100 Things I Don’t Know About My Senior

Monday came.

This year's class is the last one today. All that's left is a test and a test return, and when that's over, the winter break will come.

Exactly, there's no such thing as a ghost teacher packing the scope of the assignment even though it's the day before the test. It's definitely all self-study (question time by the name of) except physical education today, and I can go home as soon as I can with anything. In that sense, I don't feel like, like, class day at all.

"Good Morning"

Nevertheless, at first, I have to go to school at the start time. When I came to the station home scrubbing my sleepy eyes, my junior greeted me as usual.

"Oh, good morning"

When I finished saying this, my yawn leaked out of my mouth.

"Anyway, Nem. Yeah, hey, Sempa?

"It's always the same thing."

I gave it back with my mouth, but I have no idea.

Both Saturday and Sunday, during the day, I was looking for a birthday present for my junior (this guy), and I couldn't get as much time to study as I thought.

I wish I could have said I was just fine with being at home but I still didn't feel like I had enough time. I stuck around late at night trying to keep my problem set on the loop while I had time for the weekend.

Well, naturally, it makes me sleepy.

"It's Monday, right?

It's Monday.

"Eyes, you feel more closed than usual, don't you?

When the junior said this, he suddenly boarded the train that came.

Huh?

"Huh? You're lying, right? I've been washing my face properly..."

Although I have a somewhat short sleep and haven't been able to sleep away, I'm not sleepy enough to be so blatantly clear.

Settling in her usual place, she turned her gaze toward me and said this.

"Oh, my God, it was clear. Sempa, are you upset?

If so, say so. Oh, but wouldn't it be clear if I told you?

"Ugh."

"Sempa, I thought you were the type who didn't break the rhythm even before the test."

Until now, I've been... I can't say.

I can't say whose fault I think it is...

You can't blame your junior year, and normally you just have to return the answer.

"Well, that's what happens."

I swallowed something and answered like this.

I'm sure you tried to blame me, though. I don't know what to do. You won't be able to say anything.

"If it was the fifth test, it would be time for rhythm."

"... people are on their own."

"Yes, sir."

I invited you to lunch yesterday to make sure you didn't break your rhythm too badly, so thank you a little - that's just a rough consultation.

"By the way, Sempa." Today's Question, "okay?"

When I was doing it, I came up with it.

Let's do this for "One Question Today".

"Senpai, how long have you been able to study the test?

I've never been asked such a question before.

So I don't even know how to answer it.

"How much? Dozens of hours or something like that?

"He said he wasn't asking for an absolute amount. I wonder how much I could have taken myself to reach."

"Ho."

"As much as you call yourself 'Hideyoshi', so you're studying quite a bit, aren't you?

"Well..."

Though.

This time the amount of study is obviously less than before.

When I say how little, yeah...

"I don't know, enough to definitely score 80 points and stick a critical foot in the realm of luck gay competing for more than 85 points,"

I couldn't make it this semester until I reduced the luck element of the luck gay (it was a flicker or cancer during the test) and scored even one point higher.

My junior kind of crushed me Saturday and Sunday, and I went out yesterday, and the day before yesterday, and, you know, I can't help it.

"You're studying so much, aren't you"

"You're the worst line, this"

"Gali Study"

"I can't deny it, but this time he said he wasn't so gullible."

"This time, does that mean?

"Put that away."

When I have time, I write and memorize on unwanted notebooks. I didn't have time this time, so reading was the main thing. When studying like this, I'm glad I sharpened my reading skills.

"Yes."

"Then I'll ask you a question of the day."

"What?

She was cute and just a little angry to lean her neck purposefully, even though it would be more or less conjectural.

"Junior, how long have you studied? Towards testing."

"I went through textbooks and print circles"

Hmm, I thought so. Sure, that could be it if you don't aim for high scores.

I'm telling myself this guy is smart, and all the more so.

"So how many points do you aim for?

"About 10 points above average, right?"

"This is why the genius"

As soon as I said something a little appropriate, I looked happy and said:

"Heh. I hope you praised me more, Shinpai?

It's troublesome when you put it on track, so get acquainted.

"Because you're studying too much, aren't you? Late at night."

"Students say they study for real. I'm not wrong."

"Yes, sir."

The conversation is pre-test, but it doesn't change what we do all the time.

What an atmosphere, we were rocked by a train.