Let's do it again, Yukino.

Despite having saved those people, Chunri felt no sense of fulfillment whatsoever.

In the end, he was completely ignored and silently walked out of the back door of the classroom.

But just as he stepped out, his sleeve was grabbed tightly from behind at the corner.

Without warning, as if a pause button had been pressed, the boy stood frozen in place.

"You were outside the door the whole time? You saw everything?"

The familiar fragrance filled the air. Looking behind her, at the snow-covered figure with her head bowed, clutching the hem of her clothes tightly, Chunri couldn't help but feel a little surprised.

Didn't Xiaoxue go to the Service Department? Or did she see through the scheme from the beginning?

"I was just a little curious at first, but if I had to do it all over again, I would definitely stop Haru from the very beginning."

Yukinoshita's voice was hoarse and even trembling, and she clenched her fists tightly around the hem of her skirt.

"I'm fine, Yuki. I'm stronger than you think, and someone needs to stand up for me. After all, isn't that Yukino-sensei the teacher you admire? You don't want to see her leave Soubu High School heartbroken, do you?"

Haruhi touched her nose, comforting Yukinoshita who was a little unhappy.

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Perhaps this world will not treat me kindly, but as long as Xiaoxue exists in this world, perhaps I, Chunri Qing, will treat this girl kindly with unwavering sincerity.

A gentle breeze blew outside the window, and petals fluttered down in the campus courtyard, just like a classic scene often seen in movies.

"Xiaoxue, look, there are cherry blossom petals fluttering around. Don't you love cherry blossoms in spring? How about I take a picture for you?"

He pointed to the beautiful scenery outside the corridor window, trying to distract Xiaoxue.

"He's clearly just an idiot, and aside from his brute strength, he has nothing to be praised for, yet he still is—".

"No matter what, I hate what you were like just now."

I usually love the snow in spring, but unusually, I didn't look out the window at the beautiful scenery.

Looking up, Xiaoxue's eyes looked slightly red, as if she had just been crying.

"I hate that kind of sunny spring day, I really hate it."

In the quiet corridor, compared to the noise inside the classroom,

Xiaoxue's casual remark made the boy, who had been smiling, instantly lower his head. He, who had been so arrogant in the classroom, was now speechless.

The clusters of cherry blossoms looked exceptionally beautiful, and the petals, blown by the wind, drifted in through the window.

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Chapter Fourteen: Addicted to Studying, Unable to Extricate Oneself

Assaulting someone is a crime, and it wouldn't be surprising if the police arrested the perpetrator immediately in society. So why is it that sometimes students in schools can turn a blind eye to such violence?

Perhaps it's truly because it's too despicable and treacherous (laughs).

……

"Well done! Thanks to your help this time, Yukino-sensei and Aizawa-kun have cleared up their misunderstanding, so Yukino-sensei doesn't need to write her resignation letter anymore. Here, this is an extra reward for you."

In the office, while praising the boy's efficiency, Hiratsuka-sensei tossed a can of Max coffee at Haruhi from a distance.

Although this was an atrocity committed by teachers and students in collusion, the outcome was exactly what the principal had hoped for.

"Um...coffee? Max?"

Seeing the coffee brand that seemed to be a favorite of the teacher, Haruhi, who rarely drinks coffee, couldn't help but take the drink and ask curiously.

"I've heard that drinking coffee can numb and relieve tension in the nerves, is that true?"

"I don't know, and this is just a private treat for you, so don't tell the other students. Um—Kasuga-kun, what happened to your face?"

At this moment, the sharp-eyed Hiratsuka Shizuka noticed that from the very beginning, Haruhi's gaze towards her had been somewhat evasive, and one hand was covering her obviously swollen cheek.

It seems like he was beaten up...

"It seems like Aizawa didn't seek revenge on you, so you got beaten up by that god again?"

"No, no, no, he was just playing mahjong on the rooftop when the wind blew him down from upstairs."

Chunri forced a smile and tried to make up an excuse to get by, but the moment she grinned, she must have accidentally touched her wound and couldn't help but gasp.

He was too embarrassed to admit that he had taken nearly eighteen slaps from Xiaoxue on his face; if word got out, people would laugh their heads off.

To be honest, Xiaoxue's "Eighteen Slaps of Sunshine" really hurt; each slap was more brutal than the last, and every strike was aimed at the face.

The key issue is that he doesn't dare to retaliate like before, slapping back every time someone hits him. Xiaoxue's injury from falling down the stairs yesterday hasn't fully healed yet. If she accidentally bumps into that spot, well, it wouldn't be as easy as eighteen slaps.

And even though she was the one who hit me, the way she cried and wailed at the end made it seem like I was the one bullying her.

Thinking of Xiaoxue's hateful face, Qing sighed inwardly.

Women are indeed the most unreasonable creatures. They didn't talk like that before, they don't talk like that now, and they certainly won't talk like that in the future.

Spring couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of saliva, which was faintly mixed with traces of blood.

Judging from the intensity of her anger, it seems Xiaoxue is genuinely quite upset this time.

"No way?" Hiratsuka Shizuka covered her mouth, her eyes widening as if she had truly believed Haruhi's lie, revealing a "cute surprise" expression that shouldn't be present at her age.

"Just kidding. How can one person play mahjong? Also, don't threaten your students with your fists all the time, Hiratsuka-sensei."

As Haruhi watched Hiratsuka, sensing his impending malice, throw a punch, Haruhi, who had lost 70% of his fighting power and was no match for Hiratsuka Shizuka, decisively chose to surrender.

"Hmph... Take your spoils and get out of here."

Her good mood was completely ruined by Haruhi. Although she was very curious about who had bullied Haruhi Haruhi, who was not someone anyone dared to mess with in the entire Soubu High School, to this extent, the way this bastard student looked at her as if he were a BBA made her not want to stay in the same office with him for the time being.

Taking advantage of this break, Haruhi waved her hand, and the boy quickly slipped out of Hiratsuka Shizuka's office.

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Time flies,

In the blink of an eye, a week has quietly passed.

For a period of time, after the "Aizawa Shoko" incident caused by the spring, Soubu High School, which was originally restless, was unusually calm during this period.

And on this day,

it's clear

With nothing to do in the spring, he spent his time alone in the library of Soubu High School. At this moment, he sat in front of a bookshelf, frowning as he flipped through the books before him.

Since receiving the meal ticket from Shizuka Hiratsuka that allowed her to eat for free at the school cafeteria, Haruhi's previously somewhat frugal life has gradually become more abundant.

The way some of the classmates looked at Haruhi was no longer as incredulous as it had been when they first arrived a few days ago. Everyone had gotten used to Haruhi Haruhi, who had been reading in the corner of the library lately.

Perhaps the sun won't rise in the west, but even someone like Haruhi, who has absolutely no affinity for studying, has started spending half a day quietly in the library. How can those students struggling at the bottom of society, hoping to rely on their last graduation certificate, not study hard?

In an instant, this former delinquent youth was erected in their hearts as a towering role model.

—Yeah, right!

However, the main reason is that because of what happened to Aizawa Shoko, rumors have started circulating throughout the school that Haruhi Kasuga has a crush on Yukino Hyakuri and got involved in that incident despite the risk of dropping out of school for the sake of the person she likes.

Springtime dismissed this with disdain.

The storm surrounding Aizawa's affair hadn't even died down when new malicious rumors began to quietly spread throughout Soubu High School. Humans are such complex creatures, but this had nothing to do with Kasuga at the moment.

Time is slowly passing by.

I don't know how much time passed.

sunny,

The warm sunlight shone on Chunri, who was squatting by the bookshelf, and he could feel a slight soreness slowly creeping up his neck.

He stretched and let out a long sigh of relief, looking at the stack of books next to him, which contained all sorts of books.

The textbooks for Chinese, mathematics, English, history, and so on—if other classmates who knew Haruhi were here, they would probably be truly inspired by Haruhi's diligent spirit.

Why did Haruhi, who originally disliked studying at all, become so engrossed in it during this period?

Ultimately, it all came down to the night three days ago when Xiaoxue, for some reason, gave him the instruction to get into the top ten of the entire grade in the next test.

Top ten, top ten of the entire grade?! Xiaoxue, you're practically making things difficult for me, Kasuga Gian!!!

So what if I ate a few more dinners at her place? Is it really necessary to use this to threaten my ex-boyfriend? She even said that if he doesn't get a good grade, he won't be allowed to eat at her apartment anymore.

Didn't we agree to a pleasant breakup? My mom stopped asking about my grades years ago, but Xiaoxue, you're even more diligent than her.

It's also Kasuga's fault for being so sharp-tongued; she put on a brave face and agreed to Yukinoshita's rude request just for a little food.

However, having been reborn, even though Haruhi couldn't match Yukinoshita's innate talent, he was still a proper university liberal arts student. During his time in the library, he was slowly picking up the knowledge he had lost in high school.

"It's been so many years since I last memorized English vocabulary..."

With a sigh, he casually tossed aside the novel "Love Metronome" by Kasumi Shiko, which he had been using as a chair, and, feeling somewhat weary, slowly stood up and walked out of the library.

Light novels can be a great way to pass the time, but if you read them for too long, it's easy to get addicted and even neglect your studies. This is especially true for light novels about youth that start to stop updating in the latter half of the series. Unless they are truly finished, even if there are still a few epilogue chapters left, it's best to wait until they are completely finished before reading them.

Although reading novels during spare time won't change your grades, as Yukinoshita said, over time, it can at least have the simple effect of cultivating one's character and calming emotions.

Classic novels like *Earthsea*, *The Little Prince*, and *Aesop's Fables* can help calm a restless mind.

As for that book, "Love Metronome," until it's truly finished, it'll just serve as a temporary library cushion for springtime.

……

It's almost lunchtime.

On my way to the cafeteria, I happened to pass by that somewhat deserted courtyard.

Normally, Chunri would probably rush to the cafeteria without even looking around, but after studying for so long, the greenery on both sides of the stone bridge made him stop, feeling mentally exhausted.

My palms glided over the steel handrails as I stepped onto the stone bridge. Perhaps it was because I was a liberal arts student, but in spring I was experiencing sensory pleasures that I couldn't enjoy on a regular basis.

Tall trees grew side by side on both sides of the stone steps, their branches stretching endlessly, creating a lush and vibrant scene. The branches intertwined and nestled together, making the steps appear like a tunnel leading downwards. Looking further down, springtime saw—