Twelve candidates?
Fushimi Roku's heart, which had just been on edge, fell back down. This guy didn't even draft his lie. If he had said there were two or three candidates, he might still harbor some doubts; but saying twelve all at once was definitely just boasting.
Minamoto Tamako kept charging ahead, attacking fiercely, pointing to the point deductions in the White Notebook, indicating Mr. Fushimi's assessment score had dropped to 60.05, just 0.5 away from failing!
She hoped Mr. Fushimi could take this seriously, cherish this opportunity, strive to perform well, and stand out among the twelve candidates!
"You didn't ask for my opinion, right?" Fushimi Roku said, squinting his eyes.
"What," Minamoto Tamako pouted, pretending not to care, while actually feeling incredibly nervous inside: "Are you unwilling?"
