Tokyo: Starting with a fake boyfriend

It hadn't rained for so many days, but now that summer vacation is almost here, it's suddenly started raining. It's really bad luck with the weather.

After checking the weather forecast, Shiratori Osamu clicked on the Line app with numbers in the upper right corner.

As expected, his mother-in-law was as clingy as ever, sending him messages every day after she woke up.

Mother-in-law: "Good morning, Shiratori-kun."

Shiratori Osamu: "Good morning, mother-in-law."

Mother-in-law: "Today is the final exam, you and Xiao Nan both need to do your best!"

Shiratori Osamu: "Thank you for your encouragement."

Mother-in-law: "It's going to rain today, remember to bring an umbrella."

Shiratori Osamu: "Thanks for the reminder, I should get going."

Mother-in-law: "Have a safe journey."

The message today was different from yesterday's. His mother-in-law didn't ask him if he would come over, because he had already answered yesterday that he would go over after his exams on Thursday.

Moreover, Shiratori Osamu discovered that his mother-in-law had gained a new function: weather forecasting.

"Ugh……"

Putting away his phone, Shiratori Osamu couldn't help but sigh.

Without dual mode enabled, he inevitably felt guilty every time he saw how well Xiao Nan and his mother-in-law treated him.

Because he was conspiring with Hojo Ryoma to deceive the mother and daughter, pretending that everything had been restored, when in fact it was not.

That being said, he didn't dwell on the matter. Instead, he went to his desk to make final preparations before setting off, checking his stationery to avoid any mishaps.

To ensure he was absolutely sure, he went to the bookstore last night and bought past exam papers for the "National College Entrance Examination Mathematics Paper". He spent the whole night practicing with the papers to get a feel for the test, and he also bought three sets of stationery.

During this process, Shiratori Osamu suddenly noticed that the phone on the table had lit up.

Minami Yamabuki: "Good morning, Osamu-kun! It's going to rain today, remember to bring an umbrella, and good luck on your exams!"

Shiratori Osamu: "Good morning, Minami! I'll bring an umbrella. Let's do our best on the exam!"

Upon discovering that Konan also had a weather forecast function, Shiratori Osamu couldn't help but scratch his head.

Through this incident, he also discovered something else: Xiao Nan seemed unaware that his mother-in-law was sending him messages every morning.

That makes sense. Japanese people have a strong sense of personal space and value privacy highly. Even spouses cannot look at each other's phones without permission.

Just then, another message popped up on his phone.

Shinonome Mizuki (as teacher): Shiratori-kun, it's going to rain today, remember to bring an umbrella.

Upon discovering that each item had a weather forecast function, Shiratori felt as if he were trapped in some kind of loop. After some thought, he initiated a voice call.

The voice call request was approved in less than 5 seconds, and Shinonome Mizuki's clear and melodious voice rang out:

"Hello."

"Good morning, Mr. Dongyun."

Hearing her clear voice through the phone, Shiratori felt as if he were enjoying an auditory feast, and greeted her earnestly.

It has to be said that Ms. Dongyun is truly a treasure from head to toe. Not only is she beautiful from head to toe, but her voice is also exceptionally pleasant, and she has a wonderful personality.

"Good morning, Shiratori-kun. Why are you calling me all of a sudden? Is something wrong?"

After confirming that it was him, Shinonome Mizuki on the other end of the phone asked with some concern.

This was the first time they had ever talked on the phone; they had always communicated directly via text message before. Could something have happened? Like she was feeling unwell or something?

"Nothing has happened, it's just that I have an exam coming up soon and I'm a little nervous. I wanted to talk to you."

"Are you nervous? Why don't you try swallowing the character '人' (person)?"

"Swallowing the character '人'? Is this your way of relieving tension?"

"No, when I'm nervous, I usually adjust my glasses."

"I see."

At this point in the conversation, Shiratori Osamu suddenly remembered something: Shinonome-sensei often adjusts his glasses.

He thought it was just a habit of tidying up his appearance, but it turns out it was because he was nervous?

"You're nervous, so what do we do now? Why don't you come to school quickly so I can pat you on the shoulder?"

While still in the entryway of her home, Shinonome Mizuki was adjusting her glasses as she prepared to leave. After thinking for a while, she came up with a solution.

"Teacher Dongyun, I've said it many times, I'm not a shoulder fetishist."

"I know, so how can you not be nervous?"

"..."

Hearing her tense and anxious tone, Shiratori Osamu suddenly felt his heart race and his blood surge.

He realized that the conversation had unconsciously drifted into a scenario of "You don't want me to mess up the exam because of nervousness, do you?" Under such circumstances, if he wanted to, he might be able to make some less unreasonable requests to Mr. Dongyun.

To put it simply, it's about holding hands; if you're feeling adventurous, you might even be able to rub her breasts.

"Shiratori-kun, why are you silent again?"

Just then, Shinonome Mizuki, not receiving a reply, began to get anxious.

"Just a simple 'good luck' from you is enough."

Seeing that she was really worried and nervous, Shiratori suppressed his restless thoughts and made a request that couldn't be simpler.

Although this is a good opportunity, it might even lead to some unspoken, ambiguous interactions, such as him holding hands with Mr. Dongyun whenever he gets nervous.

But there's plenty of time. When summer vacation starts, he'll have plenty of time to spend with Mr. Dongyun, so it's best not to rush things.

"Is that all?" Shinonome Mizuki was surprised to hear this request.

"Yes."

"Okay then... Good luck."

