Real teaching is not about strength, it’s about me ruling the world!

"Huh? How is that possible?"

Qian Ju was even more shocked.

Horikita Manabu is undoubtedly the strongest person she has ever seen, and Nanyun Masayuki only hopes to fight Horikita Manabu in this way.

And now.

It seems that Horikita Manabu is more afraid of Kirima Hajime?

Why is that?

In the eyes of Nan Yunya and others.

Kirima Hajime might just be a first-year with some abilities, but only Horikita Manabu truly knows how terrifying he is!

Must be treated with caution.

otherwise,

The entire student union will be ruined.

That can't be considered as driving a tiger to devour a wolf, it's simply suicide. He still needs to contact her privately first!

……

Room 703, dormitory building.

Kirima Hajime and Yamamura Miki sat opposite each other at a low table. He looked at the large plate of fried chicken and some side dishes in front of him and nodded.

"It took quite a while to prepare today's dishes. Thank you for your hard work."

"You are welcome."

It’s not for you, Yamamura Miki thought to herself, with a hint of pride in her tone.

I was a little hesitant about whether to continue to perfunctorily get through today, but I thought that no one else could suffer but my stomach should not.

So she prepared a nice meal anyway.

Maybe this feast is nothing compared to the huge sum of 100,000 points, but Miki Yamamura still thinks it is enough!

The main thing is!

This was her first time eating fried chicken with someone other than her parents!

I thought about the books I read in junior high school.

"How to Make 100 Friends?", "101 Ways to Make Friends Faster!", "Social Rules" and more!

Miki Yamamura felt that these books finally found their use!

"I'm gonna start now!"

Yamamura Miki closed her eyes and clasped her hands together. She opened one eye and glanced at the fried chicken. Thinking of the social etiquette taught in the book,

She whispered tentatively:

"What about lemons...?"

"..."

Qiejianchuang picked up a piece of fried chicken and put it into his mouth. The crispy skin crackled and the gravy burst in his mouth.

Although he wasn't very particular about food, it was still better to have something delicious. He frowned while eating fried chicken:

"You put it there yourself, don't you know?"

"Uh..."

Miki Yamamura lowered her head.

That's true...

But...

A surprised expression of "Wow, there really is a lemon" means that you agree to add lemon juice.

Or I could reply "Yes, please" to indicate that I don't need it, which would be more polite.

She has been looking forward to this for a long time, hoping to have this opportunity with her friends!

Forget it.

She should have thought of it earlier.

Kirima Hajime is not a normal person at all, and the methods taught in the book are indeed not suitable for him.

Miki Yamamura picked up a few pieces of fried chicken and put them on her plate. She squeezed some lemon juice on them and muttered in a voice only she could hear:

"You definitely don't have any friends."

"That's it."

Kirima Hajime made no secret of the fact: "I've only been around adults since I was little, so I haven't really played with people my own age."

"Eh?"

Yamamura Miki was stunned for a moment, then her pretty face flushed red, and she quickly stood up and stammered:

"You...you...you...you heard it?"

"What's the problem..."

"No...no..."

Mikiri Ma Hajime was eating his fried chicken by himself, not seeming to care much, and then Yamamura Miki sat back in her seat with a flushed face.

It's so embarrassing to be heard complaining about others...

However, she also felt that Kirima Hajime was quite easy to talk to except for being a little weird.

Thinking of this,

Hesitate for a moment,

Miki Yamamura still asked the question she wanted to know!

Chapter 19 The Truth, Horikita Manabu's Phone Call

"that..."

Miki Yamamura held the chopsticks between her slender fingers and said hesitantly:

"Kirima-san, just now in the student council, you said that only the students in Class A have the opportunity to freely choose their own jobs. Is that true?"

"uncertain."

Kirima Hajime was not so arbitrary. He replied while eating:

"It's also possible that the top 40 students in the school have the opportunity to graduate from Class A. It's not certain which probability is higher, but Hashimoto and others clearly prefer individual rankings."

"That's it..."

Yamamura Miki sighed softly, her tone lacking any confidence:

"It would be great if Class A had the opportunity to choose their own careers."

"Is that what you think?"

Kirima Sou put down his chopsticks and glanced at her.

People like Masayoshi Hashimoto are obviously more inclined towards individual competition, and their thoughts tend to go in this direction.

And people like Miki Yamamura and Ai Morishita.

They generally have little confidence in their own abilities or lack initiative. They prefer to compete in a group and hope to rely on the power of the class to get the opportunity to choose a job freely!

However, they fail to see the downside.

"Eh..."

Yamamura Miki was startled and felt guilty, even her voice became much lower:

"Is...is there a problem?"

"No."

"..."

Miki Yamamura secretly breathed a sigh of relief and didn't dare to speak.

Although Kirima Hajime seems easy to talk to, it's a bit scary when he suddenly becomes serious like this.

At this moment, I heard Qijianchuangping say calmly:

"However, you don't have to worry. Since your destiny is to take care of me, I will give you the opportunity to choose your own career regardless of the conditions."

It's a ghost~

What the hell is destiny.

Do you really think she's a fool who would believe such a thing?

Miki Yamamura secretly rolled her eyes, but the corners of her mouth couldn't help but curl up a little, and it didn't seem that scary.

As for the opportunity to freely choose her job, she naturally wanted it, but she didn't really want it that much. As long as she didn't get expelled from school, it would be fine.

After they finished their dinner,

Miki Yamamura left the room after washing the dishes.

After a brief rest, I did 200 burpees and then went into the bathroom.

ten minutes later.

Qi Jianchuang wiped his hair with a towel and walked out of the bathroom. At the same time, the housekeeping phone in the bedroom rang.

He wiped the water stains from his hair and picked up the microphone to listen.

"Kirima-san?"

"Gaku Horikita?"

Kirima Sou responded indifferently. He had been particularly sensitive to sounds since he was a child and had undergone special training, so he recognized the other person's origin in an instant.

Given Horikita Manabu's position as the student council president, it wasn't difficult to find out his internal affairs phone number.

"Well, it's me."

After a brief silence on the other end of the phone, Horikita Manabu said in a deep voice:

"I have something I want to talk to you about. Is now a good time?"

"In 30 minutes, at the vending machine downstairs."

After saying that, Kirima Hajime hung up the phone without caring about Horikita Manabu's response, and picked up the hair dryer to fix his hair.

Kirima Hajime was not surprised that Horikita had learned to contact him.

He has more important things to do than Horikita Manabu!

He didn't have time to go shopping these past two days, so he should take the time to buy some casual clothes when he has the holiday.

……

……

Downstairs in the dormitory.

Kirima Hajime, wearing his school uniform, came to the vending machine and saw Horikita Manabu sitting on a bench from a distance.

Seeing Kirima Hajime walking over and feeling the oppressive feeling coming towards him, Horikita Manabu suddenly broke out in a cold sweat on his forehead. He quickly stood up, looking hesitant and not knowing how to start.

"Ok?"

Kirima Hajime looked at Horikita Manabu in front of him for a moment, then pinched his chin and became puzzled for the first time.

"I thought you were secretly trying to get me to join the student union to deal with or counterbalance Nan Yunya. What does this silence mean?"

"call..."

Hearing this, Horikita Manabu took a deep breath.

Facing Kirima Sou felt like facing a king, it almost suffocated him.

After thinking for a moment, he glanced at the vending machine and said: