"There's a little bit."
Nozomi Mizutani didn't hide it and openly admitted.
"Is that so, Teacher Mizutani, do you still love your husband?" Haruka Yuzan said, touching his clean-shaven chin.
Nozomi Mizutani remained silent.
A gentle breeze blew across her cheeks, and Teacher Mizutani sighed softly, "Actually, our marriage is political and lacks feelings."
"Moreover, he's mostly uninterested in me."
"Hmm?"
Haruka Yuzan's mind went blank.
"Teacher Mizutani, stop joking, you're so beautiful, how could there be a man in the world who is uninterested in you?"
"Aren't you one?" Nozomi Mizutani said with a smile.
"'The arsonist in Tokyo's deep love tale?' 'After being kept by a mafia daughter, I can't interact with classmates?' 'The language of steel wool: It's all just tasks assigned by the two misses?'"
Her voice was playful and teasing, like she was provoking a child.
Leaving Haruka Yuzan stunned:
"???"
"What are all these!"