White Piao Freak's Points Trade, Ichinose Takes the Bait

Hoshinomiya's eyes darted around before she pressed on: "Ehh~ Teacher is this cute, and I'm not on the ranking? How sad~"

Tsukishima got goosebumps: "I wouldn't know about that. Anyway, Mashima-sensei, let's continue."

Tomoya Mashima set down his water glass and nodded: "Alright, let's continue."

Hoshinomiya and Ichinose also left, sneaking off to whisper about something on the side.

The two of them kept glancing at Tsukishima from time to time.

But Tsukishima didn't care. Whatever, do what you want, look all you like, I'll study as I please.

"Alright, anything else you don't understand?"

Tomoya Mashima put down his pen, closed the workbook, and handed it to Tsukishima.

Tsukishima closed his notebook and took the workbook: "Not for now. Thank you, Mashima-sensei."

Tomoya Mashima nodded, opened his mouth as if to say something, but only waved his hand, letting Tsukishima leave.

Just as he stepped out of the office, he saw the homeroom teacher leaning against the doorframe, Sae Chabashira.

"Good afternoon, sensei."

Tsukishima gave a casual greeting and returned to the classroom.

The classroom was in chaos right now.

The quasi-human Yamauchi Muraki and the unevolved ape Ike Kanji were huddled together, cackling weirdly, their hands occasionally forming claws and scratching at their chests.

The gyaru were gathered together, discussing new nail art and which karaoke place to hit up tonight.

A group of boys were crowded around Hirata Yosuke, talking about soccer and sports.

The saintess, Kushida Kikyo, wove between everyone, joining and leaving any topic at will.

Honestly, this girl was destined to be the king of gold-level sales in the future.

Tsukishima returned to his seat. The moment he sat down, Kushida Kikyo cheerfully leaned over: "Tsukishima-kun, did you go consult the teacher again?"

Tsukishima replied with a smile: "Yeah, there's a lot I don't understand, so I have to trouble the teacher."

Kushida Kikyo sat down in her seat, resting her chin on her hands: "But there are plenty of classmates with good grades you could ask, you know."

She opened her eyes wide, full of seriousness: "Like Horikita-san. She's a bit cold, but her academic ability is really high. Tsukishima-kun always runs to the office right after class ends. Don't you feel lonely? I'm worried about you, Tsukishima-kun."

Gotta hand it to the saintess—her angle of conversation was still this unique.

Tsukishima shook his head and looked at her seriously: "Not at all. After all, I have Kushida-san with me. As long as Kushida-san is by my side, nothing else matters."

Did I really just say something so goblin-like? That's so like me.

Kushida Kikyo was startled: "Ehh~ Is that so? But is that really okay?"

Tsukishima nodded earnestly: "As long as I have Kushida-san, as long as I can see Kushida-san's figure, I'm not afraid of anything. Even if there's a cliff ahead, I'd walk toward Kushida-san without changing my expression."

The quasi-human Yamauchi Muraki appeared: "Hey hey hey, what are you saying, you bastard? Kushida-san is everyone's angel. You can't do that!"

The unevolved ape also grunted in agreement.

Tsukishima rolled his eyes, a bit regretting going abstract.

"Just kidding." He added flatly, "I just think asking the teacher is more efficient."

Kushida Kikyo covered her mouth and laughed: "Tsukishima-kun is such a joker~ That expression just now, I almost thought it was real~"

Yamauchi Muraki looked wary beside him: "Really just kidding?"

Tsukishima glanced at him: "What else? I have no improper thoughts about the saintess."

"Good, good~" Yamauchi sighed in relief, turned to look at Kushida, and immediately switched to a fawning smile, "Kushida-san, you're really coming to karaoke this weekend, right?"

"Of course~" Kushida's smile was radiant, "I'm looking forward to it!"

Yamauchi and Ike immediately let out an "Oohoo" cheer and high-fived each other.

Tsukishima silently turned his head.

Unwatchable.

Truly unwatchable.

The school bell rang.

Tsukishima stretched, packed up his things, and strolled out of the classroom.

Watching the sunset glow, he pulled out that palm-sized notebook and sat on a bench, focusing on drawing.

Even though he still wasn't good at drawing people and couldn't use the notebook to make money, he couldn't give up his hobby.

Inside the teachers' office.

Chie Hoshinomiya rested her cheek on her hand, playing on her phone, occasionally glancing at Sae Chabashira, who was grading assignments in the corner.

"Sae-chan~ Why aren't you leaving today?"

Chabashira didn't look up: "I have something to do."

"What's the matter?"

"None of your business."

"Ehh~ so cold~" Hoshinomiya drew out her tone, then her eyes lit up as she picked up her phone and dialed a number.

The call connected.

"Hello, is this Honami?"

Ichinose's voice came through the receiver: "Ah, Hoshinomiya-sensei, is something the matter?"

"Nothing much~ This morning, Tsukishima-kun from Class D kindly told us about the points. You absolutely must go thank him properly—this is very important."

"Hoshinomiya-sensei, I was just about to go. Everyone in Class B has also agreed to give Tsukishima-kun some personal points as thanks."

"Ehh~ you were just about to go? Then can sensei listen in too? Sensei is very curious about Tsukishima-kun~"

Hoshinomiya noticed Chabashira's hand holding the pen tremble slightly.

That only spurred her on more: "Please, Class B's angel-sama~"

Ichinose couldn't help feeling Hoshinomiya was the real child here: "Alright, alright, but sensei can't speak."

On a school bench.

Tsukishima sneezed: "Who's thinking of me?"

He shook his head and continued his sketch. In truth, these little drawings didn't take much time—a few strokes and they were done. He'd learned it from a short-video creator in his past life.

"Tsukishima-kun."

Ichinose walked over, her face slightly flushed and a little out of breath: "Whew... I finally found you."

Tsukishima picked up his bag and made room for her: "Ichinose-san, is there something you need from me?"

Ichinose nodded, pulling out her phone and hiding the ongoing call screen: "I came to thank you—about the student points issue in the faculty office this morning."

Tsukishima waved a hand: "No need. Even if I hadn't said anything, the teacher would have mentioned it once the month was over. Besides, Class B is already very disciplined—knowing or not doesn't make much difference."

Ichinose shook her head seriously: "Knowing early means we can prevent problems early. Actually, over this past week, since the teacher hasn't been supervising much, everyone has already started slacking off. I've discussed it with the class, and we plan to give you 200,000 personal points as thanks."

Tsukishima looked up, a bit surprised: "200,000 personal points? That much?"

Ichinose nodded, phone in hand: "Knowing early means we can prevent problems early. And these points aren't really that much—everyone just chips in a little."

In truth, she'd contributed 50,000 herself, and the rest only needed a few thousand each. Combined with Ichinose's angelic reputation, Class B had agreed.

Tsukishima happily pulled out his phone: "Didn't expect this perk. Give my thanks to everyone in Class B—now I won't have to worry about not affording food."