The Gap between Class A and Class F

"Hi, excuse me..."

The girl outside the door appeared quite nervous, her voice high-pitched and thin.

She only opened the door a crack, still holding onto the edge with one hand, leaning back slightly, as if planning to escape if something went wrong.

"Student Yuigahama?"

Hiratsuka Shizuka, who had a momentary pause, quickly stood up from Makoto Amano and distanced herself from him.

She recognized the girl outside the door.

" Hiratsuka-sensei?"

The girl finally realized that the teacher in the white coat, who had just had close contact with the male classmate, was her teacher.

"Anyway, come in and sit down first."

Although the female teacher's face blushed a little due to concern over being misunderstood, Yukino, who had been "watching the play" while seated, remained calm.

"Okay..."

The girl outside the door slowly squeezed into the community classroom through the small opening.

She had shoulder-length light peach-colored long hair, slightly curled, with a small bun on top.

Every time she took a step, her hair and some parts of her body shook accordingly.

It looked quite eye-catching.

"That... just now..."

The girl who walked in kept shifting her gaze, scanning back and forth on the faces of Shizuka Hiratsuka and Makoto Amano as if she was inquiring.

"Just now... I just fell..."

Shizuka Hiratsuka quickly explained.

"Huh, so it is..."

She just fell... After hearing Shizuka Hiratsuka's explanation, the girl stroked her chest and gradually felt relieved.

Just to put it bluntly, why is Hiratsuka-sensei like that...

"Woo!"

*Click.*

However, the sudden sound of locking the door immediately startled the girl who had just let her guard down.

"Since you found out about the matter between me and Teacher Hiratsuka, I can't let you go."

Makoto Amano, who walked around the door at some point and locked the classroom door, showed a villainous expression.

After Amano Makoto locked the door, he slowly approached the girl.

"You... what can I do with you?"

Shizuka Hiratsuka didn't expect Makoto Amano to suddenly intervene again, which made the misunderstanding that had already been in contact changed back to the original.

"Don't listen to him, Yuigahama."

"Ah... um."

The girl nodded slightly.

But her eyes wandered more and more, and the peach-haired girl who kept backing away obviously no longer firmly believed in Shizuka Hiratsuka's words.

"That boy, that boy is coming!"

Although he is indeed as handsome as the rumors say, but...

The girl only felt that the boy who was walking towards her was planning to "silence" her.

"Yuigahama-san, this is the chair."

While casting a cold gaze at Amano Makoto, Yukino pointed to the chair opposite her to Yuigahama Yui with a gentle voice.

"Thanks..."

The girl who felt the "reliance" quickly sat on the chair not far from Yukino.

"Ms. Hiratsuka, Yuigahama-san will definitely feel that there is an improper relationship between you and me. Be careful that after she walks out from here, she will spread rumors that are not good for your reputation, Ms.Hiratsuka."

Makoto Amano reminded a certain female teacher in a serious manner.

"I, I didn't see anything!"

The girl with the dumpling head quickly raised her hands to show her innocence.

"Shut up!"

Once again, Shizuka Hiratsuka, who couldn't bear it any longer, hit someone hard on the waist with her elbow.

"You...you see...she must be suspicious of us..."

Makoto Amano was forced to bend over.

"I don't!"

The girl with the dumpling head shook her head again.

"Anyway, for the sake of Hiratsuka-sensei's reputation, I'm going to start your interrogation now."

Makoto Amano also pulled out the chair and sat beside Yukino.

Unexpectedly, the girl who was listed as the first in his list would actually vote...and come to him on her own initiative.

This is truly a godsend opportunity.

"Interrogation, interrogation?"

The girl pointed at herself with a finger, with a nervous expression on her face.

On the other side, Shizuka Hiratsuka and Yukino both expressed helplessness and put their hands on their foreheads.

"First question...?"

This, is this the beginning?

Facing Makoto Amano who suddenly became condescending, the girl with the head of a dumpling almost bit her tongue.

"Age."

While pretending to ask, Makoto Amano took out a notebook to make records, which looked very much like a policeman who was taking notes.

"Teen...seventeen, wait, shouldn't the first question be asking my name first?"

The girl who originally planned to introduce herself failed to find the opportunity again.

"I know your name, Yuhigahama Yui-san, or rather, I've written down the names of all the pretty girls in the school, so you don't need to ask."

"Yes, is that so?"

What, what's going on, a little happy?

The girl was a little embarrassed because he seemed to have inadvertently exaggerated her appearance.

"Hobby."

"Karaoke and...cooking."

Although the latter item is not very good at girls.

"Measurements."

"Eighty... um!?"

The girl who almost revealed the private data of her body raised her head shyly.

"What is this person asking..."

"I mean class."

Makoto Amano quickly pretended to make a slip of the tongue.

"Second-year Class F..."

"I see, as expected of Class F, it's just different from Class A..."

Makoto Amano glanced at the girl's chest.

The long-sleeved shirt of the uniform is really boring for well-developed girls.

This student Yuigahama has almost unbuttoned the top half of her shirt, looking quite astringent.

"In contrast, a certain Yukinoshita student from class A is more..."

Well, not a single button has been released.

"Yuigahama, you don't have to cooperate with this boring man to answer these questions."

After noticing Makoto Amano's subtle gaze, Yukino's eyes became colder.

"Um…"

Yuigahama Yui was still thinking about what Makoto Amano was talking about just now.

What's the difference between Class F and Class A...what's the difference?

"You don't need to think about what this man said, or you will be played around by him."

"Ah... I, I see."

That's amazing, does Yukinoshita have the ability to read minds?

Yuigahama Yui, who was a little nervous just now, soon became cheerful after hearing Yukino's words.

"Yukinoshita, help me give this to your mother."

After observing the gradual easing of the "situation" in the classroom, Hiratsuka Shizuka finally recalled her purpose for visiting the service department.

She retrieved Makoto Amano's unapologetic admission form from the pocket of her white coat and handed it to the black-haired girl standing before her.

"I still have something to attend to, so I'll take my leave."

Unlocking the service department's door lock, Shizuka Hiratsuka strode out.

She had spent enough time there.

Numerous educational matters still awaited her attention in the office.

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"Well, I heard Teacher Hiratsuka mention that this place can assist people in solving their problems?"

Upon witnessing Shizuka Hiratsuka unlock the door lock of the service department, Yuigahama Yui also began to relax.

"That's roughly accurate."

Yukino felt a bit curious as to why Shizuka Hiratsuka had entrusted Makoto Amano's enrollment form to her and had even asked her mother to peruse it.

However, she remained remarkably composed and chose not to express her curiosity immediately. Instead, after exchanging a glance with someone, she placed the enrollment form into her schoolbag.

"So, what kind of help do you need?"

While addressing the girl with the dumpling-like head, Yukino swatted away Makoto Amano's hand, which was surreptitiously reaching for her schoolbag.

"I... um..."

Yuigahama Yui was about to respond but hesitated as she glanced at Amano Makoto, who was seated beside Yukino.

It seemed that what she was about to disclose involved matters of privacy.