New World Gate

9.30 p.m.

Mafuyu sent a message:

"Drinking wine is over, and we are on our way back."

After all, there is still class tomorrow, and it is impossible to drink until 11 or 12 at night like an ordinary office worker.

"Sensei, I will pick you up."

"...Just wait for me at the bus station."

Naoki took a scarf and went out, walked to the bus station next to the apartment, waited in silence for a while, and Mafuyu stepped off the bus.

The footsteps were steady enough, but her face was red after drinking.

Naoki stepped forward, smelled Mafuyu, the smell of alcohol rushed to the tip of his nose, and he said angrily:

"How about just having a glass of beer?"

"I'm talking about two beers."

"Two glasses of beer, can you smell so much alcohol on your body?"

Mafuyu looked away guiltily: "Today is the first reception after the New Year, everyone is so enthusiastic, I accidentally drank two more glasses."

Naoki took Mafuyu's hand: "Just this once, never next time."

Mafuyu puffed out his cheeks: "... Insult!"

After drinking, Mafuyu began to gradually liberate his nature, and the expression on his face was obviously much richer.

"It is a Japanese tradition for students to bully their Sensei."

"There is no such bad tradition."

The two walked towards the apartment together. The night was cold, and there weren't many pedestrians on the street. When they passed through the commercial street, there were even more people.

As the cold wind blew, the aroma of stone-roasted yams flooded the nose.

"Buy two stone baked sweet potatoes." Mafuyu looked at the stone-baked sweet potato cart, held Naoki's right hand gently, and whispered, "I haven't eaten for a long time, I want to eat."

Naoki stared at Mafuyu speechlessly: "Sensei, you didn't eat enough at the izakaya?"

"I just ate some salty edamame."

Izakaya, of course, a place to drink, even though there are side dishes too, the price is not cheap, and it's impossible to get away from eating and drinking.

Most parties at Izakaya are usually social animals usually just order a plate of salted edamame, then drink for two hours.

"Sensei, you've worked hard." Naoki sighed, and let go of his hand, "Sensei here, don't move, I'm going to buy oranges... No, these are rock- Baked yams."

After lining up to buy two stone-roasted sweet potatoes, Naoki went to the nearest convenience store and bought some steamed oden.

Mafuyu probably only drinks a lot of beer at an izakaya, and doesn't eat much. If she only eats roasted sweet potatoes at night, she's probably hungry. Better buy oden.

"I'm back." Naoki returned to Mafuyu with his things, and handed it a roasted sweet potato in a paper bag to warm his hands, "Let's go, come back to the apartment to eat."

...

The two quickly returned to the apartment.

Mafuyu found the key in a daze and opened the door.

Naoki walked into the entrance, took out slippers from the shoe cupboard, and placed them in front of Mafuyu:

"Sensei, put your feet up."

Mafuyu was dizzy at this time, and his reaction was a bit slow. She lifted his foot when she heard this.

Naoki stretched out his hand to hold Mafuyu's slender and well-proportioned ankles, just enough to grasp.

The stockings had not been removed, and the stockings were smooth and silky felt from the fingertips, which made Naoki subconsciously remember the incident of tearing the stockings by hand at the end of last term.

The cold air hit, Mafuyu subconsciously curled up, and reacted too late:

"You don't need to take it off, I'll do it myself..."

"Does Sensei's heel hurt?" Naoki changed the subject.

"It hurts a bit. I have five classes today, and the principal still has a lot of things for me to handle."

"Eat first, take a shower after eating, and after washing up, I will massage your feet."

...

When Mafuyu realized it, she didn't know when she had already sat down on the sofa.

"Sensei, would you like me to take off the pantyhose for you?" Naoki asked seriously.

Mafuyu finally woke up, biting her lower lip with her white teeth to keep awake:

"Go, I can take it off myself."

"It's not safe for Sensei to take off his pantyhose while drunk."

"Definitely safe."

After bending down to remove the pantyhose, Mafuyu came to his senses again.

Why does she want to take off her pantyhose now? And in front of men?

Sure enough, it is a mistake to drink.

Once she took it off, she could never put it back on.

Mafuyu couldn't help but put down her stockings, and brought her legs together tightly: "You can go back."

"Let's talk after cooking." Naoki turned on the TV and sat down at a low table "Sensei, let's eat."

...

