The Correct Way to Annoy Sensei

"I have a solution."

Naoki looked at Miharu's forehead, it was red, and it was really hard to touch it under the panic just now.

"What can I do?" Miharu looks up with tears in her eyes.

"I can't say the solution." Naoki said "Miharu-san just needs to close her eyes and leave the rest to me."

Miharu hesitated before agreeing: "Okay…don't lie to me"

"If I lied to you, you can tell Sensei."

"I'm not a child, so I won't complain to Onee-sama."

Miharu then her eyelashes fluttered slightly, and she closed her eyes.

Naoki said again: "Raise your face."

"Eh?"

"Just do it."

Miharu lifted her chin, she has a face that is 70% similar to Miharu's face, and she is very pretty and cute.

(What does Asakawa want to do? Why ask me to raise my face?)

With his eyes closed, Miharu could still clearly feel the heat wave approaching.

Ehhhh?

Why did he want to come here?

Miharu's eyelashes suddenly fluttered, and the doujin she had just read appeared in his mind.

(Asakawa tricked me into closing my eyes. Could it be that he wanted to kiss herself secretly like in a doujin?)

(No, absolutely not!)

"No!" Miharu finally couldn't take it anymore, and quickly leaned in, "We can't do things behind Onee-sama's back!"

Naoki said speechlessly: "Miharu-san, what are you talking about?"

"Of course you..." Miharu's gaze quickly fell on Naoki's hand, "Eh, a towel?"

"What else but towels? ?" Naoki shook off the towel in his hand "There's an ice cube in it, so use an ice pack to relieve the swelling and pain, doesn't Miharu-san know that?"

Miharu hesitated: "Then why do you want me to close my eyes?"

"It's very simple." Naoki said as usual "The injured spot on the forehead, if you don't close your eyes, water will flow into your eyes."

"If it's just an ice pack, I can do it myself."

"Here, I'll give it to you." Naoki handed over a towel wrapped in ice, "Take it and try it."

Miharu took the towel nonchalantly

After a while.

"Miharu-san, how does your right hand feel now?" Naoki asked.

"...My hand froze."

Miharu was telling the truth, in just a short moment, her fingers froze and went numb.

"Nice to know." Naoki took his towel "I'm not afraid of cold, so it's fine."

It was only this time that Miharu understood, and she was immediately embarrassed: "Sorry, I misunderstood."

Naoki raised his eyebrows lightly, "Miharu-san misunderstood what?"

"It doesn't matter!" Miharu turned her head away, embarrassed to meet anyone.

An ice towel was placed on his forehead, quickly calming Miharu down.

After a while.

"It should be fine." Naoki removed his towel.

"It really doesn't hurt that much..." Miharu held her forehead and her eyes suddenly fell on Naoki's right hand holding the towel, "How's your hand?"

"It doesn't matter."

"Let me touch it."

Miharu grabbed Naoki's right hand.

"You said there's nothing wrong, it's cold as ice."

"Wait, I'll pour you a cup of tea." Miharu quickly got up and said.

"I just came back." Naoki said, "I haven't boiled the water yet."

"It's fine, I'll go to Onee-sama's room to pour some tea."

Miharu turned around and left the room while talking.

"Miharu?"

Mafuyu asked curiously when he saw his little sister opening the door, "Has the photo been taken?"

"Not yet."

Seeing Miharu pour a cup of tea and hurriedly leave, Mafuyu suddenly became curious.

what just happened?

Why is Miharu pouring tea all of a sudden?

"I'm back."

Miharu came with tea, walked to Naoki and sat down "Here, quickly warm your hands."

"Eh?"

The temperature on Miharu's face rapidly rose.

(That's her special teacup, actually using her teacup to drink tea, it's definitely an indirect kiss... No, her teacup was just washed, so it doesn't count as an indirect kiss.)

"Miharu-san?" Naoki looked confused, "Are you okay?"

"It doesn't matter." Miharu quickly shook her head "Quickly take a photo, I will be back after taking a photo."

"Hmm."

Miharu took out her phone, looked into Naoki's eyes, blushed and said shyly "How do you take photos?"

