17 Even teachers in the list..

After Sasaki heard this answer, he took a deep breath and straightened his body with a serious expression:

"Please say."

"Huh?" Haruno Ayato, who had not waited for the scolding and admonishment, did not react for a while, but then, as if finding a comrade, he became even more excited, introducing the oned to Sasaki.

"The second-ranked is our art teacher, Sakashiro-sensei, whose full name is Sakashiro Kurumi. She is very nice to the students and has no pretensions at all, so she is very popular among students."

"The fifth place is the English teacher Hyoudou Tomoe.

However, although she is a teacher, she doesn't seem to like men very much.

She only talks to male classmates out of politeness, but because she has a good figure and looks at others as if looking at garbage.

Her eyes are very popular with some male classmates, so she is ranked fifth."

"The sixth is the math teacher, Kisaragi-sensei. Her full name is Kisaragi Miyuki.

Although she is very beautiful and has a good figure, she is too serious, so much so that she would even take some small jokes seriously and then scold the ones responsible.

But because of her beauty, coupled with the bonus of the teacher's status, her ranking is just above Natsuha Shinomiya-san."

"And finally, the last one, eighth, is the Japanese language teacher, our homeroom teacher, Takamine-sensei, full name Takamine Ayako.

She's... well how should I put it, she's very good-looking and has a nice figure, but she always wears unfashionable glasses, and she's too responsible for the students, just like being monitored by a mother at home.

Although we know she's good, we can't accept it, so she was ranked last in the class."

Counting on his fingers, Haruno Ayato finally added:

"By the way, I think the first period is Takamine-sensei's class, so you better not..."

Just as the boy was about to remind Sasaki not to sleep during Takamine-sensei's class, he noticed Sasaki's body jolt and his face turn extremely pale, so he immediately asked with equal concern.

"What's wrong? You look so bad. Are you feeling unwell?"

Sasaki Fuyumi, with a grim expression, was about to stand up, but as the class bell, deeply ingrained in his DNA, rang, he sat back down again as if frustrated.

Then he covered his forehead and sighed at the nervous Haruno Ayato.

"When I came in, I was only thinking about going back to class and forgot to go to the staff room to get my books..."

He only remembered that his predecessor used to come to school to sleep but had forgotten that he didn't have any books.

No wonder he felt like something was missing when he sat here this morning.

Although he felt a bit regretful, but there was no way to undo the matter now.

"Ah? Do you want me to lend you the book?" Haruno Ayato, who cherished this classmate who was willing to listen to him, naturally didn't want him to be scolded on the first day of class, so he decided to offer his book to Sasaki, but the latter pushed it back.

"What will you use if I take yours? Besides, it's not a big deal. I forgot to pick up the book on the first day so the teacher won't make it too difficult for me."

After speaking, he waved off Haruno Ayato, who wanted to say more, and turned him around:

"The teacher is coming, turn around quickly."

Just as the latter was about to say, 'I didn't hear the sound of high heels, the teacher isn't here yet,' a crisp, rhythmic 'click-clack' sound echoed from afar, resonating in everyone's minds and drew nearer.

It was at this moment that the students who were noisy and sitting in different postures immediately fell silent and sat up straight.

The snacks and makeup boxes placed on the table were also stuffed into the table pockets at lightning speed.

At the same time, everyone took out their Japanese language books and put them on the table.

Seeing this scene that had an incomparable sense of déjà vu, he didn't have time to reflect before he heard the familiar command 'Class begin,' 'Stand up.'

As a conditioned reflex, the boy stood up and shouted, "Good morning, teacher."

In the last row, Sasaki, whose height was the most conspicuous, was naturally noticed by Ayako Takamine, who was standing at the podium holding a book.

Although she had just taken over the second year of high school and had never met Sasaki herself, as a homeroom teacher, Takamine Ayako was somewhat familiar with her students, so she knew a bit about his family situation.

Therefore, she did not say much but stood on the podium and said loudly:

"Sasaki, share a book with Yasui for now. Remember to come to the staff room to get the storage room key after class."

"Now, let's start the roll call."

"Sato, Yoshida..."

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Not paying attention to the vague glances from some classmates, Sasaki Fuyumi nodded to Yasui Sara who was looking over, after Takamine Ayako made the arrangements, quietly said "Excuse me," and moved his desk closer to hers.

But the latter just nodded slightly, then turned her head and glanced at the three-wheeled tree next to him.

But Miwa Itsuki didn't react or he didn't hear it at all.

He just stood there with his face raised and his eyes closed, as if he was sleeping.

His nonchalant look made the girl, who was looking at him, puff her cheeks in annoyance and turn her head away angrily, and this little drama made Sasaki Fuyumi, who was watching intently, glance towards Miwa Itsuki, who appeared to be very sleepy.

Being able to ignore such obvious displays from others, this guy was quite impressive; it seemed his obliviousness far surpassed that of Okino Kazuki.

'I just don't know if he really doesn't care or if he is not interested in beautiful girls of this level, and he is not even worried about someone else stealing his childhood friend.

After muttering to himself, Sasaki sat down after Takamine Ayako read his name.

And Yasui Sara, sitting upright and enhancing her graceful figure, didn't vent her frustration on the innocent Sasaki, and after the teacher started the lesson, she placed the textbook between them and pointed out the section for him.

Unable to resist glancing at the girl's pure and flawless profile, Sasaki leaned forward a bit, looking at Miwa Itsuki, who was already sleeping on the desk and silently shook his head.

'What a blind guy...'

Before Sasaki could continue to sigh, Takamine Ayako, who was standing on the podium, couldn't help it anymore.

"Miwa, continue reading from where I left off."

"Ah?"

When his name was called, the boy stood up subconsciously without taking a textbook, but soon, a book with creases and red lines appeared in his hand.

And as if knowing this would happen, the boy wasn't surprised and just read the text mechanically.

On the podium, Takamine Ayako, who witnessed Yasui pushing the book to Miwa Itsuki, didn't say much and just glanced at the girl who had her head lowered.

After finishing reading, Sara Yasui took the book and placed it between the two of them again, lowered her head, and muttered to Sasaki in a low voice.

"I'm sorry."

Sasaki, on the other hand, just looked at the dazzling crease on the neat pages and shook his head silently.

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