After seeing Haruka off, the bustling morning passed.
Shuichi tidied up his mood, returned to the class stall, made a serving of takoyaki himself, wrapped it carefully, and walked towards the infirmary.
Upon arriving, the door was locked tight. Shuichi knocked familiarly.
Naomi was sitting at her desk, holding a handkerchief, lost in thought.
The neatly folded handkerchief had a trace of blood red on it and emitted a somewhat strange smell.
But she seemed not to care at all, even cherishing it.
The knocking sound of thud thud thud rang out. The familiar rhythm brought her back to her senses and made her heart beat faster.
It should be... Shuichi-kun, right?
She hurriedly put away the handkerchief, then got up and walked carefully to the door, took two deep breaths, and then tried to answer in a calm voice:
"Who is it? Is there something wrong?"
"Sensei, it's me."
Shuichi's voice sounded. Naomi felt an irrepressible urge to open the door, but she tried hard to suppress it.
"Is it Shuichi-san? Is there something wrong?"
"Shuichi-san..."
Outside the door, the murmur was repeated, the voice sounding somewhat lonely, which made Naomi's heart tremble.
But she still tried hard to harden her heart and said: "If there's nothing, Sensei needs to rest."
"I came to bring takoyaki to Sensei. Yesterday Sensei said you wanted to eat it. Mm, I made it myself."
Naomi's hand unconsciously pressed on the doorknob. Upon realizing it, she hurriedly let go.
"Sensei has no appetite right now. Shuichi-san, eat it yourself."
Silence fell outside the door for a moment, and then his's voice sounded again.
"Is it not okay to leave the door open after coming in? Or Sensei accepts the things, and I'll leave immediately."
"..."
Naomi took a deep breath again, suppressing the urge to open the door and hug him tightly, trying hard to harden her heart to refuse.
But it was really difficult; she couldn't say it for a long time.
"I've done as Sensei said and confirmed with the Student Council President. She is indeed interested in me. I will pursue girls of the same age as Sensei said..."
Shuichi was halfway through his sentence when he heard a click. The door opened, and it opened wide, obviously not intending to be closed.
Naomi didn't dare look at him too much, afraid she couldn't help but want to hug him and kiss him again.
She just turned and walked to the desk to sit down, lowered her head to look through her work notes, trying to appear natural and calm.
"Sit down. Thank you, Shuichi-san, for still thinking of bringing takoyaki to Sensei. I'll accept it this time. You and the Student Council President... Are you already dating?"
"Not yet. She just agreed to let me pursue her."
Shuichi sat on the stool next to her, placed the takoyaki on the table, and acted very restrained.
"Mm, then work hard. The Student Council President is so excellent. If you succeed, Sensei will be relieved."
Naomi finally smiled, looking gratified.
Things are finally back on track. This way, Shuichi-kun won't sink deeper, right?
"I will listen to Sensei and do as Sensei says. But in the process of pursuing the President, if I encounter any problems, can I still come to discuss with Sensei?"
Shuichi looked at her expectantly.
Naomi hesitated slightly upon hearing this, but after a short pause, she nodded.
Firstly, she is a teacher, and this is part of her job content.
Many young girls often come to her to confide in their relationship problems. If only Shuichi-kun is not allowed to come, wouldn't that show she cares very much instead?
Secondly, she doesn't want to become a cold stranger immediately after a night of warmth, but hopes to part on good terms.
Both sides temporarily keep a distance to cool down the overheated emotions. After each resumes normal life, they can continue to get along naturally like friends.
Perhaps this is indeed a bit idealistic, but she feels that Shuichi actually has a mature personality, so it's not completely impossible.
Just like now, after realizing her determination this time, hasn't he already taken the step she hoped for?
"Sensei... really hope for this? Have you decided?" Shuichi confirmed again.
"Mm, this is good for both of us. Sensei knows Shuichi-san is actually very mature and should be able to understand Sensei's thoughts, right?" Naomi said earnestly.
Shuichi nodded. "I understand. I just feel that this experience owes Sensei too much."
"There is no owing or not owing. Any relationship experience is a matter between two people. Shuichi-san feels owed, but Sensei actually feels guilty too. We both made mistakes, so let's consider it offset, okay?"
Naomi patiently comforted and enlightened him. This was her instinct as a teacher.
"I understand. Thank you, Sensei, for bringing me this beautiful memory. Afterwards, regarding the President, I'll also trouble Sensei."
Naomi smiled. "That's right, just like this. Sensei is very happy that Shuichi-san can let go. In this way, we can still get along like friends in the future."
"Then can Sensei remove me from the blacklist first?" Shuichi smiled helplessly and took out his new phone from his pocket.
"The phone Sensei gave me can contact anyone, but it can't contact Sensei..."
Naomi's heart trembled. This sentence made her just-calmed heart fluctuate again.
Under his helpless smile and seemingly calm conversation, who knows how many waves were hidden.
She hoped he could handle this matter maturely and calmly, so he did.
But is this what he hoped for?
Or did she forcefully make the decision for him, and to go along with her, he didn't show his reluctance no matter how much he felt it?
"Sensei? If it doesn't work, then forget it. Sensei doesn't need to be troubled. I also understand that at this time, it is more necessary to keep a distance so that both sides can calm down properly."
Hearing Shuichi's words, Naomi came back to her senses, suddenly raised her hand slowly, gently held his face, and kissed him lightly on the forehead.
