On the Saturday before the test, the three trees, a thousand years old and by the gate, who came as promised, came around ten o'clock and raised their voices together to the hallway from the front door.
They seem to have met in the same school district as in middle school. Because the gateway doesn't know Zhou's house in the first place, but it would also be a big reason simply because we're close.
"Mmm, there you are."
"What about Mahiru?
"I'm serving lunch in the kitchen."
I come to Zhou's house first at midday to make lunch. He didn't need hasty study at midday, and he prioritized the hospitality.
By the way, they're making roast beef today. If you make it and put it to bed, you'll be able to eat something with a lot of softness for lunch.
"... completely tamed..."
"Ugh."
"You have the feeling of a new wife welcoming the earliest colleagues."
"If you say any more, we're gonna skip lunch."
"No! I'll have some mahiro rice!
When I look at the side of the gate, which is a little distracted by strange things, I look around.
"What's wrong?
"... no, naturally Mr. Vertebra is at Fujimiya's house,"
"... you don't have a choice, they always cook for you"
Puppy, pointing that way, the tree was left holding back her mouth, and she kicked her tibia lightly because that made her think of her mother's laughter and irritated her.
"Welcome, everyone... Oh, what's wrong with Akazawa?
Don't worry about it.
He worried about a tree that would have a mysterious grin for midday, but I didn't want him to worry about this because he didn't need to worry at all.
She decides that she has nothing to worry about even as she seems strange, but at midday she flips the apron back into the kitchen with her usual smile, "I have a little more to prepare, so please go ahead in the living room".
Looking behind him, the tree groans, "I knew it was overflowing with newlyweds". For now, I kept my back on.
"Shall I study then?"
After finishing making the meal and serving the tea, midday sits next to Zhou. Why next to Zhou is the conspiracy of the three remaining men.
"Uh, where doesn't Thousand Years know? It was math, wasn't it?
"Absolutely."
"Oh my God, it's all..."
"Because I'm not good at math in general. Giri, we're dodging the red dots."
Though I am a thousand years old enough not to be able to study anything, I seem to be pretty bad at math and show off my red dot god avoidance every time.
I have faintly tightened my cheeks at midday to the word all, but I can't help it because I haven't actually done it. You'll be fortunate to have some foundation.
"Basics This guy doesn't like application issues, so you better teach him how to think about how to apply the formula to application issues."
"Is the formula okay?
"... you're gonna be okay, right?
"Probably."
I don't feel okay, so I want you to do your best from there at midday. Rather than being retarded, she can't do it because she doesn't know how to use it, so if she understands it, she should be able to score quite a few points.
"The tree comes from a motivating place for now."
"Ha ha."
"Don't try to make me laugh. Study."
What do you think I held a study group for?
"Yuta - Zhou is tight -"
"It's time for the trees to get serious"
The tree is disappointed to drop her shoulder as she was refused salvation with a refreshing smile.
I want trees and millennials to apprentice him because those by the gate are seriously opening their textbooks and notebooks to start studying.
By the way, they don't have a bad subject like this by the gate, and he's an excellent guy who can do anything above average.
Zhou also doesn't have a particularly bad subject, so all he had to do was hone his memorization and application skills.
The thousand-year-old tutor left it to midday, and Zhou dropped his gaze on the textbooks on world history that he had prepared for himself.