After the events in Classroom of the Elite, Hoshino Aqua crosses paths once again with Ayanokouji Kiyotaka at Ai's funeral. An encounter echoing their connection in a past life when Aqua was known as Amamiya Gorou. Fuelled by a thirst for revenge, A...
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Fuutarou sat at his desk waiting impatiently for the bell to ring. He couldn't shake off the frustration that had gripped him since yesterday when he got hired to tutor five daughters. Despite the daunting task, the generous payment was too tempting to refuse, given his family's dire financial situation due to a lingering debt.
He had a particular issue to address though- a misunderstanding with one of the daughters, Itsuki. He knew that her opinion of him could influence the other sisters, potentially jeopardizing his tutoring job.
The clock on the wall seemed to tick agonizingly slowly, and Fuutarou couldn't help but mutter, "Come on, just ring already..." He leaned his chin on his hands as he kept staring intently at it.
RING RING RING
Finally, when the bell did ring, he bolted from his seat, a fearless grin on his face. "Finally!" he exclaimed as he stormed out of the classroom.
He stood at the main gate, arms crossed, waiting for Itsuki to appear. However, despite numerous students passing by, there was no sign of her.
Minutes later, he spotted her entering a black limousine. Panicked, he called out to her, "W-Wait!" But the car was already driving away, leaving Fuutarou frustrated.
Determined to make amends, he sprinted to the Nakano sisters' residence, known as the Pentagon. Breathless and panting heavily, he finally reached the front of the building. He watched as the girl walked past the reception and took the elevator to her apartment.
Summoning his last reserves of energy, he approached the receptionist. "Umm... Excuse me," he said, panting. "I'm here on a request from Nakano Maruo-san. I've been assigned as a tutor for his daughters. Here's my card."
Fuutarou couldn't help but feel a sense of unease as he stared at the fancy card that had been delivered to his home that very morning. Its ornate design and elegant appearance were in stark contrast to his usual attire. However, he understood the importance of carrying it with him, as it was his ticket to gaining access to the Nakano residence. Despite his initial intimidation, he knew he had to bring it along to ensure a smooth entry. The weight of the card in his pocket served as a constant reminder of the unusual circumstances he found himself in.
The receptionist examined the card and confirmed, "Yes, everything is correct. Please go to apartment 401 on the 30th floor. One of them has just gone up there. I'm sure she's waiting for you."
"Thanks," Fuutarou replied, then turned and sprinted up the stairs. The receptionist watched with an awkward smile as he disappeared from sight.
