Sensei and students act

"Kissing again..."

Naoki was calm in his heart, and his expression was indifferent.

Recently, Ichika and Nino had been kissing on the cheek one after another, and now that there was Miharu, Naoki already didn't care at all...

Strange!

The video chat hasn't turned off yet, and in front of sensei, I rub my ears and temples with Miharu, kissing me, the omen of death is already shining over my head!

The sound of everything freezing quickly rang out.

The cold air of death that could destroy the world was passed along the phone, creating a charming atmosphere, and the hot love hotel instantly condensed with frost.

"Sensei, listen to my explanation!"

Cold sweat fell from the top of Naoki's head.

"No need to explain..."

Mafuyu lowered his eyes, his eyes darkened, and a black mist came out of his body, and said faintly, "Tell me the address."

"Understood."

There's no doubt that Mafuyu will come here to catch adulterers… No, this is to take over and take care of Miharu.

Mafuyu got up and came out, the frost around his body condensed and did not spread, almost turned into a substance, and every step would freeze the ground: "Don't touch Miharu's finger."

"Sensei, don't worry." Naoki nodded solemnly, then raised his hand to ask, "But… what if Miharu-san wants to touch me?"

Mafuyu's footsteps stopped for a while, biting her lower lip hard: "Then you should stay away."

"What if Miharu-san accidentally falls?"

"...You shut up."

....

15 minutes later.

"I'm at the hotel door."

Mafuyu sent a message.

"Got it, wait for me."

Naoki put down his phone, got up, walked out of the room, and went downstairs. He caught a glimpse of Mafuyu standing at the hotel door, holding his right hand on his chest tightly. She didn't have time to change, she was still wearing that pink high school shirt.

"Sensei." Naoki greeted it "Why so soon?"

"I'm driving here." Mafuyu frowned slightly, clearly not liking places like love hotels, "Even if Miharu is drunk… Why don't you just go to a normal hotel?"

Naoki stretched out his hand and pointed across the street, "Did you see that pub?"

"Miharu is drinking there?"

"That's right." Naoki spread his arms and said innocently, "It's raining so hard, Miharu-san is drunk and it's giving me trouble, and I can't see any other hotels nearby. Sensei, what will Sensei do?"

Mafuyu stopped talking.

Even though a place like a love hotel was terrible, the situation was special and she really couldn't ask for too much.

"Take me to meet Miharu."

"Okay."

Naoki carried Mafuyu upstairs and reminded it as he walked:

"Sensei, watch your feet, the stairs are relatively steep."

Mafuyu was curious: "How did Miharu appear?"

Naoki looked around and said to it. "I will tell you if Sensei promises not to be angry."

Mafuyu's face was cold: "... Needless to say."

Miharu couldn't even speak clearly, and she definitely couldn't climb the stairs alone, so you can imagine how.

Who knew that when they walked to the second floor, they met a man and a woman in person, both of them looked at Mafuyu with very strange eyes, and they clearly heard the conversation just now.

Mafuyu's breathing stopped, and after a few seconds, her face turned red.

Is this woman a Sensei?

To open a room in a love hotel with his students in the middle of the night?

How lewd and shameless this is!

Mafuyu immediately made up what the two passersby were thinking, biting her lower lip in embarrassment, staring at her toes, really daring to look at anyone.

Even though the truth wasn't like this, it still made her feel embarrassed, and she couldn't help but want to find a crack in the ground to dig.

The next moment.

A hand suddenly wrapped around his waist, Mafuyu's face was as usual, holding Mafuyu and passing two people, as if nothing had happened:

"Playing the roles of Sensei and the students tonight… just to practice first."

She walked into the room unhurriedly, and as the door closed, Mafuyu suddenly released herself from Naoki's right hand, and said shyly:

"You just..."

"That was a special situation just now, guilt and panic would make people suspicious. Besides, those who are clean clean themselves, and those who are dirty clean themselves, we can know what is really going on." Naoki modestly changed the subject and pointed at the bed, "Come and see Miharu-san."

Miharu glared at Naoki angrily, as if wanting to expose her problem, turned around and walked to the bedside to take care of her little sister.

"Miharu?" Mafuyu crouched beside the bed. "How do you feel?"

Miharu was lying on her side on the bed, her feet tightly squeezed under the blanket, opened her eyes when she heard those words, her expression was very cute:

"Onee-sama… miss you so much…"

"I'm here." Mafuyu stretched out his right hand and pressed it against Miharu's forehead, "Is there any discomfort in your body?"

"I tried it." Naoki said next to it, "Miharu-san is only hot, but not feverish."

Mafuyu heaved a sigh of relief, frowned and said:

"Miharu is usually very disciplined, why does she drink so much alcohol?"

"It doesn't have to be just drinking…" Naoki shrugged and replied in a low voice, "There might be something else in the wine."

"Hah?" Mafuyu raised her eyes and seemed to have guessed, "What do you think?"

"There are many kinds of drugs that can make a girl drunk, her consciousness blurred, and she can be violated." Naoki calmly told the truth, "Even when she woke up the next morning, she couldn't even remember the person who broke her."

Mafuyu's face was slightly pale, and she had been a member of society for several years. Naturally she had heard many similar things. When she thought that Miharu might be drugged and bullied, his heart suddenly suffocated.

With Miharu's character, if something like that really happened... Mafuyu didn't dare to think about it anymore.

"Thank you."

Mafuyu looked up, and thanked him seriously.

"Miharu-san is Sensei's little sister. If you want to bluff, only Sensei and I can bluff." Naoki said firmly, "No one else will allow it."

Mafuyu has no intention of complaining now, his tone is worried: "Miharu drinks that kind of thing… Won't there be any problems with her body?"

"Don't worry." Naoki sat beside it and comforted it, "This medicine generally has no sequelae. At most she'll have a headache when she wakes up in the morning, plus a lack of energy, and she'll be fine after two days of rest."

Mafuyu gently stroked Miharu's hair with his hand, and she suspected: "...How come you know so clearly?"

Naoki looked at Mafuyu and muttered under his breath, "I can't talk on paper?"