The Calm Before the Storm: The Redhead Targeted by the Tyrant

Koenji Rokusuke elegantly pushed open the café door. Accompanied by his cheerful laughter, he spotted Tatsuya Sakuya at first glance.

"Koenji, do you know that guy?"

The upperclassman beside Koenji Rokusuke curiously pointed at Tatsuya Sakuya.

"Yes, my classmate."

Tatsuya Sakuya did not even need to think to know that Koenji Rokusuke had arrived. After all, he had barely encountered anyone else at school who liked to sprinkle English into their speech.

When something made no sense, he only needed to assume it fit Koenji Rokusuke's aesthetic.

"Koenji, I saw you leave midway through the study session this afternoon. So you went on a date?"

Tatsuya Sakuya had personally watched Koenji openly leave the library that afternoon, and Hirata Yousuke had even gone over to try to persuade him.

"Yes, I felt there was no point in attending the study session. After all, I do not need such a thing to improve my grades."

But Koenji truly did not need the study session. It had originally been meant to help students with weak foundations, and he had practically scored full marks on every previous mock exam.

"Boy, meanwhile, you have the leisure to sit here with a girl, savoring bitter black coffee. What an interesting taste!"

With that, Koenji laughed brightly, wrapped an arm around the upperclassman's slender waist, and walked straight toward the back of the café.

"Come, lady, let us enjoy the perfect time."

"...That's your classmate? Why does he feel kind of strange? Did he fry his brain or something?"

Kamuro Masumi furrowed her brows, her face full of disbelief.

Still, that was perfectly normal. Who could understand a stranger walking up and spouting a bunch of incomprehensible nonsense mixed with English? Any normal person would think he had gone mad.

In Tatsuya Sakuya's view, Koenji Rokusuke