"Mm! Of course I believe Hikari-kun!"
Natsuha happily hugged Hikari's arm, her face brimming with a smile.
It was not that she was blindly confident in Hikari. After all, Hikari's appearance and everything could be called perfect. Sunny, handsome, and likeable.
And Hikari's academic grades were also good, his conduct quite reliable, so Natsuha still very much believed that her mother would be satisfied with Hikari.
As for the matter that Hikari was also associating with several other girls, the thing about being a bit "playboy," Natsuha didn't really care.
Anyway, her mom didn't know about this.
And even if she knew, it was no big deal. After all, Hikari's playboy behavior was related to her, and it wasn't like her mom was the one he was being a playboy toward, so it was no big deal. [T/N: I wouldn't be too sure this early.]
———
Not long after Natsuha left, the teacher for the next class entered the classroom holding the lesson plan.
The originally noisy classroom instantly quieted down; those boys who were joking around with their friends tiptoed back to their seats.
This class was a math class, and the one teaching math was none other than their homeroom teacher, also known as the "Iceberg Beautiful Witch," Tsukishima Kyoko.
Her red lips pressed tightly together, her mature and charming face as stern as usual; beneath the teacher's uniform suit, her full figure was curvy. However, not a single boy dared to look up to take in this scene, not even the usually most daring and mischievous ones.
Tsukishima Kyoko placed the lesson plan on the lectern, habitually sweeping her gaze over the students below.
Where her gaze passed, the students all lowered their heads, each one trembling suddenly like rice shaken in a sieve.
However, when Tsukishima Kyoko's gaze touched upon a certain boy sitting in the back by the window, her round legs encased in black pantyhose trembled slightly, the plump flesh of her thighs rippling like waves under the lectern; a faint sour, tingling, swollen feeling spread from her lower limbs to her whole body.
When Hikari looked up and saw Tsukishima Kyoko's gaze cast toward him, he didn't think much of it. After all, yesterday Tsukishima Kyoko had said to just treat what happened yesterday as if nothing had happened.
So his eyes calmly met hers, neither nodding in greeting nor smiling.
But to his surprise, upon meeting his gaze, Tsukishima Kyoko's scanning stare, like infrared rays, quickly moved away.
That hurried manner was like that of a startled rabbit.
Without looking again, Tsukishima Kyoko soon ordered the students to open their math textbooks and began explaining formulas.
With the Iceberg Beautiful Witch homeroom teacher speaking, the students naturally did not dare to disobey. In class, not only did no one dare to sleep, they didn't even dare to daydream, those who couldn't understand still forced themselves to pretend to listen.
Otherwise, under normal circumstances, they would be called on by Tsukishima Kyoko to answer questions and then be made to stand as punishment.
But what the whole class did not expect was that today, throughout the entire class period, Tsukishima Kyoko didn't call on anyone to answer questions.
After a surprisingly calm lesson ended, Tsukishima Kyoko announced the end of class, quickly packed up the lesson plan, and left the classroom.
When the boldest student in the class poked his head out to check for quite a while, then turned back with hands raised, the classroom finally returned to its noisy state.
"Whoa! Today the Iceberg Witch actually didn't make anyone stand as punishment!"
"It's like the saying, 'a small knife cuts the butt', I've seen something new. Not only didn't the Witch call on anyone, she didn't even keep us overtime?"
"Usually she keeps the class going until the next teacher arrives before she leaves. What's up with her today?"
The students all clicked their tongues in wonder at Tsukishima Kyoko's behavior today.
Even Yoshida Saki, who sat in the front, couldn't help turning her head curiously toward Hikari, "Hikari-kun, Tsukishima-sensei seems a bit unusual today. Do you know what's going on?"
Hearing Yoshida Saki's words, some nearby classmates also looked toward Hikari with curiosity.
After all, since he often hung out shoulder-to-shoulder with teacher Shirakawa Miwa, they often saw Hikari going in and out of the office, so naturally they thought he might know more about teachers' inside affairs.