"Miharu-san often takes food photos, right?" Naoki said speechlessly

"I also said it was good food." Kirisu muttered "I don't have a boyfriend, of course I haven't taken any couple photos."

Miharu lowered her voice curiously: "What was the photo you took with Onee-sama like?"

"Last time I took a photo with Sensei was over a month ago." Naoki took a deep breath.

"It's been a long time?"

"Right." Naoki seemed to be lost in memory "I still remember we went to Kyoto for a school trip, and everyone took a group photo in front of a beautiful place."

"That's not a couple photo!" Miharu complains.

Mafuyu and Naoki are teacher and student, it would be very dangerous if someone found out they were taking photos.

"Ah, I already know." Miharu chased away the disturbing thoughts in her mind, and suddenly her eyes lit up, "I have a friend who had a boyfriend recently, and often shares couple selfies... Let's take a photo based on that."

Miharu excitedly opened the chat software and found her friend's selfie album.

Miharu looked at the phone "The first pose is… with arms crossed."

Miharu looked at Naoki with a blushing face.

"Let's take a photo." Naoki passed his arm silently.

Miharu silently hugged Naoki's arm, leaned nervously on Naoki's shoulder, then picked up the phone.

Photo taken successfully.

"Okay." Miharu quickly let go of Naoki, sat up straight, looked at the photo on the phone, and after looking at it twice, she quickly frowned, "Strange, something feels wrong."

Naoki turned his body slightly, looked at the phone, and saw something wrong at a glance: "Miharu-san, your expression is too stiff, you should smile and act naturally."

Since they were a couple, they didn't smile at all in the photo, something must be wrong.

"Take another photo."

Miharu hugged Naoki's arm with a blushing face, picked up her phone, and quickly smiled.

"Although that smile is a bit stiff, it's pretty much the same. Naoki gave an assessment.

"Impossible."

Who knew Miharu suddenly looked serious, and deleted the photo, "This photo is not allowed. "

Naoki was stunned: "Why?"

"The smile is too stiff, take another photo."

....

"Why is there no smile on your face?"

A drop of cold sweat fell from Naoki's forehead.

Terrifying.

Terrifying.

The super obsessive-compulsive disorder that could make Wang Xingren run away from home actually broke out in this way!

"Miharu-san, that's enough." Naoki tried to discuss, "Let's strike a pose. "

"No." Miharu's expression was quite serious, and she said loudly, "Today is almost the same, and tomorrow will be the same, and everything will be the same. In the future, it will only get much worse. "

"Whatever you do, you have to be perfect. This is my life principle. "

Appear.

A perfect monster who pursues perfection in everything!

"Once again."

Miharu hugged Naoki's arm casually, from the first blush and stiff, to now very natural, "Keep smiling."

Naoki showed a stiff smile.

"Your smile is too stiff, let's do it again."

...

Naoki realized for the first time that "one more time" in the girl's mouth was so scary

After taking many photos in a row, Naoki finally took one that Miharu was satisfied with.

"It's okay now." Miharu nodded in satisfaction, "Let's take a photo."

...

At the same time.

"It's been half an hour… Why isn't Miharu back yet?"

Mafuyu looked towards the entrance, his fingers combing the hair around his ears.

"Wait a few more minutes." Mafuyu decided, "If Miharu doesn't come back, just go and see."

Several minutes passed in the blink of an eye.

Miharu still hasn't come back.

"I can't wait any longer." Mafuyu stood up, walked out of the room, came to the corridor with the cold night breeze, raised his hand and knocked on the door gently.

Unexpectedly, the door opened quickly.

"Sensei, come in quickly." Naoki's eyes lit up, and he pulled Mafuyu in, "I can't take it anymore."

At a glance, he found that the faces and clothes of the two were normal, and Mafuyu felt relaxed.

"What are you doing?"

"Asakawa, hurry up." Miharu shouted "That photo hasn't been taken yet."

"Miharu-san's perfect obsessive-compulsive disorder has struck again."

Naoki said very pitifully, "She always said that the photos she took were unsatisfactory, so she had to keep taking pictures again and again."

