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Chop chop chop chop chop...

Watching the two of them cook, Kamigami Haruo turned his gaze to the television playing nearby.

Laughter rang out from the TV every so often. A prank variety show was on.

Trashy Japanese variety shows were perfect for someone as trashy as him.

Great stuff. Fun to watch. Loved it. More, more.

"Make my food faster, damn it... Do you have fried rice?"

Halfway through his sentence, the cold gleam flashing off the kitchen knife struck his eyes, forcing him to hurriedly change his tune.

"I'd better come help."

To avoid getting chopped up by a kitchen knife, Kamigami Haruo stepped forward to lend a hand.

If he pretended to be busy, their anger should die down quite a bit.

Sometimes he adjusted the heat, sometimes he fetched seasonings, sometimes he brought over plates, sometimes he wiped their sweat away, and sometimes he got double-teamed by the two of them.

As a result, this meal was prepared like the Syrian War.

"Thanks for the meal." ×3

He first took a sip of miso soup to wet his mouth, then picked up a fried shrimp tempura and put it into his mouth.

A crisp crunch sounded from his chewing, followed by another sip of miso soup.

He then put a piece of fried chicken into his mouth while placing a teriyaki chicken cutlet in his bowl, waiting until he had swallowed the fried chicken before eating it.

No meat could possibly escape his mouth. As for the vegetables? The two of them could eat those.

The fantasy was wonderful, but reality was cruel.

That was exactly what Kamigami Haruo thought as he washed the dishes.

Well, at least he was washing dishes used by beautiful girls. The moment he thought of that, he was filled with strength.

It felt like he was walking further and further down the path of a pervert. Whatever—hadn't he thrown away his integrity ages ago?

How heartless. One man was stuck washing dishes, while they were over there chatting away.

He could vaguely hear something about points and exams.

He had wanted to listen carefully, but after hearing that, he gave up on the idea.

Come to think of it, he had originally planned to buy ingredients today, but a series of events had left him with no time. Tomorrow, he could only go to the student cafeteria.

After drying the water off his hands, Kamigami Haruo walked over to the table in the middle of the living room. He sat down cross-legged and looked at the two girls before speaking.

"If there's anything you want to ask, ask now. One at a time, though. I'm very busy, you know—busy slacking off."

"Then I'll be direct. Why didn't you tell the class about the school's rules?"

"Seriously? We've known each other for a month, and you still don't understand me? Are we even friends? That hurts my feelings."

Kamigami Haruo immediately played the emotional card and turned the tables on her. Let's see how she answered that.

"Understanding you and informing people of the rules are two different matters. Don't conflate them."

Fine, that really didn't work on someone with no emotional intelligence.

"Tell me, even if I had told them, how much better could that bunch of problem children in Class D have behaved? Look at your little Sudo. Even knowing the rules, he still does whatever he wants. You saw the state of the class today too. The teacher hinted at it so many times, and they were still completely clueless. It's hard to imagine whether they'll even survive once they enter society."

"Besides, greed is everyone's nature—except my little Honami. If I told them the rules and the class points were unsatisfactory a month later, wouldn't they blame me? Wouldn't they suspect that I had a better solution but deliberately refused to tell them?"

"As for me, my values are perfectly normal. I'm just a little selfish and a little perverted. As long as I can live the life I want, that's enough. I don't care about Class A's privileges either."

"Alright, I've answered. Honami, your turn."

After speaking with a look of disgust on his face, Kamigami Haruo returned to his lazy expression.

"My turn, my turn. I'm asking now."

The girl looked as though she had finally gotten her chance.

"Why do you know so much about this school and the other students?"

The moment she said that, even Horikita Suzune, who had seemed hesitant to speak, perked up and listened attentively.

"That, huh."

Hearing that, Kamigami Haruo pinched his chin in thought.

"If you don't want to answer, you don't have to force yourself."

Ichinose was merely curious. She had no intention of digging to the bottom of it.

After all, someone she did not know had somehow known so much about her. She had been curious about it for a long time, but she was afraid it involved confidential information, so she had never voiced her question.

"Actually, I read some articles about this school. As for you all... the articles mentioned information about you."

There was nothing wrong with saying it that way. He was neither lying nor avoiding the question.

Besides, this was a real world. There was no need to fuss over such things.

As for his own identity, he had nothing to hide.

Even if he said it outright, no one would believe him. They would just take it as a joke and move on.

"That was a very ordinary answer."

"Yeah, yeah."

The two girls could tell from the sincerity in Kamigami Haruo's expression that he had not lied. After spending a month with him, they knew he would not lie at a time like this.

Still, faced with such an ordinary answer, Horikita Suzune could only make a sarcastic remark, while Ichinose echoed her.

It felt like he had answered, but not completely.

"Then do you know anything about Ayanokōji Kiyotaka?"

What had happened in the Counseling Room had made her curious about him, all because Chabashira Sae had said that he might be smarter than her.

"I don't."

"The expression on your face doesn't look like that of someone who doesn't know."

It was too obvious—that expression of finding something troublesome.

"It's precisely because his existence is such a hassle that I don't want to get dragged in and pick up trouble, ruining my peaceful three years entirely. So don't mention my existence to that guy."

He only wanted to spend these three years in peace. Unless necessary, he did not want to be expelled or expel anyone else.

However, she accurately caught the loophole in his words.

"I can agree to your request. So, are you saying that his abilities are hidden beneath the surface?"

"Anyway, that guy can definitely fulfill your wish of advancing to Class A. But he's an absolute egoist. As long as he can win, he can discard anything."

"I understand. But I won't rely on his abilities to advance to Class A. I'll use my own abilities to raise Class D to Class A. This is something I must go through, and an indispensable part of proving myself."

For now, Horikita Suzune had no intention of relying on anyone else. She merely wanted Ayanokōji to provide some labor so that her actions would be more convenient.

"Whoa, how noble. Horikita's goal is so cool."

Hearing those declaration-like words, Ichinose, after spending so many days with her, understood her resolve.

"I see. Then all I can do is wish you success."

Kamigami Haruo thought that, with that person around anyway, they would sooner or later rise to Class A. He could just lie back and relax.

"Let's start with you. You call others problem children, but that appalling zero of yours proves that you're a problem child too—and the ringleader among them."

Faced with Horikita Suzune's sharp tongue, Kamigami Haruo showed no embarrassment. Instead, he waved his hand and said,

"Don't worry about that. I have a guarantee that I won't be expelled. The people you should worry about are the few hovering around the passing line. You noticed too, right? The passing line is calculated by dividing the average score by two."