Mana Izumi Gal Tutor -

Kaito took a breath. And for the next fifteen minutes, in front of his disapproving father, he solved it. Step by step. Not as a robot. But as a person who had finally learned to dance with numbers.

“Why do you do this?” he asked. “Tutoring. The gyaru act. The hiding.” Mana Izumi Gal Tutor

Her latest client was Kaito Sato.

“A tutor ?” The father’s lip curled. “She looks like she sells fake handbags in Shibuya.” Kaito took a breath

“You’ve got this, prez. Remember—the function is just nervous. Be smooth.” in front of his disapproving father

Something clicked. For the first time, Kaito didn’t see a wall of symbols. He saw a puzzle. A conversation. His pen moved. He found the anti-derivative. Then the limit. Then the answer.