The Clueless Ayanokouji and the Tyrant Ryuuen! Part 1!

That was exactly why Hachiman didn't dare give her his room key.

Besides.

Couldn't she just pick the lock and come in?

What were White Room students even taught?

Hachiman was a little curious.

They were leaving for the school trip tomorrow, and the five days and four nights included the weekend.

Since it would take up every Sunday Ichika Amasawa had, Hachiman had let her come over tonight.

He also wanted to ask whether there were any souvenirs she wanted.

"Hokkaido, huh? High school life really is nice," Ichika said, lying sprawled across his bed with interest.

Hachiman knew that she was a White Room student. White Room students began training not long after they were born, which meant she had spent her entire life in that facility.

Everything outside was therefore fresh and new to her.

However, she was now a first-year student. This month's special exam was for the first years alone and would not involve the upperclassmen. So she could only honestly take the written exam.

"So, is there any souvenir you want—" Just as Hachiman began asking, the doorbell rang.

"Hachiman! You're in there, right? Help!"

"..."

It was a male voice.

So why was a guy coming to his dorm room?

PS: Debt: 471,000 words. This chapter: 4,000 words. Still owe 467,000 words.

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Kiyotaka Ayanokoji Without Common Sense and Tyrant Ryuen! Part One!

A guy had appeared outside his dorm room and immediately called for help.

"..." Hachiman said nothing.

"I'll go take a look," Hachiman said.

"Mm." Ichika had no objections. She had originally thought that if someone came over, she would need to find somewhere to hide—inside the bathroom, the closet, or even under the bed.

But now, it looked like Hachiman-senpai intended to send the person away rather than