My Youth Romantic Comedy Is Wrong As Expected

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"Wow, this room has so many light novels!"

"So many comics! And they're all works that enthusiasts love! Looking at this collection, my brother is really an expert!"

"You are all very talented. So I'm allowing you to study in this better room. Consider it an upgrade."

Upon hearing what I said, the two of them immediately smiled.

"Really?! I usually share a room with my younger brother, and I really long for my own room!"

"Studying in this room should be very efficient!"

"Focus your energy. You can do it. I can tell. As a student of Soubu High School, I can tell."

"Brother!" "My lord! We'll show you the results!"

It's actually isolation.

There are rotten oranges in the box, which will affect the whole box of oranges. The rotten oranges must be thrown away. My room, with its pair of dead fish eyes, is perfectly suited to be an orange room.

"Then I will respect your autonomy and keep an eye on the other lower-level candidates. You are free to use the books and reference materials here."

"Thank you!" "Not at all!"

What on earth was that thank-you speech that didn't even have an abbreviation?

"Um, brother. This punishment...could it be...?"

Komachi was waiting for me at the bottom of the stairs. She seemed to have noticed what I had done.

"Yes, unfortunately, it's just as you thought. The lazy candidates have been excluded."

"Huh—what will happen to them?"

"Komachi, I can't help everyone equally. All I can do is prevent those who are motivated from being affected. How's the living room?"

"Yes, yes. Thanks to my brother, everyone has perked up again, like seeds sprouting."

"Really? That's good. I'll tell those two to be more aware of potential crises before they go back."

"Okay, that's settled then. They both want to apply to the University of Tokyo."

It's impossible! Judging from their learning motivation, it's already clear that it's impossible. Which classmate can help tell them the reality? Not explaining it clearly is actually quite cruel.

Among the twelve people, separate the two who are not serious, leaving only the serious candidates. This will maintain the sanctity of the reading group.

...That's how it should be.

"Brother, something's happened again."

I went to the convenience store, and when I got home, a version of Komachi with a troubled face greeted me, making me feel like I'd hit the jackpot. I'm going to save that in my mental screenshot folder; it warms my heart. No, now's not the time for that.

"Did those two oranges go downstairs?"

"That's what my brother calls me in his heart... No, you'll see when you see it."

I observed the living room from the hallway through the glass window in the door.

"...Hey, someone's slacking off again."

Two girls were openly scrolling through their phones while Komachi and I were away. One was using a messaging app, and the other seemed to be playing a game. Why do all these people love playing King of Glory so much? As someone still using a feature phone, I just can't understand it.

Just like before, their laziness infected others.

One by one, the people inside took out their phones, turning the book club into a phone-swiping session.

"Where should we land? Should we stay ahead and observe the situation before proceeding?"

"Shall we choose a fishing village this time?"

Some of them were even playing Knives Out.

This way of being lazy is outrageous! Don't give test takers smartphones!! ...Uh, I'm serious. During crucial exam periods, having those tempting devices makes it impossible to train concentration. Children are easily led astray by pleasure, just like water flowing downhill.

"What... what should we do, brother? If this continues, none of us will get into Tokyo University!"

"So everyone's aiming for Tokyo University! Then why are they even using their phones! Aren't those guys incredibly lacking in a sense of crisis...?"

"When discussing college applications at school, more than half of the students became interested in the University of Tokyo because of the atmosphere."

"That's exactly what a party animal would do."

Because of their dark past, I couldn't believe it at first, but now I accept it instantly.

"So, what kind of people are those two girls who are slacking off?"

"The class's source of joy."

"What happened to those two boys who were quarantined earlier?"

"The class's source of joy."

"Is your class only full of pistachios?"

How much fun must that class be? I definitely couldn't stand it. But thinking about it, Komachi could be the life of the party too. She just wouldn't do it willingly.

Are people like that really prone to a lack of focus?

"What should I do...?"

"I can't help it. Can I borrow your room this time?"

"Huh? Could it be...?"

"Yes, Orange needs to be sent to the shelter. Komachi, invite those two to your room. You don't need to give the real reason. Just say, 'You worked very hard, so you were promoted to the special class.'"

