The Delinquent Student is the Savior of the World 386
Added 2025-02-08 09:22:22 +0000 UTCTitle: Comic Exhibition
Miku felt that something was wrong with her sisters lately.
Ichika suddenly stopped working and started going to the library every afternoon to study diligently.
Nino loved shopping, but recently she rarely went out. Instead, she began studying hard in the library.
And what they were studying...
Miku felt dizzy just looking at it.
It wasn’t something she could touch at all.
Could Ichika and Nino be hidden geniuses?
Miku dismissed this speculation.
The five sisters were divided equally in everything, even their Iqs.
Yotsuba was always interested in joining sports clubs, but recently she unusually declined invitations from those clubs and came to the library.
Plus, Itsuki.
Now all five sisters were gathering in the library?
Miku looked blank.
When did they all become so fond of studying.
This situation seemed to have started after Haruto became their tutor.
Could Haruto’s tutoring attribute have reached its maximum, and he also had a hidden ability to make people study obediently, like the hidden abilities of military generals?
But what about her?
Miku stood near the bookshelf and looked at her favorite history biography.
Suddenly, the smell became unpleasant again.
Miku puffed out her cheeks. Although she was very unhappy, she had no choice but to endure it.
As a result, Haruto felt a chill down his spine.
Because Miku was sitting behind him, staring at him with an annoyed look!
Haruto felt uncomfortable all over and finally couldn’t help but stand up and say, “I’ll go look for reference books.”
After saying that, Haruto walked to a corner of the library and sent a message to Miku.
After a while, Miku came with a book in her hand.
Rows of bookshelves blocked the view around.
At this moment, apart from a certain hard-to-find administrator, there weren’t many people in the library.
“Miku, why are you staring at me?”
“I’m not.” Miku denied.
Then, she glanced at him, turned around, and started looking for books on the shelf.
Haruto turned and walked to a place not far away, took out a book from a high place, and handed it to Miku: “Miku, do you want to read this?”
Miku unconsciously turned to look. She wanted to refuse, but suddenly saw the name of the book, which turned out to be an unofficial biography of Miyamoto Musashi.
Want!
She really wanted it!
Miku hesitated for a moment, then firmly reached out to take it. Although face was important, this book was more important.
“Thank you~”
Miku thanked softly, grabbed the corner of the book, and was about to take it, but the next moment, Haruto grabbed Miku’s hand and said, “Miku, come with me.”
“Wait.”
By the time Miku reacted, she was already in a corner of the library.
“Reckless Kuromori, what are you doing?”
Miku nervously hugged the book in her hands, while looking around, as if choosing an escape route.
Haruto raised his eyebrows and asked, “Why, are you afraid I’ll eat you?”
Miku: “😐”
‘Although I’m not afraid of this, but if a guy corners a girl, it will make the girl panic no matter what, right?’
Miku looked at him.
Their gazes met.
Miku saw herself through his eyes, and Haruto should have seen his through her eyes, right?
Miku suddenly looked away, pursed her lips, and said, “What is it?”
Haruto looked dismissive: “The collector’s edition of the general, do you want it?”
“Want.”
Miku’s eyes lit up, then she looked at him hopefully.
During this period, Haruto invited her to play games together, and he also knew what she liked.
Was he really taking the initiative to give her the collector’s edition of her favorite general’s book?
Miku felt embarrassed, but mustered the courage to look at him.
Haruto was about to tease the girl, but after noticing Miku’s gaze, the words on his lips changed to.
“I’ll take you to Akihabara to attend the comic convention this weekend. I’ll cosplay as your favorite general.”
“And I know kendo.”
‘He’s tall and very handsome. If he cosplays as a military commander. This is clearly a date.’
Miku bit her lip and looked at Haruto, unable to help but ask, “Reckless Kuromori, is this a date?”
“What do you think?”
If he didn’t take Miku on a date, this girl might drown in jealousy.
Haruto narrowed his eyes: “Anyway, it’s decided, and can you stop pinching me?”
Miku immediately withdrew her hand and said shyly: “I don’t know what happened, my hand suddenly started moving.”
Haruto frowned: “Sorry, I also can’t control myself.”
“Huh?”
Seeing him suddenly lean towards her, Miku’s heart raced and she unconsciously closed her eyes.
‘Why should I close my eyes?’
Her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and just as she was about to open her eyes, she suddenly felt a warm breath on her face.
Her heart suddenly pounded in her throat.
Closer.
Even closer.
In that tense anticipation, Miku’s mind went blank. By the time she reacted, their lips were already touching.
Is this a kiss?
It felt so familiar, and the smell was also so familiar.
Miku unconsciously parted her lips, bared her teeth, stood on tiptoe slightly, and raised her hands to hug his neck.
In fact, Miku in the dream was clearly much more proactive than in the real world, and it was her subconscious mind that caused this situation.
Although Miku still hadn’t woken up, unconsciously she would get closer to him.
Just like this moment.
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Weekend.
Akihabara.
Akihabara was created based on everyone’s memories of Chiba City, so it was no different from reality.
Haruto pulled Miku off the train and came to the sports center.
This comic exhibition was created by him through manipulation and influence over the dream.
The purpose was because of Miku.
It was very difficult to have such a realistic dream, so of course we should cherish it and create more beautiful memories for each other.
As they entered the sports center and saw the crowd coming and going, Miku couldn’t help but tightly hold his hand, nervously yet excitedly watching the sports fans come and go.
But soon, she couldn’t help but look at Haruto hopefully.
Haruto looked around and said, “Miku, come with me.”
Changing room.
Seeing Haruto hand her a set of clothes, Miku looked at him blankly: “Kuromori, this is...”