"Mr. Charlotte, why don't we all go play after this?

"To play, is it?

"Yes, I'm going to go karaoke or something and have a welcome party for Mr. Charlotte!

Soon after the return home room, the classmates once again surround Mr. Charlotte.

If you look closely, there are other classes of guys.

Did you come to see Mr. Charlotte after hearing the rumors?

"Oh, I'm sorry. My sister is waiting for me at home."

Mr. Charlotte seemed so sorry that he refused to invite his classmates.

The classmates look sorry, but no one tries to ask them out forcefully.

... except for one.

"If so, bring your sister too! We don't care!

An award for not being able to read the air alone began to ask Mr. Charlotte if he could manage to come to the welcome party.

I know he has no offense whatsoever, but Mr. Charlotte has got a troubled look on his face.

Besides, because Chang got ahead of us, he even started inviting the other guys out again.

... I have no choice, or...

"- Chang, stop. And everyone. The test starts next week, and you're not free to do that, are you?

I didn't let Mr. Charlotte worry me, and I gave him the most apparent reason.

I can't help being somewhat of a bad guy.

I only make eye contact for awards.

"Aoyagi, stay. It's natural to have a welcome party for your classmates, right? Is it that important to study?

"You really can't read the air. We're going to have a class reunion."

My classmate complains about me.

If we say words that go against the answers we all want, they criticize us.

I know what I did, so it doesn't hurt much.

Originally, it doesn't work well with anything other than awards, and I don't need to worry about it.

But let me just keep saying whatever I want, and it'll make a lot of noise.

I want to put it in the right direction, but I can't put it in the right place.

There's only one person who can take that role.

"Wow, it was my fault! Right, we have a test coming up, and we've decided we'd better have a welcoming party after the test!

A pair of awards with a pair of hands made me apologize.

"Yeah, Nishien Temple, you mean the test?

Naturally, my classmates raise a voice of dissatisfaction.

But the awards don't move.

"No, I don't. What did Akihito say? Now try lowering the average score of your class. Dr. Meiyu will piss you off, and Mr. Charlotte might feel responsible, right? Then maybe we should have a welcome party after the test."

"Well... yes..."

"Sure..."

Gradually everyone begins to convince themselves of the words of the award.

You're in tune, and that's what the class moodmaker said, which is why we all get in tune.

If I had told you, this wouldn't be the case.

... Well, we all get on worse when the awards say so, so we need to be careful...

My place in the class is like being a stopper, stopping your award from sticking in the wrong direction.

I've often hated and played a role because of it, but I didn't particularly care.

Because he definitely thinks it's better for me to be complained about from around him than for something to go wrong and his class and accolades to go down.

"-Mr. Kippu."

Boss, Chang's ears are pounding.

After I made eye contact earlier, I noticed that Mr. Charlotte was in trouble, and Zhang flattened out his hand and told me about my side.

I just nod and start going home.

I have a part-time job after this, so I can't be too relaxed.

... I'm putting in my part-time job, telling everyone I can't afford to go out and play, so if the other guy finds out, he's going to complain again...

"Ho - it's a very special concern for Nishien Temple, which is lowering the average score of the class the most"

"- Huh!? Mi Yu Sensei...? You went back to the staff room after the homeroom...?

Suddenly he turns to Sensei Meiyu, while Chang scratches his sweat.

Apparently, something that pissed me off today is still traumatizing.

"Oh, remember I had to give it to Nishien Temple. I just got it."

"What is it!? Could it be a gift of some kind!? Oh no - Doctor. If you get your hands on a student, they'll piss you off from school, won't they?

Either to receive something from the teacher, or Zhang smiled and offered his hands.

In response to such awards, Miyu Sensei smiles with a pimply pull.

With blue muscles floating around my forehead, my classmates suddenly withdrew.

Mr. Charlotte was chilling, but one of the girls takes him by the hand.

I didn't even realize everyone was gone from behind, and the award was still happily hands on.

"Oh, it's a gift from me. Be glad."

With a slightly trembling voice, Dr. Meiyu said, placing the massive print he had hidden on his back in the hands of the award.

- They said this morning, it's triple homework.

"Mi, Miyu Sensei...?

When Chang recognized what he was given, he looked at Dr. Meiyu as he patted his eyes.

On the contrary, Dr. Meiyu smiles with great pleasure.

"Rejoice, because I copied exactly the range of homework that came out today and tripled it. Oh, it's just - it's twice as good as this."

"Eh, isn't tripling six times! How can that be!

"I've just decided. It's a test next week, and good luck thinking it's to raise the average score for the class. Of course, because it's a gift from my heart, I can't refuse it."

"You're lying. Whoa, whoa, whoa!?"

Within the class, shouts rang close to the screams of the awards.

I sigh as I see such an award.

You're going to step on a mine yourself, so what a wretch.

As much as I deserve it, no words of comfort come out.

Well, I guess I'll go now.

"Oh, Aoyagi, wait a minute. Come with me to the staff room now."

"Huh...?

When I finished packing up and tried to get out of my class, Dr. Meiyu somehow stopped me.

This could be...

I thought I'd punish you this morning.

I knew it......

Miyu Sensei, you said if you hadn't found out...

- I was reluctantly taken by Dr. Meiyu to prolong the opposite when I defied him.