The Iron Gate of the Psychological Science Research Society has opened.In the dust rising from the floor, Cyrone gasped and floundered his arms.Leaving Shirone behind, Ned came in with a tired look.Then he left his bag behind and jumped into the sofa.

Iruki was playing chess.I was alternately holding black and white, but my hands moved without even thinking.When the first round was over in an instant, he rearranged his words and started the next round.

�Are you here? How was your day?�

said Ned, with his feet on the back of the sofa, in a sleepy voice.

�Well, nothing particularly interesting happened.�

Shirone sighed at the sight of his friends.Iruki skipped classes and played chess every day, and Nade�s only thing he could do was sleep.

�Irookie, you missed the afternoon session again, didn�t you?�What are you going to do if you get paid?�

�It�s all right. You can improve your grades as much as you miss your attendance.�

It�s a hateful answer, but I can�t refute it because what Iruki says is true.Currently, Iruki is holding out in the class five with only science and engineering scores.On the contrary, it meant that the humanities score was zero.There was room for an average of 20 points in the overall performance, so it was okay to relax.

�But isn�t that too much?�I�ve never seen anyone who doesn�t study this hard on Class Five.�

Iruki, who skipped classes every day, was avoiding failure only with science and engineering scores, and even Nade was lazy but did not miss the middle and high grades.Looking at this, I felt like a fool to study with all my might.

�I think I shouldn�t have joined the research group.�

�What�s wrong with this?�You know there�s no softening, right?

�No, I mean it.If I stay here, I�ll get weird first.�

�What are you talking about?�What did we do?

�You say it�s a research group, but you don�t do any activities and just play.On the other hand, the results are better than mine.I think I�m getting more anxious because I�m with great kids like you.�

�Do you think that joke is funny?�You gave me a bowl of rice in the test. What should I do?�

�I know. He�s so humble that he sounds so arrogant.�

Ned joined in.It made no sense to compare Shirone�s grades, which were less than a year old, with those who had been educated since childhood.

�No, I mean it.From now on, I�m going to cut back on my research group activities.You don�t want to do a performance test anyway, right?I�d rather study at that time.�

Only then did Iruki and Ned realize that they meant it.It seemed that I couldn�t stand being anxious if I didn�t study for fear that someone was not a model student.

�Why don�t you study here?�

�Huh? Here?�

�Well, we�re a little sorry for you, too.I�d like to hang out with you, but I�m afraid it�s disturbing you.It�s not bad to do it here, is it?Maybe we�ll be stimulated, too.�

�Well,�

Shirone, lost in thought, nodded.I didn�t think that I would study well in such a bizarre research group, but it was worth trying if it stimulated my friends.Sweeping the garbage on the table to the floor, he put his bag on it and said,

�All right, then I�ll study here.Instead, don�t interrupt.�

�Hehe. Don�t worry.We�re busy in our own way.�

As soon as Ned finished speaking, he lay down on the sofa.

�What shall we do now?�It�s very boring.� JrNovels.com