It had been a few days since the incident with the store clerk.
Every night, Airi sent Uesugi Hara some photos, just like before. The only difference was that no one was harassing her anymore.
Uesugi Hara couldn't figure out what Airi was thinking, but he still gave the photos she sent him his honest opinion.
This unspoken exchange quietly became a little daily ritual between them.
Class D had somehow gotten Class C to drop its accusations against Ken Sudō.
Uesugi Hara didn't care much about it, though. After all, it had nothing to do with him.
At most, he could only marvel at Class D's good luck.
The end of term was approaching.
Another round of study sessions had begun.
Because Kamuro Masumi had said, "You're not as good at teaching as Uesugi," Sakayanagi Arisu had handed her over to Uesugi Hara.
As a result, Uesugi Hara had to spend his wonderful weekend at the library.
"Kamuro, how could you say that to Sakayanagi?" Uesugi Hara asked, utterly baffled. Was his good buddy really that bold?
"I just muttered it without thinking. Who knew she'd hear me?"
Kamuro Masumi lay face-down on the table, looking utterly hopeless. She could already see her future stretching out before her in darkness.
Uesugi Hara picked a promising-looking novel from the bookshelf beside him and said to Kamuro, who was still grumbling, "You should get started on your big revision project."
Kamuro Masumi resigned herself to her fate and opened her textbook to the first page.
After studying for a while, Uesugi Hara couldn't help asking, "Kamuro, do you know which parts are important?"
"No. But if I review everything, I won't have to worry about that."
Uesugi Hara: Should I call you clever, or stupid?
"That's certainly one way to do