Classroom Of The Elite 2nd Year - Full Volume

Classroom Of The Elite 2nd Year - Full Volume
class D with class D (7)


About an hour after that. I was studying in my room while giving advice to Kei.


Basically his understanding is good, the fact that he has not been serious in studying so far gives me the impression that that is the real obstacle. But I dare not show it.


He didn't have to worry if he just ran away from learning it when he was young. But in Kei's case, he couldn't get a proper education due to the abuses at Junior High School.


He didn't really learn the basics


lessons in Junior High School, so he had a hard time with the lessons in High School.


If you consider that, I can say that he's fine. It is the right decision to provide warm guidance and guidance.


If he felt that studying was not a troublesome thing, he would probably grow as much as Sudo.


“Eh.”


“There's a.”


Kei suddenly looked at the floor. And as he stared at the floor for a few seconds, he reached out and picked up something. I wonder if a little dust or dirt is falling, but...


“This...what is this?”


Saying that, he stuck his hand out in front of my eyes, and showed me what was between his index finger and thumb. It was long reddish hair.


“Hair, right yes.”


If I say what I'm thinking, Kei's face turns to look like a demon(oni).


“Red hair! And long hair! Looks like this is a girl's hair!”


That might be true. As long as it's not physically possible is my hair.


Naturally, the quality of her hair was completely different. The owner of the hair immediately crossed my mind. It must be Amasawa Ichika, who cooked and ate yesterday.


“Who are you bringing in?” He asked if it was a person of interest, such as a classmate.


“Is this what that means? Jealousy.”.


“Problems! I'm Kiyotaka's girlfriend! I have the right to watch!”


I've never heard of anything like that before. But remember one lesson. After inviting the girls into the room, do not forget to clean it thoroughly.


I learned that, but the disaster continued. The bell rang in the room without warning while worrying about what to do to make an explanation.


And a monitor that projects images of the lobby.


Looking at me as the landlord, Kei looked at the screen to see who was there.


There was Amasawa, smiling and waving her hands. The first person to respond was not me, but Kei who squeezed his red hair.


“Red hair, weird girl..”.


It's like trying to solve a mystery. Kei's index finger interjected before I pressed the call button.


“Ya!”


A voice with open anger, Amasawa of course showed her astonishment.


“Eh? Room 401 is Ayanokouji-senpai's room.. isn't it?”


I forcefully pulled Kei's arm and took action.


“Sorry it's Me. What is it gonna take?”


This visit was an unexpected one, but I can't let Kei handle it. Other than Amasawa, the problem is that Me and Kei are in front of the lobby where people come and go.


“Oh, is anyone there? Should I come next time? I want to bother you because there's something I want to talk about.”


Although Kei's eyes bulged, he made a gesture to let him in without telling him to leave.It seems like he wants to make sure that Amasawa is the owner of that hair.


“No, it's okay. Login.”


I pressed the lock release button and brought it in


go inside.


“You sure? Other students will know that I am here.”


“...Ah.”


Apparently, Kei lost sight of her


alone because of his emotions. Kei says that he still wants to keep his dating relationship a secret.


If he gets here, there's a chance he'll


rumored.


“Yeah, it's too late. I have no other choice but to deceive him well.”


His voice had already been heard once, and hastily driving him away would no longer be effective. Instead, we have to consider the possibility of making strange speculations.


In about a minute, Amasawa seemed to have climbed to the fourth floor, and the bell in front of the room rang.


“I'll let it in, so sit back and wait.”


“A... I understand.” I opened the front door and welcomed Amasawa.


“Sorry came suddenly, Ayanokouji-senpai.”


With such a face, Amasawa meticulously looked at the shoes at the front door.


This behavior, for some reason, has a very feminine gaze.


“Pacarmu(Kanojo)?”


He laughed and asked a direct question.


“What do you want?”


“I can't find him. I thought I might drop it in senpai.”'s room


“There are left?”


“My favorite hairline, but I can't find it...” He just realized his loss and came to my room.


I can't stand and wait, so I'll


let him in. I think it's quicker to let Amasawa explain directly than to make excuses about that hair.


“Excuse”


Amasawa walked into the room without worrying if I had any visitors. Maybe he came back from school, because he had a bag in his hand. Then he met Kei who had been sitting and waiting.


“Ah, greetings! I'm Amasawa Ichika.”


“Greetings.” Although Kei showed a clear face of anger, but he would be able to endure it.


“You're senpai, right? If you can know your name.”


“...Karuizawa Kei”'s


“Karuizawa-senpai? Ah, I guess you guys are studying together, are you her boyfriend? Just now Ayanokouji-senpai looked like she was distracted, so I wanted to know”


It is a talent to ask whatever he wants without hesitation.


“That's none of your business, right? Whatchu mean? What is your relationship with Kiyotaka?”


Kei's attitude, whose name is associated, naturally made Amasawa look towards the room while feeling something.


“Wait a minute to answer that question. Well, I didn't see it. I'm sure I left it in this room. Well... Maybe it fell somewhere.”


Saying that Amasawa did not mind Kei's gaze at all, and she was ready to kneel looking under the bed. Naturally, his butt would be emphasized and the height would be


ascending.


“Ah... Senpai. I might look a little naughty.”


He looked back at me with a tone [I intentionally


did]. Kei made his head react quickly, and he looked at me.


“I'll look for it.”


First, I'll start looking to see if her hairband is under my bed.


“Hey, don't ignore me? Answer my question.”


“Well, Ayanokouji-senpai that is...well, what should I say? My special chef?”


“What? What is it?” Unable to understand, Kei looked at me again with a firmer face.


“She is Sudo's partner. I knew him for a while and served him food.”


“Sorry I don't understand at all. Why


you cook for a Sudo couple?”


It was no wonder indeed, that it made no sense if he only listened to the outline.


I looked for a hair tie from under the bed and explained it to Kei again.


“It's better I go to the kitchen for a while, I might take it off while you're washing. Oh, Senpai, please keep looking in the room. Below


cabinet.”


“Good.” Nothing under the bed, I started looking around the closet this time.


“Wait...elastic hair tie... What does that mean?” Kei walked in and asked in a whisper.


“I told you. That's all I do with


invite Amasawa to make food.”


“Is it all true?”


“Of course.”


“...Really?” Even if I explained it in words, he wouldn't believe it so easily.


“I'll confirm it with the girl.”


I grabbed Kei's arm firmly trying to stand up. And I quickly brought my index finger to her lips to make her quiet. At a time like this, the shrewd Kei did not make a fuss.


“You please search around here.”


“A, I understand.”


Even without understanding my intentions, he began to aid in the search, as if he only understood something important.


“Ah! Ayanokouji-senpai, this is it.”


From the kitchen, Amasawa's voice was heard. When Me and Kei looked into the kitchen at the same time, he


showed us a hair tie on his palm.


“It seems to fall between the kitchen and the refrigerator.”


He smiled happily, and put it in his pocket.


“Sounds like I'm bothering you guys, so I'll be right back.”


“Sorry because I didn't realize it.”


“No. I shouldn't have forgotten it, so I'm the one who bothers.” As soon as she held onto her bag, immediately Amasawa put on shoes at the entrance.


“But I can no longer meet senpai. I didn't


thought Senpai had a girlfriend who was so beautiful.”


After saying that, he placed his index finger on his cheek to think.


“That's him. Not good for both of us to cook at another time.”


“Of course!”


“Then─lain times, Karuizawa-senpai will also come to eat together. So, I'll see you.


spliced....