—enough to break through most boys' defenses.
"What is it, little Kikyo?" Dokuho Kouya asked with a gentle smile, waiting for her to continue.
"You always call me little Kikyo," Kushida said, her lovely eyes gazing at him expectantly, her voice timid. "So, can I call you Dokuho?"
She had figured it out.
Dokuho Kouya was the biggest asset in the first year.
He was far better than that bunch of defective products in Class D.
Hirata was too indecisive, Yukimura was straightforward but had no social skills, and Ayanokouji looked harmless but was rotten to the core. As for the three idiots, they belonged in the trash.
If she got on good terms with Dokuho Kouya, things would surely go much more smoothly for her in the future.
Since Dokuho Kouya liked to call people by their first names, she could turn that around and call him Dokuho. No one could find fault with that.
"Of course," Dokuho Kouya said with a chuckle. "If you ever run into trouble, little Kikyo, feel free to come to me."
"After all, we're good friends."
The real world.
Burning Bottle, an animation-section creator, opened the ever-reliable website.
Classroom of the Elite had been especially popular lately.
The episodes aired as livestreams, so plenty of people who loved the excitement set alarms every week and tuned in the moment they went live.
The veteran anime fan Burning Bottle was no