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For some reason, Shiratori Osamu sensed a hint of disappointment in those words, as if Shinonome-sensei had hoped he would take this opportunity to make other requests, rather than such a simple one.

"Thank you, I should get going now."

Although he sensed something was amiss, Shiratori Shu calmed himself down and thanked him earnestly.

"It's time for me to set off too. Good luck!"

Shinonome Mizuki didn't even realize she was a little disappointed; she just found that "good luck" was very helpful, so she cheered herself up and encouraged herself again.

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The advantage of rail transit is that while there may be delays, accidents are rare.

Cautioning against the possibility of a car accident, Shiratori Osamu arrived at school without incident.

Perhaps because it was the day of the final exams, the atmosphere at school suddenly changed. It was no longer as excited about summer vacation as it was yesterday, but had become much more serious.

Many people are reading books, clearly cramming at the last minute, trying to make up for their weaknesses.

Some people sat with their eyes closed, resting and preparing for the upcoming exam.

The final exams in the second semester will not affect college admission, but academic performance will directly affect parents' attitudes towards their children during the holidays, as well as their own mood.

Among them, Shiratori Osamu walked into the classroom with a relaxed and carefree attitude, not only because he had practiced six sets of past years' university entrance exam papers the night before, but also because he glanced at the blackboard.

Chinese Language (8:30-10:00)

Mathematics (10:20-11:50)

History (13:00-14:30)

Physics (14:45-16:15)

There was still plenty of time before his math exam, and he was fully focused, so there was no need to worry about being nervous.

"Xiu, are you really okay?"

As he walked to his seat, Nakamura Tomoki couldn't help but run up to him and ask.

"I'm fine, but you seem quite nervous. Are you that unsure of yourself?"

Upon noticing that he was asking the same question again, Shiratori Osamu glanced at him and chuckled.

Zhihui, who is usually carefree, seemed unusually nervous today, as if he was trembling with fear.

"I'm doing this because..."

Seeing his good friend's relaxed demeanor, Nakamura Tomoki wondered if he was genuinely confident or simply unaware of the seriousness of the situation, and hesitated to speak.

Final exams were no big deal to him; the scores wouldn't make any difference.

However, the final exam is crucial for Xiu, as it will directly affect his and Mr. Dongyun's extracurricular tutoring, and everyone wants to see Xiu make a fool of himself.

"I understand what you're trying to say, but I'm confident that instead of worrying about me, you should worry about your own exam results."

Seeing his attitude, Shiratori immediately realized what was happening, reached out and punched him in the chest, scolding him.

Actually, he sensed it when he got out of school yesterday. Zhihui came over specifically to ask him how his preparations were going, because he was worried about him. That's why he said he had made thorough preparations.

I thought that would be enough, but I never expected this guy to become even more worried.

Are you really sure?

Punching each other's chests is a way for good buddies to interact. We used to do that before every fight. Although it felt good, Nakamura Tomoki was still worried.

"I'm not just confident, you just wait and see how cool I am."

Shiratori Shu didn't want to play the awkward game, but to put him completely at ease, he raised his eyelids, his arrogance reaching its peak.

"Then I'll wait and see."

Seeing him with that incredibly handsome face, saying things that sounded like he was going to beat the whole place up, Nakamura Tomoki suddenly got excited and punched him in the chest.

Because Xiu has been busy with his own things lately, and has matured a lot overnight, coupled with the fact that he hasn't spent a single day with him for so long, he feels that Xiu has become a little unfamiliar, as if the two of them are gradually drifting apart.

But seeing Xiu speaking those childish and arrogant words like before, he felt like everything had come back to him.

They'll still get it fixed, but they'll still be good buddies!

After interacting with him for a while, Shiratori returned to his seat, opened his bag, took out a test paper, and immediately began to concentrate on doing it.

You can never have too much practice questions and test papers when it comes to learning.

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As he took out the exam paper, the top students who were watching him were all taken aback.

No, the final exams are just around the corner. You're not conserving your energy, preparing yourself mentally, or even using your time to memorize difficult concepts. You have the leisure to do practice tests?

As the class monitor of Class 3(1), Minami Yamabuki naturally knew about what was happening in the class.

"Xiu Jun will definitely be fine!"

That being said, Minami Yamabuki didn't feel nervous like Tomoki Nakamura. Instead, she felt very confident after seeing Osamu Shiratori's serious face.

Others might not know, but she certainly did: she knew just how clever Xiu Jun was.

"Ring ring ring!"

Before long, the school bell rang, pulling Shiratori Osamu's attention from the test paper back to reality.

At the same time, a middle-aged male teacher, carrying a water bottle in one hand and an unopened file folder in the other, walked into the classroom.

This teacher is an unfamiliar face to many people. In order to ensure absolute fairness, in formal exams such as the final exam, the proctor is usually a teacher from another class or even another grade.

The middle-aged male teacher walked to the front of the classroom, put his things down, and looked sternly at all the students in the class. He spoke in a low, powerful voice:

"Next up is the final Chinese exam for the second semester of third grade. Please put everything except pencils, erasers, and single sheets of paper into your schoolbag on your desk."

Chapter 135 This is outrageous! (6K long chapter)

Faced with the teacher's request, the students of Class 3(1) cooperated very actively.

After clearing the desktop, the middle-aged male teacher took out a retractable hand knife and cut open the sealed file folder.

Takeno High School is an exam-oriented school. The final exam papers are prepared a month or even several months in advance by senior teachers from various subjects. After the papers are completed, they are sealed away.