I nod in understanding, acknowledging that I may not have been able to fully elaborate on my answer. I feel a sense of relief that Mr. Tanaka has accepted my response and is allowing me to sit down.
I take my seat, feeling a bit more at ease now that the questioning is over. I glance over at Mio, who is watching me with a curious expression. I smile slightly, trying to convey that everything is okay.
Mr. Tanaka continues with the lesson, moving on to the next topic. I listen intently, trying to absorb as much information as possible. I feel a sense of gratitude towards Mr. Tanaka for giving me the opportunity to participate in the lesson and for providing me with a chance to think critically and creatively.
As the lesson continues, I find myself becoming more engaged and interested in the material. I start to see connections between the different concepts and ideas, and I feel a sense of excitement and curiosity about what I'm learning.
I'm grateful to be a part of the Horiko Academy community, where I'm surrounded by talented and dedicated students and teachers who are passionate about learning.
Then the teacher was teaching math subject and i am focusing on teacher's intuition and them a female srudent girl name yuri asked me
Yuri : are u smart enough to understand?
I feel a slight sense of defensiveness at Yuri's question, but I try to brush it off and focus on the lesson. I nod to her and say, "Well, I'll focus then I'll solve." I'm trying to convey that I'm capable of understanding the material, even if Yuri doesn't think so.
I turn my attention back to Mr. Tanaka, who is continuing to explain the math concept. I try to listen carefully and take notes, determined to understand the material. I feel a sense of determination and focus, and I'm not going to let Yuri's comment discourage me.
As I listen to Mr. Tanaka's explanation, I start to feel more confident in my ability to understand the material. I realize that I may not have been paying attention earlier, but now I'm fully engaged and focused on the lesson.
I glance over at Yuri, who is watching me with a skeptical expression. I give her a brief nod, but I'm not going to let her comment affect my focus. I'm going to prove to myself and to her that I'm capable of understanding the material.
Mr. Tanaka finishes his lesson and says goodbye to the class, packing up his things and leaving the classroom. The students start to murmur and chat with each other, unwinding after the lesson.
I take a deep breath, feeling a sense of relief that the class is over. I glance over at Mio, who is smiling at me, and we exchange a brief nod of acknowledgement.
As the students start to file out of the classroom, Yuri approaches me again. "Hey, Nobuaki, I'm glad you're willing to help me with my math homework," she says, her voice a bit more friendly than before.
I nod, trying to be polite. "No problem, I'll meet you at the library after lunch and we can go over it together."
Yuri nods and starts to walk away, but then turns back to me. "By the way, nice answer in class today," she says, a hint of a smile on her face. "I didn't expect you to come up with something like that."
I feel a sense of surprise at her comment, but I try to play it cool. "Thanks, I just tried to think outside the box," I say, trying to sound nonchalant.
Yuri nods and walks away, leaving me to pack up my things and head out of the classroom. I feel a sense of relief that the class is over, and I'm looking forward to meeting Mio and the others at lunch.
(Then mio came closer to me and sat on my bench with me and said)
Mio : are u free today?
Me.: umm yeah maybe
(Mio smile a littel)
Mio : so can u come to my home in afternoon?
I look at Mio, trying to understand why she wants me to come to her house. I'm not sure if I'm comfortable with the idea of going to her house, especially since we're just classmates.
"Math subject?" I repeat, trying to clarify. "What do you want to study?"
Mio smiles again, looking excited. "I want to study with you about the math problems we did in class today. I'm having a bit of trouble understanding some of the concepts, and I thought it would be helpful to go over them together."
I consider her request for a moment. On the one hand, I'm happy to help Mio with her math problems. On the other hand, I'm not sure if I'm comfortable going to her house.
"Okay, I'll come to your house," I say finally, trying to sound agreeable. "But just for a little while, and we can study together there."
Mio's face lights up with a smile. "Great, thank you so much! I'll meet you at my house at 2 o'clock."
I nod, feeling a bit more at ease. "Okay, I'll be there."
Mio gets up from the bench and starts to walk away, but then turns back to me. "By the way, thanks for helping me with my math problems," she says, looking at me with a sincere expression. "I really appreciate it."
I smile back at her, feeling a bit more comfortable around her. "No problem, happy to help," I say.
(Then a voice approach to my ear and said)
Yamaguci : so mio invited u to her house
(I turned back and saw a friend of mine yamaguci asked )
Me : well yeah but why did u ask?
