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Fumino Furuhashi: "..."

"Ugh…"

Furuhashi sighed, resting her chin on her hand, and said with a hint of helplessness, "Sometimes I really don't understand you, Hayakawa-kun. It seems you still have a lot to learn."

"Hmmmm?"

Hayakawa looked completely bewildered. "Isn't there still so much for you to learn?"

"Forget it. I don't care about you."

Fumino Furuhashi stood up and walked towards the door: "I'm going out for a bit."

"Huh? Where are you going?"

Hayakawa was taken aback and asked.

"Let's go for a walk."

Fumino Furuhashi said irritably, put on her shoes in the entryway, and was about to go out when she hesitated for a moment after opening the door, but still said, "I'll be back in half an hour at most."

"…All right."

Hayakawa watched as Fumino Furuhashi's figure disappeared through the doorway, then silently watched as the door slammed shut with a "thud."

"Ugh…"

Hayakawa was somewhat troubled, sitting weakly on the spot, unable to find a solution in his mind.

What's wrong with this child? Is he going through a rebellious phase? He's not taking his studies seriously and his attitude is bad.

Hayakawa slumped dejectedly at the table, no longer in the mood to study.

My child has entered puberty and is having conflicts with me... their teacher. What should I do?

I also need to go for a half-hour walk. Half an hour is such a precious time. I don't know how many practice questions I could do in that time. If I go fast, I could even do a whole unit test.

Hmm? Half an hour?

Half an hour!!

Hayakawa suddenly opened his eyes wide, a chill shooting up his spine and rushing into his cerebrospinal fluid.

In an instant, his brain began to calculate rapidly: Ogata usually takes more than an hour to take a shower. Even if we take away the time she has already spent showering, it is still more than an hour. She will not come out of the bathroom for an hour. Moreover, even if she finishes showering, she will choose to go straight back to her room to dry her hair before coming to the living room. So she has plenty of time.

Fumino Furuhashi is going out for a walk for half an hour. If the timing is correct, then the next half hour is her own free time, and no one knows what she will do in this house.

In other words... this is a perfect opportunity to investigate the contraband suitcase on the ancient bridge.

Hayakawa tilted his head, his dim gaze falling on the door of the old bridge's bedroom not far away, a strange smile curving his lips.

Without any hesitation, Hayakawa appeared at Fumino Furuhashi's door in the blink of an eye, and then pushed the door open and went in without thinking.

You don't need any reason to enter your own home.

Upon entering the room, Hayakawa paused slightly. Out of respect for the girls, he hadn't entered Furuhashi and Ogata's room since they moved in, except for the two days he tutored Furuhashi privately. This time, the room felt different from the one he had entered before.

First of all, it's much cleaner. Although I didn't live in this room before, I would clean it once a week, so it was always tidy. But now it looks much brighter and cleaner than before.

Then there's the scent. I don't know if it's just my imagination, but there's a pleasant aroma in the room, very much like the scent of Furuhashi. It's a delicate and refreshing floral fragrance, like lying on the grass on a quiet summer night, gazing at the starry sky, with a cool and serene scent lingering in your ears, making you feel intoxicated.

Hayakawa's eyesight isn't very good; she'd need glasses if it got any worse. However, her nose is quite sensitive, allowing her to remember the scents of those around her quite well. For example, Furuhashi's scent is similar to fruit, while Ogata Rizu exudes a gentle, sweet udon fragrance, somewhat like milk candy, perhaps because of her milk...

And there's Yotsuba...

"... "

Hayakawa quickly shook his head, trying to clear his mind of the jumbled thoughts; now was not the time to think about such things.

Hayakawa scanned the room, his gaze suddenly focusing on a suitcase sitting quietly next to the cabinet.

"This is it."

Hayakawa carefully took out the suitcase, laid it on the ground, and then looked at the zipper. After seeing it clearly, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Many people nowadays prefer suitcases with locks, but thankfully Guqiao isn't one of them.

"..."

Hayakawa frowned, gently unzipped the suitcase, looking as serious as if he were opening a treasure chest that might contain a monster.

Chapter Forty-Eight: The Genius's Peculiar Hobbies and Invitations

Upon opening the box, the first thing you see is neatly folded clothing: from left to right, tops, skirts, pants, socks in the corner, and some personal items.

Hayakawa ignored the conspicuous personal clothing and focused on searching for books and notebooks in the box.

Hayakawa carefully turned over a few pieces of clothing, trying his best not to let anyone notice that the box had been searched. However, after searching for a long time, he did not find any suspicious pens or notebooks.

"how come…"

Hayakawa frowned, the suspicious look on Furuhashi's face the day he moved in still vivid in his mind.

Based on that reaction, Hayakawa was certain that there was something shady inside the box; that much was certain.

Hayakawa hesitated for a moment, then turned the box to the very back. After touching it briefly, his eyes lit up. Sure enough, he found a hidden compartment inside.

