But considering Sakuragi was still in front of him, he eventually gave up the idea.
Although the whole ordeal with the modifiers was a bit of a headache, teetering on the edge of a daily mental breakdown was undeniably hard to bear.
But as the saying goes, misfortune might be a blessing in disguise. Last night, he managed to self-study more than half of the calculus book with the help of "Learning Conqueror". Perhaps in the process of dealing with the modifiers, he could gain even stronger abilities.
Just imagine, if he could take care of all those modifiers, how awesome would his life be afterwards... He didn't even dare to dream...
He really didn't rest well last night; neither coffee nor sheer willpower did any good.
Yan Huan glanced at the time, then stood up and said,
"I don't have anything else this noon, so I'll be taking my leave first, Sakuragi..."
"Eh, you don't have classes in the afternoon, and you usually stay until the school bus leaves, right, President?"
