Please Don't Misunderstand

　　After knowing the reason, Shinichi immediately felt much more comfortable.

　　As if thinking of some problem, Fuutarou suddenly gave him a wary look.

　　"Hey, let me say it first. Even though this job is forced, the salary is decent. I don't want to miss this opportunity."

　　Shinichi naturally heard that there was something in his words.

　　Simply put, it is "please don't take my job". If the master chose one of the second and third year students to tutor his daughter, then of course Fuutarou would be eliminated immediately.

　　With this job, Fuutarou has the opportunity to feed his entire family.

　　So even though he had never been a tutor before, he didn't want to pass up the opportunity to make some money. Of course, he was afraid that Shinichi would suddenly become interested in being a tutor and cut off his job.

　　"You're worried about this…" Shinichi sighed, "Even though I don't know how I look in your heart, but I'm not so bad that I'll snatch the job of saving my friend's life? What's more, I prefer reading books to being a tutor."

　　He patted Fuutarou on the shoulder reassuringly, and sent an encouraging look.

　　"This is also practice for you, come on! Don't think that teaching others is easy, it's completely different from studying yourself."

　　Fuutarou couldn't contain his surprise at that undisguised urge and expectation, and then the corners of his mouth slowly curved up. He lowered his head as if to cover up his embarrassment, rubbed his bangs with his fingers but looked up confidently.

　　"Huh, who do you think I am? I Uesugi Fuutarou must do my best! Wait for me, one day I earn enough money, I will treat you to a barbecue as a gift!"

　　"This is the first time I've heard that you are willing to treat others. Even though it's not a big meal, it's very moving." Shinichi laughed lightly and seductively.

　　Fuutarou's temper is not bad, but his mouth is a bit harsh and his personality is a bit gloomy. He naturally believes that the other party will not commit any crimes to the transfer student.

　　Furthermore, it was the Nakano family's business to hire tutors, so he only complained a few times, not bothering to meddle in other people's decisions.

　　It's just, a tutor... In other words, Fuutarou is going to tutor a beautiful girl who looks like Nakano Miku?

　　What luck.

　　With a sigh, Shinichi no longer cared about this, he was determined not to care about anything else except studying, so of course he wouldn't feel envious.

　　At noon, Shinichi went to the Sakura Pavilion for lunch.

　　Eating while reading, one of his innate skills has always been one of his innate skills, but sometimes he can't help but look at the grass drilled by Miku and he really feels that he is contradicting himself.

　　"Calm down, my hormones... I'm a straight steel man in the study world, I can't imagine being alone with a pretty girl..."

　　He realized more than once that he was indeed a normal but pathetic boy.

　　But he didn't know whether it was luck or bad luck, today he managed to get a lunch with an exclusive view and finished it with books and flowers as usual.

　　In the afternoon, the talented student sitting next to him finally regained her spirits.

　　Maybe because she spent the whole afternoon sleeping? Although her expression returned to her usual look, she wrinkled her little face and covered her stomach, and Shinichi could faintly hear a beast-like roar from Furuhashi's lower abdomen, which was clearly a sign of too much hunger.

　　Shinichi looked at the chocolate in his school bag, it was prepared to add nutrition to himself which always made his brain work too hard, then he started to think seriously.

　　If he gave her chocolate, would that be considered attention-grabbing?

　　But if he ignored her like this, he felt really pitiful… It was like when he saw a stray cat digging for food in a trash can, out of sympathy.

For the girls, Shinichi needs a reason for his actions. So at this time, he began to rack his brain to think, could he find enough reasons to convince himself.

　　Correct!

　　Shinichi's eyes flashed suddenly, revealing a satisfied smile.

　　Before the teacher entered the classroom, he hid the chocolate in his sleeve and knocked on Furuhashi's desk.

　　"Furuhashi-san, I have a question I want to ask you."

　　"Eh?!"

　　Furuhashi was starving and doing math work, at first surprised and looking at her in surprise, but then she tilted her head and asked with confused eyes.

　　"That's… Fukada-san, right? If I remember correctly, you should be second in class, right? Why do you have to ask me questions at rank 69?"

　　Fukada...? You don't even know my name?

　　The veins on Shinichi's forehead twitched, and he suddenly wanted to put chocolate in his mouth, and never sympathize with her again.

　　However, it was his rule not to give up halfway. Even though he was irritated, he still smiled kindly and told her word by word.

　　"I, Asa-Ka-Da… Furuhashi-san need to be humble, you are half a point ahead of me in liberal arts, and there is no logical fallacy in my question."

　　"Ah, is that so haha..." Hearing that his name was deliberately mispronounced, the apology on Furuhashi's face appeared extremely reluctant, and she tried her best to smile, "Then what do you want to ask? Let me tell you first, I know nothing about curing juvenile dementia, so I probably can't answer that for you..."

　　Shinichi: "😐"

　　He took a deep breath, suppressed his anger, tightened the chocolate in his bag, and asked emotionlessly.

　　"Many people who have never studied mathematics confuse mathematics with arithmetic, thinking that mathematics is a boring science, but in fact it requires an infinite imagination. Which mathematician does this sentence say?"

Furuhashi was stunned for a moment: "Eh... Math?"

　　Shinichi didn't bother waiting for her to answer, and continued on his own: "That was said by the great Russian female mathematician, Sophia Vasilievna Kovalevskaya. A poet must not only be able to see what others do not see, but also see deeper than others, and so a mathematician is also the sentence she uses to describe her life."

　　"That..." Furuhashi was completely dumbfounded, she raised her hand to interrupt Shinichi's words, but he handed her a chocolate bar, which made her hold it reflexively.

　　"Because you can't remember my name, I have negative emotions, so according to an equal exchange, I will make you feel the same way."

　　He didn't really mean to say that, but... Forget it, as long as his goal was achieved, and the reason given to himself, it didn't matter if she wasn't afraid of being passionate.

　　Taking out the almost finished reading "Math Is Fun~ Teaches You to Play Maths Easily" from the drawer, Shinichi turned his head, his eyes fell on the book, and finally added a sentence.

　　"Also, my goal is to make you feel inexplicable, I have no other ideas. Please don't misunderstand."

　　A perfect ending, now he's not afraid of her misunderstandings!

　　The action finished and Shinichi ended the conversation.

　　Then the air fell into silence.

　　Furuhashi: "???"

　　Frozen in place holding the chocolate, Furuhashi had question marks all over her face.

　　As Shinichi said, she really felt very inexplicable right now.

　　It's okay to be greeted in the middle of homework, and it's okay to suddenly be asked the odd question. What's the next step?

　　Tsundere's unique concern!

　　So, is Asada-san a girly person?

　　I'm not a sentimental person, I only accept your kindness honestly, so why must you be so wordy and coy?

　　Isn't this more misleading? !

　　Plus, why does chocolate have anything to do with math...

　　When the inner grievance touched this point, Furuhashi suddenly looked at the math work that had not written a few words, then looked at the chocolate in her hand, her expression changed from blank to serious.

　　So... It's to tell her the right attitude to study math, but at the same time, he's afraid that she'll be hungry, so he's giving her chocolate to eat?

　　Thinking about it this way, the chocolate in her hand seemed to have a different kind of heat.

　　Furuhashi couldn't help but sigh, pursed her cherry lips, slightly closed her eyelids, and slowly lowered her head.

　　——I see, he didn't even know.

　　Asada-san, he... Asada-san, this person...

　　Then, her pretty face turned red, and she tried her best to complain in her heart.

　　It turned out that she was too self-confident!