I Was Possessed By An Unknown Manga

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Midterm exam.

It is the name of the fear that many students fear.

In particular, in the case of midterm exams in Japan, they start immediately after a week or two after Golden Week, Japan’s biggest holiday period, so unless you are a regular student, you start to feel strange pressure as the exam period approaches.

And it was the same for Rika, who rarely saw her studying.

“Ueeng! Help! Ryu-chan-emon!”

“So, what are you going to ask me this time?”

“I can’t understand the math problem no matter how much I look at it! Please tell me!”

“…This is just a matter of substituting the formula I just gave you.”

“Hehe, I didn’t really understand that.”

There are many people who say that you shouldn’t judge people by their appearance, but Rika was one in both good and bad ways.

Even in class, if it wasn’t for a subject he was interested in, he almost didze off, scribbled, or did something else, and as the midterm exam approached, he instinctively felt that it was dangerous.

I heard that the lower the test score, the less pocket money you get at home.

I once again showed the mathematical formula and taught him how to solve it, and after saying thank you, Rika sat down and started solving the expected problem book.

It was time to re-read the jump that I had turned upside down after I saw it and sighed a little.

“Kim-kun. Can I ask you something?”

The foreman suddenly spoke.

“What’s going on? Ayase.”

Ayase Satsuki.

so-called half.

A child who has been in the same class as me since 1st grade, he is a model student with dark hair and thick glasses.

Ayase was one of the few people in my class who spoke to me without hesitation.

By the way, she was also the class president in the first year.

“Last time in Matsuda-sensei’s class, there were a few parts that you said you would be on an exam. I think I forgot something. Could you show me your notes?”

“Wait a moment.”

I rummaged through the bag hanging by the desk and pulled out a history notebook.

Fortunately, he didn’t seem to have left it at home.

“ruler.”

“Thank you. I’ll write it all down and bring it to you.”

The class leader said so, nodded his head, and went back to his seat.

Rika, who was watching him from the side, asked.

“I thought the class president was really good at studying, isn’t it? I borrowed all the notebooks from Ryu-chan.”

I said as I grabbed the jump that had been lying face down on the desk.

“You’re really good at it. I know you’ll be in the top 10 in your grade.”

“Why does such a person borrow Ryu-chan’s notebook? Ryu-chan is an idiot who only knows sports.”

“What is the point of an idiot who asks such an idiot for a mathematical formula?”

I said turning the page.

“And I’m surprisingly good at studying? If I get my grades in my first year, I’ll probably be surprised.”

Then Rika tilted her head and asked.

“How many places were you in the first year? A 50th place?”

… The total number of students in the second year is about 270, so it’s definitely not a low score, but does this guy think I’m not good at studying?

I couldn’t concentrate on the ensuing question, so I stopped jumping and answered.

“Grade Senior.”

Then Rika nodded and said, “Yes,” and then opened her eyes like a rabbit.

And after a long time, he showed a cartoon-like reaction.

“Ehhh?!”

“shut up.”

As I said that, I put my index finger to my lips and made a gesture to be quiet, and Rika blushed and covered her mouth with both hands, perhaps realizing that she had been shouting too loudly.

Then Satoru, who was in the front seat, turned his back and said.

“Yoosung seems to have been a bit stymied from studying. If it hadn’t been for entering the freshman school as a representative, I would have reacted the same way you did.”

“You man…”

When I stared at Satoru who was making useless noises, Satoru continued his explanation while saying, “Ike, you’re scared.”

“It wasn’t until the first semester of the first year that this guy wasn’t so ups and downs. But was it in the second semester? After joining the student council, he suddenly started working out very hard and became what he is now.”

Satoru patted my shoulder while saying that, and Rika looked at him curiously.

“Momochi isn’t really afraid of Ryu-chan, is he?”

Then Satoru shrugged his shoulders and answered.

“Actually, I know he’s a really good guy. That’s the same for you, right? Kishimoto.”

Then Rika smiled brightly and nodded her head.

“Yeah. That’s right. When I first moved to school, I told him the way.”

I got up in a hurry, not knowing what to do with the sudden pouring of praise from the two of them.

Then Satoru asked with a smirk.

“Class is starting soon, where are you going?”

“restroom.”

Rika, who was next to him, also floats one more drink.

“Hehehe. It was embarrassing.”

… these guys?

“It’s not like that.”

After I said that, I ran out of the classroom for a strategic retreat.

***

“Are you preparing well for the exam, Kim Yoo-seong?”

After 6th class on Wednesday, the president elegantly drank green tea in the student council room, where he had been absent for a long time, and asked that question.

