In a practical education, scheming against people? I can also do a little.

What a mess... I really don't want to write this.

"I put our clothes in the wash together."

"Do whatever you want."

Staring at the test paper in front of her, Ryuen Shoko gripped her pen and scratched her head; there was no helping it, so she started to grind away at it bit by bit.

And once she started, she spent nearly an hour on it.

"Hmm... I thought your foundation would be a bit better, but it turns out the problem is quite serious. It seems the only reason you made it into Class C is because of your athletic ability?"

Scratching his head, Hoya Chukai tallied up the score on the paper; it was only around forty points or so.

If this were in the past, that score would naturally be considered acceptable, just about passing the threshold. But the problem is... everyone has been studying hard this time, so if you don't study, it's very easy to fail.

Chapter 83: Predicting Questions? I'm a Professional

"So, what do you suggest?"

"There's not much we can do, just take it slow. Fortunately, the basics are easy enough to cram. At worst, I'll just predict the test questions when the time comes; there's an eighty percent chance you'll still pass."

Hoya Chukai is Chinese, after all, and Chinese people have an extraordinary talent when it comes to exams.

Not to mention, he possesses a wealth of experience in transforming from a poor student into an average one. Back when he was in school in the capital, he had to return to his hometown for high school due to residency issues. The educational pace in the capital was a whole textbook behind his hometown, not to mention that due to the local culture, the study load and depth in the capital weren't particularly high, so he was undoubtedly a poor student back then.

Gradually becoming a high achiever is something he's proud to brag about; being able to beat out eighty percent of the students in his hometown to get into university is quite an accomplishment.

"It's clear that your English and Modern Literature scores are terrible. Chemistry and Math are passable, and Sociology is actually quite good. Our school tests these five subjects, so these are the ones we really need to focus on."

Besides these five, there are also History, Geography, National Language, Physics, Physical Education, and so on.

The National Language course in Japan mainly covers three areas: Modern Japanese, Classical Japanese, and Classical Chinese. The latter is like the Classical Chinese literature studied in high school, which is also usually covered in exams.

But in this school, only modern language is taught, meaning Classical Japanese and Classical Chinese are just elective subjects, not exam subjects.

"So, have you figured out how you're going to study?"

"Ah, the science subjects are easy to handle, just memorize more."

Setting the paper aside, Hoya Chukai finished calculating the score. Looking at it, things were still a bit precarious; could it be that he would need a top student to go easy on them?

Tsk, what a headache.

Hoya Chukai scratched his head. His choice was to start grabbing review materials and preparing liberal arts content for Ryuen Shoko. Starting tomorrow, he would have to go back to managing this boss's studies.

"Then let's start by memorizing vocabulary today. Don't look at me like that, just ten words a day. Do you think that's a lot?"

"Many drops make a flood; I think it's quite a lot."

"Take it slow, don't get discouraged."

Hoya Chukai set the English book aside and pulled out the Modern Language book: "As for Modern Language... it's more about technique; that's easy to teach."

Modern Language is the kind of thing where everyone can speak it, but most people's scores are stuck in the middle—neither high nor low. The reason Ryuen Shoko's score isn't high is mostly because she doesn't know how to use the templates; frankly, it's just a matter of memorizing them.

"As for those two science subjects, let's wait until the weekend. Your Sociology score is decent, so there's no need for tutoring. Basically, that's the plan."

Hoya Chukai said, starting to write down English words for her: "Memorize these ten English words, and then do three sets of Modern Literature questions, and that should be enough for today. I'm going to go cook, so you stay here and memorize. If I come back and see you haven't finished, we'll just stay here until you do. We won't eat until you've memorized them. I don't care if the food gets cold."

"Got it, why are you so annoying."

Looking at the English that gave her such a headache, Ryuen Shoko almost cursed. Damn it, why does this school have so much annoying crap.

"Keep working hard. I'll make you some smashed cucumber salad tonight, which you like. Also, if you finish everything by the time I'm done cooking, you can have a few extra cans of beer~"

"It's none of your business how many cans I want to drink, is it?"

"Hmm... that's true. Then let me think of some other reward. You study slowly for now."

Hoya Chukai's biggest fear was that Ryuen Shoko wouldn't be good at science subjects, as those require more understanding. Some people get it instantly, while others can't figure it out even after thinking for a long time. If she can't grasp the sciences, it will take a lot of time to learn.

As for the liberal arts? He wasn't asking Ryuen Shoko to get a perfect score, just a passing one—and not 60 points, but 50.

Half of the class average; simply put, as long as your score is over 50, you're guaranteed to pass. So the best-case scenario is just aiming for 50 points.

The distribution of exam questions follows a set pattern, and if you want to teach it, it's easy to pick up points. Therefore, Hoya Chukai wasn't really worried that Ryuen Shoko wouldn't understand. Based on what Shiina Hiyori had said, he had expected Ryuen Shoko's grades to be terrible, but they actually seemed okay—higher than expected.

Looking at it that way, he still had plenty of free time.

Hoya Chukai's mood improved significantly. Humming a tune while stir-frying, he happily cooked in the kitchen.

Meanwhile, Ryuen Shoko was suffering, forced to hold her head and stare helplessly at the English words.

You might ask why a delinquent like her needs to study? It's to set an example. If she, the big boss, doesn't study hard, how can the others in the class be expected to?

She wasn't asking for high scores, just for everyone to get over 50, right?

And so, Ryuen Shoko was in the midst of exquisite agony.

Her suffering ended quickly; after all, ten English words really weren't that many, not to mention the three Modern Literature questions, which she finished in a few minutes.

"Hmm, looks like you did pretty well. Shall we get ready to eat?"

"Hey, keep in mind who the boss is."

