"It's delicious; in order not to tarnish your heart that is brave and progressive, I've decided to hire you as my private chef. How does that sound?"
Oto Mizuko held the fork in her mouth, and sohow, her indoor shoes had co off. A silky-stockinged foot stealthily rubbed back and forth on the boy's calf.
"Not very good."
Haruka Yuzan caught that mischievous foot in one hand, placed it on his thigh, and gave it a firm knead before letting her leg go.
The two of them sat in a corner of the classroom, unnoticed by anyone else.
Gently stroking the smooth surface of the young lady's stockings, Oto Mizuko lowered her head, savoring the little cake.
Even though the young lady didn't like sweets, if Mr. Haruka personally made them, she had to eat every last piece.
Gradually, that large hand couldn't help but move under the girl's pleated skirt,
while classmates nearby enjoyed the fruits of their labor from the previous class.
Not far away, Chiba Shimizu had finished her final cake decoration. The class president also made a chocolate cake today, but instead of tasting it right away, she asked the teacher for a paper box to package it.
Was it to take ho to commorate her first ho economics class?
Having packed everything away, the girl turned her head and looked at the boy, her clear eyes as chilly as autumn water,
and it was only then that Haruka Yuzan realized he was still in the classroom.
Just as he thought about withdrawing his hand from under the young lady's skirt, the plump, long legs seed to detect the boy's intent to retreat and clamped together instead.
Turning his head, Oto Mizuko was savoring the chocolate cake delicately; the black crumbs at the corners of her mouth were swiftly cleaned away by her pink tongue.
"Hmm? What's wrong?" the young lady asked, as if nothing had happened,
but Haruka Yuzan saw that her beautiful eyes were slowly turning to a look of infatuation,
Trying to withdraw his hand, he found her black-stockinged legs clamping even tighter. Tentatively pushing forward, the legs relaxed again.
After several tries, the smile on the girl's face grew even more enchanting.
Damn it, she's forcing to be bold!!
"Oto, can you relax a bit?" He glanced around and whispered to her.
"I feel very relaxed when I'm with you," Oto Mizuko whispered back in his ear.
"If we get seen by others, I'm afraid our reputations won't survive."
At these words, Oto Mizuko frowned, "What's that matter, doing sothing intimate with one's boyfriend? Others would just be envious of you and ."
She wasn't wrong; others would probably just feel envious of the young lady being this way with him...
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At 3:20 in the afternoon, the weather was still clear,
Even though it was ti for school to let out, there were only a few students at the school gate.
It wasn't because teachers were holding the students back; rather, since the school had discontinued the Hocoming Departnt, all students had found clubs that suited them.
After class, they generally headed directly to the club activities building behind the school.
The front half of the school was unusually quiet, but this would soon be broken by the sounds of clubs preparing for the spring competition at the sports field.
The only ones at the school gate, apart from the teachers, were the students tasked with errands outside the school.
"That one, he's Haruka Yuzan from the first-year class three, right? He's so handso!" Two girls in JK uniforms stood together, with a red stamp that read "Disciplinary Committee" on their shoulders,
But instead of looking straight ahead, their gaze kept drifting towards the boy.
"He's even more handso than the rumors say, but it's a sha he's already taken," sighed another girl.
The boy leaned against the wall, with his black suit jacket wide open, revealing the white shirt inside. His tote bag was slung casually in hand, giving off a very carefree vibe.
His tall stature and the depth in his eyes were directed forward, lost in thought.
It wasn't until another pretty girl erged from the campus that Haruka Yuzan stood up straight.
"Chiba Student." Haruka greeted with a sunny smile.
"Yes." Chiba Shimizu nodded, her clear eyes completely tranquil.
A breeze lifted the girl's silver hair, and a faint fragrance seed to waft through the air.
"Chiba-san, did today's ho economics class have so sort of magic?" Haruka Yuzan joked.
"It was a very ordinary class." The girl found the boy's playful joking tedious, "Instead of worrying about , you might want to think about how to spend ti with your friend's aunt?"
"....."
Before the boy could retort, Chiba Shimizu continued,
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"Additionally, don't misunderstand, it's just because the two of you were speaking too loudly, not because I want to ddle with your affairs."
Haruka Yuzan was taken aback, looking at the girl in front of him, whose clear eyes seed to see right through people.
Had she predicted him?
Dammit, why is Quick Thinking completely useless when facing this master?
"Should we change the subject now?" It seed she really understood boys well; a flicker of slyness crossed the class president's eyes, "Making chocolate cake was just because Misaki wanted to eat it."
The cool and rational girl suddenly appeared more spirited and lively, looking so real and genuine.
Haruka Yuzan opened his mouth but couldn't find any words to say.
The detestable genius beauty.
Today she'd already scored a triple kill on him, but right now, the girl's deanor was actually kind of... cute.
It looked as if she had accomplished her goal; seeing the conceited boy taken down a peg, Chiba Shimizu turned and walked ahead,
holding the paper box wrapped around the small cake.
After a couple of steps, she noticed that the boy wasn't following her—following her would an a subtle glance at her pleated skirt's legs and knee-high socks would arise—but there wasn't one now.
She turned around to look at the boy still standing in place.
Her autumn-water-like eyes held a hint of confusion and bewildernt, as if to say, You're not that weak, are you? Do you really need to go ho separately?
Haruka Yuzan smiled wryly, of course, it wasn't because of the recent verbal spat or because he wanted to go ho separately... he let out a soft sigh,
"Later, I'm going to have dinner with Oto, I've already told Sister Reiko..."
A breeze passed by,
The distance between them was roughly five to six ters,
The noisy wind carried pink petals with it, while her silver hair was gently lifted, the small cake's paper box bobbing in the air.
The shadows on the ground stretched long,
The girl ran her fingers through her hair that was falling alongside her face, her autumn-water-like eyes returning to calmness, she nodded,
"Alright, I got it."
Having said that, she turned and left the area.
The transient coldness of that mont made Haruka shiver uncontrollably,
The sun was clearly quite splendid today...
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[Tenant: 003]
[Na: Misaki Saki]
[Tenant's wish list:]
[1. Want to eat chocolate cake.....QAQ]
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Upon returning ho,
The living room was empty, with no one around.
Chiba Shimizu saw the small cake placed on the coffee table, her pretty face emotionless, and took out the book "Being and Nothingness" that she had already read twice from her bag
She sat alone by the balcony, quietly reading.
Warm sunlight poured through the large glass window, flowers in the tiny garden swayed with the breeze,
In the silent living room, only the sound of pages being turned could be heard.
Today, the girl seed to be flipping through the book much faster than usual.
After a while, she closed the book, and took out a hefty diary and a carbon pen from her bag.
Flipping to the latest page,
May 19th, Monday, clear skies
Played gas with Misaki last night...
The delicate lettering fell one by one,
The girl hadn't noticed that ever since moving to the villa, her diary had more and more to describe; previously, her life could be summarized in a few lines a day.
Every day was a repetition.....
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