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Hayakawa Shiro looked at Furuhashi with some surprise: "You're quite a picky eater."

I really want to bite this man to death.

Fumino Furuhashi smiled kindly and then said to Rizu Ogata, "No, Rizu, that's your family's udon. Maybe it'll be your dad who delivers it. What if he does deliver it and finds you here? That would be a big problem. That's why I said no, not because I think your family's udon is bad."

"Oh, there's such a thing."

Rizu Ogata immediately realized what was happening and quickly bowed her head to apologize, "I'm sorry, Fumino, I didn't expect that."

"Oh, yes."

Hayakawa Shiro suddenly realized, "I didn't expect that either, haha."

Fumino Furuhashi: "..."

"Then let's eat out."

Hayakawa Shiro thought for a moment and said, "There's a pretty good barbecue place nearby. If you want to eat there, I can take you there."

Fumino Furuhashi and Riju Ogata exchanged a glance, both looking rather uninterested; clearly, neither of the girls wanted to eat greasy barbecue that evening.

"Then let's just order whatever we like, just avoid Ogata's udon."

Hayakawa Shiro opened the mobile app: "Come and take a look."

Fumino Furuhashi and Satoshi Ogata leaned over from either side, looking at the dazzling array of dishes on the food delivery app.

"There are quite a few restaurants near my house, after all, there's a food street nearby,"

Hayakawa Shiro said, "The Ogata family's udon shop is also there."

"It's a pity we can't eat our family's udon anymore."

Ogata Rizu said in a low voice, her tone revealing a hint of resentment and disappointment: "It's delicious and affordable."

"Uh…"

Hayakawa Shiro looked at the dejected little face of the science girl and said, "I'll go eat there in a while, and Ogata will treat me then."

"Okay...ok."

Rizu Ogata nodded repeatedly upon hearing this, grabbing Hayakawa's arm with expectant eyes: "I'll treat you, Hayakawa-kun, you can just..."

"This shop looks pretty good."

Fumino Furuhashi suddenly nudged Hayakawa's arm and pointed to a shop.

"where?"

Hayakawa looked at the name of the restaurant on his phone and his expression immediately turned strange: "Maid Cafe & Delicious Omelette Rice with a Delicious Spell (The maid delivers it to your door and personally casts the spell)."

"What are you..."

Hayakawa Shiro couldn't help but look at Furuhashi, and said expressionlessly, "Omelette rice, maid, delicious magic, which one do you have your eye on?"

"Well…"

Fumino Furuhashi blushed and quickly lowered her head, whispering, "I was just a little curious about what it would be like to be under a delicious spell, please don't look at me like that..."

As she spoke, the literature-loving girl lowered her head in embarrassment and covered her face.

Actually, that's not the case at all. She just ordered something in a hurry and didn't pay attention to what kind of store it was. She didn't expect it to be such a weirdo.

Chapter Fourteen: The Consequence Theory of [X]

"that,"

Fumino Furuhashi blushed slightly, avoiding Hayakawa's eyes, and turned her head away, whispering, "I suddenly have a craving for omelet rice..."

"Oh, that's how it is."

Hayakawa Shiro glanced at Ogata Rizu: "I don't care, what about you?"

"Omelette rice?"

Rizu Ogata nodded: "Sure."

"Then let's order this."

Seeing that neither of them had any objections, Hayakawa Haku ordered three servings of omelet rice plus Delicious Magic.

"Does Hayakawa-san usually order takeout for meals at home?"

Fumino Furuhashi asked curiously.

"Occasionally, but most of the time I do some of it myself."

Hayakawa Haku said, "It depends on my mood."

"So Hayakawa-san can cook."

Rizu Ogata stared intently at Hayakawa and said, "There are very few boys who can cook these days."

"That is, at a level where one can eat,"

Hayakawa Shiro shook his head and said, "After living alone for a long time, I usually cook a little bit of food, because I get tired of ordering takeout all the time."

It turned out to be the case.

Upon hearing this, Fumino Furuhashi suddenly realized why she had never been able to learn to cook. It turned out that it was because she didn't live alone. So it wasn't her problem, but the problem of the world.

"What do you think?"

As Fumino Furuhashi was trying to excuse herself, Hayakawa suddenly looked at the two women and said, "At my house."

Furuhashi and Ogata were slightly taken aback, and then their expressions became somewhat strange.

"It's...pretty good, isn't it?"

A faint blush appeared on Fumino Furuhashi's face as she whispered, "The house is very big, and the atmosphere is great; it's a very comfortable place to stay."

What kind of question is this? Asking a girl what her own home is like? Asking how it feels to live in your own home sounds like inviting her to join your family!

"I...I think so too."

Rizu Ogata also avoided eye contact. Although this science-minded girl, who didn't understand people's feelings, couldn't describe her own feelings as accurately as Furuhashi, she still felt ashamed and uncomfortable because of this question.

"what are you guys saying?"

Hayakawa was puzzled, and said expressionlessly, "I'm asking how efficient you are at studying in my house? Has the unfamiliar environment affected your efficiency or anything like that?"

“Ah, so that’s how it is.”

Fumino Furuhashi's heart skipped a beat, and she breathed a sigh of relief. After thinking for a moment, she said, "I think it's pretty good. It's similar to studying in the library, or even better."

