How do you make disobedient children obey?
This is a seemingly ordinary, but deeply meaningful question.
The best way, of course, is to reason with them first, trying to tell them to be good through logic.
But what if the other party still does something annoying at this time?
One should slightly physically discipline them, and if necessary, even use tools to vent one's anger.
But what if even discipline doesn't faze the other party, and they continue to try to court disaster?
Of course, one should choose to inflict physical punishment, but not "do" it too excessively. After punishing the other party until they cry, one should also appropriately show loving care.
Only then can one's child become obedient.
The above is excerpted from an undated record of Horikita Suzune.
Night.
Student Dormitory.
Horikita Suzune wiped the sweat from her forehead with a tissue.
Having just finished exercising, she was covered in sweat, and it seemed she needed another shower.
After Horikita Suzune's criticism and education, Amane became unusually well-behaved.
However, the price was that Horikita Suzune felt a bit exhausted.
Even though it was almost summer, Amane was still unusually active, as if it was *that* season.
Moreover, Amane's combat power was gradually increasing.
Just now, she had been overturned three or four times, and only barely managed to regain some face in the end.
Horikita, wearing a white shirt, frowned as she looked at the messy bedsheets.
Sigh, having to wash the sheets every day, Amane is really a troublesome person.
"Suzune~ I'm hungry~"
Amane's soft voice, which sent hormones soaring, rang in Horikita's ears.
"If you're hungry, go heat up the food yourself; I'm going to take a shower first."
Fearing that her heart would waver, Horikita Suzune didn't even dare to glance at Amane lying on the bed, and casually grabbed some clean clothes before heading into the bathroom.
"Seriously, I have to heat up food again, I'm so tired."
Amane, not wearing a stitch, lay on her side on the bed.
Her purple eyes were filled with a triumphant expression.
Today's battle was fruitful; with a little more effort next time, she should be able to completely turn the tables.
Thinking this, Amane couldn't help but hum an unknown tune.
Getting out of bed, Amane casually put on an apron and started heating the food.
Anyway, she was in the dormitory, and no one else would peek.
Amane's attire was exceptionally daring.
"Hehe, Suzune will like it, right?"
And so, Amane began heating the dishes.
By the time Horikita had finished showering and stepped out of the bathroom, she smelled the delicious aroma of food, and instantly, her previously unsettled emotions vanished without a trace.
Just as Horikita was still drying her hair.
A beautiful figure suddenly entered her line of sight.
"Suzune, you're done showering! Do you want to eat first, or sleep first, or eat... Amane first?~"
Amane held a glass of iced drink in her left hand.
In her right hand, she held thinly sliced potatoes, fried crispy by Amane, essentially potato chips.
Just a sprinkle of salt was enough to bring out the food's original flavor to its fullest.
Looking at Amane's appearance.
Horikita Suzune froze in place.
Amane, wearing only an apron from head to toe, made one's gaze involuntarily drift towards the chest area of the apron.
The narrow, gathered design simply couldn't conceal Amane's assets as a girl.
Large expanses of creamy white skin were exposed to the air.
As Amane moved, the apron swayed slightly.
Every now and then, one could even catch a glimpse of two... ahem.
Such an ambiguous and alluring Amane made Horikita instinctively walk towards her.
"Amane... you really do understand me."
After saying that, Horikita Suzune mercilessly extended her unfeeling iron hand and... picked up the iced drink, taking several large gulps.
Then she reached for the... potato chips on the other side, putting a few slices into her mouth and chewing.
The taste was quite good; it had that feeling of store-bought potato chips.
However, the only flaw was that for some reason, the flavor seemed a bit too strong this time.
"You put too much salt."
Horikita picked up the drink again and took several big sips.
Only then did the saltiness in her mouth slightly recede.
When did Amane's cooking become so strong-flavored?
In just a few moments, the small glass of drink was completely empty.
But for Horikita, it still wasn't quite enough.
Just as she was about to pour some tea from the kettle on the table to quench her thirst.
Amane leaned her face close.
"Suzune, do you want water? You can just tell me, you know."
After saying that, Amane actually lifted her apron.
Horikita Suzune's head buzzed for a moment.
She hadn't expected Amane could play like this.
"Amane, wait... huh?"
Just as Horikita reached out to cover herself, she saw Amane pull out a bottle of drink from where the apron strings were tied around her waist.
She casually refilled Horikita's glass to the brim.
"You, Amane, why would you tie a drink to your body?"
Horikita Suzune's face was slightly flushed; she almost thought Amane was going to... ahem.
"Because I couldn't carry it in my hands."
Amane tilted her head, looking completely matter-of-fact.
Horikita was about to retort, but on second thought, it did seem to be true.
"Let's eat together, I was so craving it just now. I love Suzune's cooking the most."
Amane smiled and placed the tray aside.
Then she served Horikita a full bowl of rice.
And then served herself a full bowl in a larger bowl.
Horikita Suzune felt a little amused and helpless seeing Amane's eager expression; every time she saw Amane eat, it was as if she hadn't eaten for ages.
Yet, it had only been a few hours since their last meal.
Amane was largely responsible for why her points were being spent so quickly.
"I'm going to eat."
Horikita had just picked up a small piece of meat and put it into her mouth when she heard a strange sound from Amane's side.
"Ah~ It's so delicious~"
Amane's strange voice made Horikita feel a little out of control.
"Just eat properly! Don't make strange noises."
Horikita Suzune glared at Amane, who was grinning mischievously.
She knew Amane was doing it on purpose.
However, Horikita Suzune was very confident in her self-control.
"Mm~"
...Horikita lowered her head and quickly shoveled down her rice.
Seeing that Horikita was already starting to waver.
Amane deliberately squeezed closer to Horikita.
Then she picked up a piece of tofu and put it into her mouth.
"Hot hot hot~"
This time, Amane was indeed scalded.
"Amane, are you okay? Seriously, you should just eat..."
Horikita Suzune watched as Amane covered her mouth, her body heaving violently.
Especially since the apron, with her movements, was no longer serving its original purpose.
It made Horikita Suzune feel a little parched.
"Amane, why are you wearing an apron to eat? In that state..."
In that state, who could still eat?
"Because if I take it off, I... won't have any clothes on, and wearing a school uniform to eat is too restrictive."
Amane's words instantly left Horikita Suzune speechless.
On second thought, what Amane said didn't seem to be wrong.
But when put together, it always felt like something wasn't quite right.
To make Amane realize the danger of doing this, Horikita thought of a very terrifying statement.
"Amane, do you know? If you were to go out dressed like that, you might have ten children."
Horikita Suzune looked at Amane with a serious expression.
"Eh? Ten children???"
Amane had a shocked expression.
She must have been scared, right? Perhaps this way, Amane would dress a bit more properly usually.
"I can give birth to ten? That sounds amazing."
???
Horikita Suzune felt a little dizzy.
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