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Kaito stood up, trembling. “She’s my… tutor.”

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. Mana Izumi Gal Tutor

“I did it,” he whispered.

“Prove it,” the father said quietly. “Give him a problem. Right now.” Kaito stood up, trembling

“Who is this?” the father demanded, looking at Mana’s glittery phone case and bleached hair as if she were a natural disaster. Kaito stood up

Kaito stared. “You’re personifying mathematics.”

“I don’t understand,” Kaito said, staring at the differential equation like it had personally insulted his ancestors. They were in his family’s sterile, minimalist penthouse. “The limit approaches infinity, but the function… it just breaks.”