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"I heard my meeting will last two hours, I should be able to get there by 10 o'clock. You guys should help each other out during this time." Especially Hui Li, she looks too easy to bully.
Nagase Tsukiyo naturally understood this. Although she felt a distance between herself and the two women, in this unfamiliar place, she still hoped they could look after each other.
"One more—"
Kitahara Hakuba lowered his legs, sat up straight, and said...
"No matter what Saito said, it's okay to be angry, but try not to be hasty. Were you in a hurry at the dinner table just now?"
Nagase Tsukiyo lightly fiddled with the hem of her skirt with her fingertips, took a deep breath, and said as if complaining:
“I didn’t mean to look down on Ms. Kitahara’s family. She just didn’t want me to stay, so that my aunt and uncle would have a bad impression of me.”
"I know."
Kitahara Hakuba smiled gently and said,
"And since you know that, don't worry. My parents aren't the type to believe everything they hear. ::: Nagase-kun,"
You are actually the most innocent girl I've ever met.
Nagase Tsukiyo is much easier to control than Eri, and far less complicated than Saito and Eri.
She may appear aloof and arrogant on the surface, but just a few words can stir up her emotions.
For Kitahara Hakuba, his statement was actually a mixed bag.
However, to Nagase Tsukiyo, Kitahara Hakuba's words were pure praise, saying that she was the cutest, most sincere and kindest girl he had ever met.
Kitahara Hakuba thought to himself, "It's not far now."
"Did you tell your family?" Kitahara Hakuba asked.
"say what?"
"The matter of staying at my house."
Nagase Tsukiyo blushed: "Should I say that?"
No matter what, she was too embarrassed to tell her family that she was staying at Mr. Kitahara's house.
"Didn't Saito-kun say that your family owns a house in Tokyo?" Kitahara Hakuba asked.
"There is a house, but no one has lived there for a long time."
Nagase Tsukiyo clasped her hands together, then slipped them between her fair, smooth thighs and said,
"If I were to live there alone, I would actually be a little scared."
“Oh,” Kitahara Hakuba nodded.
"and so
Nagase Tsukiyo's brow furrowed, her heart suddenly raced, her breathing became shallow and rapid, and she pursed her cherry-colored lips as she spoke.
"I feel very safe being under the same roof as Kitahara-sensei tonight."
The moment he uttered those words, even Nagase Tsukiyo himself was stunned, as if he couldn't believe that those words had actually come from his own mouth.
Looking at Mr. Kitahara in front of him, he didn't seem too surprised by the words. Instead, he seemed to be pleased with his student's approval, and he looked very happy.
"Thank you," Kitahara Hakuba said with a relieved smile.
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A wave of emotion surged through Nagase Tsukiyo's heart. These words were enough to keep her awake all night, and she couldn't bring herself to say anything more shameful.
For Kitahara-sensei, this statement didn't have any deeper meaning.
Compared to her, what do Eri and Haruno talk about with Kitahara-sensei in private?
Does Kitahara-sensei prefer chatting with herself, or with the two of them?
Was the impression I gave him the best?
Countless doubts surged in like a tide, intertwining and colliding with each other. Every comparison was like a pebble thrown into her already rippling lake.
But soon, Nagase Tsukiyo raised her hand and rubbed her brow.
Why did she want to be better than those two people in Kitahara-sensei's heart?
You shouldn't have that thought.
Chapter 240, Page 239: Appreciating Beautiful Legs Finally Pays Off (Seeking Monthly Tickets~~) >>
At that moment, a weary voice came through.
"Take a bath on a moonlit night."
Turning my head, I saw Eri Kanzaki standing there in a white slip dress, water droplets sliding down her skin, reflecting a faint light under the lamp.
Eri doesn't have a full and rounded figure like Saito Haruko, so wearing a slip dress doesn't create a strong visual impact.
"Okay." Nagase Tsukiyo quickly got up and went to pack her change of clothes.
Kanzaki Eri remained motionless, her gaze fixed on Nagase Tsukiyo as she went upstairs.