(Yamaguci smiled suspeciously and said)
Yamaguci : u are lucky. Mio has never requested us from now on but why u i wonder?
I feel a bit surprised by Yamaguchi's comment, and I'm not sure how to respond. I look at him with a questioning expression, trying to understand what he's getting at.
"Maybe she just likes math and wants to study with someone who's good at it," I suggest, trying to downplay the situation.
Yamaguchi raises an eyebrow, looking skeptical. "Maybe," he says, "but I've never seen Mio invite anyone to her house before. She's always been a bit...private, you know?"
I nod, feeling a bit uneasy. I'm not sure what to make of Yamaguchi's comment, and I'm not sure if I should be concerned about Mio's intentions.
"I don't know, maybe she just wants to study with someone who's willing to help her," I say, trying to brush off the situation.
Yamaguchi looks at me with a knowing glint in his eye. "Yeah, maybe," he says, "but I'm not buying it. You're just lucky, that's all."
I feel a bit annoyed by Yamaguchi's comment, but I try to stay calm. I'm not sure what's going on, but I'm determined to find out.
"Hey, let's not read too much into it, okay?" I say, trying to change the subject. "I'm just going to her house to study, that's all."
Yamaguchi nods, but I can tell he's still skeptical. "Yeah, sure, just be careful, okay?" he says, winking at me.
I nod, feeling a bit uneasy. I'm not sure what's going on, but I'm determined to find out.
Then after i am free from my Academy i went to my home and walking in the streets towards my home
As I walk home from the academy, I take in the sights and sounds of the surrounding streets. The sun is beginning to set, casting a warm orange glow over the buildings and streets. I feel a sense of relaxation wash over me as I walk, enjoying the peacefulness of the evening.
As I stroll along, I notice the various shops and restaurants that line the streets. I see a small bakery with a sign that reads "Fresh Bread Daily" and a ramen shop with a long line of people waiting outside. I also notice a few street performers, including a musician playing a lively tune on his guitar and a juggler expertly juggling clubs.
I continue walking, lost in thought as I make my way home. I'm thinking about my conversation with Yamaguchi and Mio, and I'm not sure what to make of it. I'm also thinking about my upcoming study session with Mio, and I'm feeling a bit nervous about it.
As I turn a corner, I see my home in the distance. It's a small, cozy apartment building with a few floors and a small garden out front. I feel a sense of relief wash over me as I approach my home, happy to be back in a familiar and comfortable place.
I push open the door and step inside, feeling a sense of calm wash over me. I take a deep breath, enjoying the quiet and peacefulness of my home. I'm looking forward to a relaxing evening, and I'm grateful to be back in my own space.
I'm taken aback by the sight of my mother, Natsumi Kanazaki, standing in front of me. She's wearing a traditional Japanese montsuki dress, which is a beautiful and elegant outfit. Her long black hair is tied up with ribbons, and her eyes are fixed on me with a warm and loving expression.
I feel a sense of surprise and happiness at seeing my mother, and I'm grateful that she's waiting for me at home. I quickly walk towards her, feeling a sense of excitement and affection.
"Mother, I'm home," I say, trying to sound calm and composed.
Natsumi smiles at me, her eyes shining with warmth and love. "Welcome home, son," she says, opening her arms to hug me.
I feel a sense of comfort and security as I hug my mother, and I'm grateful for the love and support that she always provides me. I take a deep breath, feeling happy and content to be back home with my mother.
As we hug, I notice that my mother looks a bit concerned, and I wonder what's on her mind. "Is everything okay, Mother?" I ask, looking up at her with concern.
Natsumi nods, her expression serious. "Yes, everything is fine," she says. "I just wanted to talk to you about something. Can we go inside and sit down?"
I nod, feeling a sense of curiosity and concern. I follow my mother into the house, wondering what she wants to talk to me about.
I walk up the stairs to the second floor, feeling a sense of familiarity and comfort as I make my way to my room. Our house is a cozy two-story building with four rooms, and I've lived here for as long as I can remember. I've always loved the feeling of being in my own space, surrounded by the familiar sights and sounds of home.
As I reach the top of the stairs, I see my room in front of me. It's a small but comfortable space, with a large window that lets in plenty of natural light. I've decorated it with all sorts of things that I've collected over the years, from books and posters to trinkets and mementos.
