"No, how can you be a genius?"
Tanaka Masao was heartbroken.
Nothing made him more upset than someone who was originally an idiot inferior to him suddenly becoming a legendary genius.
He refused to believe such a thing.
Because it was too enviable and jealous. Wouldn't it be better if everyone was a bad student together?
Wouldn't it be better if I was the only one secretly improving?
He took out his textbook, randomly found a poem, and handed it to her.
"You take a look at this."
"Oh my, oh my, you don't believe me, do you?"
Seeing Tanaka Masao's expression, Kashi shrugged, feeling very smug.
"Then I'll let you witness my power."
Kashi finally regained her confidence in front of Tanaka Masao and was quite happy.
Taking Tanaka Masao's textbook, it was a seven-character quatrain. In less than ten seconds, Kashi finished reading the poem.
She casually put the book down and recited it with ease.
"It's actually true. No, it must be because this poem is too short. You try this one."
Tanaka Masao still refused to believe it and chose another, more difficult poem.
"A Song of Lament for the White-Haired Old Man"
"How unsightly. Is it that hard to admit someone else's excellence?"
Seeing her excellence seemingly strike Tanaka Masao, Kashi was quite pleased.
"Fine, I'll just let you lose convincingly."
Kashi never feared a challenge.
Because this poem was a bit long, Kashi spent a little more time reading it.
But it was just one read-through, and she put the book down.
"Peach and plum blossoms east of Luoyang City, flying here and there, falling to whose home?
Luoyang maidens, with their beautiful faces, sit and watch the falling blossoms, sighing for a long time.
…
I send this message to the youthful beauties in their prime, they should pity the half-dead, white-haired old man.
This old man, with his white hair, is truly pitiful; he was once a beautiful youth with a rosy complexion.
…
How long can those graceful eyebrows last? In a moment, white hair, like silk, will be in disarray.
Just look at the ancient places of song and dance, only the birds mourn at dusk."
The entire text, over a hundred characters, was no challenge for Kashi.
"All correct, and without any hesitation."
Tanaka Masao's heart was like dead ashes.
Oh, damn it, you really are a genius.
Not only Tanaka Masao, but even Yukinoshita Yukino was surprised.
If it was a quatrain, she could also memorize it in a short time, but for an ancient Yuefu poem like "A Song of Lament for the White-Haired Old Man," she couldn't possibly memorize it after just one read.
"How about it? Convinced now, aren't you? Wahahaha!"
Kashi's arrogance at this moment could be described as reaching its peak.
This was the first time she had felt so exhilarated since coming to the human world.
Suddenly, Tanaka Masao realized something.
"Right, how do you know so many characters?"
Just now, Kashi could be said to have no literacy barriers, but she shouldn't have learned the characters of the human world.
Could it be that the characters of the Demon Realm are the same as here?
"Oh, isn't there a thing called a dictionary? I borrowed one from someone today and memorized everything inside."
Kashi had decided to study diligently yesterday. When faced with unfamiliar characters, she asked a classmate for help.
The other person taught her how to use a dictionary, and in less than a day, Kashi had memorized the entire dictionary.
At this moment, there were no characters that could stump her.
Kashi said something quite astonishing nonchalantly, which completely convinced Tanaka Masao.
Being intellectually crushed by Kashi left Tanaka Masao feeling like a deflated balloon.
To regain his pride, Tanaka Masao could only study harder, striving to make progress.
But the gap between geniuses was difficult to bridge. When he spent countless efforts to barely remember what he needed to memorize.
At this moment, he envied Kashi's photographic memory immensely.
…
Meanwhile, Yukinoshita Yukino continued to teach Kashi.
She found that the other person was not only capable of photographic memory but also very strong in science. With a little study, she could easily master it.
Of course, Kashi was not omnipotent.
Her shortcomings became apparent when doing reading comprehension.
Kashi, who always acted on a whim, would not try to guess others' thoughts, let alone analyze the psychological activities of characters in books.
She couldn't even be said to be somewhat understanding of human nature.
This kind of thing couldn't be forced, because no matter how good Kashi's memory was, she couldn't possibly memorize all the reading comprehension answers.
Even if she could memorize them, Yukinoshita Yukino couldn't finish explaining them all.
This kind of thing would just accumulate over time.
What Yukinoshita Yukino needed to do now was to make up for Kashi's missing foundation.
Kashi was currently in third grade and hadn't learned much in total.
Coupled with her photographic memory, according to Yukinoshita Yukino's arrangements, it would only take a few days.
…
When studying alone, one might not be able to calm down.
But with three people together, in a strong learning atmosphere, it was easy to get immersed, and the enthusiasm and motivation for learning would also increase.
When tired of sitting, they would rest on the nearby sofa for a while.
This study session lasted for two hours.
…
Yukinoshita Yukino rubbed her eyes and stretched her somewhat stiff body.
Clearly, such a long period of studying was also a bit much for her.
Looking through the floor-to-ceiling window next to the living room, she noticed that it was getting late.
She stood up from the floor, straightened her clothes, and said,
"It's getting late, I should go home."
Tanaka Masao also stood up.
"I'll walk you out."
"No need."
As the two were talking, the door of Tanaka was opened again.
"I'm home."
A man's and a woman's voice sounded one after another.
Tanaka Kazumi opened the door and, seeing a pair of women's leather shoes in the entryway, said,
"Masao, do we have guests?"
The people who heard the commotion walked over from the living room.
Seeing his parents, Tanaka Masao introduced them.
"Mom, Dad, this is my classmate, Yukinoshita Yukino.
Yukinoshita, these are my parents."
Yukinoshita Yukino looked at the two, nodded slightly, bowed to them, and greeted them.
"Hello, Uncle and Auntie. I apologize for the disturbance by visiting today."
As someone who grew up in a prominent family, Yukinoshita Yukino's manners in public were always impeccable.
"Clang~"
Two sounds of heavy objects falling echoed.
Tanaka were both stunned.
"It's the Young Lady."
"It's the Young Lady."
The moment they saw Yukinoshita Yukino, they even had the thought that they had entered the wrong house.
The two exchanged glances, and after confirming it wasn't an illusion, they both bowed.
"Please take care of us."
They even subconsciously used honorifics.
The two looked at the elegant and dignified, sweet-faced Yukinoshita Yukino, who seemed to have stepped out of a fairy tale.
Their minds were in a state of confusion, and for a moment, they didn't know what to say.
[This is who Masao brought home? Why?]
The entryway fell into an eerie silence.
Feeling the atmosphere was a bit awkward, Tanaka Masao coughed.
His eyes signaled to his parents that the guest was still there, and standing there like that was a bit too impolite.