“Well, it’s always the same.”

As I answered and put the student council papers I was reading next to me, Minami, an accountant, tapped the calculator to help.

“He’s the top grader in this and that, but I think it’s me and Shinjiro’s older brother who’s more dangerous.”

“Hey, don’t treat me the same way as you. Minami. No matter how busy I am, I never neglect my studies.”

“Did that person play games until late last night?”

“No, you said that you had no choice but to do it because it was a raid appointment that had already been held for a long time. If you miss this, you will be very insulted.”

“My aunt told me that if my grades drop again this time, I’ll destroy my brother’s computer first.”

“…let’s work hard.”

Although she has a good brain, Minami, who lacks personal time due to the lack of personal time with the vice president who often cramms because he is a serious gambler, seems to be at risk of his grades.

After finishing the paperwork that took about 30 minutes, the president asked as if he remembered it too late as he was taking a breather while drinking the coffee that Minami had brewed.

“By the way, Alexandra Ivanov and Miss Romanova, who transferred to Class 2-B, how are you?

“Oh, yes. Sasha is doing well.”

“Sasha? Who is that? I said Alexandra Ivanov or Miss Romanova.”

“It’s the nickname for the Alexandra you just mentioned. It’s so long that the classmates usually call her Sasha.”

“…how do you shorten that name to become Sasha? Isn’t it usually shortened to something like Rexie or Rexa?”

“I don’t know either.”

In Russia, that’s what they call it, huh?

The president, who heard my answer, tilted his head with a ???? expression as if he still did not understand.

Anyway, the midterm exam is only 12 days away.

Since the midterm exam will be held for three days from the 22nd, the next Monday, the whole school was in an atmosphere of studying.

In the case of children who neglect their studies, they usually start studying a week before the exam, so it seems that they are still spacious.

After enjoying a moment of leisure while drinking Minami’s coffee after a long time, I got up with my bag because it seemed that school time was approaching.

“Then I’ll leave. See you on Friday.”

“Yes, come in.”

“Goodbye. Kim Yoo-seong.”

“Go in.”

I left the student council room as I said goodbye to the three of them.

Now it’s time to go home.

***

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Maybe it was because there were only 4 days left until the midterm exam, but the whole class was in a depressed mood.

Even the tight trio that would normally have filmed a contest while picking up nonsense is now in zealous mode.

There was still a lively atmosphere during the break, but when it was time for class, everyone was paying attention to the teacher’s words and listening to one more hint of the test question.

Of course, it was me as well.

Since I’ve been studying in my spare time, I don’t really have to crawl, but there’s no reason to deliberately not listen to the past questions openly.

Even if you know that, you don’t have to study the parts that overlap the test scope.

After the 4th period of classical literature was over, it was lunchtime, everyone screamed in pain and went to lunch.

Today, Karen and Sasha, who naturally joined as a group, growl at each other and choose the menu for the student cafeteria.

By the way, the one I chose was the pork cutlet bowl.

“Ha… I think my head is going to explode. I should study a little.”

“It’s the same with me. No matter how much history you memorize, you’ll soon forget it. In particular, why are there so many years?”

“I found classical literature difficult. It’s just that Japanese is difficult, because most of the classical literature is made up of ancient languages.”

All three eat lunch while making a sound of sickness.

Even Rika, a glutton, only ordered one set of rice balls today, probably because she has no appetite.

On the other hand, I, who was not particularly stressed, asked while eating the pork cutlet bowl.

“If it’s that difficult, why don’t you do a study group or something?”

If you look closely, it seems that each of them has a different field of difficulty.

Rika showed weakness in all subjects, whether it was a typical humanities or science subject, and Karen had just average grades, but her memorization problem was rat poison, and Sasha was good at everything, but because she was a foreigner, Korean and classical literature were the problem.

If we complemented each other’s weaknesses, it seemed that we could achieve enough grades.

I wonder if my opinion was justified, the three of them lit up their eyes at the same time.

“That’s it!”

“It’s genius!”

“Harasho (Хорошо)!”

At that moment, Rika hardened her expression as if she had realized her blind spot.

“But at whose house are you gathering?”

Then Karen said.

“How about my house? There are a lot of empty rooms, so I don’t mind if I go to sleep.”

Sasha folded her arms and nodded her head.

“I don’t like it, but I can’t help it.”

The schedule of the study group was set like that of roasting beans in lightning.

As I watched it, I opened a can of cider as the end of the meal.

“The three of us do well.”

It has nothing to do with me anyway.