Sake and beer were mixed together, and the spirit of alcohol slowly rose. Mafuyu only remembered that she had finished his oden and started to take a bath.

Then...

"Why are you in the bathroom?"

Seeing Naoki in the bathroom with only a towel around him, Mafuyu woke up again.

"Sensei, what are you talking about?" Naoki said innocently "Didn't you ask me to come in and help wipe the back?"

"Why can't I remember?"

Mafuyu's eyes were confused.

Naoki said: "Since you're drunk Sensei, of course you can't remember clearly."

"Not." Mafuyu pressed his finger between his brows, "I remember you said to hand over the towel... ah."

"Sensei…" Naoki said in a low voice, weighing Mafuyu's conscience, "You know too much."

Once drunk, Mafuyu has a gentle personality, likes to compliment others, and can't refuse any request which is quite easy to deal with.

Too bad Mafuyu regained consciousness halfway through, and ended up kicking Naoki out of the bathroom in embarrassment.

...

The next day.

In the school library.

Naoki came to the reading corner on the second floor, and saw Furuhashi and Ogata sitting together.

"Fumino, good afternoon." Naoki says hello.

After shopping with friends yesterday afternoon, Furuhashi declined an invitation to continue shopping today and came to the library to study together.

"Good afternoon." Furuhashi raised his eyes, and suddenly his gaze fell on Naoki's back, "Sawako?"

Sekijou walked weakly: "Fumino, good day."

"Sawako, are you okay?" Furuhashi was taken aback, and hurriedly said, "The dark circles under your eyes are serious."

"It's fine..." Sekijou hesitated, "I've been through quite a few things in the past few days, so I didn't pay much attention to resting."

Furuhashi frowned slightly: "If you need help, you should let us know."

"No, don't worry, it can be solved today." Sekijou glanced at Naoki, patted his cheek lightly, to comfort herself, "Let's read."

Noticing Sekijou's slight movement, Furuhashi looked at Naoki, picked up his phone, and silently sent a message:

"Asakawa-san, are you bullying Sawako?"

Sekijou usually looked energetic, but today's lethargic and sleepy appearance was really worrying.

Naoki picked up the phone: "I was abused, and without a knee pad, I just lay on the ground and couldn't get up."

Furuhashi was angry: "Speak the business."

"That's none of my business."

Naoki gave a brief explanation of what happened, and there was nothing that couldn't be said about the relationship between Furuhashi and Sekijou.

"So." Furuhashi nodded lightly, "No wonder Sawako's dark circles are so serious… Could it be a ghost?"

"I don't know. After finishing the book, I'll go over to Sawako's apartment to take a look."

Furuhashi was relieved.

Since Naoki said to go and take a look in the afternoon, Sekijou shouldn't be in any danger.

"Learn!" Furuhashi sat up straight, looked down at the exercise book, with a serious expression, and said loudly, "I was running around during winter break, and I didn't pay much attention to the book. Now that the new semester starts, it's time to make up for lost progress!"

The sun was shining outside the window.

Warmth enters, and the air is filled with a unique book atmosphere. It is indeed a great time to study.

10 minutes later.

Furuhashi lay on the table, fell asleep at some point, and muttered from time to time:

"Strawberry Daifuku... So delicious..."

Naoki sighed helplessly.

How about cheering and studying hard?

In less than 10 minutes, Furuhashi lay down on the table. After the winter break, she hasn't seen any improvement, but the speed of degradation is astonishing. Now she had become the [Sleeping Beauty of the Literary Forest] again!

"Sawako is asleep too," Ogata whispered.

Naoki turned to look at Sekijou, saying that drowsiness was contagious, and she was already sleepy, but after being infected by Furuhashi, she also fell asleep on the table.

The two girls slept through the night, until the sun had almost set in the west, and they still hadn't woken up, Naoki could only wake them up.

"Sorry!" Furuhashi held her hand in front of her chest and sincerely apologized, "I haven't studied hard for a long time, and my ability to fight Sandman has weakened, and the sun is so good outside that I want to sleep... I will definitely not next time!"

Falling asleep while writing a math problem, not once or twice, his words were simply unbelievable.

Naoki looked at Furuhashi: "How about next time?"

"If there is another time…" Furuhashi coughed lightly, and looked away slightly, "Let Ricchan poke me with his finger."

While speaking, Sekijou got up, the tired look on his face still not gone.

