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He slept well, and in his dream, he felt someone stroking his cheek.
The next day, Shirakawa Natsu was woken up by Yamagishi Hika.
With a mix of anxiety and anticipation, Yamagishi Hika packed her things as usual.
Finally, Shirakawa Natsu and she boarded the car to the pier, where they saw Yuzuriha Yu.
However, she simply stood at a distance, watching the flowers on the mountain shore board the boat.
Shirakawa Natsu had been quite nervous. Before Yamagishi Hika boarded the ship, she suddenly turned to look at him and extended her right hand.
Just as Shirakawa Natsu's heart was about to leap out of his throat, he flicked his forehead, like he was dealing with a naughty younger brother.
"I'm leaving." Yamagishi Hika waved to him, turned around gracefully, without any hesitation or lingering feelings.
Shirakawa Natsu rubbed her eyes. In the instant she turned around, she thought she saw her smile, but she wasn't sure if it was just her imagination.
Upon closer inspection, only her back was visible.
Watch the ship leave until it disappeared on the horizon.
"Are you reluctant to part with him?" Yuzuriha Yu came to his side and smiled, "I'm glad you're still alive."
"Thank you." Shirakawa Natsumi pouted. The matter was finally over, and he didn't want to stay with this cobra anymore.
Unfortunately, he checked the Yellow Hair app that morning, and Yuzuriha was still on his friends list; she hadn't been removed from the friend list.
"Take me home." Yuzuriha smiled and handed him the car keys.
The two got into the sports car, but instead of starting it immediately, they pushed the seats back to create some distance.
Yuzuriha Yu naturally took off her high heels, stretched out her black-stockinged feet, and gently rubbed them against him with the back of her knees.
Shirakawa Natsu was also on tenterhooks yesterday. Although the cobra was dangerous, it looked like a beautiful married woman and was very cooperative.
Although no actual sexual intercourse occurred, there were still many ways to play.
According to Yuzuriha Yu, her husband had recently died and she needed to observe a period of celibacy.
Afterwards, Yuzuriha lit a cigarette for herself, leaned between Shirakawa Natsu's legs, and found a comfortable position: "I plan to divest the Yamagishi family's shady businesses and launder the Yamagishi Group's money."
"Yamagishi's ancestors were all filthy black, how could they possibly be cleaned up?" Shirakawa Natsumi pouted, placing her hand inside her transparent pantyhose. This cobra had a really nice body, soft and comfortable to touch.
“Yes, the black market will be handled by the Inagawa-kai.” Yuzuriha Yu took a puff of her cigarette, spread her legs, and naturally cooperated with his hands to make it more comfortable for him to touch her: “Yamagishi-nee will manage the overseas businesses.”
After she finished speaking, she looked up at Shirakawa Natsumi with charming eyes: "I'll be a proper entrepreneur from now on~ Won't you feel more accomplished when you ride?"
"Tch." Shirakawa Natsumi pouted. She didn't want to continue having anything to do with Yuzuriha Yu. She was on the list of friends, meaning she didn't consider Shirakawa Natsumi her lover. As she said, he was just a younger brother who wasn't related to her by blood.
Since he is a brother with no blood relation, it is only natural for his sister to help him when he needs something.
The two fooled around for a while longer before going home separately.
Before returning to her apartment, Shirakawa Natsu called Aunt Maki to let her know that her daughter was safe and sound and that her worries had been resolved. She thanked her and then hung up, seemingly deliberately keeping her distance from him.
He hung up the phone and went straight to Kimura Momo. As agreed, he had won, and the lecherous fox would grant him one request.
written request for leave
A new chapter is coming up, I need to prepare properly, so I'm taking a day off~ Love you all
Chapter 235 Beautiful Teacher
"Let's date." Shirakawa Natsu took a deep breath, and after saying that, looked at Kimura Momo, trying to make her eyes appear sincere.
At home, Momo Kimura doesn't have the habit of wearing clothes. She leans against the sofa with her legs together, showing off her flawless figure without any hesitation.
Her attention was focused on the notebook in front of her, her fingers flying across the keyboard.
Shirakawa Natsumi put on a serious expression for a while, and seeing that she didn't respond, she was about to speak again.
"Okay." Kimura Momo suddenly spoke, her hands still typing on the keyboard, her posture unchanged, and her eyes never lifting.
Shirakawa Natsu was completely stumped. Before going to their door, she had considered more scenarios and countermeasures.
But Kimura Momo's nonchalant attitude made him feel like a girl who had just finished a relationship with him and then pulled up her pants to say something.
"Is there a problem?" Kimura Momo looked up from her notebook and looked at him.
“I’m serious,” Shirakawa Natsu emphasized again.
