Nijitana
Chapter 3 Chapter 68

You're That Eager to Spend College Life with Me?

第65話 そんなに私と一緒に大学生活を過ごしたいのかな?

After the university intro, we moved to a designated room for the mock lecture. Kano knew the campus so I wasn’t going to get lost.

“I knew on paper, but walking the campus — Sahoda is huge.”

“Comprehensive single-campus university — it has to be big.”

Sahoda is at this Shinjuku location only — twelve faculties across humanities and sciences, around 18,000 students. Cross-faculty interaction is a selling point.

“Moving between classes must be exhausting.”

“Oh? You’re already imagining yourself enrolled? You’re that eager to spend college life with me?”

“It’s a hypothetical.”

“Sure, sure.”

She was beaming. Sahoda is a reach for me. Shinshiroike is a decent prep school in Tokyo and even being fifth-in-year gets me a D-grade — Sahoda is that hard.

Kano getting in straight out — on regular admission, not AO or recommendations — is incredible. The class that graduated this March had massive non-passers.

We reached the lecture hall. Way bigger than a 40-person high school classroom — easily 100-plus.

“Hmm — where to sit…”

“For a serious lecture, the front. Back rows are where the slackers go.”

“Wait — really?”

I’d assumed Sahoda students would uniformly be serious. Apparently no.

“Heisei and Seiyou are the same.”

“The college students get lazy rumor is real…”

Top private Heisei, mid-tier Seiyou — same. So some non-serious students exist regardless of school tier.

”…Wait, the mock lecture is for high schoolers like us — apart from irregulars like Kano — so there shouldn’t be slackers here.”

“Oh right — it’s the open campus mock, not regular. Slipped my mind.”

(Was she pretending or had she really forgotten?) The lecture started — Political Economy, Microeconomics — very substantive. Partial derivatives and total differentials made appearances. The kind of math-allergic refugees who fled to private humanities would cry.

“Partial derivatives in microeconomics — math-allergic private-humanities refugees would die.

“Yeah, that’s a common credit-loss.”

“Kano, you’re cruising through these — wait, are you actually Political Economy?”

(I knew she was Foreign Languages, but the way she breezed through the board problems…)

“Took microeconomics this spring semester actually.”

“Ah — that’s how.”

She’d cross-registered. The intro had mentioned Sahoda allows that.

After the lecture we headed to the dining hall. Sahoda has several — we went to her pick.

“Here.”

“Huh — not crowded.”

I’d braced for an open-campus crush. Less than expected.

“This one’s hidden on the map — others get the load.”

“Oh, a hidden gem.”

“Yeah, I come here a lot. Good and cheap.”

Even current students struggled to find it — open-campus visitors more so. We got food tickets quickly.