"It's been hard on you. Sensei knows this is difficult, but we really can't continue.
Shuichi-kun, be brave and persist a little longer. Wait until you start a relationship with the Student Council President, it won't be this difficult, okay?"
"Mm, I'll listen to Sensei."
Shuichi didn't take the opportunity to do anything. Naomi's address and actions just now explained everything. Her reluctance and wavering were already fully revealed.
Although he wanted to hug her immediately and continue to enjoy the gentle embrace, her determination hadn't softened yet. Doing so would definitely push her away, maybe making her even more determined.
Must endure. Tomorrow, he should be able to try intimate contact again.
"That's a good boy." Naomi smiled. "Sensei will release you from the blacklist now. Go back quickly; the school festival is so lively."
"Can I wait for Sensei to finish the takoyaki before leaving? At least receive Sensei's evaluation and improve my skills when I go back."
Shuichi pointed to the small paper box on the table.
Naomi didn't refuse this small request. She casually tidied her hair, picked up a bamboo stick, and elegantly put a takoyaki ball into her mouth.
A little Thousand Island dressing stained the corner of her mouth. It looked hard not to be moved, reminding one of the scene yesterday.
"Sensei is just eating. Shuichi-kun doesn't need to stare like this, right?" Naomi said amusingly and helplessly.
"Ah, no, I just think Sensei's complexion seems exceptionally good. In that case, I'm relieved."
Shuichi wasn't talking nonsense. He really felt Naomi's complexion was much better than usual.
Not only better than during her bad mood period before, but even better than her cheerful look before that.
Although a nourished woman will indeed look radiant, is the effect this strong? Fumika didn't seem to change this much before.
Is it because of the first time?
"Is my complexion very good?" Naomi subconsciously touched her face upon hearing this. "But Sensei is indeed in good condition. Shuichi-kun doesn't need to worry. Alright, I've finished eating. It tastes very good. Is this okay now?"
"Mm, then I'll go back first. Goodbye, Sensei." Shuichi said, no longer finding excuses to delay, and got up to leave directly.
Naomi looked at the open door, falling into a daze.
He didn't act spoiled... nor did he continue to pester... It was clearly the result she wanted, but this feeling of loss...
Naomi slapped her face a few times, got up to close the door, then walked to the sink and looked in the mirror.
"It really is... the complexion is much better than usual. Is nourishment really that effective? It feels much stronger than skincare products."
She murmured and watched for a while, then sighed.
No matter how good-looking it is, it's useless. He won't come to obsessively kiss this beautiful face again.
This is her choice. No matter what, she must continue. Tomorrow, maybe she will get used to it a little.
Naomi sat back on the office chair, took out the handkerchief and placed it on the table, then looked at it, recalling the beauty of last night, and her hands began to soothe the wounds on her heart and body.
Especially the one that had just bled not long ago...
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The first day of the school festival finally ended. Everyone was exhausted amidst the excitement. Shuichi packed up and went straight back to the shopping street.
Since feeding Sumire and the President in the morning, his physical strength had been idle until now, and he had long been unable to hold back. He put down his schoolbag and couldn't wait to get up and go to the flower shop next door.
Although chronologically, it seemed he should go to comfort Fumika and Sayuki, his energy was too vigorous at this moment, which was unsuitable.
The situation has reversed now. Ichika needs him to be full of confidence, while Fumika and Sayuki need him to be calm and caring.
The flower shop was just next door. Shuichi entered in a few steps. It had been a long time since he saw Ichika tending flowers and plants on the first floor. Seeing her suddenly, he actually missed her a little.
Sensing the fiery gaze, Ichika, who was bending over to prune branches, stiffened, stopped her movements, looked up and saw Shuichi, then relaxed a little.
"Why come so early today? Is there business?"
"Mm, did Fumika-san of the beauty salon come to get flowers? I already agreed on cooperation with that side before."
Shuichi walked opposite her, squatted there, and looked into her collar.
"Mm, Ogawa-san has already been here and took some roses."
Ichika only felt her ass being gripped again, but it wasn't uncomfortable, as if a warm current was surging in her body.
"Does it look good?"
"Good looking." Shuichi's Adam's apple moved slightly.
Ichika pursed her lips and smiled. "Let's go upstairs first. Shuichi-kun feels exceptionally dangerous today, seemingly having endured for a long time."
Saying that, she put down her work, got up and went to the sink on the side to wash her hands, and then led Shuichi upstairs.
The second floor was much brighter today. Even without turning on the lights and even with the curtains drawn, it was brighter than at night.
Both were already very used to being open and honest with each other, naturally removing cumbersome clothing and sitting together on the sofa.
"Does Ichika-san want to collect any material today?"
Shuichi grabbed her boobs, buried his head in her fair neck, sniffed her scent, and kissed lightly.
"Mm..." Ichika raised her head slightly, like an elegant swan, touching his side profile with the back of her hand. "Yesterday when Tsuki-chan did that... you seemed very happy?"
"Yesterday?" Shuichi felt in a trance as if that had passed a long time ago, thinking for a moment before remembering.
"Does Ichika-san mean the thing in the alley on the way, or when on the sofa at Sumire-sensei's house?"
"The one at Sumire-chan's house. She seemed to eat very happily. Is that really interesting? I'm a little curious."
Ichika looked sideways at him with clear eyes.
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