The Door of My Bathroom Leads to the Comic World!

Sui stared at the five report cards spread out before him, at a loss for words. He knew the quintuplets weren't the brightest, but this... this was worse than he expected. The lowest score, Yotsuba, had only managed to scrape together 8 points, and the highest, Miku, barely reached 32.

He glanced at Miku for a moment, slightly impressed—if only by comparison.

"So, now you've witnessed the true nature of these girls," Utaha remarked, arms folded, long legs crossed, her tone nonchalant.

It was clear she had been grappling with the issue of how to keep these five from flunking a grade for quite some time. More importantly, the sisters were far from cooperative.

"Haha, sorry about that," Yotsuba laughed awkwardly, running her fingers through her hair. "But it's not just me—all five of us are a bit slow, you know?"

Sui gave her a blank stare. Was she really implying: 'You can't just blame me; there are four others as dumb as I am'?

"What do you mean by 'a bit slow'? We're not stupid! We're just... not good at studying, that's all!" Itsuki slammed the table, ripping off her glasses as she expressed her dissatisfaction.

"We're idiots, might as well own it," Ichika shrugged, touching her head with an embarrassed grin.

"Ichika!" Itsuki puffed up her cheeks in frustration, her face adorably round like a steamed bun.

Clearly, she wasn't ready to accept the label of "idiot," especially in front of a sensei who always acted like she was superior.

"It's always hard for people to see themselves clearly," Utaha mused with a philosophical air.

"Are you calling us all idiots?!" Itsuki shot to her feet, hands on the table, leaning forward to confront Utaha. Her posture emphasized her well-endowed figure as she glared defiantly.

"You said it, not me," Utaha replied calmly, lifting one leg and replacing it with the other as she glanced at Itsuki with her burgundy eyes.

Itsuki's cheeks puffed out even more in anger, resembling an agitated kitten with its fur standing on end. Sui had to suppress a chuckle at the sight.

Utaha, a talented girl from a modest background, was cold and aloof, while Itsuki, the rich girl who struggled academically, was stubborn and headstrong. Their personalities were polar opposites, and neither was the type to back down easily. It was no wonder they clashed so much.

Sui now understood why his senpai had brought him along—she wanted him to play the role of mediator. Despite her sharp tongue and aloofness, she clearly cared enough to try teaching them.

The problem was, while Utaha was brilliant, her biting sarcasm and dark personality meant she wasn't exactly cut out to be a patient teacher.

Sui could already foresee that her tutoring job wasn't going to be smooth sailing.

"But you sisters really do share the same academic... prowess," Sui teased lightly, glancing at their abysmal scores.

The quintuplets may have had different personalities and hairstyles, but their equally poor test results confirmed they were indeed family.

"Of course! We five sisters are identical in everything!" Yotsuba chimed in energetically, throwing her arms up. "We look the same, are the same height, and even weigh the same!"

"Is that really true?" Sui raised an eyebrow, skeptical. Even their weight was identical?

"Absolutely!" Yotsuba jumped off the sofa with a bounce and, before Sui could react, launched herself straight into his arms. Her athleticism was impressive.

"How about now? Do I feel exactly 50 kilograms?" Yotsuba wrapped her arms around Sui's neck, asking with a playful grin.

Sui blinked, speechless. He had only made an offhand comment, but this girl had taken it literally and jumped into his arms without hesitation.

To describe her kindly, Yotsuba was lively and innocent. To put it bluntly, she was silly—very silly, though endearing in her own way.

It wasn't hard to see why she had scored the lowest on the test. Her carefree nature perfectly reflected her academic performance among the sisters. However, it seemed she compensated with exceptional athleticism.

Indeed, it felt like the quintuplets' strengths and weaknesses had been divided evenly, and Yotsuba's talents lay more in physical activity than mental.

"Yeah, I'd say you're about 50 kilograms," Sui said, standing up while holding her, pretending to weigh her for a moment.

"See, I told you!" Yotsuba beamed proudly.

Sui's gaze shifted to Itsuki. Of the five, she seemed to have a slightly fuller figure, especially with the five-pointed star hairpin in her hair. He couldn't help but wonder—did she really weigh the same as the others?

"Why are you staring at me like that?" Itsuki frowned, crossing her arms defensively. "Are you implying I'm fat?"

"You said that, not me," Sui said with a casual shrug, setting Yotsuba down.

"Hmph!" Itsuki's cheeks puffed up in annoyance, her face reddening adorably.

"I'm really 50 kilograms! That's a perfectly healthy weight. I'm not fat!" she insisted, clearly flustered.

"I don't believe it," Sui teased, glancing pointedly at her curvy thighs.

"Itsuki is really 50 kilograms!" Yotsuba chimed in to defend her sister.

"Yeah! What do I have to do to make you believe me?" Itsuki asked, clenching her fists in frustration.

"Well..." Sui smiled playfully as he sat back down. "I'd believe you if I could hold you too."

"H-hold me?" Itsuki stammered, her face instantly turning crimson. She grit her teeth, muttering under her breath, "How shameless, asking a girl for something like that..."

Suddenly, Sui felt a sharp pain on his foot. He looked down to see a slender foot in black stockings pressing firmly on his foot. Utaha sipped her tea nonchalantly, not even glancing his way.

Sui sighed internally. Was she... jealous? It was just a joke!

"In that case, fine! Hold me!" Itsuki suddenly blurted out, her face still red but determined.

"Huh?" Sui blinked in surprise. "I was just teasing. Are you really taking this so seriously?"

"Seriously?!" Itsuki puffed up her cheeks again, glaring at him. "You called me fat, and I'm 'not'! I'll prove it!"