Daiki scratched the back of his head as he looked to the girl laying on the grass. He made a face as he went over to her, tapping one of his textbooks against the top of her head lightly, crouching next to her. "Yah, you're going to get grass stains on your uniform. You know your mom hates cleaning that." He scolded her lightly. He set his books down, looking at her homework. "Yuuta-kun says you were having trouble with the math work.... still?" He asked, then tsked, shaking his head as he wrapped his arms around his legs, seeming content to stay crouching for now.

He sometimes felt like he went over the top with treating her like a little sister, but a part of him was worried if he did anything less, she realize his crush on him. It was bad enough Yuuta always asked her to come to him instead of her own brother, but to remain uninvolved in simple things like her homework was another thing all together. He had been pulled aside on his way to the club, and he managed to find the vice president and ask him to take over for a bit."Come to the club, I can help you there. Or just wait until we get home." He suggested, though he set his books down, making it seem like he was planning to stay there with her.

Daiki smiled and nodded, raising an eyebrow, "Enough for your mother to get upset about it." He told her simply. He nodded to her first question, somewhat curious why she didn't want his help.

Still, he didn't linger on the thought, instead shaking his head for a second before leaning back so he could sit down. "Nope. I'll help you out." He told her, trying to keep his cheeks from turning red. He hid them behind his hands, attempting to seem casual about it by looking like he was just resting his head in his hands. "You need to get better grades, so we can go to the same college, too, okay?" He told her with a smile. I can't lose you yet.

Daiki smiled softly, his laugh pure as he wiped off the knees of his pants. "She'll just have to get mad at both of us, then." He told her playfully. His smile faltered though as she continued talking. "Eyyy," He said lowly with a smack of his lips, a habit he picked up from Korean more than Japan, "You can get in to college, I know you can, if you study hard enough. I don't know many places in the world where you can get a good job without a degree anymore." He scolded her, though it was neither harsh nor actually in a scolding tone.

He leaned closer to see the problem better, nodding as he read through it. "This one's tricky." He agreed, sliding the book slightly so he could see it better. "Ah, I can see where you got stuck." He said, looking between her book and her notebook. He pointed to one of the numbers, "this needs to be divided, and then it's added to that letter." He set the book back down with a sigh, "honestly, math was so much easier before English became a part of it." He joked lightly.

Daiki lowered his head, placing his folding hands in front of his lips, tapping against them lightly as he went quiet. He knew schooling was a sore subject for her, and it didn't help that he and Yuuta were such good students. He sighed, wishing he could help her more than occasional tutoring.

Still, he smiled softly at Aimi's question, "Some people have a knack for memorizing, like math, and others are better at more artsy things. Maybe after high school, you can become an apprentice baker. I'm sure that still happens places, and you can learn to make all those sweets you enjoy." He told her, teasing only slightly because a lot of the people that visited the host club for her brought her sweets.

Daiki thought for a moment, not really sure. He just knew he should go to college, but for what he wasn't sure. "Business, maybe?" He said, still unsure. He nodded, more reassuredly. "Mmm, maybe business. Then, once you've become an accomplished baker, we can open a bakery." He said jokingly, though a part of him meant it. The potential to spend the rest of his life with her, to not have to leave her, it was what he truly wanted, but to break up their friendship was too daunting to him.

"Maybe you should stop observing other people so much and see that you have talents, too." Daiki told her softly. He blushed a bit, suddenly getting embarrassed, "I mean, because, you know, you do-- have skills and even if you're not school-smart there are things that you're good at!" He stumbled, speaking quickly. He took a few calming breaths, readjusting his uniform jacket despite not messing it up in the first place. "Besides, even though I could be good at business, I'm not sure how much I actually want to do it. I like seeing people be happy, but sometimes dealing with customers, especially at work..." His face grew a bit dark as he let out a low groan. "So tiring..."