My Youth Romantic Comedy Is Wrong As Expected

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"Is it not possible?"

To be honest, I don't really want to. Frankly, I just want such a cute little sister. But lately I've been inviting people I know over, and I feel a little awkward refusing them.

"Okay. Although I'm not cut out to be a lecturer, I'll give it a try."

"Thank you! Komachi will go and call someone."

Komachi immediately took out her phone, called up something like a messaging app, and started sending messages.

...Truly a next-generation outcast. Small yet high-performance. Enjoys solitude but can still maintain a sense of camaraderie. This big older brother is utterly useless. A younger sister, far superior to her brother, exists here.

"Brother, about ten people are coming!"

"That's a lot! Let's not teach in the room, let's move to the living room..."

"Oh, right... I need to tell you this first. Komachi's classmates, well, they're all party girls."

"What did you say?"

My spiritual pressure disappeared.

"And it's going for the hip-hop vibe."

My spiritual pressure has stopped.

"Party freaks who follow the high-energy route are the embodiment of human evil. My dad and I will never approve of them hanging out with people like that."

"Brother, you can't choose your classmates."

"Then why did you invite them over in the first place?"

"Even though everyone here is a party animal, they're actually not bad people... it's just that it might make my brother feel a little uncomfortable..."

I'm starting to find it troublesome.

Even though I feel a little awkward with Komachi, I'll just say hello and leave, right?

But doing so would make her lose face.

turn down.

"...Okay. Come on over. Call those partygoers over."

Thank you. I'm truly grateful.

Komachi clasped her hands in thanks and lowered her head in shame.

Therefore, it was decided to hold an emergency book club meeting in the afternoon.

"Let me introduce you, Komachi! This is Komachi's classmate! Everyone, this is Komachi's older brother."

What a casual explanation! It doesn't even qualify as an introduction...

"Ah, my name is (each student's name)... I'll be troubling you today..."

And so, everyone used a fixed sentence structure to introduce themselves.

These people are so casual. It doesn't really matter, I won't remember their names anyway. I don't even know if I'll remember their faces by tonight.

In short, the lineup consists of six men and five women. Adding Komachi, I have a total of twelve students. Hey, hey, hey, just like a famous cram school teacher.

...No, I could never become a famous teacher. All these middle school students were thinking things like, "Huh? This person seems really difficult to get along with?" "His eyes look like a criminal's eyes?" "Come to think of it, he doesn't seem like he's related to Komachi by blood?" Such rude things (absolutely).

My bad first impression on people isn't something that happened overnight, but as expected of a junior high school student, my emotions are really well expressed.

"I have a question! My brother is a student at Soubu High School now, right?!"

The bespectacled girl, who looked like the class monitor, raised her hand confidently to ask a question.

"Yes, I'm a second-year student at Soubu High School. To introduce myself, my grades (only in Japanese literature) are third in the entire grade."

"Whoa!" gasps of surprise mingled together. The skeptical looks I'd just given you a moment ago instantly lit up. "Is this a mushroom field?"

As expected of a test-taker. They unconditionally admire those with good grades.

That said, are these people party animals? Are they just partygoers?

Their faces showed intense unease, their backs were hunched, and their shoulders drooped. Many others had unkempt hair, sticking up from sleeping. Split ends were also very noticeable, making them look utterly disheveled. It was dark. Too dark.

Using the analogy of Class 3-4 from the popular anime (Note 25), it's like Fujiki and Noguchi. The party animals are clearly like Ohno or Kinosaki. So what's going on?

Komachi said:

"...Everyone who used to be so energetic has been crushed by the pressure of exams, and now they've become like this."

That's serious! Aren't true high achievers supposed to be able to withstand even the pressure of exams?

However, this makes it easier for me to teach.

"Hi! Hello, brother! I need your help today! Studying is so boring, can we talk about love first?!"

"Huh?! Is my brother an outsider at school?! Even if he gets good grades, being an outsider just means he's done for! Don't you know that people who aren't outstanding have no rights?"

If they talk to me like that, my murderous intent will explode.

"...Ah, hello...today...it's here..."

"…Sorry…I don't know the answer to this question…"

This would leave a very good impression on me. Or rather, I like it. My standards are probably the opposite of most people's.

If it were them now, I should be able to barely maintain a normal mindset.

"Everyone, this is the ceremony for passing on the exam-taking secrets of the great active-duty Soubu High School students! Listen carefully!"

When Komachi gave the order, the group of middle school students answered in a weak voice, "...Oh—" and raised their hands about ten centimeters high.

Uh, since you guys are party animals, lift me up 30 centimeters.

I brought everyone to the living room and immediately started a book club meeting.

Given the situation, it was obvious that I would be the one to teach everyone. With so many people, it was impossible to teach anything too difficult all at once. I briefly talked about some things to pay attention to during the exam, and things that made me feel "thankfully I did those things" after passing the exam.

