100 Things I Don’t Know About My Senior

Last Monday...... still, were you in class?

It seems like a long time ago because I did the last push before the test, took the test production hard, and was out doing it right for my juniors over the weekend.

If it wasn't until a week ago that I was doing classes, speaking of which, it would be the first time in a week that I would be attending school properly with my juniors. Wow.

I won't be attending school with you for a week, it should be the first time since the beginning of the second semester. Somehow I felt uncomfortable or restless. Well, I'm seeing you, that's about it.

It's supposed to be a test return today, except for physical education. I feel comfortable seeing the score, making sure there are no grading errors, and not remembering anything new enough to consider what I didn't remember and how to solve it.

"Senpai"

While I was thinking about that, juniors came again today.

It's still cold today. She also has a muffler wrapped tightly around her neck.

"Good morning, Suu."

"Morning."

"That's a hiccup."

Somehow, the junior seems in a good mood.

"For the first time yesterday, it was a mistake, wasn't it?

She shook her index finger, tinkling. Cute.

"It's time to go to school together."

You're thinking the same thing as me, and this guy. Not at all.

"Oh, yeah"

"Terrible. Are you sure you don't mind if I do something?

"Yesterday we took the train together."

"Mmmm..."

While we were talking about fruitless things, the train came.

When I climbed into my usual spot, I gave up my chisels.

"No, you're done with the test, and you're comfortable"

"I just want you to take a winter break."

"No, you want the test back"

"Uh."

"Hmm?"

Well, that's what you were all about.

"Isn't that nice, I haven't fallen for it anyway, and I don't know how to score it"

My brother said that the results of every single test won't come back in college.

If high school would do the same, you'd have a longer holiday. Even though you can play a lot.

"I don't care about the score itself, but don't you care what I did wrong or something?

"On the contrary, I'm more concerned about you wanting to score points."

I thought you were more concerned about the score.

"The score is more or less like I solved it myself, and there are a couple of discrepancies and errors. But I'm wondering which problems I meant to solve and couldn't solve, and how to solve problems I couldn't solve."

Hmmm......

"If it's my favorite subject, I don't even know. Do you do that at all?

Sempa turned her gaze away for a moment, and then turned to me again.

"I'll do it all. So, I just figured, can I ask you a question of the day?

"Yes."

I wonder what it is.

"Junior's, what's your favorite subject?

"That's a question on your profile."

Though it seems more like a question from earlier, on the 10th or something like that that wouldn't be strange if it had been done.

What a coincidence, it looks like it's been abandoned before.

"You didn't hear me, did you?"

"I don't remember telling you that."

Aside from talking about physical education events, you weren't talking about a bigger frame.

"So, what do you like?

"Well, it's not funny to just answer, so guess what."

"Yes?"

Heh heh. Maybe a little bit, this.

"So guess what. You've been talking to me all semester, so can you guess somehow?

"Ha... a year in the first place is a subject. What happened?"

"It doesn't have to be high school, does it? Even the ones I've always felt like."

"What about art?

"I don't have a test, so it's a no-can"

Isn't it just too cheap because it's an art department? Well, really, I don't think it's hard, but I think it's fun.

"Hmm..."

When I asked him a question, he told me to try to predict it. I don't know.

When I answered "Fine Art," they gave me back "No Cane." What's wrong with cheap cards?

Hmm.

My hobby is human observation, but I don't really read books.

I don't care what they tell you to get along with anyone, including me, laugh a lot, always wiggle me around, and hit on her favorite subject like that...

I don't know about Mandarin if I'm going in due course, but even though I don't read books, I like Mandarin... But Mandarin, I sure don't have to study much, because it's a subject that can score points if I hear some of the classes, so from her, it seems like I'm in the "good" frame.

On the contrary, he doesn't seem to like society or the need for memorization iterations. But it's history and storytelling, people get involved, and maybe I'm good at being out of the picture.

Science is... if it comes from her with a high ratio of sensory thoughts, that's probably it.

"Senpai?

So far, I realized I was confusing "good" with "likes".

I don't have much of a "good" concept in me, because basically every subject has a high standard score. Well, my favorite subject is less effort, so maybe I can say I'm "good at it".

From your junior year, these two shouldn't be strange if they're clearly separated.

Hmm.

"Shh, shh, shh...?

When I was slapped on the shoulder, my junior's face approached 10cm in front of me. Close. Close.

"You think too seriously, don't you? I can't believe I left such a cute junior alone."

"Yes, yes, cute, cute"

"Not really."

Well, if you're going to say that much, why don't you believe the first feeling?

"Mandarin or something?

"It's hard to memorize kanji or four-word verbs, though. I like reading. You're absolutely right."

She adds:

"By the way, it's" A Question of the Day "..."

Well, I can predict the answer, for once.

"What's a neat subject?

That's all I'm reading, so I guess that's settled.

"Mandarin."

"Right"

"Even so, my sweet subject, you know very well, Sempa"

When I heard this while I was away from the train, Seibei was a little prestigious and said this.

"I think I've been watching you for months."

For, it wasn't an instant answer. Well, that's fine.

"About three months, right? Heck of a bitch."

It's not that long in the term, but you've done a lot of work.

When I said Nah, I got a hell of a return.

"If I'd just been watching, I'd have been watching this for nine months. You little devil junior."

"Become..."

I let my mouth pound, and I hope they haven't seen me.