He noticed that Tsukishima Kyoko didn't seem to remember much about the hypnosis app. This was likely a protective mechanism of the app. Given that it involved supernatural elements, it was naturally better to keep ordinary people like Tsukishima Kyoko from being exposed to such things.
After all, with Tsukishima Kyoko's serious and strict personality, if she found out it was related to him, just the interrogation alone would be enough to give him a headache.
So, when he saw Tsukishima Kyoko regain her senses, Hikari instinctively lied to cover it up.
In any case, he had already planned to deal with Morishita later.
And according to the rules of the corpse-incineration technique, the less Tsukishima Kyoko knew, the better.
Hearing Hikari's words, Tsukishima Kyoko stared at his handsome yet slightly youthful face. Strangely, she felt no disgust in her heart, instead, there was an inexplicable sense of closeness.
After thinking for a few seconds, she nodded and said, "That seems to be the case. I called you over to tutor you because your grades have been slipping lately."
"By the way, have you been under a lot of academic pressure lately? Do you need to vent?"
At first, Hikari sighed in relief when he heard Tsukishima Kyoko's first sentence. As long as she believed his lie, it meant she was mostly unaware.
But when he heard her second sentence, he froze.
"P-pressure? No, not at all. What are you talking about, Tsukishima-sensei? Did you misunderstand something?", Hikari turned his head and saw Tsukishima Kyoko's mature, alluring eyes staring straight at him.
'What the hell?'
This nonsense about pressure was definitely something that little bastard Morishata said earlier to hypnotize and trick Tsukishima Kyoko into helping him "relieve stress," right? And then it'd naturally lead to… that?
'What does this have to do with me?'
Academic pressure? Needing Tsukishima Kyoko, his homeroom teacher, to help him vent? That already sounded incredibly suspicious.
Hikari's face darkened. He felt like cursing. It seemed Tsukishima Kyoko had forgotten a lot, including how Morishata had tricked her into coming here. He didn't want to take the blame for Morishata and be misunderstood by Tsukishima Kyoko.
What he hated most was misunderstandings.
Hikari was about to explain and reasonably shift the blame onto Morishata to make it easier to deal with him later.
But before he could speak, Tsukishima Kyoko's icy voice cut in.
"Hikari."
"What is it, Tsukishima-sensei?", Hearing her call his name directly, Hikari felt a sense of foreboding.
Tsukishima Kyoko stared intently at Hikari's face for six or seven seconds, so long that he started feeling uncomfortable, before slowly saying, "Hikari… you're actually quite good-looking."
"Huh?", Hikari was dumbfounded by this sudden compliment.
'What the hell is this situation?'
In this dark, abandoned warehouse, alone with a woman, the usually cold and strict "beautiful demoness" Tsukishima Kyoko, who rarely smiled and often scolded or hit students, suddenly praised him for being handsome?
'What is going on?'
Just as Hikari was starting to get goosebumps, suddenly, a soft, scorching, voluptuous body crashed into his arms.
Before he could push her away, two slender arms tightly wrapped around his waist.
"Hikari, I know it's you. You haven't been studying properly lately, skipping classes all the time. You must be under a lot of academic pressure."
"Come, let me help you relieve your stress. This is part of my job, it's my duty as your teacher."
Looking at Tsukishima Kyoko, who was tightly hugging him with a serious expression but spouting nonsense, Hikari was at a loss.
"Tsukishima-sensei? Tsukishima Kyoko?", He called out to her a few times.
"What is it, Hikari? Have you grown too bold to listen to me?"
"I said, I'm going to help you relieve your stress. Don't you understand?"
"Or… would you rather hear me say, 'Big bro, my little sheep down there is dying'?", Tsukishima Kyoko's face was cold as she spoke to Hikari in a monotone.
Before Hikari could even react, she continued, "Fine, I'll say it."
"Big bro, I want it. Give it to me, okay? My little sheep down there is almost dead~"
Hearing Tsukishima Kyoko's blatantly seductive words delivered in a flat, emotionless tone, Hikari's goosebumps rose even more.
He understood now, Tsukishima Kyoko's hypnosis-induced delusions were acting up again.
The electric shock had only given her a temporary reprieve.
Maybe she had truly regained clarity for a moment, recognized him as Hikari, and even remembered who he was.
But the hypnotic commands implanted in her mind hadn't been erased. They were still firmly rooted there.
'Great… It isn't resolved after all!'
Watching Tsukishima Kyoko cling tightly to him, pressing her chest against his, staring up at him like a lovestruck girlfriend with fiery "affection" in her eyes, Hikari was completely at a loss.
To be honest, Tsukishima Kyoko's current posture and actions were incredibly seductive.
Though she wasn't some young maiden with an innocent first-love vibe, her ripe, p*ach-like figure offered a different kind of allure, making her actions even more enticing.
