Arriving at school, Uesugi Sakura sat in his seat waiting for the morning assembly to begin before class.
At this time, he habitually looked out the window beside him.
On a broad road, he could see rows of cute little yellow hats passing by.
Short and chubby bodies, with chubby little faces, carrying red backpacks, bouncing around now and then, following the policeman in front and moving slowly.
This couldn't help but remind him of over ten years ago when he was also a part of this group.
However, because he didn't like running around, the teacher asked him to go to the front to lead the way, and for this, a few of his classmates with baby voices complained to the teacher about the unfairness, as they were supposed to be in the first row.
Only kids would fuss over such things.
But precisely because of this, childhood memories bring a smile.
"Hey, Uesugi, morning."
"Hmm, morning." Uesugi Sakura turned back and replied to Goto Iwao.
"I didn't expect you to actually get her LINE for me yesterday; I thought you were lying to me." Goto flopped into his seat.
"I didn't intend to get it; she came over herself."
"The process doesn't matter, as long as the result is right. I talked to her all night last night."
"Just don't make me face her again."
"No way," Goto Iwao waved his hand, "I was very restrained, only asked about her hobbies, and didn't even prepare to ask her measurements."
"By the way, she also asked if you're going to the Kyudo Club today."
Uesugi Sakura asked, "Did you answer her?"
"No, I just said I'm still considering it. But she seemed a bit reluctant to go, saying there are too many rules,"
Goto Iwao crossed his arms,
"Well, actually, I can understand. After all, young girls love to take photos, put on makeup, and idol chase every day; where would they find time to learn those kinds of things."
"Just tell her I'm not going."
Uesugi Sakura didn't want to stir up so much trouble; otherwise, he'd have to clean up afterward, ruining his reputation, too troublesome.
"No problem," Goto Iwao agreed readily, "But you're really not going?"
"..."
Uesugi Sakura was silent for a moment; he was pondering this question, now his Sword Dao is at Lv5, but his accuracy is only at Lv3. Logically, joining the Kendo Department would be better.
But Senior Seisuke was nice, and yesterday when leaving, he asked if there were any difficulties, saying if the Kyudo Club's rules were too much, it could be just a hobby to learn.
"It's not that I'm not going; I'll go this afternoon to take a look, even if I'm quitting, at least I should tell Senior Seisuke, he's a nice guy."
"I think the Kyudo Club suits you, after all, you look cold just like those rules."
Uesugi Sakura knew he was teasing him, but after thinking about it since yesterday, it didn't matter.
"That's also a kind of demeanor, could you learn?"
Goto Iwao admitted decisively, "No way."
"Hey, guys, morning." Tsubokawa Takahiro came in with his shoulder bag and sat behind Uesugi Sakura.
Seeing Tsubokawa enter the classroom, Goto Iwao couldn't suppress his curiosity and asked,
"Tsubokawa, did your club yesterday make you wear high school girl uniforms?"
"I wish, but no." Tsubokawa Takahiro took out bread from his bag and took a couple of bites.
"?"
Goto Iwao hadn't expected that answer, showing a puzzled expression,
"You actually wish?! You're probably not really going to degenerate into one of those otakus who just hold onto galgames at home, the most perverted kind."
Tsubokawa Takahiro rolled his eyes at Goto Iwao,
"Just said it casually, and you believed it. Also, galgame isn't some kind of porn; that must be clarified."
"So, what did your club do yesterday?"
Tsubokawa Takahiro casually spread his hands,
"After the president welcomed us, he let us play as we wished, eat snacks if we wanted, or play games."
"Wow! Openly using public money for entertainment, your club is too happy-go-lucky!"
"It's good, just no girls."
Hearing Tsubokawa say this, Goto Iwao completely lost interest,
"Then forget it. A club without junior or senior girls; can it still be called a club?"
Uesugi Sakura, sandwiched between the two, peacefully read his book.
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[Reading Lv6 (0/20)]
Uesugi Sakura ignored the message in his mind, continuing to immerse himself in the book's world, as he still had 43 attribute points unspent and wasn't in a hurry.
In Japanese schools, the first thing in the morning isn't class but a morning assembly.
The morning assembly is for the homeroom teacher to outline today's schedule, duties, cleaning, and other matters.
The homeroom teacher Haneda Kimu, a 26-year-old single, unmarried woman with long legs, mainly responsible for homeroom classes, home visits, and three-way talks.
She was the class teacher.
At the same time, she was their Japanese class's teacher, with her class being the first one this morning.
Uesugi Sakura rather admired her; a woman graduate from Tokyo University's Faculty of Education, a genuinely high-achieving student, reportedly entering with a deviation score of 74 that year.
She could be said to be a young woman combining knowledge and beauty.
The Japanese textbook "Language Integration" contains about 25% of classical texts and poems, like "Soseki's Pillow Stone", "Guan and Bao's Friendship", "Ascending Yueyang Tower", "Viewing the Waterfall of Lu Mountain", etc.
And Uesugi Sakura, as the only student in Class 2-4 who could speak Chinese, naturally got extra attention from the Japanese teacher.
As soon as the class bell rang, Haneda Kimu looked at Uesugi Sakura, who was sitting on the left side of the classroom.
"Uesugi, come to the teacher's office with me."
Haneda Kimu's expression was calm, her voice cool, and as to why she called Uesugi Sakura to the teacher's office, he didn't know.
Following the teacher through the passage, Uesugi Sakura entered her office.
On her desk were stacks of documents, neatly arranged.
In the center was the office computer provided by the school, not used much, but without any dust. She preferred using her own laptop.
Besides that, there was a small pot of aloe on the desk.
From Uesugi Sakura's experience in growing plants, this variegated aloe, green leaves, large and thick, with sharp flower spikes, was well maintained.
Haneda Kimu put down the book in her hand and looked at Uesugi Sakura:
"Uesugi, I read your 'Free Study'; it's well written, but a bit peculiar. What plans do you have for this semester?"
Haneda Kimu dressed neatly, with no ornaments on her head or face, appearing simple and fresh.
His study topic was "The Relationship between High School Girls' Leg Shapes and Stocking Colors."
This was a theme proposed during the holidays by those two guys, Goto and Tsubokawa, about "What Kind of Stockings High School Girls Like to Wear".
To this end, they also asked him to do a survey in Shinjuku.
To save time and effort, Uesugi Sakura directly used their records to write the report, absolutely not because of any special hobby.
So the study written by the three was somewhat similar, though theirs was more in-depth.
"Improve the deviation score." Uesugi Sakura replied concisely.
"Hmm."
Haneda Kimu nodded, turned, took a document from the drawer, and glanced at it.