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37, Study Session with Four Girls

Without fully grasping Hideyori-san and Emi’s intentions, I led them to my home.

My family—especially my father—is not fond of having friends over, but when I mentioned, “A few classmates and I are having a study session,” he reluctantly agreed.

Emi’s clever suggestion worked like a charm.

Probably because if I had said, “Friends are coming over to hang out,” he would have dismissed it with, “No, you should study instead.”

But Emi’s advice was, “It’s hard to refuse when you say ‘classmates,’ which sounds formal, and ‘study session,’ which obviously relates to studying.”

Indeed, the phrasing was convincing enough that even I was impressed.

“Excuse us for the intrusion,”

That’s how we greeted, and my mother welcomed us.

After everyone exchanged greetings, I showed them to the spacious room.

“Emi, what are we going to do?”

Once everyone was seated in the room, Sakuya asked Emi.

Emi’s response, as she rummaged through her bag, was, “Of course…”

She pulled out stationery and notebooks, beaming with a full smile, and answered.

“Study.”

“…I’m going home.”

“No, no, no, no…”

Emi grabbed Sakuya’s uniform to stop her.

“You said we were going to study, didn’t you, Sakuya?”

“Yeah.”

And so began Emi’s lecture.

Sakuya listened to the lecture, nodding along.

“Then let’s study!”

“What about Hideyori?”

“He said he’s stopping by the arcade.”

“I want to go too.”

“No way.”

“I don’t wanna study!”

Caught by Emi, Sakuya tries to escape but can’t move an inch.

Emi’s face is cool as a cucumber.

…Isn’t Emi’s grip unexpectedly strong?

“Madoka… Say something to Emi for me.”

“Something.”

“That’s so old!”

I think to myself how indifferent Tsugaru-san seems while looking at him.

He doesn’t seem interested in Sakuya at all.

“If you’re that harsh, guys won’t like you!”

“I’m actually on the kinder side, you know.”

“But, Hidetoyo might think you’re as tough as Emi.”

“Don’t think you can fluster me by dropping Hidetoyo-kun’s name all the time.”

“Let’s go kiss Hidetoyo.”

“Yeah. Like that would ever happen.”

“aaah!”

Sakuya’s arm is firmly grasped by Emi.

She struggles, but Emi’s grip doesn’t budge.

“Are your arms made of stainless steel or something?”

“I have the weakest grip in class, actually.”

“Eh?… But I can’t move my arm at all.”

“Then maybe you’re weaker than me?”

Indeed, Emi’s small stature and hands could mean a weaker grip.

But her arm is incredibly resistant to Sakuya’s struggles.

It feels like it would take a considerable amount of strength, even for a man.

Maybe she’s just hiding her true grip strength…

“Hey, Madoka, you tell Emi off sharply!”

“Sharply.”

“That’s so old!”

Tsugaru-san flips through his notebook, finds a blank page, and slams it on the table.

“Grrr, let go of my arm, Emi.”

“Let’s study then…”

“I’m not good at studying.”

“All the more reason to do it…”

Emi, with a voice full of exasperation, sighed, “Haa…”

“Both Master and Hidetoshi-kun seem to have a laissez-faire attitude. I’ll work hard so Sakuya can get into her school of choice.”

“Don’t bother! I’m going to inherit Master’s house and become a NEET anyway.”

“You’ve been spoiled rotten…”

It felt like the first time seeing a middle school girl seriously declaring she’d become a NEET.

Indeed, neither Master nor Hidetoshi seemed to have ever told Sakuya to “study.”

“Hey, Madoka, tell Emi, ‘You little runt!’”

“…………”

“Don’t ignore meee, Madoka…”

“This coffee girl.”

“That’s an insult to me!”

Tsugaru-san, who had already started studying indifferently, was very cool.

It had been less than five minutes since entering the room, but it was already a lively space.

“Hehehe.”

“Hm? What’s up, Eien? You suddenly started laughing.”

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“No, it’s just… Sakuya, Emi, Tsugaru-san, you’re all so amusing. I’m glad to be part of this circle.”

It finally sank in for Sakuya who had asked the question.

Moving to this place and meeting these members, it was indeed a good encounter.

“Now I’m being treated as a funny person because of Sakuya!”

“Should we take this guy down?”

“Stop! Don’t turn Madoka against me too!”

“Ahaha… This is a study session, right?”

It was supposed to be a study session, but I found myself wanting to enjoy this fun time forever.

After that, Sakuya reluctantly took out her homework.