Facing their curiosity, Hikari's expression remained calm, "Maybe she's in a bad mood today."
Seeing Hikari's unwillingness to elaborate, the introverted Yoshida Saki quickly turned her head back.
Those less familiar with him also said nothing more.
But some boys and girls couldn't help continuing the discussion.
"I think the homeroom teacher's probably in a good mood."
"Yeah, the Iceberg Witch usually punishes half the class; maybe today she's just happy."
"I think Hikari-kun's right, maybe the homeroom teacher's on her period and in a bad mood."
"Huh? That Witch is probably already in menopause. How could she still have periods?"
"You dare say that to her face?"
"Uh… please don't tell on me…"
"…"
———
Walking in the corridor, Tsukishima Kyoko did not know about the class's discussion.
If it were normal, with her rich management experience, she might have guessed quickly.
But today she was somewhat absent-minded, her mood neither clearly good nor bad, her expression shifting between light and dark.
The source of all this was naturally yesterday's romantic scene in the abandoned warehouse.
Before class, she had adjusted her mood, pushed that matter to the back of her mind, and carried on.
But with her rich teaching experience, when she scanned the class before starting, seeing Hikari's face and meeting his eyes, the scenes from yesterday in the warehouse flashed through her mind like a revolving lantern.
So, with her complicated mood, Tsukishima Kyoko acted a bit unusual today.
As soon as those images surfaced in her mind, she felt the inside of her thighs start to tingle and swell again.
"Kyoko-chan~"
Hearing the familiar greeting, Tsukishima Kyoko released her quietly rubbing hand from her thigh under the pantyhose. Without turning, she said, "Miwa."
Sure enough, Shirakawa Miwa, just out of the nearby classroom, quickly came to her side.
"Kyoko, why didn't you keep the class today? Leaving the classroom right after class ends is rare for you," Shirakawa Miwa said with a smile.
"What, only you get to slack off? Every day acting like a salary thief," Tsukishima Kyoko replied, also smiling.
"Haha, looks like Kyoko-chan really is in a good mood today. Your class must be happy; they're probably celebrating now," Shirakawa Miwa teased.
Tsukishima Kyoko smiled in response, keeping her expression cheerful.
Of course, she knew her behavior was odd due to her mood today.
She didn't care about the students, but with her close friend, she needed to hide it.
Since they thought she was in a good mood, she might as well be in a good mood.
Although her thighs still felt sore and swollen, her body was actually light today, with a sense of long-held pressure released. So saying she was happy wasn't wrong.
"By the way, did Hikari-kun pay attention in class today? You let him off without writing a reflection, so he behaved well, right?", Seeing Tsukishima Kyoko in a good mood, Shirakawa Miwa took the chance to ask about Hikari.
"… ", Noticing the radiance in Shirakawa Miwa's face at the mention of Hikari, almost animated in delight, Tsukishima Kyoko's deliberately upturned lips slowly pressed downward, her whole face unconsciously darkening.
"Eh? Kyoko, why the sudden sour face? Did Hikari-kun make you mad again?"
"That kid really doesn't know better. Let me teach him a lesson for you! Don't worry, I'll make him behave today!", Shirakawa Miwa quickly rolled up her sleeves, ready to help Tsukishima Kyoko educate him.
Since Tsukishima Kyoko's face soured at the mention of Hikari, Shirakawa Miwa naturally thought he'd angered her again.
"After school I'll find Hikari-kun and I'll—"
"It's fine," Tsukishima Kyoko suddenly interrupted her.
"Eh?"
"Miwa, are you misunderstanding something? Hikari-kun didn't do anything bad today. He listened carefully in class; you don't need to worry," Tsukishima Kyoko smiled again at her.
"R…really? I thought that kid was being immature and made you mad again," Shirakawa Miwa breathed a sigh of relief.