Then, she walked lightly to Kitahara Hakuma and murmured:
"You said what?"
Water droplets slid down her calves, leaving a glistening trail on the instep.
And only at such close range did he notice that under the exceptionally smooth fabric, Eri's breasts had a subtle bulge. Involuntarily, he couldn't help but compare them to Saito Haruka's breasts that night; they did seem a little smaller.
Kitahara Hakuba suddenly realized that girls don't wear clothes after taking a bath.
"what? What?"
He pretended not to notice, frowned and said, "Your hair is very wet, go dry it quickly, otherwise you'll easily catch a cold."
Eri Kanzaki pursed her lower lip, her cheeks flushed slightly from the heat.
"Moonlit Night, what are you saying to me?"
"I told you about your trip to the music university tomorrow. I asked you to look after each other. I probably won't be able to find you until after 10 o'clock."
Kitahara Hakuba told the truth, but his eyes kept glancing at her two points.
He wasn't lying; that's exactly what he said at the time.
"Hmm::" Kanzaki Eri seemed a little sad, her eyelids drooping slightly as she said, "I... am not pretty?"
"Huh?" Kitahara Hakuba was taken aback by her composure again, and said with a smile, "Kanzaki-dori..."
“Eri,” she said.
"Mari, you're so cute, so beautiful."
Eri Kanzaki's skin appeared exceptionally radiant under the moisture, and her small lips looked soft.
"Then why don't you like looking at me? The moonlit night is beautiful, isn't it?"
Kitahara Hakuba's heart skipped a beat. Could it be that he had been secretly admiring Nagase Tsukiyo's beautiful legs all along?
Did Hui Li find out?
“Eri, you may have misunderstood something. The teacher is not the kind of person you think she is.”
Regardless, let's just deny it for now; not everyone can appreciate art.
A soft moan escaped from Eri Kanzaki's slender, pale neck, and she said, her eyes curving downwards:
"I believe you."
Kitahara Hakuba felt increasingly uneasy. He and Eri hadn't had any formal relationship, so why did her tone sound so strange?
No, he spoils Eri too much. I have to act like a proper teacher.
"Kanzaki-san, I treat every student equally, and I hope you understand that I am a man, and more importantly, a teacher, and you are my student."
Eri Kanzaki's small mouth was slightly open, but she didn't speak.
Her observational skills were extraordinary; she seemed to notice that Kitahara Hakuba was getting into a fighting stance, so she obediently complied with him.
"Yes, I understand."
Eri Kanzaki nodded and turned to leave.
But after walking only a few steps, she turned back, a faint smile on her lips, and said:
"Teacher Kitahara's shower gel smells very good."
Kitahara Hakuba:
"
Oh well, it's just shower gel. It won't matter if my student uses it once. Be generous.
After a while, they heard Kitahara Ai shouting loudly from upstairs:
"Eri-neechan, your pajamas are so cute!!!! Can I hug you!!!"
Kitahara Hakuba also went upstairs. Passing by their room, he found that the bed had already been made, and Eri was sitting on the wooden bed while Kitahara Ai was blow-drying her hair.
It seems she'll be sleeping in bed tonight.
"Hey bro, come play some board games later!" Kitahara Ai called out.
"I'm not playing, you guys can play. I have to get up early tomorrow."
Kitahara Ai pouted and said, "You're such a hypocrite! You used to really enjoy playing board games with me and Haruka!"
“Because it was fun to tease you guys before,” Kitahara Hakuba said with a smile, leaning against the door. “Now that you’ve grown up, it’s no fun at all.”
"Lolicon!" Kitahara Ai retorted.
"Teacher Kitahara, how about playing a few rounds with us later?"
Saito Harutori, sitting on the made-up bed, said...
"We might not have another chance in the future. Don't you always teach us to fight for what we want?"
"What I mean by striving is for academic and self-improvement opportunities," Kitahara Hakuba sighed. "Alright, I'll play a few rounds after I finish my shower."
Kitahara Ai chuckled and said, "It has to be Haruno-nee!"
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