Mafuyu secretly comforted: "You have worked hard. "

After arriving, Mafuyu did not return, but sat beside the kotatsu at Miharu's invitation.

"Very comfortable."

A warm feeling quickly enveloped the body that made Mafuyu couldn't help but want to groan softly, and the kotatsu was truly an artifact of winter.

A variety show was playing on the TV, Naoki and Miharu kept taking pictures, listening to various sounds, Mafuyu slowly lay down on the kotatsu and closed his eyes.

...

After sleeping for an unknown amount of time, when Mafuyu opened his eyes again, the room was already quiet.

"Sensei, you're awake?" Naoki's voice rang in his ear.

"Hmm..." Mafuyu rubbed the middle of her eyebrows with her fingertips, her eyes sleepy, "What time is it?"

"It's already 10.30 pm." Naoki answered quietly.

"It is late?" Mafuyu yawned, and found that she had fallen asleep in the kotatsu and woke up immediately, "Where's Miharu?"

Naoki reminded: "Sensei, turn around and have a look."

Mafuyu turned his head when she heard the words, Miharu was sleeping behind her, breathing regularly now, her sleeping face was so cute.

"Sleeping for so long..." Mafuyu tried to sit up, "I'll be back."

As a teacher, there is no reason to stay over at a student's house.

"Do not move." Naoki put his hand on Mafuyu's shoulder.

"What are you doing?" Mafuyu looked on warily.

"Miharu-san rarely sleeps, so it will be troublesome to wake her up?" Naoki said as usual "Let's sleep here tonight."

Hearing this, Mafuyu showed a doubtful expression on his face.

Soon it will be morning, what a pain to wake up Miharu and come back…

While hesitating, Naoki suddenly got up, went to the kotatsu next to Mafuyu and sat down.

"What are you doing here?" Mafuyu immediately became alert.

"The couch is too cold, I might catch a cold." Naoki said graciously "I want to sleep in the kotatsu."

"If you want to sleep on the kotatsu, you can sleep on the other side." Mafuyu lowered his voice, "Quickly go."

"Then let me tell the truth." Naoki looked into Mafuyu's pink eyes and said seriously "I want to sleep in the kotatsu with Sensei."

"Insult." Mafuyu looked embarrassed, "Miharu is still by my side."

"Miharu-san is sleeping really well, because as long as Sensei doesn't move, she definitely won't wake up."

Seeing Naoki speak and approaching slowly, Mafuyu quickly sensed the danger, but unfortunately it was too late to fight back.

Just condensed that face, wanting to use the 'Ice Queen's Gaze' to freeze people, the next moment, a familiar hot touch had sealed his lips.

Four eyes facing each other.

Mafuyu couldn't endure it anymore anyway, lost the battle, and quickly closed his eyes in embarrassment.

Originally intending to defend, it was a pity that Naoki pinched his waist, Mafuyu opened his mouth, and was immediately attacked.

Since ancient times, the enemy has been behind the door.

At this time, the city gate fell, and Mafuyu was helpless to fight back, so she could only hide behind the sorrow.

In a daze, Mafuyu suddenly felt a hand grabbing his pajamas, and his body shook.

"…Your hand!"

"Don't move, be careful to wake up Miharu-san."

Threatening Mafuyu with Miharu is pretty easy to use.

....

When she opened his eyes again, Mafuyu was surprised to find that she had appeared at the school gate.

"What happened?" The sudden change of scene put Mafuyu in a trance, and pressed his fingers between his eyebrows, "I just remembered…"

Naoki stood beside Mafuyu and reminded, "Sensei, look at your school uniform."

"Why school uniform?" Mafuyu looked down, and quickly opened her eyes wide. The clothes he was wearing were clearly the school uniform from his high school days.

"This is a dream world built by Sensei's subconscious." Naoki looked at the bustling school in front of him and explained, "It seems Sensei missed the high school festival."

After listening to Naoki, Mafuyu's vague memories quickly became clear, and there was a complicated expression: "It was indeed the school festival in my third year of high school."