"I think so."

Rizu Ogata nodded: "Although the library is quiet, there are still other people around, and the view is too open. People walking around and occasional noises can affect your concentration. If you want to study seriously, it's still most efficient to do so at home."

"That's good."

Hayakawa Shiro breathed a sigh of relief: "In that case, you have a good chance of passing the monthly exam."

"Hayakawa-san, are the school's requirements really that strict?"

Fumino Furuhashi couldn't help but say, "You've only taught us for less than half a month, and you've already made Risu and me pass the monthly exam? That's too much!"

"I think so!"

Ogata Rizu puffed out her cheeks in dissatisfaction, indignant on Hayakawa's behalf: "I can't understand even a single grain of rice!"

"Ugh…"

Hayakawa sighed upon hearing this and said, "You know Kirisu Mafuyu, right? She's the one who told me that I have to make sure you all get a passing grade, or I'll lose my instructor qualification. She didn't sound like she was joking when she said that."

"It's Kirisu-sensei!?"

Upon hearing the name, both girls trembled simultaneously, their faces showing signs of tension, as if they were suffering from post-traumatic stress disorder.

"What's wrong? You all seem afraid of her."

Hayakawa Shiro looked at the two girls with a puzzled expression: "Isn't that teacher very popular at school?"

"Well...it is popular, that's true."

Fumino Furuhashi turned pale and stammered, "But it's still terrifying."

"Hayakawa-san, you probably don't know this, but the teacher who was assigned to me and Fumino as our mentors in the previous generation was that teacher,"

Fumino Furuhashi spoke vaguely, but Ogata seemed to have something to say and said excitedly, "You have no idea what terrible things she did to me and Fumino!"

"Uh…"

Hayakawa Shiro: "Is it stricter than my requirements for the two of you?"

"It is indeed very strict, but it's not the same feeling!"

Rizu Ogata trembled slightly, hugging her shoulders: "Her terrifying eyes and her cold words that could cause psychological trauma, I had nightmares during that time, really... I never want her to guide me again."

That's such an overreaction...to a teacher.

"Let's not talk about Kirisu-sensei anymore,"

Fumino Furuhashi, standing next to her, also looked traumatized, forcing a smile; "We're already very satisfied with Hayakawa-san teaching us now."

"Oh…"

Hayakawa Shiro was somewhat surprised: "I didn't expect you guys to like me so much."

"Does that need to be said?"

Fumino Furuhashi gave Hayakawa Shiro a smile that seemed to bring everything back to life, and said, "Because I can see how hard Hayakawa-san put in."

"Yes, they wrote many notebooks for us; it must have taken them a long time,"

Ogata Riju nodded her head like a jade rabbit pounding medicine: "Thanks to you, we can see hope for improved grades, and now we can all move towards the goal of passing."

"Are you careful?"

Hayakawa Shiro thought for a moment, then shook his head and said, "Having good intentions is useless. The most important thing is the result. What's the use of having good intentions if we can't achieve results that satisfy you? On the contrary, if the results are above the passing mark, it doesn't matter if we don't put in the effort."

Fumino Furuhashi looked at him strangely: "...Hayakawa-san is a result-oriented person."

"It hasn't come to that. I just don't want my dedication and hard work to become an excuse."

Hayakawa Hakudo: "Many people just put in their normal level of effort, or even a little effort, and then fantasize about getting the results they want. Even if the final result is not satisfactory, they can comfort themselves by saying, 'Ah, I have tried my best.' or 'I tried my best but it didn't work. I don't have the talent.' Then they give up naturally. I hate this kind of person."

"I don't want to be a loser who uses 'good intentions' as a way to comfort myself. I won't let 'good intentions' become an excuse after failure. What I want is to win."

Hayakawa Haku leaned back on the sofa and said calmly, "That's why I will do my best until the very last moment before the result arrives, because I know that without a victory, the process is meaningless."

Hayakawa Shiro spoke a long passage in a calm tone, and the two girls fell silent as if trying to understand what was implied in his words.

Chapter Fifteen: The Heartbreaking Rejection [X]

These few simple words are filled with a cold-blooded meaning.

For Hayakawa Shiro, if he ultimately fails, all the sweat, effort, and expectations he has put in during the process will lose their meaning the moment of failure, as if they do not exist. In fact, for him, the word "process" is like an escape from the result of failure. The more he emphasizes the process of effort, the more it becomes an excuse for failure.

"Losers are always wrong no matter what they say."

Fumino Furuhashi looked at the indifferent-looking boy sitting next to her and felt a pang of bitterness in her heart.

She felt she understood Hayakawa Shiro a little better now, and understood why he loved studying so much. He would even take a portable vocabulary book with him while eating, and he would walk as if he were reading a book.

Because he stripped the process of meaning, leaving only the result, one can only strive with all one's might to pursue the result.

But this is too cruel; he's just a high school student.

"..."

Fumino Furuhashi pursed her lips slightly, her beautiful eyes sparkling with tenderness.

It seems that Hayakawa's thinking is a bit too extreme. This is not the kind of thinking that a 16-year-old high school boy should have. If he is always like this, a lot of happiness will slip away from him.

"Cough cough..."

Fumino Furuhashi coughed lightly and raised her head with a reserved air.