Haibara's Teenage New Game+ Volume 8

grades. However, Hikari’s grades had fallen due to lovesickness (I guess?) a short while ago. She had put in a lot of work for our finals and climbed up the rankings by an impressive amount. Nevertheless, she was right—simply performing well once would not be enough to keep her end of the bargain. That was why she had been diligently paying attention to her lessons more than before.
“Sorry for distracting you,” I said.
“It’s okay, no harm done. I’ve always liked world history, and my scores have been good.”
Hikari’s fatal weakness was the sciences. She would have no issues if humanities were the only subjects she needed to deal with.
“World history is useful for my writing too. I can draw inspiration from it when I write fantasy in the future, which motivates me. And I genuinely find history interesting. Oh, but...don’t get the wrong idea, okay?”
Wrong idea? I cocked my head to the side questioningly.
With her eyes still fixed on me and her cheeks slightly pink, she said, “It doesn’t...not make me happy...when you pay attention to me.” The words came out in a hushed whisper, but I heard her clearly.
“I... I see...” Her destructive force was too immense, and I was precariously close to being knocked out. She’s too cunningly cute! When it comes to Hikari, it’s hard to tell when she’s doing it unintentionally or on purpose. Both are possible, but my hunch tells me she calculated this one!