As I recalled the situation and shared my experience, thirty minutes passed without me even realizing it.

"Highly recommended..."

"I should rewrite a long-term reading plan..."

"I see, so you can choose to skip subjects you're not good at..."

Soubu High School is a high school with a respectable ranking, but it cannot be considered a top-tier school that truly represents Japan. Therefore, there's no need to aim for perfection; as long as you study efficiently, passing the exams shouldn't be difficult.

"Then everyone should quickly heed your elder brother's teachings and go off to study."

The girl with glasses inspired everyone.

Although it's not very important, could you please not call me "brother"? It feels like you're looking down on me.

Twelve junior high school students began to study seriously.

Crackling sounds.

The sound of a mechanical pen writing in a notebook, if several people are speaking at once, is quite impressive. This is exactly the kind of sound you hear during a major exam.

I felt the same way back then.

Occasionally, someone would encounter a bottleneck, and someone knowledgeable would provide guidance. Their learning attitude was quite positive. Although I was only a temporary lecturer, I couldn't answer the math and physics problems that were already ingrained in my mind, so I'm very grateful to them.

These people are quite skilled.

Why were you so nervous even though you were reading so seriously?

The reason was soon revealed.

"call."

I could tell immediately that one of the people who were focused on studying had started to slack off.

So this is what a teacher's perspective is like. Quite novel.

The boy looked up from his notebook, wearily twisting his neck. I thought he would continue reading, but instead he pulled his phone from under the table and started scrolling rapidly.

...I hesitated for a moment about whether I should stop him, but it wasn't good to be so strict during self-study, so I didn't say much, thinking that he would recover on his own later.

He just kept scrolling through his phone.

Huh? What's he doing? Attacking the King? Hey, hey, hey, you're an examinee! You should defeat your own King first, right? What the hell is this guy doing?

And just when I was filled with fear, another one appeared.

"call."

The second lazy one appeared.

The person also threw away the mechanical pencil and started stretching. Then, they secretly took out their phone from under the table and started skimming at high speed.

The students thought they hadn't been discovered, but the person standing on the platform could see everything clearly. Hmm—if I were the teacher, and this was a classroom, I would absolutely have to give them a warning. Letting them off the hook would be dereliction of duty. But I have no reason to go that far.

Therefore, despite a bad feeling, I remained silent.

Soon after, their laziness slowly spread to the surrounding area.

"Hmm—" "Mmm." "Hoo hoo."

Gradually infecting others. Symptoms of distraction spread through the air. Epidemic.

The entire living room was filled with a "whoosh" mode, and only two people were still studying hard.

Two of them weren't studying at all. About eight people weren't exactly slacking off, but their progress stalled due to a lack of concentration. Overall learning efficiency plummeted.

Wow, that's amazing. It's incredible that they were able to see laziness spreading so clearly in the class.

"Brother, come here for a second."

Komachi called me to the hallway. We wouldn't be heard talking here.

"Only thirty minutes have passed, and everyone's already getting lazy."

"Have you noticed, brother? Yes. It's always been like this. Even when we're studying in the classroom, everyone starts off very serious, and then they gradually become more and more lax."

"They couldn't concentrate on their studies as expected, which made them anxious and created a tense atmosphere in the classroom."

"Yeah. I thought that studying with current high school students in Komachiya would help maintain the tension... but it's still the same."

"Ugh!" Komachi groaned, clutching her head.

"I noticed it from the side too; when someone is slacking off in the same space, it affects others."

"Even if I want to slack off, it's not a problem if I take a break and then continue studying."

"Everyone is different. But if you can't even last thirty minutes, that's too fast."

"Yeah. What should we do? Just say it like usual."

Damn it, those lazy bums dared to make my sister sad.

"If you don't mind using my method, I can also guide them on this part... but..."

Komachi's reaction was as excited as a crocodile seeing its prey.

"Really?! Then I'll have to trouble you, big brother!"

"Don't call me 'Big Brother.' But my methods might be a bit strict."

"It's alright! Make the most of the problem-solving skills you honed in the Service Club, brother! Or, Komachi can lend a hand! Help Komachi out!"

What is that mysteriously cute busy thing? Are you planning to dye the world with Komachi's color? Stop, Komachi, as long as I'm the only one dyeing the world with Komachi's color, that's enough.

"...Alright. I'll give it a try. I'll show those naive guys what the hell of self-study is like."

Seeing my sly grin, Komachi momentarily looked uneasy, as if asking, "Is everything alright?"

"Could you two come over here for a moment?"

"Me? Me?!"

I patted the shoulders of the two people playing on their phones under the table. Of course, it was a demotion-like pat. Feeling scared, huh?

"Come this way."

"Where are you taking us?!" "Will we get punished?!"

"You've come to the right place."

I brought the two lazy people to my room.

"Welcome to the classroom of self-responsibility."