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Gifted Academy: The Perfect Student

Coming out of the Ideal Human Project, Mizuhara Ayato was referred to as the 'perfect human'. However, life was not so simple for this unfortunate boy. Stuck between other genius students and a meritocratic high school, Mizuhara would find himself unable to live a calm life. Who really is Mizuhara Ayato? Apathetic, listless and uncaring, will anyone ever make Mizuhara feel something? Even in the harsh conditions of the Tachibana System, he shows no signs of struggle. Is he the ultimate proof that nurture is stronger than nature? *** Sara Fujiharu, the cutest girl in the school, is also known as the 'Seatmate Bully'. Every few weeks, the class seating changes and every time, Fujiharu-san gets a new target. What's her goal? To make the boy sitting next to her fall in love, and once she does, she destroys their heart, crushing their love. Why does she do this? I still don't know. It's March 23rd, the day of the seating change. So far, ten boys have fallen for her traps, her playful attitude, and her innocent face. Not a single boy so far has managed to brush off her attacks-and every single time; their weak hearts have been crushed. Now it's my turn. However, my heart is not so easily played with. ** ____ Official Discord: https://discord.gg/T395tt4HUU

EvanMu · 现实
分數不夠
169 Chs

Fujiharu's Secret - Part 2

"Ayato, I can't really tell, but do you like to solve puzzles?"

"It's not exactly a hobby of mine."

Suddenly, Fujiharu began to take off her shirt.

...

"What are you doing."

Her pale skin leaked through the bottom of her loose t-shirt as she flipped it over her head. Flashing before my eyes, she slipped the shirt off of her body and placed it beside her on the bed.

Underneath was a bright blue sports bra, fittingly suited to her hair colour. Regardless, it was something that wasn't exactly strongly erotic.

"Are you an exhibitionist."

Her face went a little red, but she retained her composure.

"You'll see why I wanted you to see this~."

It was quite awkward. I wasn't sure whether or not I was supposed to look away.

She turned around and showed me something that appeared to be tattooed to her side.

It was rather small, but the word was clear.

—Hime

It was a word that meant 'princess'.