“Me too.” Kimura Momo nodded, then looked at him as if asking why he was repeating a self-evident topic.
Shirakawa Natsu quickly organized her thoughts and began to guide the conversation: "Didn't you feel your heart pounding the moment you agreed to date me?"
Upon hearing this, the Wood Moss Woman frowned slightly, then placed her hand on her chest. After a long while, she said expressionlessly, "No."
"Alright." Shirakawa Natsu shrugged, picked up her delicate feet, placed them on his lap, and sat down on the sofa next to her. "If you want to learn from humans, then try to imagine what couples in love should do?"
After a few seconds of silence, Kimura Momo said, "Oh dear, Natsu, you're replying to my messages too slowly. When you confessed, I felt that we could be even more loving, but now it's like I'm the one who's having a one-sided crush."
"Why are you in arguing mode right from the start!" Shirakawa Natsu placed her hand on her thigh. The stunningly beautiful woman, with a blank expression, uttered lines from an eight o'clock soap opera, making the scene quite comical: "Although couples have disagreements, can't you be a little more romantic?"
Kimura Shiono closed her notebook and looked at him with her beautiful eyes: "What do you like about me that made you confess your feelings?"
Shirakawa Natsu was taken aback. Staring at her, he couldn't tell whether she was role-playing or if the lecherous fox was asking him a question. He froze, and in that instant, every scene since he met the lecherous fox flashed through his mind: "If you ask me what I like about you, it includes all sorts of things."
"He is usually gentle and polite."
"I like weird and unusual poses."
"It seems like they are very distant from people, but they also feel very clingy."
Shirakawa Natsumi scratched the back of her head as she spoke: "Of course, I sometimes do some really unreliable things that make people feel like they should stay by your side."
"That includes everything I just mentioned, and of course, there's much more..."
Shirakawa Natsu thought to himself, "She's good-looking, has a perfect figure, and is very cooperative. It's a pity I'm not into Fu Rui, otherwise I could find all sorts of reasons to go for her."
After he finished speaking, he saw Kimura Momo looking at him with a smile.
The atmosphere was great tonight, and the two of them had a great time afterwards.
The next day, I woke up before the sun was high in the sky, rubbing my sleepy eyes, and found that the bedside was empty.
Looking at the time, it was already past 9 o'clock, and he would have to skip class again.
"Ugh, really." Shirakawa Natsu fell backward onto the bed, covering her forehead with her hand, feeling a sharp pain in her neck.
I got up and went to the bathroom. Looking at my reflection in the mirror, I saw faint teeth marks on my neck. The lecherous fox had bitten me harder than usual yesterday.
"What kind of weird quirks are these? We need to find a way to get her to change them."
Biting is not a good habit, and he was always afraid that she would suddenly bite him hard when he put her in the fox's mouth.
I quickly washed up at the vanity, took the subway to school, and bought some bread from a roadside shop for breakfast.
That's how it is when you're late. If you're only a few minutes late, you'll be in a rush, but if you're late for a long time, you won't care anymore.
Students and pedestrians strolled around, chatting and laughing, clearly indicating that even at the University of Tokyo, being late or missing classes is a common occurrence.
Shirakawa Natsu finished the bread in a few bites, drank a glass of milk, and threw the wrapper into a roadside trash can.
I stretched out my arms comfortably. After these days of gang warfare, seeing this campus again made me feel more relaxed than ever before.
As I approached the classroom door, I saw three boys standing together chatting.
"Hey, Xia, it's been a while." The boy greeted him as he walked over, nudging him with his shoulder. "Honestly, did you go to see Jingu-kun? And Kiyokami-sensei is looking for you, but of course we said we didn't know."
"I have some personal matters at home," Shirakawa Natsu said casually with a smile, without giving much explanation. Going to participate in gang fights and being on campus are two completely different worlds.
Ms. Qing Shang is a world history teacher, and she's quite a pretty female teacher.
However, Shirakawa Natsu doesn't remember having any interaction with this teacher that would make her take the initiative to find him.
The boy in front of me is a classmate. He is warm and friendly and can be friendly with anyone.
However, he couldn't remember his name.
Jingu Nao has disappeared, and although they've only been apart for a month, it feels like a long time.
"Have you heard?" The boy continued gossiping with his companion: "The teacher in the next class made a move on a student, and someone even took a picture of it. Apparently, she's quite the womanizer."
"That creepy old man?" Another boy shrugged. "He's so stupid. He should have been careful not to get caught."
The boy then turned to look at Shirakawa Natsu: "Natsu, what are you thinking?"
"Who knows?" Shirakawa Natsu shrugged. He had just experienced a gang shootout and felt out of place among these students.