Seeing Hoya Chukai looking satisfied, Ryuen Shoko immediately propped her feet up on the table, feeling as though her aura had returned.

"Of course, you are the boss."

"Then why did you keep bossing me around just now? I feel like I'm not the boss at all."

Ryuen Shoko was clearly trying to regain some face, and Hoya Chukai was more than happy to indulge her. Watching her twist her shoulders and neck, he hurried behind her and began to knead and massage them, helping her relax.

"Hmm, my legs are a bit sore too."

"Alright, just a moment."

Hoya Chukai, being incredibly sensible, brought her a beer and started pounding on her legs.

You have to stroke the fur the right way; he had pushed her to study hard for the sake of her grades, so now that she was done, he had to smooth things over quickly before she got annoyed.

At the very least, Hoya Chukai was satisfied that she wasn't throwing a tantrum over it.

As for anything else? That was all negotiable.

"Hmm, come here, massage this part for me too."

"You got it."

Watching Ryuen Shoko kick her slippers aside to reveal her delicate, pink feet, Hoya Chukai reached out and began to massage them as well.

He had to be thankful he wasn't a foot fetishist, otherwise, he might not have been able to suppress the wicked thoughts in his mind right now.

No, he had to at least finish dinner first.

"Big Sis, let's eat first, how about that?"

"Hmm, fine. Keep massaging after we're done."

After they finished eating.

"Big Sis, do you want to take a bath? I've already prepared the water."

"So diligent? Fine, let's bathe... Wait, why are you taking your clothes off?"

Chapter 84: The Recess Entertainment in Your Class C Is Really Something, Huh

"You are a beast, a living beast."

"Yes, yes, you're absolutely right."

The two were currently lying in bed. Ryuen Shoko was lying on her side playing with her phone, not even looking at Hoya Chukai.

She wasn't exactly throwing a fit; she was just purely exhausted and only wanted to watch some videos on her phone.

She knew this little brat was up to no good. He said it was just for a bath, but what happened? They ended up bathing together.

They had actually washed three times before finally coming out.

As for the stuff they had just bought for blowing up balloons... in Ryuen Shoko's words, it was the safe period, so there was nothing to fear.

After the fun was over, they played in bed for a while longer. Ryuen was so tired she had no strength left, yet Hoya Chukai was still going at it like a teddy bear.

The result was that Ryuen Shoko was now so tired she just wanted to lie there; watching videos was her only thought.

No, wait, she was also a bit sleepy, but it was too early to fall asleep—it was only eight in the evening.

Who the hell does this at six in the afternoon? And for two hours straight!

"Alright, alright, don't be unhappy. Didn't you enjoy it too?"

"Enjoy your grandmother's leg."

The grumbling Ryuen was pulled into Hoya Chukai's arms, and her gaze finally drifted away from her phone.

Despite the cursing, there wasn't much real heat behind it.

Her behavior made Hoya Chukai chuckle. He had entered his post-coital state, stroking Ryuen's body without any lingering carnal thoughts.

"Actually, I'm quite happy. I always thought I wasn't very popular with women."

"What, did a girl dump you in middle school?"

"It didn't reach that point. It's just that the classmates I spent three years with didn't even remember my name."

"Is that so? That's pretty pathetic."

Held in Hoya Chukai's arms, listening to him chat with her, Ryuen Shoko didn't show much on the surface, but she felt incredibly comfortable inside.

The most important thing to do after finishing such things with a girl is to hold her and chat to soothe her, rather than lighting a cigarette or scrolling through a phone on the side.

This sends a signal that she is important to you, and not just like someone you paid a few hundred bucks for.

Pulling up your pants and turning cold is what makes women feel the most disappointed. If you want to maintain a relationship, you have to talk.

It doesn't matter what you talk about, as long as you don't kill the conversation, anything goes.

It would be even better if you could throw in a few compliments while chatting, but Hoya Chukai didn't dare to praise Ryuen.

After all, he had definitely gained the upper hand again just now, making her give up the struggle beneath him for quite a while.

Don't ask; asking just means she was tired.

"By the way, do I have to call you Big Sis all the time? I always feel like it's weird when we're in bed."

"Then what do you want to call me? Queen?"

"Shoko, is that okay?"

Whispering into the ear of Ryuen Shoko, he murmured her name softly: "Shoko, I love you."

"Heh, and I suppose you love other women too, don't you?"

"How can you say that?"

"I don't care."

"I don't believe you."

Hoya Chukai did not believe that Ryuen Shoko was truly indifferent; what girl wouldn't be jealous? He simply didn't buy it.

To be honest, he felt as if he had been living in a dream ever since arriving in this world, and he was terrified that he would wake up to find himself still lying in his own bed.

If it weren't for the fact that pinching himself actually caused pain, he would truly believe this was nothing more than a beautiful dream.

"I'm being serious, after all, I can't exactly keep you under control. You really know how to play."

Even now, the slight friction of her legs against each other caused a faint, stinging pain; she really had used a lot of force.

Every thrust had been like a mortar shell, slamming into the deepest parts, and under that kind of offensive, she would quickly be forced to surrender.

She had collapsed, yet Hoya Chukai still felt like he had barely started; if they didn't bring in a few more people for a wheel-battle, she wouldn't be able to handle it.

"But I do have to tell you something."

Struggling to roll over, Ryuen Shoko looked at Hoya Chukai in front of her, both of them feeling the heat radiating from the other's breath: "No matter how many women you find out there, you must remember one thing: you are my dog."

"I will remember it."

Seeing the serious expression on Ryuen Shoko's face, Hoya Chukai dropped his smile and answered with equal gravity.

"Then repeat it."

"I am your dog, Ryuen Shoko's dog."

"Have you really remembered it?"

"I can prove it to you."