But strangely, the thing inside didn't seem to be flat like a book; it was more like metal or a cylindrical object.

"what?"

Hayakawa reached inside and felt the coolness of metal. He instinctively took it out.

then…

Hayakawa pulled out a pair of handcuffs.

Hayakawa: "..."

What...what is this?

Hayakawa stared blankly at the handcuffs in front of him, his mind a complete blank. He stared at the metallic handcuffs for a long time.

Its heavy, weighty texture doesn't feel like a toy; it looks more like something designed to torture criminals.

Why would you bring this thing to someone else's house? I just don't understand...

Hayakawa hesitated for a moment, then took out the other items from the compartment.

Pepper spray, stun gun with non-safe voltage...

They're all things that cause dizziness.

Queen? SM?

"Ancient bridge..."

Hayakawa, pale-faced, murmured, "He actually has this kind of hobby?"

He never imagined that these things were meant to protect him, because in his mind, the idea of ​​him attacking girls was unthinkable. Just as ordinary people wouldn't imagine they could fly, Hayakawa never thought that others would be afraid of him attacking girls.

"Never mind...it's none of my business."

Hayakawa put everything back in its place expressionlessly, pretending he hadn't noticed anything.

Top students, you know, always have some kind of weird hobby they don't know about. I'm an open-minded teacher, so I can understand...

It would be a miracle if anyone could understand that.

Do ordinary people have this kind of hobby?

"..."

Hayakawa felt a cold sweat trickling down his back. After checking his suitcase again to make sure there were no humanities books, he hurriedly packed the suitcase back to its original state, put it back in the corner of the room, and sneaked out of the room like a thief.

Discovering something extraordinary, discovering the ancient bridge's peculiar hobby, made Hayakawa a little uneasy.

After all, the gentle, kind, and understanding literary girl Furuhashi who was at school turned out to be a queen who hid handcuffs in her bag and might be a fan of SM. The contrast was so great that it was like accidentally discovering that "the couple who greet you every day are serial killers." Who wouldn't be scared?

Let's just pretend none of this ever happened. Anyway, no contraband was found in her suitcase, so in my opinion, Gu Qiao is already innocent.

……

"Uh…"

Hayakawa returned to the living room to continue studying, but after more than ten minutes he still couldn't concentrate, feeling somewhat guilty and embarrassed.

Surprisingly, Gu Qiao didn't actually have any contraband hidden away. So her strange reaction was because she had handcuffs and a stun gun hidden in her possession.

Wouldn't this make me seem like I'm judging a gentleman by my own petty standards?

Sin, sin, sin!

Hayakawa silently repented in his heart.

"dong dong dong~"

A knock came at the door, startling Hayakawa, who quickly got up and went to open it.

"I am back."

Fumino Furuhashi walked in, holding onto the shoe cabinet with one hand and taking off her shoes with the other. She put the shoes in the shoe cabinet, and while putting on slippers, she asked, "Is Riko still taking a shower?"

"Uh...yes."

Hayakawa felt a little guilty, and his voice became much softer.

"Then go back and study."

Fumino Furuhashi yawned and walked into the house.

After taking a walk around the neighborhood a few times, she calmed down a lot, and the frustration that had been weighing on her heart dissipated considerably.

In the end, it's just Hayakawa. Why should I get angry because of him? Let him teach whoever he wants.

It has nothing to do with me! I'm not close to him, he's just a regular friend!

Fumino Furuhashi mentally severed all ties between herself and Hayakawa, and immediately felt a sense of relief. She sat back down in her chair, a serene smile returning to her face, feeling that her heart had completely calmed down.

"Come on, let's continue learning."

Fumino Furuhashi turned her head and smiled at Hayakawa.

"Uh... okay."

Hayakawa paused for a moment, then quickly nodded.

Although I don't know why, it's great that her mood has returned to normal.

So the learning continued.

……

"This problem doesn't require auxiliary lines,"

Hayakawa pointed to a math problem involving geometry and quickly explained the solution to Furuhashi. After thinking for a moment, he launched into a long explanation: "Don't think that all geometry problems need auxiliary lines. In fact, that's not always the case. Although most geometry problems have auxiliary lines, and usually two, it doesn't rule out the possibility that the problem setter might create a problem without auxiliary lines."

"You can't approach a problem with the fixed mindset that 'auxiliary lines are necessary,' otherwise you might make a very simple problem seem complicated."

Hayakawa said earnestly, "The purpose of auxiliary lines is to make solving problems easier. If you can easily solve a problem without them, there is no need to add them."

"I see…"

Fumino Furuhashi nodded thoughtfully and said softly, "I feel like I understand mathematical thinking a little better now."

"Yes Yes!"

Hayakawa's face lit up with joy, and he was about to press his advantage and say a few more words when his phone suddenly vibrated.

"Buzz~buzz~buzz~"

Hayakawa's phone vibrated; it was a message notification.

"..."