The morning's four classes rumbled past like a train.
Aside from the rumbling sound, they hadn't deposited a single fruit of knowledge into Ayatsuki Iroha's empty head.
As the teacher left, her previously listless face quickly blossomed into a radiant smile, like a chrysanthemum in full bloom.
Freedom at last!
Just as Ayatsuki Iroha was about to cheer, a karate chop landed on her head.
THUMP.
Listening to her friend's sound effect, Ayatsuki Iroha turned around, her expression curious. "Saeko, why do you always make a 'THUMP' sound when you hit my head?"
"Because your head is empty. Knocking on it is bound to create an echo."
Takahashi Saeko explained with a perfectly straight face, eliciting light laughter from Tama Chan and Miyahara Kaoru.
Ayatsuki Iroha's poor academic performance—much like her lack of romantic experience—was no secret to them.
Ayatsuki Iroha's cheeks puffed out with frustration, but she couldn't offer a retort.
