Ren's love luck is very good?

It was afternoon in the blink of an eye.

"Good day, Kouhai-kun."

As soon as Ren arrived at the school gate, Asumi who was standing in front of the school gate smiled and greeted him.

"Good day," Ren answered.

"Is this the student you taught?"

Asumi turned to look at the three Fuminos following him.

"Um."

"Kamikawa-san, who is this?"

Looking at the purple haired girl communicating with Ren, Itsuki asked hesitantly.

Before Ren could speak, Asumi came up to the three of them and introduced herself: "My name is Kominami Asumi. I am a 2nd year student. I will be his teaching assistant from now on, responsible for helping Kouhai-kun, I am here to help you with your tutoring, and please give me your advice in the future."

"Assistant?"

Hearing those words, Itsuki was clearly shocked.

She just thought Asumi was Ren's girlfriend, so she was a little worried about this.

Of course, what she was worried about was not her identity as a girlfriend, but Asumi would not let Ren continue teaching them.

Luckily, it was just a futile worry.

"That's right, it's the teaching assistant," Asumi nodded.

Fumino also recognizes Asumi, the girl she and Ren met at the library.

But she didn't expect that she would suddenly become a teaching assistant who came to help them with their tutoring.

Even though she didn't know what caused such a miracle to occur, Fumino easily accepted this fact.

"Hello Kominami Senpai, my name is Furuhashi Fumino, I am Kamikawa-san's classmate, they..."

Knowing that Ren was not good at speaking and introducing, Fumino took the initiative to introduce herself, and also introduced Itsuki and Rizu.

"Hello."

Rizu didn't really care why they suddenly had an extra teaching assistant. After being introduced to them by Fumino, she gently greeted them.

After chatting briefly with them, Asumi returned to Ren's side.

Compared to that, she still preferred to stay with Ren. There is an inexplicable sense of security.

One of the reasons was because she didn't know Fumino and the others very well, so she subconsciously chose to stay with the only Ren she knew.

Seeing that they must have known each other, Ren took them to Nakano's house.

Having been there many times, he already knew the route by heart and didn't need Itsuki to guide him anymore.

On the way to Nakano's house, Asumi naturally walked side by side with Ren, while Fumino and the others followed behind them, discussing something in low voices.

"By the way, Kouhai-kun, your love luck is pretty good."

After a while, Asumi turned her head and looked at the three people behind her, then walked beside him and said.

"My luck is average," Ren replied.

Currently, he had not activated [Luck Max] or other luck-based superpowers, so his current luck should be the same as ordinary people, and it was not luck at all.

"Don't you think you are very lucky? You teach three beautiful girls at once. Asumi smiled and teased, "How? Do you have any special thoughts about them?"

"No."

Ren didn't really understand what specific thoughts Asumi was talking about, but in short, he didn't have any thoughts about the three.

"Really, now I don't know whether I should believe you or not. After all, you have a tsundere streak."

Asumi seemed a little depressed and talked about the tsundere attributes given to him that day at Mafuyu's house.

"I don't have the attribute of being a tsundere."

In order to avoid some strange attributes on his body and be different from ordinary people, Ren seriously denies this kind of thing every time.

"Yeah, yeah, I understand." Asumi nodded with, "But, having said that, didn't you say that you had seven students at that time? Why are there only three people now?"

"They're waiting for us that way," Ren explained.

"Is that so... Wait, them?"

Asumi suddenly realized her choice of words.

"Correct."

"In other words, are the remaining four people also girls?" Guess Asumi.

"That's right."

"Kouhai-kun, you still say that your luck in love is average."

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At the same time, the Nakano family.

"It wouldn't be fun to start tutoring again, wouldn't it?"

Ichika slowly descended the stairs and let out a relaxed breath.

"Ichika, do you hate tutoring?"

Miku who was sitting on the sofa playing with her cellphone, turned her head and looked over when she heard his words.

"It's not that I hate it, I just feel like the time that was supposed to be sleeping suddenly turned into study time. Anyone would definitely be a little dissatisfied with this." Ichika sat next to her and explained.

"There's nothing we can do. That's because our grades were so bad. If we always get the same grades, not only will it be difficult to continue to the 2nd year of high school, but we might also be forced to change schools."

Nino came over with a glass of water and sat down too.

"I don't want to move to another school. I already told Naoki that I studied at Shuchi'in Academy. I didn't want to tell him that I had transferred to another school after some time and embarrass myself in front of him."

"Your reason is truly special." Ichika couldn't help but complain, "If father knew that you decided to study hard because of a boy, he would definitely be angry."

"I don't know about this. Besides, I'm that old. Isn't it normal for me to make my own decisions?"

Nino never thought about this and didn't bother thinking about it.

"…"

Yotsuba who was sitting on the side didn't say anything, she just sat there and listened quietly to the chatter of Nino and the others.

Every time she heard Nino talk about Naoki, she felt strange in her heart.

This was a taste she had never experienced before, which made her feel extremely ethereal.

In order to get rid of the strange feeling in her heart, Yotsuba decided to take the initiative to talk to Nino to calm her mood.

Seeing Nino playing with her cell phone, Yotsuba pretended to be curious and asked: "Nino, what are you doing?"

"I asked Naoki about his rest time today to see if it matched ours." Nino raised her head and looked at Yotsuba, "Why do you ask?"

"No, it's fine," Yotsuba waved her hand awkwardly.

Her mood was more complicated.