I felt my eyes darken for a moment. Why are you even inviting me to study with you, Claire? Enough is enough, reallyâ¦â¦.Thereâs no benefit to participating in this study group. There was still enough merit in Alfredâs case, but not this time. Zero, really.
Okay! Letâs say no! Absolutely not! I tried to say that, but Iâve already agreed to the study session with Alfred.
If I turn down the study session with Claire, Iâll be stuck in a sticky rut of âWhy did you say no to me, but you said yes to Alfredâs study session?â If I turn down the study session with Claire, Iâll be left with this sticky situation.
I donât want to be treated badly when I decide to join the faction of the Alcala family. Itâs a pain in the ass! I have to do something to stop this from happening!
I replied as if I were trying to escape, not expressing my childish urge to complain.
âThereâs nothing I can teach you, Miss Alcala.â
When Claire heard my words, she narrowed her eyes a little and bent her mouth into a crooked shape.
âHmm, I thought you had a better entrance exam score than I did?â
Claire said calmly, a change from her previous somewhat restless appearance.
âNo, no, I just got lucky that timeâ¦â¦.â
âIn the first place, exams are a game of how to reduce the element of luck. Thatâs why I study to eliminate the questions I canât answer so that I can handle any question that comes up. So, if I donât pass the exam, it means that I failed to reduce the element of luck.â
âNo, but if youâre not feeling well at the time and you canât perform to your full potential, or if you happen to study something and you can do it even though you donât know as much or know as much as that person, thatâs not really competence, is it? I donât think you can call that competence, can you?â
âI was in perfect physical condition this time, you know? And even if it was by accident, itâs my fault if I didnât study those parts and lost. It is true that the depth of oneâs knowledge determines oneâs exam score. But such is the ability of a scholar. No matter how deep your knowledge is, it is completely useless beyond what is required in the exam. In fact, the ability to anticipate questions is the ability to do well in the exam, isnât it?â
Well, sureâ¦â¦What should I do? Iâve lost the argument. How do I answer that so I can escape? Iâm in a labyrinth, and I donât feel like I can escape.
There are no benefits and the reality is that Iâm going to run out of time if I have to worry about both Alfred and Claire, and I want to get through this. But the worst thing that could happen is if she continues to insist and I refuse, Iâm not confident that she wonât notice.
âAll right. If itâs okay with you, Iâd love to.â
When I whispered to her, Claireâs face lit up as if a flower had opened. Sheâs usually beautiful and cool, but the gap between her and me makes her look really cute. No, no, donât be fooled, Iâm sure sheâs smiling because sheâs imagining how sheâs going to use this study session to trick me into doing something.
âLetâs study in my salon tomorrow after school!â
âOkay, sure.â
âIâll look forward to it! Bye!â
With that, Claire turned on her heel and walked out of the classroom humming. The last time I was invited to the salon, she left before anything happened, but this time sheâs probably looking forward to it since she failed to set me up last time.
Oh well. If I donât do something about this situation of being hated soon, I wonât be able to survive. Even though it was my own fault, I was fed up with Claireâs vindictive nature.
I let out a deep sigh and was wondering what I should do now when a voice called out to me.
âHey, Chrisâ¦â
When I looked at the owner of the voice, I saw that it was the boy who had carried Alice away on the stretcher earlier. It seemed that he had come back before I knew it. The fact that he was calling out to her at this time meant that he was probably waiting for me to finish my conversation with Claire.
I was feeling down because of what had happened with Claire and Alfred, but I was excited to have a conversation with someone I hadnât seen in a long time, not someone I cared about more than I should, but just a classmate. Iâm feeling so up and down today.
âUh, what do you want from me?â
My voice was a little slurred as I answered. I failed. It makes me sound like a dork whoâs happy to be talked to after a long time. Well, actually, I am. However, despite my worries, the boy answered without hesitation.
âNo, itâs not for me, but Americia-sama has to leave early today, and I have to take her luggage to her place. So she wants Chris to bring it to her.â
Itâs not you, is it? I thought I was going to be able to get along with you and get one of the elements of a wonderful school life, a guy friend that I wouldnât mindâ¦â¦.Alice? Why?
âWhat? Why would I do that?â
âIâm not sure either, but she said she forgot to tell you somethingâ
âOh, so itâs about that. Thank you. Iâll be right there.â
She probably wanted to talk about the study session yesterday.
âSee you later.â
I strode over to Aliceâs seat, picked up the luggage there, and headed for the nurseâs office.