me a skill.>>
<You’re a very clever girl.
I think she can handle writing and listen in the morning.
I hope a girl like you will be accepted and enrolled in our school.>>
<>
<
<Thank you very much.
Excuse me.>>
We shook hands and left the room.
I closed the door and let out a sigh of relief.
The response was not bad, I thought.
I have a fair amount of experience in interviewing.
High school, college, part-time job, employment, job change.
In this kind of thing, if the interviewer likes you, you win.
The conversation was going well.
I’m worried about my motive for applying for the job was a complete fabrication.
Thus, all the tests were over.
* * *
Two days later, on the day of the announcement of the results.
I’m standing in front of a big board with my mom.
A cloth covers the board, so I couldn’t see what it said.
14:59… 58 seconds, 59 seconds.
The instructor looks up from his watch and looks over at us.
There are several other pairs of parents and children gathered in front of the board.
Someone must have forgotten to turn off the alarm.
“The results are in!”
They peek at the cloth.
There was a line of numbers.
My test number was, let’s see, ……
“What?”
Suddenly, my mom hugged me.
Hey, I’m in pain, I’m in pain! I can’t see!
When I tried to loosen her arms with a tap, a drop of rain fell.
“Iroha! Irohaaaaah! You did it! ………… You did it~, that’s great~~~! You passed! They have your number! Iroha! …………… Iroha!”
“………..
Mooouu!”
I chuckled at the voice that was no longer in the form of a sentence.
I guess my mom was more serious and worried than I was.
“I told you it’s going to be okay.”
A little embarrassed, I hugged her back and patted her.
She begins to cry even harder.
“I’m so proud of you!!”
“Hey, you’re embarrassing me! You don’t have to praise me so loudly!”
Through the gap in her arm, I could see the board.
There is my number on the board.
And next to it were the words [Special Student].
I thought to myself, well, that’s just what I expected.
I’m a bit nervous only when I got sick in the middle of the course.
I was a little nervous.
How in the world did I get into a difficult junior high school?
And with minimal study.
What was the “Ultra C” that made it possible?
I will try to explain it.
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