My love is abyss mode

Chapter 14 Club
The days of school and work passed quietly, and soon it was Friday.

For all classes at the private Qinglan College, the last class on Friday afternoon is a class meeting, and the responsible teacher is the class supervisor.

The school bell rang outside the window. Inada Masa walked into the classroom from the front door with a pile of materials in her arms and stood behind the podium.

After releasing his hand, the heavy pile of papers collided with the table, making a dull sound.

"Next week, we will have a strength test to start the school year."

Upon hearing her announcement, a wailing sounded in the classroom. For students, the most annoying thing is examinations, and Heinuma Fang is no exception.

"If a student's performance drops significantly compared to the last national joint mock exam, the college will force them to attend special tutoring."

Inada Masa took out a notebook from the pocket of her blazer, flipped through two pages, and added the time: "Every Saturday and Sunday morning, until the Tokyo school joint mock exam next month."

As she said this, her long golden wavy hair was no longer soft, and even her eyes were as sharp as a knife.

"What should I do, Ya?"

Aizawa Tora leaned over and whispered to Kuronuma Kiba, "I don't want to attend tutoring. This academy is too strict."

"Pay attention to classroom discipline!"

Inada Masa slammed the table hard, and Aizawa Tora immediately retracted his head, and the sounds of other students whispering to each other also disappeared.

Silence returned to the classroom. Suddenly, a heavy rain began to fall outside the window, and the sound of raindrops hitting the yellowed leaves made a rustling sound.

Kuronuma closed the window and lowered his head to continue reading the light novel borrowed by Aizawa Tora. How could a person who was born with knowledge worry about exams? He just simply hated it.

In other words, I can’t like it, just like I can’t like the humid rainy season.

"The exam scope will be sent to everyone. If you lack confidence, please give up some of your leisure time and review diligently. I'd also like to remind everyone about the upcoming weekend."

Inada Masa picked up a stack of information and walked down from the podium. While distributing it to each student, she emphasized the various regulations of the private Qinglan Academy. After that, she reminded everyone to pay attention to safety during the holidays.

When she reached Blackmarshfang, she bent her fingers and tapped her knuckles on his desk.

Kuronuma Kiba put down the light novel in his hand, looked up and looked at her, but he did not see any sternness in his beautiful caramel eyes.

"After school, come to my office."

Inada Masa placed the exam materials on the table, whispered something to him, and continued walking forward to distribute the materials.

The gentle voice seeps into the skin bit by bit, and the soft and delicate perfume scent makes people daydream.

Kuronuma Ya's gaze inevitably fell on Inada Miyabi's back.

The black straight skirt highlights her slender waist, and her hips are tightly wrapped in the skirt, like a ripe peach. Her legs are long and graceful, and she wears high-waisted black stockings and black pointed high heels with stilettos.

Compared to her, the light novel in my hand instantly lost its appeal.

"In the next period of time, everyone will study on their own."

After distributing the exam materials, Inada Masa left the classroom from the front door. The sound of her high heels stepping on the ground gradually faded away in the corridor, and the air in the classroom became lively again.

"Ya, save me!" Aizawa Tora slid to his knees and lay beside Kuronuma Ya's desk, looking up with a pleading look.

"I won't help you cheat."

"Help me with my studies!"

Hearing the unexpected words, Kuronuma Ya looked at his close friend in surprise. The two looked at each other for a moment, and he stretched out the back of his hand to touch Aizawa Tora's forehead.

I don't have a fever, why are you talking nonsense?
"Are you serious?" asked Black Swampfang.

"Of course, Ms. Komura said she likes boys with good grades."

"A few days ago you said that you've seen many women who are attracted by your family background."

"Omura-san is different."

Aizawa Tora swore solemnly, like a fool whose mind was filled with love.

At certain moments, boys always have an illusion that she is my true love, that she is different from others and that she truly loves me. This is normal.

Unfortunately, they often find out in the end that she is not special and is no different from others.

"Okay, I'll help you with your studies."

Kuronuma Kiba closed the light novel in his hand, put it in the desk hole, picked up the exam materials on the table and took a closer look. They were all content that he had already mastered completely.

It was written at the top of the document that the exams were to be held on Thursday and Friday of next week, so it should be no problem for Aizawa Tora to study until he passed.

As for unrealistic love fantasies, let the cruel and cold reality educate him. Broken bones are the best textbooks.

"Come to my house this weekend."

Hearing that Kuronuma Kiba was willing to help him with his studies, Aizawa Tora instantly perked up: "I bought the newly released "Double Shadow Wonderland". With our tacit understanding, there will definitely be no problem."

"I want to work."

"What about tutoring?"

"Lunch break, and after school."

Kuronuma Fang put down the exam materials and turned to him with a cruel smile: "Give up track and field for now, so that you will have more time to train in the future. While you have time now, you can memorize pages 16 to 31 of the history textbook."

"All of them?" Aizawa Tora asked with a hopeful heart.

"All."

"Ah, damn it!"

Confirming that he had no other choice from Black Marsh Fang's devilish smile, he held his head and screamed, and finally had no choice but to return to his seat and look through the history textbook.

After the class meeting, Kuronuma Kiba put the light novel into the desk hole, left the classroom through the back door, turned left along the corridor, and walked towards the office.

After saying "excuse me", he turned the doorknob, pushed open the office door, walked through rows of desks, and came to Inada Masa's office.

"Ah, Kuronuma-san, sorry to call you over here."

Inada Miyabi stopped writing her lesson plan, looked up, and a charming smile slowly appeared on her lightly made-up face: "Are you confident about the strength test next week?"

“The exam covers the content that has been fully mastered.”

Black Swamp Fang spoke without any modesty and looked around her office. It was clean and tidy, with bright window glass next to it. A Brazilian tree sat next to a red mug, with new sprouts basking in the sunlight.

"Paddy Field Supervisor, what do you want from me?"

"Actually, this is about the club. Kuronuma-san hasn't joined the club yet, right?"

"Sorry, I'll be quick."

Kuronuma Ya withdrew his gaze and met Inada Miyabi's eyes as she turned to face him. She supported her face with one hand, and her caramel-colored eyes revealed a hint of embarrassment.

"Although I really want to say things like 'Don't worry' or 'Take your time to find a club you're interested in,' the situation doesn't seem to allow that.

If Kuronuma-san doesn't join the club today, it will likely affect the distribution of this month's scholarship, which would be disastrous."

After hearing what Inada Miyabi said, Kuronuma Ya also took it seriously.

After all, 5 yen is not a small amount of money. The average monthly pocket money for students in Tokyo is only about 5 yen.

"Understood. I will join the club today."

"Well, if there's no club you're interested in, you can just sign up for the kendo club temporarily. You don't need to come to train."

A smile bloomed again on Inada Miyabi's delicate face, her long golden wavy hair flowing in the sunlight: "This is a privilege given to you by the supervisor."

"Thank you, Supervisor. I'll take my leave now." Hei Zangya shook his head and refused, then turned and walked out of the office.

Even if it was just a figurehead, he didn't want to have anything to do with the Kendo Club. He felt a headache just hearing the word "Kendo". There was no need to hang oneself on a tree.

(End of this chapter)