However, this kind of unbridled squandering of free time is what students are really like.
"I knew you'd say that." The boy waved his hand, a lewd smile on his face. "You're so handsome, haven't you ever thought about pursuing a pretty teacher? Dating a teacher is something you can brag about for a lifetime."
“For example, Professor Qing Shang~” The boy on the other side also revealed a lewd smile: “She’s a good teacher, cheerful and gentle, easy to get along with, and especially good at dressing up! It’s just a pity that she’s too flat-chested.”
Shirakawa Natsu shrugged and pointed behind them as the two continued making lewd remarks.
The boy turned around and saw a smiling face with its hands behind its back, looking at them.
Qing Shangqiu, the world history teacher, was dressed appropriately in a well-fitting striped shirt and white knee-length skirt. Her smile was like that of the older sister next door: "These days, boys are becoming as gossipy as aunties taking care of their grandchildren in the park."
When the boy realized that Kiyosami Akira had caught them gossiping, he said frankly, "Since I've been caught, I won't pretend anymore. Kiyosami-sensei, please date me with marriage in mind."
"What a pity." Kiyosaki crossed his arms in front of his chest. "I'm not interested in a greenhorn like you."
After she finished speaking, she turned to Shirakawa Natsumi and said, "Natsumi-kun, it's been a long time."
"Teacher Kiyokami," Shirakawa Natsu greeted him. He had a good impression of Kiyokami Aki; she was enthusiastic about teaching and got along well with her students, although the two had never met before. "I heard you were looking for me. Is there something you need?"
"Because you didn't ask for help, you didn't come to class." Qing Shangqiu shrugged as he spoke. "I was afraid that these cancerous people would lead you to do strange things."
"Hey, Professor Kiyosami, this is blatant prejudice!" the boy shouted.
"If you have any complaints, then show some spirit and pass the exam!" Kiyosami Aki said, reaching out and tapping each of the two boys on the head with her textbook. She then turned to Shirakawa Natsu and winked, "Natsu-kun, if you encounter any difficulties, be brave and tell the teacher."
After she finished speaking, she waved to the group and turned to leave.
"It's so enviable." The boy pouted. "This world is so unfair. Does being handsome mean you get more attention?"
Another boy said, "Last time, when the guys from Class A got scammed by thugs at a nightclub, it was Professor Kiyosaki who helped them out."
"So I'm not special after all?" The boy crossed his arms, feigning arousal. "Ms. Kiyokami and Ms. Zaono are probably the most popular teachers in the school, both teaching our classes. I'm so lucky~"
Shirakawa Natsumi smiled. This is what university life should be like.
Back in the classroom, it was Qing Shangqiu's World Literature History class.
She displayed several portrait oil paintings on the projector and said with a smile, "Everyone can share their first impressions of these paintings."
A slightly chubby girl raised her hand. After being named, she stood up and said, "I think this is a product of medieval sexism. From the first to the fourth picture, women are all bystanders, listeners, those being directed, and those being taught, while men are in positions of authority. This is a kind of gender stereotype, which is exactly what we should resist now."
After she finished speaking, the classroom fell silent, and everyone looked embarrassed.
Shirakawa Natsu was also taken aback, looking at the oil paintings on the projector, which seemed quite normal to him.
He looked at Ms. Qing Shang, thinking about how to help her out of her awkward situation.
Kiyosaki smiled and looked at the chubby girl, saying, "Classmate, you can't assume anyone's gender based on their clothes and appearance. That's discrimination. The figures in this painting could all be men or all women."
"Pfft." After she finished speaking, the audience burst into laughter.
Qing Shangqiu then waved his hand and said, "So, do any of the other students have any insights on oil painting?"
The class wasn't awkward because of a few disruptive individuals; Shirakawa Natsu also found it quite interesting.
Time flies, and another day passes quickly.
Shirakawa Natsu was waiting for the sexy fox in the parking lot. Not long after, she saw her walk over, accompanied by a woman. The two were chatting and laughing, and it was Kiyokami Aki.
He quickly dodged to the side and peeked out. The two were just having a normal conversation between colleagues and waved goodbye at the parking lot.
Shirakawa Natsu then came out, walked up to her, and quickly kissed her on the lips before separating.
Momo Kimura took out her phone and quickly typed.
"What are you doing?" Shirakawa Natsu asked curiously. He wanted her to experience what it was like to date, but he didn't expect this reaction.
"Write it down." Kimura Momo typed and said, "This is the first kiss we've shared since we started dating. Seeing the record will help me clearly recall this moment."
Chapter 236 The Bottom Line is Low Enough
Shirakawa Natsu's heart skipped a beat; she was once again aroused by the lecherous fox.