Chapter 104

"What's on your mind, President? Are you thinking about what you saw in the bathroom mirror just now?" Shuichi sat on the edge of the bed, gripping Tsuki's chin with a look of disdain.

Earlier, after finishing up in the bathroom, he had deliberately stopped by the sink, making her look at herself in the mirror. He had spread her legs while she was in his arms and made her look at herself in the mirror.

To see just how humiliating she looked. Her pussy wet from pee and her sweaty appearance. He softly blew hot air in her ear and said, "Look president how good you look now like this."

She was unable to speak any word and let out a moan before biting Suichi' shoulder.

Now in the bedroom, Tsuki's eyes were unfocused, her expression dazed. She let him hold her chin without resistance, a glistening trail of saliva hanging at the corner of her lips.

"Honestly, it's hard to believe that the esteemed student council president is actually this much of a pervert in private… and with such specific tastes, too."

Shuichi shook his head, unable to stop himself from recalling the scene just moments ago. "Just from looking at your own shameful reflection in the mirror… you got that excited?"

Tsuki slowly came back to her senses, gazing at him with an infatuated expression. "Chiba-kun is just as much of a pervert… I like that."

"Heh, even if you like it, that doesn't mean you'll get me," Shuichi scoffed, letting go of her chin. He reached over to the bedside table and picked up a thermometer. "Let's check your temperature and see where you're at now."

He could already tell from touch that her fever had gone down, but getting an exact number was better.

"Where does the Master want to take my temperature?" Tsuki teased, her voice sultry. "Taking advantage of a helpless little maid… Are you planning something naughty?"

Hearing those familiar words, Shuichi couldn't shake the strange sense of déjà vu creeping up on him.

"Oral temperature, underarm temperature, or maybe…" Tsuki bit her lip, her face a mix of defiance and shame.

Judging by her reaction, she really was feeling better—she wasn't even acting weak anymore.

"Save some energy, will you? Stop messing around. We're just taking your temperature normally," Shuichi sighed, already exhausted. "If you're sick, just rest properly."

With that, he slid the digital thermometer into the neckline of her pajama top, guiding it to her underarm. "Hold it there."

"H-Hold it there? Master really is a pervert!" Tsuki huffed, her face turning red with embarrassment.

"…"

Shuichi was just about to put her in her place and put an end to her nonsense when—

Riiiing!

His phone suddenly rang.

He quickly pulled out his phone with his free hand and answered the call.

"Moshi moshi, who's this?"

"You didn't save my number, Chiba-kun?"

"Oh, it's Nagase-sensei. Calling me all of a sudden—what's the occasion?"

His other hand, still tucked under the covers, absentmindedly continued to wander and knead.

"You were the one who called me this morning! And now you're asking me why I'm calling? Besides, today isn't a holiday. Why aren't you at school?" Sumire's voice carried a clear note of frustration.

"The reason I called earlier was actually to let you know I wouldn't be coming to school today. As for why…"

Shuichi put on an exaggeratedly ashamed tone. "Yesterday, I acted on impulse and did that to Sensei… I'm too ashamed to show my face at school."

The moment Sumire heard him bring up yesterday's events, a flustered blush spread across her face. But she quickly forced her voice into a stern tone.

"Nothing happened yesterday! Stop making excuses and get to school!"

"Oh?" Shuichi smirked playfully. "So what you're saying is… you're not mad about what happened?"

Sumire gritted her teeth, her chest rising and falling with frustration. "…I won't blame you."

"Sensei, you're so kind. So magnanimous! I'm truly moved. You're the most outstanding teacher I've ever met—no doubt about it!" Shuichi declared with exaggerated enthusiasm.

"If you're so moved, then hurry up and get to school!" Sumire urged angrily.

"No, I can do it." Shuichi held back a chuckle, his hand movements growing bolder.

A muffled whimper slipped out from Tsuki, her voice thick with suppressed emotion.

"…What was that sound?" Sumire's suspicion sharpened.

"I'm watching a tokusatsu show. Ultraman just got hurt—his groan of pain." Shuichi lied smoothly.

Sumire's eyes twitched.

Was he reminding her to keep her promise?

This guy…

"No need to beat around the bush. Since I agreed to it, I won't go back on my word." Sumire said, her voice laced with embarrassment.

"Huh? Seriously?!" Shuichi exaggerated his excitement.

"…Y-yes." Sumire muttered through clenched teeth, her face burning red.

"Then when can I see it? This has been my lifelong dream!" Shuichi's tone was filled with eager anticipation.

"…Tomorrow, alright? At least give me time to rent an Ultraman suit." Sumire sighed, already feeling exhausted.

"No problem! I'll head to school right away. Sensei, you really lead by example—you're actually keeping your promise to 'become light' in the infirmary tomorrow."

"With that settled, I've got nothing more to say. I'll see you at school. That's it, I'm hanging up."

With that, Shuichi ended the call.

Sumire stood there, stunned.

Wait… what just happened?

When did I agree to become light in the infirmary tomorrow?

I was just planning to…

…Ugh, privately cosplaying for him.

That sounds even weirder, doesn't it?

But the infirmary of all places…

Her eyelid twitches uncontrollably. Something about this felt very off.

"Playing with Nagase-sensei? Looks like you've almost got her wrapped around your finger." Tsuki asked, her eyes burning with curiosity.

"…" Shuichi felt numb. "The way you say that makes it sound like we're partners in crime, dragging a respectable teacher down with us."

"Isn't that exactly what's happening?" Tsuki had no qualms about her own depravity.

"Is it?"

"Isn't it?"

"Of course not!" Shuichi declared righteously. "I just need something to pass the time at school. Nagase-sensei just happens to be very entertaining."

"I'm entertaining too. You could play with me at school." Tsuki pouted in discontent.

"We fooled around in the morning, during breakfast, and at the sports festival. That's still not enough?"

Shuichi was completely speechless. This girl was even harder to handle than her mother. He couldn't be bothered to entertain her any longer and simply got up to head to school.

"I thought you said we'd test what happens at 39 degrees?" Tsuki tugged at his shirt collar, looking like she still wasn't satisfied.

"Test my ass." Shuichi rolled his eyes at her in exasperation.

"I knew it… Perverted young master does want to test this." Tsuki gave him a look of deep understanding, then put on a tragic, self-sacrificing expression. "A feverish little maid, completely powerless to resist… Whatever the young master desires, he can take."

Shuichi responded flatly, "Your temperature isn't even 39 anymore. No fun. I'm off to school to mess with Sensei."

After taking two steps, he suddenly remembered—this girl was a total perverted masochist. He quickly turned back and added,

"Don't even think about freezing yourself just to raise your temperature again. Fever meds won't be enough if you get worse. If it gets too serious, you'll have to go to the hospital."

Tsuki instantly looked disappointed—she had considered doing exactly that.

Although… hospitals could be kind of…

"Get better soon. That's an order. You need to be in good shape to handle more fun later." Shuichi left that final instruction before heading downstairs.

Tsuki had no choice but to drop her more extreme ideas.

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