I push open the door and step inside, feeling a sense of relief and relaxation wash over me. I take a deep breath, enjoying the quiet and peacefulness of my room.
As I look around, I notice that my room is adjacent to a secret room that I've always been curious about. I've never been able to figure out what's in there, but I've always been tempted to explore it.
I walk over to the secret room and try the door. To my surprise, it opens easily, revealing a small but cozy space that's been hidden from view. I step inside, feeling a sense of excitement and curiosity.
The secret room is small, but it's been decorated with all sorts of interesting things. There are books and papers scattered all over the place, and I see a small desk in the corner with a chair pulled up to it. I also notice a small shelf with a few trinkets and mementos on it.
I walk over to the shelf and examine the trinkets more closely. There's a small music box, a pair of binoculars, and a small notebook with some scribbled notes in it. I pick up the notebook and flip through the pages, trying to make sense of the scribbled handwriting.
As I look through the notebook, I start to feel a sense of unease. The handwriting looks familiar, but I'm not sure why. I look up, trying to remember where I've seen it before.
And then it hits me. The handwriting looks like my mother's. I feel a sense of surprise and curiosity, wondering what my mother is doing with a secret room in our house. I look around the room more closely, trying to find any other clues.
And after checking the secret room i leave the room and gone to my room and I sit down on my bed, feeling a sense of comfort and relaxation wash over me as I pick up a book from the drawer beside my bed. I've been looking forward to reading this book for a while now, and I'm excited to finally have some time to myself to dive into it.
As I open the book, I'm immediately drawn into the story. The words on the page come alive, and I find myself transported to a different world. I read for a while, losing track of time as I become fully immersed in the story.
As I read, I start to feel a sense of calm and tranquility wash over me. The stresses and worries of the day seem to melt away, and I'm left feeling relaxed and at peace.
I read for a while longer, enjoying the story and the escape from reality that it provides. As I turn the pages, I start to feel my eyelids getting heavy, and I realize that I'm getting tired.
I close the book and set it aside, feeling a sense of satisfaction and contentment. I've enjoyed my time reading, and I'm grateful for the opportunity to relax and unwind.
As I lie back on my bed, I start to feel a sense of drowsiness wash over me. I'm not sure how long I've been reading, but I know that I'm tired. I close my eyes, feeling my body relax and my mind calm down.
As I drift off to sleep, I'm aware of the sounds of the house around me. I can hear the creaks and groans of the old wooden floorboards, and the distant hum of the refrigerator in the kitchen. But as I fall deeper into sleep, the sounds fade away, and I'm left with a sense of peace and tranquility.
I wake up to the sound of my phone ringing, and I groggily reach over to answer it. As I check the screen, I see that it's 3:00 AM, and I'm not sure who could be calling me at this hour. I hesitate for a moment, wondering if I should answer it, but my curiosity gets the better of me.
I answer the phone, and a voice on the other end says, "Hey, is this...?" But before they can finish, I realize that I don't recognize the voice. "Who is this?" I ask, trying to keep my tone neutral.
The voice on the other end hesitates for a moment before responding, "I'm a friend of a friend. I saw your profile on Facebook and thought I'd reach out to you."
I'm taken aback by the sudden phone call, and I'm not sure what to make of it. "Okay, who's your friend?" I ask, trying to get more information.
The voice on the other end laughs nervously and says, "Oh, it's not important. I just thought we could talk for a bit. I've been looking at your profile, and I think we might have some common interests."
I'm not sure what to make of this, but I'm also curious. "What kind of common interests?" I ask, trying to keep the conversation going.
The voice on the other end starts to ramble on about various topics, and I find myself zoning out as I listen. I'm not really interested in talking to this person, but I'm also not sure how to get rid of them.
As I continue to chat with the unknown caller, I start to feel a sense of unease. Who is this person, and why are they calling me at 3:00 AM? I try to keep the conversation light and friendly, but I'm also thinking about how I can politely end the call.
Just as I'm starting to feel like I'm stuck in this conversation forever, the caller mentions something that catches my attention. "Hey, I saw that you have a friend request from someone named Mio," they say. "Do you know her?"
My heart skips a beat as I hear the name Mio. I'm not sure what to make of this, but I'm definitely interested in finding out more. "Yeah, I know her," I say, trying to sound casual. "What about her?"
The caller starts to talk about Mio, and I find myself listening intently. I'm not sure what's going on, but I have a feeling that this conversation is about to get a lot more interesting.
