3. Work and care

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(Y/n) POV

The next day

And here we go again at the quintuplets' house. After I had referred to Fuutarou about what Itsuki told me, he was determined to tutor them. At the moment, the quintuplets were doing a test to prove to Fuutarou that they didn't need a tutor. How did he make them do it? Well, he promised to never talk to anyone who passed. The passing score was fifty. For some reason, I was doing it too, I was getting bored so I thought I could do it to kill time. The test wasn't so difficult, the questions were all basic knowledge for each subject. They all seemed confident about their abilities, so it shouldn't a problem getting the passing score.

A few hours later

"I've done grading," Fuutarou said.

"Calm before the storm, " I muttered.

"Amazing. You all scored a 100!" It should be a good thing if it wasn't...

"Combined, that is, " he concluded.

My conclusion they are hopeless. I guess a 32 it's still acceptable... but how could you score 8?!

"Girls don't tell me..." He started to say.

"Run for it!" Nino said as all the sisters started to run upstairs.

"All five are potential flunkers?" I pointed out.

"I don't want to hear it from you." He said as he faces palmed himself.

I just awkwardly laughed with a wry smile. Well, my scores were lower than theirs, after all, I was the worst student of my year. It was still a mystery how I managed to pass last year.

And before you asked, I didn't bribe or threaten any teacher or chairman... at least not yet.

I pulled out my phone to check the time, it was almost time for my shift.

"I leave the rest to you, bye.~" I said as I grabbed my bag.

"Wait! Are you gonna leave your friend in this mess?!" He said pulling my arm.

"Since when did you acknowledge me as your friend?!" I said surprised.

"From the moment I decided that you will help me to gather them and convince them to be tutored. You're the friendly one!" He yelled at me.

"Look, I'm happy that you recognize me as a friend, but this is your job, not mine. So take your responsibility. Good luck." I said as I left.

It was my hobby doing different part-time jobs. If I had to define myself, I'd say a freelance that does what he wants to do. I didn't care about the pay if I was interested in a job, I would take it no matter what.

My phone rang, I pulled it out from my pocket and checked the message.

"If you don't move your ass, you're dead."

I started to sweat cold, my hand was trembling that I almost dropped the phone.
She's gonna kill me if I didn't make it in time! I took a deep breath and with determination, I began to run.
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