Resolve Misunderstanding

Haruka tilted her head back, looked at the ceiling, and asked in a low voice: "Do you know what was Haruna's scores?"

At that time, she looked at the scores of Saori, then looked at that of Kazuya, and then found her own results. She was a little collapsed and and left, even not looking at her sister's results.

Her situation was similar to that of Kazuya. She worked hard but failed to achieve the results she expected. This is a feeling that everyone will have. That situation as long as you work hard and take it seriously, you will be happy nomatter when you win or lose is basically bullshit. What was the purpose of the previous efforts?

Kazuya was in a daze. He didn't expect her to talk to him softly. He was stunned without reacting, but he didn't dare to answer the question. If she heard that her younger sister was ranked last in her grade, she might spurt a mouthful of blood onto the ceiling!

He felt that it was necessary to save her life, so he said vaguely: "It doesn't seem to be on the first score sheet."

"Of course she's not on the first sheet." Haruka actually didn't want to ask too much. She just asked her sister not to rank last. Now that she saw Kazuya didn't know, she just left it aside. She would know after going home anyway. 

She was still looking at the ceiling and said softly: "You looked down on me, insulted me, and pretended not to know me. But this time you hellp me. So we are even, but I will still decide the winner with you."

This guy saved her once and took care of her. The old debts from the past were partially offset, but the oath of being a lifelong enemy was not over yet. She had to win against him once in this life! No matter if it takes one, two, three, or even thirty years, she must win once anyway!

There she thanked him in disguise, but Kazuya was confused. He didn't regard her as a competitor at all, and he didn't look down on her, nor did he pretend that he didn't know her!

He said in confusion: "I understand that you want to beat me once. It's your own business. But I have never looked down on you and pretended not to know you..."

"I already said I don't care, are you still lie? Do you have the guts to do it but no to admit it?" Haruka became a little angry again and interrupted him directly. But She had a stomachache and didn't have the energy. She could only look at the ceiling and said angrily: "We met in the chairman's office three days before the start of school, and we also signed the terms of scholarships. You, Saori and me were all there at the time, and we had afternoon tea with the academy chairman!"

"I asked you about your test scores. Have you forgotten what you said? We met in the cafeteria a week after school started. Didn't you pretend that you didn't know me? Are you a goldfish? You stinky ass, gigolo..."

The more she talked, the angrier she became. She kept firing with her little mouth like a machine gun, which stunned Kazuya. He hesitated and asked: "Have you ever experienced these things? Don't you dislike me because of money…"

He was crossing here the night before the opening ceremony so he had no memory of this at all. No wonder this radish in the cafeteria knew him, but he didn't know her.

This is the one who takes the blame!

Haruka was speechless for a moment, and then shouted: "Am I the one who cares about two million yen?" After saying so, she felt guilty. Of course she would care about it, but she still shouted: "If you hadn't insulted me first, I would have tried my best to surpass you in exam and negotiated terms with the school. I didn't want to beat you and make you embarrassed! It was you who did first..."

She got angry and remembered the scene when Kazuya stepped on her head. Her stomach suddenly started to throb again, and the excruciating pain came back. She couldn't scream anymore and huddled up on the bed holding her belly, sweating profusely.

Kazuya was startled and quickly lifted the quilt to massage the acupuncture points on her legs to relieve the pain. He said distressedly: "Don't get excited, let's talk slowly about what we have to say."

He finally understood the little radish's temper. She said she didn't care about it anymore, but she was still so angry that her stomach hurt!

He wanted to ask how the original owner insulted her, but seeing her like this, he didn't dare to ask. He could only apologized: "I just heard Haruna talk about tuition and fees. I thought that's why you always find fault with me. What happened before..."

He couldn't continue talking halfway. This is not easy to explain. Does he really admit that he is a goldfish and has a memory of only seven seconds?

Even though Haruka was in so much pain, she still squeezed out words through her teeth to reply: "You said those words to me, and you still... still want me to tell Haruna?"

Kazuya was speechless. Haruna didn't know the inside story at first, so she just made a casual guess. She always felt good about herself, and he really believed her. The truth should be that several things happened together. Haruka was humiliated at afternoon tea, her family spent too much money out of expectation, and he pretended not to know her in the canteen.

If she just lost money, she would definitely find trouble based on her temperament, but she would probably get the upper hand and end it with a few sarcastic words. This radish is very serious about her future and will not take the risk of violating school rules. However, in the end, the relationship became so tense...

Kazuya didn't expect these causes and consequences. He is essentially a reasonable person. Although the current situation is that these troubles were left to him by the original owner, he felt that he should receive it.

Of course, he didn't think it was entirely the original owner's fault. The original owner has a habit of writing essays, but they were all about lamenting the wind and the moon, cherishing flowers and tears, etc. It can be seen that he was a young man with a delicate and sensitive heart.

Although the text occasionally shows that the original owner was a little proud, thinking that everyone in the world is vulgar and himself was the most noble, but he didn't not feel like the kind of person who insults others casually. Most likely, he was too young and speaks without intention.

But it's not convenient to ask what the truth is now. Kazuya saw that Haruka was in so much pain, so he quickly put more force to massage her points. After she calmed down, he tried the glass and added a little more hot water. He put the glass in front of her, "I have mild prosopagnosia, and sometimes I speak carelessly. If you care about the past, I can apologize."

Kazuya would still be twenty years old anyway. Looking at Haruka, a child, he would still be willing to give in a little bit. It's not a fundamental issue involving the bottom line of principle.

Haruka pulled her face and furrowed his brows, thinking that what he said was a disguised admission. She looked at the water glass and felt relieved again. "Forget it, you helped me this time. Let's just wipe out the old scores, and I don't care about your apology! But things weren't over that you stepped on me and hit my head. Sooner or later, I'm going to let you know my strength!"

"Drink water first." Kazuya was a little pleased. Although this little radish was still awkward, she finally understood some sense. He never thought that stomach spasms could cure neurosis and irritability. Is this considered new discovery?

Haruka glanced at him. This gigolo! I don't let you apologize, will you really not apologize? Will you die if you say something soft?

She complained in her heart and propped herself up on her elbows, trying to sit up halfway. But she didn't have enough strength. Kazuya hesitated for a moment, stretched out his hand to gently support her, and put a pillow behind her so that she could sit comfortably against the head of the bed.

Haruka didn't say a word, let alone say thank you. She took the glass with both hands, holding it like a hamster and sipping slowly. She took a small sip to feel better. Then she said, "It seems that the lunch break is about to end. You should go back to class. Don't delay your studies."

Kazuya hesitated for a moment, "I'll leave when the school doctor comes."