But her face remained as cold and expressionless as ever, like an unyielding iceberg. It was downright eerie, like something out of an urban horror story.
And considering the gap in their social positions, Hikari felt even more conflicted.
"Hikari, what exactly do you want? You lack enthusiasm in studying, and now you lack enthusiasm in this too?"
"You're really lazy!"
"Let go of my hands! I'll teach you!"
"I said I'm going to help you relieve your stress. Don't you understand? Are you deaf?"
Hearing Tsukishima Kyoko's harsh words, Hikari couldn't take it anymore.
Slap! Slap!
Two loud slaps rang out.
Hikari mercilessly struck Tsukishima Kyoko's delicate cheeks, leaving ten bright red fingerprints.
"Had enough yet?"
"Tsukishima Kyoko! Tsukishima-sensei!"
"Look at the ring on your finger! Think about your position!"
"Wake the hell up, will you?"
The sudden slaps seemed to stun Tsukishima Kyoko.
A glimmer of clarity returned to her eyes.
"Hikari-kun…"
Hearing her tone finally return to normal and her address reverting to the polite form, Hikari sighed in relief.
But the next second, his eyes widened.
Because two soft, sweet lips pressed tightly against his. Sealing his mouth shut.
Two arms wrapped around his neck.
Looking at the stunningly beautiful, blushing face so close to his, ripe like a peach, Hikari was completely dumbfounded.
'Shirakawa-sensei, this isn't my fault…'
'It really isn't!'
Hikari pushed away Tsukishima Kyoko, who was coiling around him like a snake, and took a few deep breaths.
Before he could speak, Tsukishima Kyoko parted her lips and spoke first.
"Hikari, stop pretending. Skipping class all the time, always hanging around those pretty female classmates, you must be plenty experienced by now, right?"
"I told you, I'm going to help you relieve your stress so you can focus on studying. Why are you resisting so much?"
"You're always running to the office. Do you think I don't know about you and Shirakawa Miwa?"
"As long as it doesn't affect your studies, I won't interfere with you two being together after graduation, understand?"
"But right now, your stress is already affecting your studies, making you space out in class and skip. That's absolutely unacceptable."
"So, I have to help you relieve your stress so you can attend class properly and focus. Don't you understand how much I care?"
"Why can't you just lie down and let me handle it? Do you really have to make such a fuss?", Tsukishima Kyoko grew angrier as she spoke, her face flushing red, her body trembling uncontrollably.
Biting her lip, she glared at Hikari, seemingly genuinely furious.
Sweat poured from her body again, soaking the uniform dress and stockings that Hikari had previously dried with his frost ability.
Some of it even dripped to the floor, forming a small puddle beneath Tsukishima Kyoko.
Looking at her expression of utter disappointment, Hikari was speechless.
For God's sake, of course he knew she meant well.
But how could he just accept this?
If this icy demoness remembered everything afterward, would he survive?
If Shirakawa Miwa, her best friend, found out, would he survive?
'And look at that diamond ring on your finger! Get a grip already!'
"Kyoko-sensei, I know you mean well, but I really can't accept this."
"I'm not as stressed as you think. I don't need your help to relieve anything."
"Bullshit!", Tsukishima Kyoko bit her lip hard, trembling with anger, her face flushed, her eyes glaring at Hikari as if she wanted to devour him.
"I'm serious," Hikari said sincerely.
"You're lying! It's fake!", Tsukishima Kyoko shot back.
"Enough nonsense. Lie down and let me help you relieve your stress. I don't want to hear another word," Tsukishima Kyoko's voice was cold and commanding.
Watching Tsukishima Kyoko bite her lip, her body trembling, tears seemingly about to fall, a puddle forming at her feet,.Hikari suddenly felt like he'd seen this before.
It reminded him… of Yukino, back when they first met, when her snow-woman talents hadn't yet been fully unleashed.
Suddenly, Hikari caught a strange, naturally alluring scent in the air.
Tracing it, it seemed to be coming from Tsukishima Kyoko.
Staring at her trembling form, the puddle at her feet growing larger, Hikari began to understand.
"Wait… Kyoko-chan… have you actually been holding back this whole time?", Hikari suddenly asked.
Hearing this, Tsukishima Kyoko shuddered violently and coldly snapped, "Hikari, what nonsense are you spouting? Just lie down and let me help you relieve your stress. Stop talking rubbish!"
Watching her panic, as if afraid of being exposed, while the puddle beneath her nearly doubled in size, Hikari understood.
Noticing his gaze, Tsukishima Kyoko flushed with embarrassment and rushed forward, clinging tightly to Hikari, using physical contact to hide her predicament.
"Hurry up… I need you to hurry up!"
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