"Talk about business." Naoki sat across from the two girls, cross-legged, in the classic pose of a certain commander, "Give me the homework from last weekend."
"Understand."
Furuhashi and Ogata opened their bags and handed the notebook to Naoki.
Naoki pondered for half a second, and opened Furusashi's homework book first.
Furuhashi suddenly opened his eyes wide, and looked up with clear and bright brown eyes without blinking.
Naoki first saw that Furuhashi's homework book was not eccentric, there was only one reason... Math homework one was one, two was two, it was clear at a glance.
Thirty seconds later.
Naoki closed the workbook, looked at Furuhashi, and quickly understood the hope in the girl's eyes, so he said, "That's great."
"Hehehe. (*^▽^*)"
Furuhashi who was praised suddenly had a bright smile on his face, and that gentle and beautiful smile seemed to brighten the sun a little.
Article 2 Chapter 1 "Guidelines for Girls' Education": Girls are emotional creatures. Like characters in two-dimensional cute girl mobile games, they have a hidden [Mood Value] setting. In the process of fighting (learning), the mood value will decrease silently. At this time, certain rewards should be given, but not limited to 'touching the head to push, scratching the chin, verbal praise, food stimulation', etc., so as to increase the [Mood Value].
Naoki always felt there was something wrong with this "Girls' Education Manual", so he just touched his head, what's the problem he scratched his chin?
This is definitely the way to serve cats.
But after saying that, Haruki Murakami once said [Cat] that women and cats have the same nature, and almost any vocabulary that applies to cats can be used on women, perhaps for this reason, only in the educational manual will strange things appear.
Closer to home.
"And then Ogata."
Naoki took Ogata's homework book and began to examine it carefully.
Ogata who is only 1.4 meters of course will not be as hopeful as Furuhashi. She just sat up straight, and looked at Naoki, her soft and cute little face had no nervous or hopeful expression at all.
Such a reaction could easily give people the illusion that "Ogata Rizu doesn't care about other people's comments", but sadly Naoki had seen it all. "My neighbor's third grade elementary school student is taller than you", and there is a high chance that your knee will be hit.
"Well…" Naoki paused for half a second before giving his judgment, "The progress is very clear."
Ogata turned his head and looked away, raised his right hand, and played with the blue silk in his ear. She didn't speak, and the expression on his face didn't change, but his mood had definitely increased——
The proof, the legs under the table, barely touching the ground, slightly swaying.
"Before starting today's lesson, let's summarize the experience of last week's lesson." Naoki took out a notebook that was specially used for recording, "It's not impossible for you to study, at least today's progress is clearly visible to everyone. "
"This is all thanks to Asakawa-san." Furuhashi cupped his face with his hands, his eyes were shining, and his voice was clear, "Although there are always strange questions to bully me, and a very embarrassing sticker is stuck on our foreheads, the effect is really good."
Ogata nodded lightly: "Yes."
"That." Furuhashi stretched out two slender fingers and lightly tapped his chest, "Could you…"
Naoki said directly: "No."
"Hmm-" Furuhashi puffed out his cheeks, "I haven't finished my words yet!"
"Needless to say, it must have been like 'That sticker is so embarrassing, can't I just stick it'," said Naoki.
Furuhashi opened his eyes wide: "How did Asakawa-san know what I was thinking?"
Naoki snorted softly: "Because all your thoughts are written on your face."
"Is that true?"
Furuhashi hastily raised his hand to cover his face.
"Those stickers aren't to play with your shyness, they're just an unconventional teaching method—" Naoki looked at Furuhashi and Ogata, "Kirisu sensei and the others have proven that conventional teaching methods have little effect on the two of you."
"In that case, we can only use an unconventional way of studying."
"Everything to improve your test scores. Under this first order, nothing else exists."
"That's right." Furuhashi spread his fingers and exposed his eyes, "I've always felt that Asakawa-san's study method was a bit strange. I think I read about it in some books."
"There are some small things, don't worry about it." Naoki resolutely changed the subject, "Start studying today."
....
After studying for a while, Furuhashi quickly said curiously: "Asakawa-san said last Friday that if we fail a grade, you will punish us, what kind of punishment?"
Hearing this, Ogata also looked up.
"You want to know?" Naoki said.
Ogata said, "I want to know."
"Mmmm." Furuhashi nodded with anticipation on his face, "Asakawa-san, hurry up."
"Before that, let me ask you a question…" Naoki paused for half a second, "Do you two like to eat cilantro?"
"Eh?" Furuhashi immediately leaned back when she heard those words, put his hand on his chest, and the expression on his face was like that of a little white rabbit asking an old woman on the street. The old woman lifted her clothes and transformed into a big bad bad wolf, "Does Asakawa-san want us to eat coriander?"
"No!" Furuhashi shivered, "If I eat food like that, I will die!"
Surprisingly, Ogata pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose and said, "If it's coriander... I don't hate it."
"Ricchan is amazing." Furuhashi turned his head to look, "Since you eat udon noodles every day, so you're not even afraid of cilantro?"
"No." Ogata said the cruel truth, "The number of people who don't like coriander in the world is only 15% of the total population, and it is slightly higher in East Asia, around 20%, which means that…"
Ogata looked at Furuhashi and concluded, "Those who don't like coriander are heretics."
"I'm not listening, I'm not listening, I'm not listening, Asakawa-san is a demon!" Furuhashi lay down on the table, covering his ears with his hands, "Ciander is the most terrifying poison in the world. It would kill people if it ate it, even three days. If I don't eat for three nights, I won't eat a mouthful of coriander!"
Naoki said, "Then don't eat coriander."
"Hah?" Furuhashi looked up, tears flowing, "Asakawa-san is a good person."
He was a demon just now, but turned into a good person in the blink of an eye. He has so many identities!
Naoki opened his school bag, took out a bag of potato chips, and placed them in front of Furuhashi: "Corriander potato chips, tell me."
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