I Just Hope to Spend a Leisurely Life in the Second Dimension

"Eh? Well...they can become friends if they don't fight?" An Shu refuted his logic and shook his head, "And the reason was mentioned in the classroom just now?"

"But, but no matter what... fights..." Hirata Yosuke wanted to say something anxiously, but found that the words were poor and he couldn't find the vocabulary, so he had to shut down a little sullenly.

"This...Actually, I don't like fighting either." An Shu picked up a piece of potato chips, looked at the two people in the middle of the field who were about to move, and added the second half of the sentence in his heart.

I just like watching people fight.

Of course, this is not the point, nor is it the purpose. The purpose is for the growth of both students! Well!

"Then why do you still...the reasons you just mentioned in the classroom, there are actually better solutions, aren't there?"

"But my method is the most intuitive and effective, isn't it?" An Shu raised his hand and pointed to the red-haired bad guy on the field, "Tell me, what kind of person is Sudou-san saying? Don't worry, I won’t tell others, Hirata-san just tell the truth about his impression.”

"...rude, reckless, hot-tempered, unprofessional, and unprogressive."

"What kind of character is it?"

"Bad... boy?" Hirata Yosuke scratched his head, his tone a little uncertain.

"How to bring a delinquent boy back to the right track of life?"

"……Ideological Education!"

This is very important.

"You want to educate him, but would he listen normally?"

"If I went, he might beat me up..." Hirata Yosuke smiled bitterly, he never liked himself.

And there are not many male students in my class who like me.

Because I got too close to girls, to put it narcissistically, it was because I was liked by too many girls and I was jealous of other boys...

But he himself doesn't want to do this... so what can be done?

Speaking of which, if it is to educate Sudou...

"If Teacher An Shu goes, there must be no problem, right?" he blurted out his thoughts.

It's so cute after all...

But Mr. Anshu doesn't seem to like other people's evaluation? Hirata Yosuke lowered his head again, this time because of a guilty conscience.

An Shu was stunned for a moment, and then stared at him suspiciously: "Why do I feel that there seems to be a kind of impoliteness hidden in your words?"

"Uh...no, no!" Hirata Yosuke, who looked down at him secretly, unconsciously looked away, not daring to meet his gaze.

Fortunately, An Shu didn't bother to worry about it, and continued to guide him to understand his intentions.

"Why do you think, in his normal state, he can't listen to his own speech?"

"He's staring blankly... No, it seems that he gave up on himself?"

Originally, I wanted to say that I was supercilious, but according to my usual observation and contact, the other party's normal state is not the kind of eyes above the top and supercilious. Instead, he knew that he was hopeless, so he simply gave up on himself.

An Shu nodded, confirmed his guess, and continued: "How to make him stop giving up on himself?"

"..."

It seems that the question is a bit difficult, which made Hirata speechless.

"Wake him up." An Shu patted the monitor of the class with his clean hand that wasn't stuck with potato chips, and gave the answer.

"Or to confuse him! Do you understand?"

"...I'm still a little confused, but I roughly understand Teacher An Shu's intentions. Teacher An Shu wants Gao Yuanji to beat him up and frustrate him? Then go to enlighten him, right?"

"Yes, it is like that."

Although An Shu is not sure if enlightenment will be useful...

Well, let's do an experiment, and even if enlightenment doesn't work, it's good to wake him up.

"I've told Gaoyuan Temple to show mercy beforehand, so it's fine."

"Is that so...?" Hirata seemed to be relieved, the fists that had been clenched all the time were slowly loosened, and the original nervous mood seemed to be calmed down.

"But how can Teacher An Shu be sure that Gao Yuansi will definitely win?"

"It's inevitable!" An Shu glanced at him doubting his IQ, "As the heir to Japan's top chaebol, how could he not be skilled at all? If he fought with a bad boy and lost, wouldn't he be Is it a joke?"

"Ah? Indeed..."

Hirata Yosuke remembered his self-introduction that day.

Koenji Rokusuke, the only son of the Kogenji family.

"So, he should be the most powerful person in our class?"

"That's not so."

"Eh?"

"That Ayanokouji student in the class with a paralyzed face, you can beat him."

"what?"

"Hey, don't mention it, they started!"