Then a message from that unknown guy sent to my messenger app and the text of the message was ", want to play a game?
And i immediately I ignore the message and think to myself that it's probably just someone trying to prank me. I'm not interested in playing a game with someone I don't know, and I'm not going to engage with them. I decide to switch off my phone and go back to sleep, hoping that the morning will bring a more pleasant and normal day.
As I drift off to sleep, I try to push the strange phone call and message out of my mind. I'm not sure what to make of it, and I don't want to think about it anymore. I just want to sleep and forget about the whole thing.
I snuggle under the blankets and try to relax, feeling a sense of relief wash over me as I drift off to sleep. I'm not sure what the morning will bring, but I'm hoping that it will be a normal day with no more strange phone calls or messages.
As I sleep, I'm vaguely aware of my phone still being off, but I don't think about it anymore. I'm too tired and I just want to sleep. I let myself drift off into a deep and peaceful sleep, hoping that the morning will bring a fresh start.
I wake up to the warm sunlight streaming through the glass of my room, and I feel a sense of relaxation wash over me. The gentle light and the sound of birds singing outside my house create a peaceful atmosphere, and I feel invigorated after a good night's sleep.
As I sit up in bed and stretch my arms, I take a deep breath and feel the freshness of the morning air. The birdsong is a welcome change from the strange phone call and message I received the night before, and I'm grateful for the chance to start the day on a positive note.
I get out of bed and walk over to the window, pulling back the curtains to let in more light. I take a moment to appreciate the beauty of the morning, watching as the sun rises higher in the sky and the birds continue to sing their sweet melodies.
As I stand there, I feel a sense of calm and clarity wash over me. The strange events of the previous night seem to fade away, and I'm left with a sense of renewal and possibility. I take a deep breath, feeling refreshed and ready to face the day ahead.
I turn away from the window and look around my room, taking in the familiar sights and sounds of my daily routine. I see my phone still lying on the bedside table, and I remember the message from the unknown guy. I shrug it off, deciding to deal with it later. For now, I'm just going to enjoy the peacefulness of the morning and start my day on a positive note.
I head downstairs to the dining room, feeling refreshed and hungry after my shower. As I enter the room, I'm greeted by the delicious aroma of breakfast wafting from the table. My stomach growls in anticipation as I see the spread before me.
I take a seat at the table and gaze at the breakfast in front of me. It's a sandwich, but not just any sandwich - it's a masterpiece of culinary art. The bread is toasted to perfection, and it's piled high with an assortment of vegetables and meats. I see juicy tomatoes, crunchy lettuce, and sliced meats like ham and turkey. And to top it all off, there's a rich and tangy sauce drizzled over the top.
I take a bite, and the flavors explode in my mouth. The crunch of the vegetables, the savory taste of the meats, and the tang of the sauce all combine to create a truly delicious experience. I savor each bite, enjoying the combination of textures and flavors.
As I eat, I take a moment to appreciate the simple pleasures in life. A warm and cozy home, a delicious breakfast, and the company of loved ones. It's moments like these that make life truly special.
I continue to eat, enjoying every bite of my sandwich. The flavors are so good that I almost forget about the strange phone call and message from the previous night. Almost. But as I'm about to take another bite, I notice something that catches my attention. On the table, next to my plate, there's a small piece of paper with a note scribbled on it. It reads: "Meet me at the park at 10am. -M"
I finish my breakfast and get up from the table, feeling refreshed and ready to start my day. I head to my room to get dressed in my school uniform, which consists of a white shirt, a black tie, and a pair of black pants. I make sure everything is in order and that I look presentable before heading out the door.
As I walk outside, I take a deep breath of the fresh morning air and feel the warm sun on my face. I look around and see the familiar sights of my neighborhood, including the houses, trees, and streetlights. I start walking to the street, feeling a sense of excitement and anticipation for the day ahead.
As I walk, I notice the sounds of the city coming to life. I hear the chatter of people, the honking of cars, and the wail of sirens in the distance. I also notice the smell of freshly brewed coffee and baked goods wafting from the nearby cafes.
I continue walking, my feet carrying me along the familiar route to school. I pass by the local park, where I see children playing and laughing together. I also see the school's entrance, which is a large, imposing building with a sign that reads "the Horiko Academy
As I approach the school, I feel a sense of nostalgia wash over me. I've been attending this Academy for many years