"Waaah, it's so dark... so dark..."

Komachi grumbled as she went to find the two girls who had started the trend of slacking off.

The seven people left in the living room should be able to regain their focus.

"...Ha, we won. Hahaha."

Witness firsthand the astonishing secrecy and complete isolation of Hikigaya Cram School!

"Brother, I have a question to ask!"

The girl with glasses called out to me.

"Oh, okay...which subject?"

"math!"

"Hmm, math..."

Mathematics is not only not my strong subject, it's the worst I've ever been at. I always get only single-digit scores on tests.

That's fine as it is. I invest all my energy in what I'm good at. A specialist. If I learn a little bit of everything, I'll only be a jack-of-all-trades and master of none, unable to harm the boss.

This means I'm part of the strategy team. To conquer that day in life, I'm boldly investing all my points into specific attributes.

"So, does anyone know math?"

What does "therefore" mean?

"I think you seem very intelligent, and the questions you're asking are probably quite advanced."

"Looks very intelligent...?"

The girl with glasses started acting strangely.

Her gaze darted around, her face flushed, and her breathing became erratic. It was so suspicious that if I were to walk like that on a main street, I'd be immediately arrested and questioned by the police.

Is she shy? Why?

"I'm not bragging," she cleared her throat. "When I was in sixth grade, I won the award for the most diligent student in my class."

"That's pure boasting."

However, there were indeed those awards with strangely named titles in elementary school. These days, it's fashionable to change the name and the method of presentation, awarding them to the whole class. But receiving such an award wouldn't make me happy; everyone's values ​​are different.

"Let me confirm. Which part do you not understand?"

"Quadratic equation".

"What?"

Wait, when were we taught quadratic equations?

National Standard II? Or National Standard III?

In any case, that's a key subject in junior high school mathematics. I remember teaching it for a long period of time.

What month is it now? Big exam? Wait, isn't that a bit off?

"What part of the quadratic equation do you not understand?"

"I don't really understand it overall. Speaking of which, what does 'secondary' refer to as a second time? I looked it up but still don't understand."

Hey! Is this child alright?

This isn't a question that should be arising now, is it?

"Uh, because it's a quadratic equation?"

"I know the word 'quadratic,' but that's all I know; I don't really understand it..."

"x multiplied twice is a quadratic term, right? y is a linear term. The highest power of the unknown in this equation is two, so it's called a quadratic equation."

Actually, I don't know if I can solve word problems involving quadratic equations. If she keeps asking, I'm not confident I can answer.

The girl with glasses had a serious expression.

"...What do you mean? I don't understand that concept."

You actually asked what it meant?

"I don't know either. I have no idea where a quadratic equation would actually be used."

"Oh, I see. Even the adults didn't know?"

"You're the type who can't solve equations like a machine if you can't figure it out."

"Maybe..."

"Then let's skip the word problems. I won't hurt you; just focus on the basics now. You can get a lot of points from this part alone."

"...Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee."

She seemed to have been hit hard.

"If your math is that bad, you'll have to work really hard on the other subjects. It's more realistic to make up for the lower scores with your stronger subjects. Focus on humanities like I did."

"……oh."

so close.

She seemed very smart, which misled me; this child is as stupid as Komachi.

Despite her earnestness, things rarely go as planned.

"Aim for Cambridge University, and start working hard from the basics."

I can't pretend I didn't hear that, but I've decided to ignore it.

...This is terrifying. Is this a den of demons?

I went upstairs to observe the situation of the second-floor (isolation) group.

They came to my room to peek first.

"Fu! Fu! Fu!"

"This manga is amazing!"

As I expected, they had a blast.

I brought them here not long ago, but the table is already piled high with light novels and comics, while notes and textbooks are left lying around.

For some reason, the two boys were shirtless, playing what appeared to be a dance video on their phones, and wildly dancing while holding comics and light novels in their hands.

I said, "Can you even read the words clearly like this? The text is shaky, so you can't really understand the content."

...It seems they suffered a mental breakdown due to the pressure of the exam.

These two are beyond saving. Luckily, they were isolated.

Next is Komachi's room.