บท 65: Pre-declaration, I really don't mean to be white
After Itsuki finished speaking, Shinichi saw her silent for a few seconds, his expression slowly disappeared, and he spoke lightly.
"Itsuki, there is one thing you should attend to first."
"Yes!" Sensing the seriousness in his words, Itsuki became slightly tense, waiting for Shinichi's next narration.
"Firstly, Fuutarou and the previous four adjectives are antonyms, like water and fire. Putting them together by force would only make people "angry". Please do not do that."
"Eh...?" Itsuki opened her mouth slightly in astonishment, muttering in her heart.
Even if that was true, was there a need to talk too much... Or was this a man's friendship?
"Secondly, you are not a god, and I am not a god. Do you know what this means?" Shinichi looked straight at her.
With a trembling heart, Itsuki leaned back to distance herself: "That… Does that mean we can't do everything perfectly?"
Shinichi approached her expressionlessly, and tapped her shoulder lightly in a heavy tone.
"It means 'dream has everything, but don't daydream when you wake up', understand?"
"I see..." Under the pressure, Itsuki trembled a few times as if she was going to cry, but she didn't give up. Instead, she forcefully and retorted, "But… Maybe there is such a method? We have to believe that humans have unlimited possibilities, how will we know unless we try…"
"I believe in the possibility of humans, but I don't believe that Fuutarou, you, and I can do this kind of thing." Shinichi explained helplessly.
"Infinite possibilities are not infinite wishful thinking. Anything that can be successful must have the appropriate basic conditions and resources. Fantasy realization is also based on magical power and imagination as the backbone to create something out of nothing."
Itsuki said confusedly: "I don't understand..."
"In general, your ideas are too broad, and your goals are too ideal and vague. As long as no miracle happens, the chances of achieving it are absolutely zero," Shinichi insisted, leaving no room for a veto on her naive wish.
After being directly preached, Itsuki felt a little hurt in her heart, she couldn't help but puff out her cheeks, looked away, and whispered.
"If you don't have it, you don't have it. Why do you say it hurts so much ... The problem is that I don't care about it business. I read it myself, so I don't believe that I can't improve my grades…"
Then, she once again decided that this man in front of her must be a friend of like-minded Fuutarou… His words were so unkind and hurt her pride.
Even though Shinichi answered the question for her, this and that were two different things. She is still very grateful to Shinichi, but she will never think of him as a helpful and friendly classmate.
Or do all the ordinary geniuses in this school have this kind of virtue?
Rather than condescending to seek advice from these two evil people, it was better to rely on luck with questions she didn't know.
Itsuki nodded silently, this method was acceptable for her pride. After all, she also knew that if she continued to try her best to study on her own, her efficiency would definitely be so low that she felt hopeless. She had to find a smart guy who wasn't annoying to teach her.
The first person excluded is Fuutarou who refuses to guide her in the cafeteria and says she is fat. Shinichi too can count as one of them now which makes Itsuki feel aggrieved by being looked down upon.
After making up her mind, Itsuki snorted at Shinichi, her words were still polite, but her attitude wasn't as respectful as before.
"No matter what you think, I still have to thank you for your answers and 'suggestions', and next time I have the chance, I'll send a thank you gift in return. Now looking back please, I'm going to start teaching myself. "
Shinichi was silent.
Itsuki didn't know that she had written all the inner activity just now on her face, so that others could see at a glance what she was thinking?
Shinichi really had never met such a consistent person, and he really didn't know whether to say it directly or simply.
Miku was the complete opposite of her, with no expression on her face, it was hard to tell what she was thinking. Maybe Yotsuba is the same as Itsuki? After all, Nino was completely distant from him.
Quintuplets are only slightly similar in appearance, but their personalities are like five leaves with distinct outlines, each with its own characteristics.
Shinichi knows that Itsuki is an honest and simple person, and it is easy for her to develop a good impression on others over a small matter, but she is very cold towards those who hurt her pride, and she is also very stubborn.
Now she doesn't seem to want to see himself. It was estimated that in her heart, her liking for him was second only to Fuutarou... Negative side.
Even so, Shinichi had no intention of taking those words back, but just shrugged and went back to doing his own thing.
He would do his best to explain Itsuki's doubts, purely because of his status as a member of the Student Council and a classmate, and perhaps for Miku's sake, he gave her a bit of study advice.
But just like facing Furuhashi back then, as long as the other party didn't make a request, as long as no reason was needed, he wouldn't reach out to help others at will, and he wouldn't bother to take the initiative to establish good relations with her.
Moreover, Shinichi didn't have the energy to distract and take care of other people now, excluding Miku, worrying about those two was enough for him.
"Asada-san, good morning~"
Furuhashi lazily put down her school bag, slumped down on the chair, covered her mouth lightly and yawned, with tears flowing from the corners of her sleepy eyes.
Shinichi wasn't surprised at all.
"Why do you look overly concerned with studying? Is it because you read late?"
Furuhashi lay down on the table, and replied faintly: "I was worried about your and Ricchan's progress during study yesterday, and apparently it was one in the morning when I wasn't paying attention..."
"Worry? Just send us a message and ask us. There's nothing unspeakable," Shinichi looked at her strangely.
Furuhashi turned her head in another direction, her voice a bit dull.
"I'm afraid something happened to you that you can't tell, so you don't dare to ask..."
"What did you say?"
"I didn't say anything! Since Asada-san said it himelf, then it's impolite of me to ask you? Last night…" She looked back, her eyes hiding her worry and she stared straight at him, like she didn't want to give up any moment of guilt or embarrassment.
She took a deep breath, wiping the sweat from her palms.
"Did something special happen?"
When she asked this sentence, her heartbeat suddenly became extremely slow, her breath caught in her throat, and her chest tightened slightly, which caused her tone to hesitate for a moment.
But in the end, she still asked seriously, instead of asking jokingly.
She didn't want to ask Shinichi about what happened last night, but for the sake of the study organization of the three of them, as an assistant educator, she had to accurately control the emotional state of the two, so that nothing would one day survive a Japanese drama destroy the friendship between the three of them.
It's not easy to have friends in the same situation, and finally have a trusted educational partner. The combination of two happy things will bring more happiness. What she gets will be a fun and happy learning time...
She didn't want to go through such a time, no matter what the relationship between the two was, all she could do was actively adjust her distance from Shinichi after knowing everything that happened, so that the three of them would always keep their distance.
That's right, that's it, the mission is only this one.
Regarding this matter, Furuhashi did not wish to have personal matters
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