"Onii-chan, Sana, you two..."
In front of the teaching building, seeing Sana clinging tightly to Shiroko's arm in a very intimate manner, Airi's eyes widened in utter disbelief.
Seeing this, although she really wanted to lay her cards on the table, Sana recalled what Shiroko had said earlier. She quickly shook her head and explained, "Don't misunderstand, Airi! I just accidentally hurt my foot on the way here, and Onii-chan happened to be passing by, so..."
After all, if she really made Onii-chan angry and he ignored her, Sana definitely wouldn't be able to bear it.
Flowers easily wither if they aren't watered regularly.
Hearing this, Airi imdiately shot Shiroko an interrogating look. "Is that true, Onii-chan?"
In response, Shiroko nodded calmly. "That's right, exactly that!"
Seemingly convinced by the two, Airi asked in a sweet voice, "Alright then. Is your injury serious, Sana? Do you need to go to the infirmary?"
"No need! No need! I feel much better now."
Saying this, Sana let go of Shiroko and quickly walked over to Airi's side. "Airi, let's head back!"
A mont later, the two beautiful young girls left together. Just as she turned around, Airi's cherry lips moved slightly.
Reading her lips, she seed to be saying: Lunch break, dance studio.
Lightly brushing aside the stray hairs on his forehead, Shiroko headed toward Class 3-A, thinking to himself, 'I really am destined for a life of hard work.'
This period happened to be Japanese Literature. Seeing him constantly whispering into his little girlfriend's ear, completely ignoring her existence as the teacher...
Takashiro Saya was so angry that her chest heaved heavily, leaving the pack of perverts below completely srized.
Ignoring those guys who had the guts to lust but not the guts to act, Takashiro Saya then directed her full firepower straight at Shiroko.
In a single class, she called on him a total of twelve tis.
A full twelve tis! It was clear just how utterly unhinged she was being.
Sure enough, the old saying was right: never offend a woman. It was simply too brutal!
As the class bell rang, Takashiro Saya hugged her books, let out a delicate hmph from her nose, tossed her golden ponytail, and gracefully walked away.
Watching her slender figure from behind, along with those perfectly round curves, who knew how many students were practically drooling a river.
Shiroko curled his lips in disdain, ashad to be associated with such people.
Beside him, Marina, resting her delicate cheeks in her hands, wore a mischievous smile. "Yuichi, Ms. Saya targeted you again today!"
"She must have been angry because I kept talking to my dear Marina. Sigh, this damn charm of mine."
Saying this, Shiroko touched his chiseled profile, his face full of helplessness.
Seeing this, Marina couldn't help but cover her mouth and giggle. "Hehehe, how did I never notice before that Yuichi had such a narcissistic side?"
Hearing this, a dangerous glint flashed in Shiroko's eyes. He placed his right hand on her ivory-like legs and gently stroked them. "What? Does my dear Marina think I'm wrong? Do you think I have no charm?"
The warmth from his large hand instantly made the girl blush, her voice as soft as a mosquito. "Of course not. In my heart, Yuichi will always be the most handso."
"That's more like it!" Nodding in satisfaction, Shiroko withdrew his hand, leaned close to her ear, and whispered, "During the lunch break, I want to see you wear that outfit again."
As soon as he said this, steam practically rose from the top of Marina's head.
But imdiately after, as if rembering sothing, a hint of relief appeared on the girl's pretty face. "Yuichi, not today. It's my ti of the month."
"Uh... what a coincidence?!"
"Mhm!"
Although she felt shy, Marina still gave a small nod.
Knowing the girl wouldn't lie to him about sothing like this, Shiroko could only wave his hand helplessly. "Alright, alright! I'll let you off the hook for the next few days."
But before the girl could breathe a sigh of relief, Shiroko flashed his signature wicked smile again. "But after she leaves, you'll have to compensate double!"
Marina was left completely speechless.
During the lunch break, since Marina was indisposed and Mikami Yuka hadn't co to class yet...
Shiroko had no choice but to go to Airi's invitation.
In the dance studio, seeing Shiroko arrive, Airi, who had been waiting for a long ti, walked up to him with a resentful look. "Onii-chan, you're too much. You actually sneaked around behind my and my sister's backs."
Reaching out to rub her beautiful blonde hair, Shiroko's eyes were full of apology. "Onii-chan was wrong about this. Onii-chan apologizes to Airi."
"Hmph! If an apology was enough to settle things, what would we need the police for?"
Shiroko thought to himself, 'Huh? Why does that line sound so familiar?!'
"Then what does Airi want Onii-chan to do? As long as Airi can forgive Onii-chan, Onii-chan will do anything!"
"Alright then! From now until the end of the lunch break, you are mine, Onii-chan. You have to do whatever I tell you to do, and you can't refuse!"
"This..."
Seeing Shiroko actually hesitate, Airi instantly beca unhappy. "Hmph! Onii-chan just said you would do anything. You really were lying to Airi."
Faced with the girl's cute anger, Shiroko could only raise his hands in surrender. "Alright! I'll listen to you. So, what does Airi want Onii-chan to do now?"
"That's more like it. Now..."
...
As the lunch break neared its end, Airi stood on her tiptoes and gave Shiroko a satisfied kiss. "Airi will forgive Onii-chan this ti. But next ti you sneak around, don't get caught by Airi!"
Saying that, the girl let go of Shiroko and turned to leave.
"This little girl..."
Watching her try so hard to act tough, Shiroko raised an eyebrow slightly.
Not long after, a teacher ca to hold a class. Seeing a puddle of water on the floor, the teacher couldn't help but voice their confusion. "Strange, why is there a puddle of water here? What are the cleaners doing?"
The cleaner: 'I don't know! I clearly cleaned everything up perfectly. Who knows what happened?'
In the end, unable to figure it out, the teacher could only grab a nearby mop and clean it up themselves.
The students would be arriving in a few minutes. If a student accidentally slipped and fell during practice, it would be a huge problem.
While cleaning, the teacher kept muttering, "Looks like I need to make a suggestion to the principal. The cleaners have been way too lazy lately."
The cleaner: '...'
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