"I just had a very strange dream." Furuhashi whispered, "I appeared in a strange music classroom, and my hands were tied with a rope, which I couldn't let go."

Hearing these words, the yawning Sekijou suddenly opened his eyes wide, and hastily turned his head to look at Furuhashi:

"Fumino, what did you dream about just now?"

"Eh?"

Furuhashi was taken aback, looked at Naoki, and then repeated his dream: "Just now I dreamed that I appeared in the classroom with a piano beside me, it should be a music classroom, and then my hands were tied, and I didn't see anyone else. The dream was so clear… Sawako, what's wrong?"

Sekijou took a deep breath: "Fumino, have you ever played that game after class?"

Furuhashi shook his head, "I've never played it."

When sending a message secretly just now, Naoki only said that it was a forbidden game, without specifying the specific name, and this was the first time Furuhashi knew the name of the game.

Sekijou was in a daze, with a guilty and self-blame look on his face:

"How..."

"Sawako, if you have something to say, don't hide it in your own heart." Ogata pushed up the glasses on the bridge of his nose, and said seriously, "Fumino, me, and Asakawa-san will help."

Sekijou opened his mouth, knowing that the matter could no longer be hidden, she whispered the truth.

"Just like that?" Ogata asked confusedly, "Why didn't you tell me when I asked you yesterday?"

Sekijou: "😐"

Playing porn games alone, and then dreaming of the game's plot every night, how could you say that out loud!

Naoki said: "Sawako is very shy, and she doesn't want you to know that she plays porn games."

"Don't talk nonsense!"

Sekijou blushed and shouted.

"I've never played porn games, so I don't know why Sekijou is shy." Ogata knows nothing about porn games. "Sawako, you just said that Fumino dreamed the same scene as you?"

"That's right." Sekijou bit his lower lip and blamed herself, "Fumono obviously never played that game, yet she still dreams about the game scene. It must have just fallen asleep together, and I don't know how it was transmitted to Fumino, it's all my fault."

"It doesn't matter." Furuhashi consoled in a soft voice, "Sawako has worked hard on her own, and leave the rest to us."

"Asakawa-san, let's go to Sawako's apartment together?" Furuhashi looked up.

Naoki nodded and started packing his school bag:

"Let's go."

"I'm coming too." Ogata certainly won't miss it, "We're going to sleep together at Sawako's apartment tonight."

Sekijou was crying.

"The snot is coming out," Naoki reminded vaguely.

Sekijou was taken aback, and quickly wiped his nose: "Obviously not, you lied to me!"

...

After packing, Naoki and Furuhashi walked out of the library together.

After school, they took the bus to Sekijou's apartment, but luckily it wasn't too far.

"I haven't gone swimming in a long time." Furuhashi squirmed a little "Today is too late, shall we go to the pool tomorrow?"

Naoki immediately agreed: "Got it."

"I didn't mention you." Furuhashi was angry "Me, Ricchan, and Sawako, the three of us are enough to swim."

"Okay." Ogata nodded, "Swim together tomorrow."

Sekijou, on the other hand, was not so calm: "I don't know if that strange dream can be solved, just in case..."

"Don't worry." Furuhashi was full of confidence "Leave it to Asakawa-san."

After getting off the bus, the three of them came to Sekijou's apartment. Before going upstairs, Sekijou also took a package from the apartment manager.

"Asakawa-san, did you see anything?" Sekijou looked at her expectantly.

"Of course I can't see it." Naoki said speechlessly, "Don't talk about playing, we should at least unpack the package first."

Ogata asked curiously: "Is this a porn game?"

"Ahem." Sekijou hastily coughed, and left with a game in hand, "Climb upstairs!"

Back to the apartment.

Sekijou turned on the light, and the faint smell of instant noodles wafted through the air, and hastily opened the window.

"I haven't been in the mood to cook lately. I've eaten instant noodles, so there's a little taste… I'll go to the supermarket to buy some ingredients later, let's cook together in the evening."

"It's still late, let's talk about dinner." Naoki stretched out his hand "Give me the game first."

Naoki unpacks the express package, revealing the main part of the game inside. The female character on the cover is quite beautiful.

"Is this a porn game?" Ogata approached curiously, "I don't think there's anything special about it."

Naoki turned on the TV: "Don't worry, let's play for a while before we talk."