"Don't worry. Hikari-kun is my student; I'll educate him well. You don't have to worry, Miwa," Tsukishima Kyoko's beautiful face still carried a smile.
"That's good, then I'm relieved," Shirakawa Miwa patted her ample chest.
Thinking of Hikari sitting obediently in math class today after being punished to write a reflection yesterday, Shirakawa Miwa couldn't help chuckling, her delicate face beautiful.
Sensing what her friend might be laughing at, Tsukishima Kyoko's smile almost slipped.
She turned her head and quickly walked toward the office, "I have documents to handle, I'll get to work."
Although she didn't see Tsukishima Kyoko's changing expression, watching her hurry off after saying that, Shirakawa Miwa still looked at her back in confusion.
"Is she in a good mood or not? Kyoko-chan is really strange today…"
"On her period?"
"Doesn't seem like it…"
Although Tsukishima Kyoko's walking did seem slightly unusual today, as her close friend, Shirakawa Miwa remembered her period wasn't around now.
Shirakawa Miwa felt something was off but couldn't say what.
Thinking of Tsukishima Kyoko's abnormal reaction to Hikari this morning and again just now when she mentioned him, Shirakawa Miwa murmured to herself.
"Could it be… Hikari-kun really picked up some kind of little toy of Kyoko-chan's?"
"Uh… maybe a bad mood makes more sense."
Unable to figure it out, planning to grill Hikari next time over breakfast, Shirakawa Miwa also hurried toward the office.
———
With the noon dismissal bell, the bespectacled history teacher packed up the lesson plan and slowly walked out.
The students leapt from their chairs, enthusiastically discussing where to have lunch together or where to go in the afternoon holiday.
After declining Yoshida Saki's lunch invitation and avoiding the pull of three gyaru, Hikari stood and left the classroom with Natsuha.
Because she hadn't been able to go home with him yesterday, Natsuha hurriedly pulled him to the rooftop to share the bento she'd made.
Hikari ate a few bites of the carefully prepared meal, and after feeding Natsuha until she was full, he prepared to go home.
With no afternoon classes, he planned to go back and, as Miss Mira had said before, spend the afternoon at the Tsubakihara home with her. Have lunch, watch TV on the sofa together, and help stretch her when she exercised.
As for the evening, he'd decide then.
But just as he stepped out the school gate toward Tsubakihara's, a Line message came.
[Hikari-kun, the movie's starting soon, remember what we agreed yesterday.]
Seeing the sudden message and the sender, "Amakawa Kanade", he remembered what he'd forgotten.
It was a Film Screening Club activity: members going to the cinema together.
According to vice president Amakawa Kanade, it would be just the president Nishida Hajima, the vice president herself, him, the nominal vice president. So basically all the members, plus a sudden addition, Matsuoka Reiji. The four would go see a movie.
But this small event clearly mattered to Kanade; she'd come to his class yesterday to remind him, and today messaged again in case he forgot.
Whether to go watch a movie with unfamiliar club members, or go home and eat with Miss Mira and help her with yoga, this seemed an easy choice.
[Ding! Minotaur Warning!]
[Vice president "Amakawa Kanade" of your club "Film Screening Club" has been targeted by a blond delinquent. An NTR incident is about to occur at the cinema. Please respond proactively!]
The pure love radar's warning suddenly sounded in his mind.
"As expected… an easy choice."
Hikari smiled, opened a video call, and under Miss Mira's resentful beautiful gaze, told her he couldn't come home for lunch today.
After hearing her coquettish complaint and promising to eat several of her home-cooked meals next time, she was satisfied and let him hang up.
'Making Miss Mira give me that look, damned cuckold-maker…', Hikari shook his head lightly.
Pocketing his phone, he turned around, stepping over scattered cherry blossoms at the school gate, and strode toward the cinema where he'd agreed to meet Amakawa Kanade.
After a boring morning, the afternoon finally had something to do.
"Let's hunt those bulls lost in the darkness."
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