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[breakdancing]

...apparently it's going to be one of those days.

Absolutely nothing exciting was happening anywhere - not in the school, not in his classroom, not even in this club, for crap's sake. And this was supposed to be the most action-packed of them all!

JK didn't even bother hiding his yawn. He tapped his open mouth twice, then reached for the food bag Miu had bought for them before she left for her afternoon class. It's surely full of the most expensive take-out food he'd ever laid his eyes on.

He wasn't wrong.

Ahhh, the benefits of rubbing elbows with the richest in the school.

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[breakdancing]

"Oh, nothing. Nothing! Nothing outrageous, you know. Just some-- stuff." It was actually very, very normal stuff. It wasn't like he could ask anyone else - Kengo would brush him off, Yuuki would make a terrible teacher and Gentarou was probably doing worse than JK was. Besides, Tomoko was his classmate and she'd be the perfect candidate in helping him out.

Ah, what the heck. What would hurt if Ryusei knew about his subject troubles anyhow? "I need some help in one of our subjects, so I was thinking of asking her on that."

A beat. "I hope that's fine with you, Ryusei-san?"

[asteroidbelt]

Could he wait an hour while they finished up with that? He could withstand it. If JK had asked for that as his price, then Ryusei would have readily agreed. Ryusei would just need something to occupy his time, then. No problem; he had his own studies, too. It wouldn't work, he didn't think, but he could try to get his work done while he waited. "Call me when you finish up. I— I don't need to tell you this, I guess, but make sure she doesn't hear."

That and.... Oh. He'd forgotten about this one aspect. JK could keep a secret, by all accounts, but Ryusei couldn't rely on JK's secrecy, could he? Couldn't he? "And don't let on that you're expecting something."

[breakdancing]

"You're worrying too much, Ryu-sei-san! Thinking too much isn't really good for you, do you know that?"

Obviously he didn't, and JK was just the type of kind, helpful person to tell him that.

JK stretched his arms up, then rubbed his belly. He was full, and he'd offered his help to someone in need - his quota for being in school had been reached, so it's time to go home. Well, not home home but somewhere far away from here.

"Well, I have to go. See you next time, ne?" Without waiting to hear the answer, JK picked up his things and headed for the door.

...without asking about the payment for his 'help'.

Just the way he intended it.