Three days later, Natsume Naoki had her first class as a sophomore. Coincidentally, this was also Asai Mao's first class as a college student.

It has become Mao Asai's daily routine to get up at five o'clock every day to clean up the housework, choose an outfit for Naoki Natsume based on the actual temperature that morning, and then start busy making breakfast.

This kind of daily life reminded Natsume Naoki of his mother. He was used to getting up early and reading in the morning. Occasionally he would observe Mao Asai when he was sleepy. He found that some of the other person's behaviors were really similar to his mother——

For example, cups will be turned upside down on the coffee table after being washed, and used towels will always be folded in the middle and then placed on the towel rack.

As he watched it for more days, Natsume Naoki had the illusion that either Asai Mao was not a replica of his mother, or she was trained by her mother.

But then I thought about it and it was impossible. Although his parents in Hokkaido ran a decent-sized clothing factory, it was not a maid training base.

"I've been wanting to ask you a question these days," Naoki Natsume asked while chewing an omelette, "You seem to be very familiar with Waseda University?"

Asai Mao drank the miso soup elegantly, and said without changing her expression: "Most people will do a practical inspection before applying for university. Waseda University is also open to the public during the holidays."

"Of course most people will check it out before applying, or even if it's not possible, they can learn more about it online." Natsume Naoki asked again: "But if you just go to the campus and walk around, you will not only understand all the landmarks, but even

Do you even understand the procedures for applying for a student ID card and a reading card when school starts? I also visited the campus in advance when I was a freshman, but when the school started there were so many people that it became chaotic, and even the volunteers became dizzy."

"Going to school is just the finishing work, just like a confession is not the beginning, but the ending of an ambiguous relationship." Asai Mao was very indifferent.

"The location of the teaching building and the layout of the campus can be found on the map. There is scattered information about the opening process in the admissions brochure and campus forums. Just collect it carefully. Understand these prerequisites clearly, and then go shopping.

Walking around the campus, you can't help but become familiar with it."

Asai Mao said matter-of-factly: "I just made a summary. Anyone can do it as long as they are willing."

Natsume Naoki looked at her disapproving expression, thoughtfully.

She said it so lightly, as if she was picking tea in the tea field, picking up the little bits and pieces of information that had just sprouted and throwing them into the basket, and she became a new student who knew better than the volunteers.

But Natsume Naoki, who is good at repeating something he is not good at a thousand times to make him become good at it, understands that this guy is really the same as him.

He looks like a genius, but he just does the tedious things one by one with his heart.

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The first class was a large class open to the whole college. The amphitheatre, which could accommodate hundreds of people, was packed with people. Very few people would skip class on the first day.

Fortunately, Naoki Natsume and Mao Asai arrived early and grabbed the perfect seats in rows 5 and 6.

The lecture theaters in universities are roughly divided into three areas:

Even the top students will not take the first three rows as their first choice. They are usually reserved for poor students who arrive late. Professors occasionally come down to patrol and press their hands on the tables in the first row, leaving astringent dust.

Then there is the middle part. This area has the best view and is a must-have for early risers.

Then there is the place at the back of the classroom that the early-rising students like.

It is the farthest away from the teacher and has the broadest view, but it is not necessarily the best. However, it is the perfect position to whisper a few blushing words to your girlfriend during class and put your hands on your thighs to enjoy it.

Natsume Naoki, who showed off his handsomeness after cutting his hair, and Asai Mao, whose temperament could not be concealed even in casual clothes, were the most eye-catching men and women in the classroom. Everyone felt that such talented and beautiful people should be a pair.

But the two of them were sitting in an exclusive seat for top students, and they didn't say a word to each other throughout the class, which made people wonder if it was a coincidence that they walked into the classroom together.

"Your face doesn't look good." After school at noon, the two of them were walking down the corridor side by side. Asai Mao looked at Natsume Naoki's pale face and said.

This indifferent tone and statement style make it difficult for people to hear concern, as if they are just stating facts.

But Natsume Naoki knew that he could make Asai Mao take the initiative to talk to him, which had already shown that the maid treated him differently from other people even outside the scope of work.

"The pace is a bit fast." Natsume Naoki took a deep breath and let out the turbid air that had been held in his chest for a whole class. He rubbed his bulging temples and said, "The difference in talent is like this, even if the professor is already teaching the first class

It’s slower, but I’m still a little overwhelmed after attending three classes in one morning.”

Asai Mao glanced at him and said, "If you can't hold on, you can take a break."

"get out of class is over, there is no need to rest."

"I mean in class in the future," Asai Mao said softly: "Anyway, I listened to the same thing as you in the last class, and I have taken notes. If it doesn't work, I can teach you after I go home."

Natsume Naoki was stunned when he heard this, looked at her cold side face, and smiled.

Even he couldn't tell how much of this sentence was concern and how much of it was polite.

"Wouldn't that give you more work?"

"It doesn't matter, taking care of Natsume-kun is already my biggest trouble anyway."

"That's it... I, the troubled person, see that you are willing to teach me how to learn, so I will save you some trouble!"

Natsume Naoki looked at his mobile phone, then raised his head to face the sun and squinted his eyes and said: "It's almost twelve o'clock. It's too late to go home and cook. I have a class at two-thirty in the afternoon... We won't go home on Thursdays from now on."

Eat, eat some in the school cafeteria, then you go home, I will go to the library to rest and prepare for the afternoon class."

He thought of something and suddenly showed a mysterious smile: "Which school restaurant is the best? You don't know this kind of thing better than me, do you?"

Asai Mao thought for a moment and nodded in agreement.

This is true. The most she can do is find out the per capita standards of various restaurants in the school. A more detailed list is the price list. As for which restaurant is the best...

There are a thousand Hamlets in the hearts of a thousand people. Others may think it is too salty, but you may be just right.

You can only know if it tastes good or not by yourself.

The same is true for love.

Waseda University covers a large area and naturally has many cafeterias and even a snack street.

Natsume Naoki, who suddenly developed a host mentality, took Asai Mao to the cafeteria where he often went.

The cafeteria is located near the Okuma Memorial Lecture Hall, and the prices are pretty good. His favorite beef curry only costs 591 yen for the main course, and the set meal with all the side dishes only costs just over 1,000 yen, which is equivalent to more than 50 RMB.

After leading Asai Mao to finish ordering the meal, Natsume Naoki looked around the canteen with the plate in hand, and suddenly discovered a very serious problem.

It's the first day of class today. I came a little late and the cafeteria seemed... full.

The empty seat he was looking for before ordering was already occupied, and a young couple happened to walk over and sit down.

That was the last empty seat facing each other, and now there are only scattered single seats in the corner in the entire canteen.

"Hey, Naoki!"

Just when Natsume Naoki was wondering if this coincidence might be due to his own bad luck, a loud voice caught his attention.

Beiyuan was waving his hand to call him.
Chapter completed!