“I’m not stupid, you know.”

Ranpo has never been known as the type of person to get bothered by words—especially from those such as yourself.

Typical, that’s what he described you as. There’s not much of a difference between you and a single blade of grass to him. Yet, one comment kept him up all night because an imbecile decided to open their mouth and spew nonsense—You.

A’s may be plastered all over your report card, but to Ranpo; you were just another stupid, incompetent baby that knew nothing of importance. What did you say that kept his eyes open, never shutting once to rest?

”You wouldn’t get it.”

That’s it? You don’t even remember what you were talking about when you said that. Yet, he took it to heart.

It was seven in the morning and all you could do was stare at him as you sat there at your desk. What were you supposed to say to that? “Oh, my bad.” Huh?!