After Coincidentally Saving the New Transfer Student’s Little Sister, We Gradually Grew Closer

"I'm Charlotte Bennett. Call me Charlotte, if you don't mind. Best regards,"

- To be clear, it was love at first sight.

An elegantly situated trick.

Beautiful hair shining silver long and straight down.

A cute smile with a peep of nostalgia.

A good voice with a clear ear disorder.

They were all my ideals themselves.

No, I'm not the only one.

Maybe a lot of guys make it an ideal girl.

In fact, all the boys in the class have fallen in love with her.

I'm sure she'll be surrounded by her classmates in the next break.

That's all she had.

"Hey, Akihito. We're lucky."

Zhang (Akira), my best friend in the back, who can also be called a bad friend, gave me ears.

Lucky...?

I guess I'm certainly lucky considering that so many beautiful girls have studied abroad in the middle of my freshman year.

But that, too, is if we get along with her.

And I'm sure I can't.

"Oh, yeah."

Make it into words, such as negative thoughts that have now passed your head, and tune in to the words of the award.

I'm sure the award will attack her after this.

He doesn't think about it later, but the aggressive part is the merit of the award.

"That kid, you think he has a boyfriend?

"Well, you'd think normally. Because she's such a beautiful girl."

"You're as realistic as ever, the wise man. Let's hope it's not there."

"... putting my boyfriend down and coming all the way to Japan might be unlikely. Maybe there's a family situation, because the next two and a half years of long-distance relationships will be hard for students."

"Stiff! Too stiff! And you think too real, you! Be more optimistic!

You didn't like my idea, Chang shook his head sideways in a big way.

That's crazy.

I should have told him the answer that Chang would want.

"Here, Nishien Temple! Shut the fuck up during the homeroom!

Because Chang shouted out loud, my teacher Miyu was angry with me.

The fact that Miyu Sensei is beautiful but short tempered and masculine is a drawback.

It's the only story here that I'm slightly late because of it.

He seems to care too, and if this topic gets to his ears, he gets terribly scared.

"Why am I the only one! The brilliant man was talking too!

"Because you're loud and loud! If you have a complaint, don't find out like Aoyagi!

Foreword withdrawn.

Dr. Meiyu is the best.

"Yea!? Can a teacher speak like that!

"You can't scold anything you don't realize! Well, for now, you double your homework today!

"Oh, no. Ahhhh!?"

With a voice close to Chang's scream, the class is wrapped in dodgy laughter.

Real awards have a good character.

The person may not be satisfied, but the class is soothed by the mere presence of an award.

A moodmaker at one end of the spectrum.

"Ah."

As I laughed about the award I was still moaning about, I got eyes to eyes with Mr. Charlotte, who was laughing at Couscous.

Then Mr. Charlotte smiled at me nicotineously.

That's all I can see is that my temperature has risen.

I lowered my head so as not to be rude and let my gaze slip out the window.

Somehow, staring at each other was so bright and unbearable.

After that, I looked out at the blue sky with the award still asking Dr. Meiyu to reduce the amount of homework.

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"Traitor of the Wise"

As soon as the homeroom was over, a messy award complained about me.

After all, I couldn't get the amount of homework reduced.

On the contrary, I ran my mouth about the wedding period that Dr. Meiyu cared about, and my homework was tripling.

I don't know, I thought I was pathetic and an asshole already.

"No, well, don't"

I don't even know what to say, but I consoled him for now.

I know it's pathetic because it's my fault, but I'm not going to help you because I deserved to triple my homework.

Because it wouldn't be good for him to lend a hand.

"Is that better than that? Without joining the circle that surrounds Mr. Charlotte."

I let Mr. Charlotte feed me, though a little dastardly, because I would have to complain extensively until the next class began if I left him alone.

"Oh, you can't do this! The rest of them will take Mr. Charlotte!

The award, which reminds me of Mr. Charlotte, immediately takes his seat and heads to Mr. Charlotte.

True, he's a simple guy.

But that's also the good thing about awards.

I saw Mr. Charlotte rather than the direction the award was headed.

Mr. Charlotte really seems to enjoy talking to his classmates.

I thought it was amazing that he spoke Japanese very fluently, even though he was the same age as us.

On the contrary, if you are asked if you speak English so fluently, you may not be able to snort.

Wouldn't she have no choice?

I thought a perfect girl meant someone like Charlotte.

- Just because I could be in the same class as a beautiful girl international student doesn't make me as optimistic as I'd expect something.

The only thing I can do is study, and it suits me to watch her from afar.

Having looked at Charlotte somewhat satisfied, I took one book out of my bag and sprinkled it into reading until the next class began.