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“Me,” Eri Kanzaki said.
“Alright then.” Saito Harutori nodded. “How about Tsukiyo is second, and I’m last? Is that okay?”
Nagase Tsukiyo's thoughts returned from her memories, her heart filled with a pang of regret:
"Okay, sure."
Kitahara Hakuba carried their luggage up to the second floor. The room had a wooden bed, and there were new bedding that his mother had taken from the cupboard on the floor, presumably to make the bed.
As for who should sleep in the bed, let the three of them decide for themselves.
Kitahara's mother stayed behind to tidy up the house, while Kanzaki Eri squatted beside her, opening her suitcase and taking out a change of clothes and a bath towel.
And the facial cleanser and body wash that keep her cute and all-natural.
She wore a white slip dress and white panties with small black butterflies at the front, but her bath towel was orange. "Where is the bathroom?"
Eri Kanzaki approached Hakuba Kitahara, who was checking if the air conditioner was working, and said something.
Tokyo is not like Hokkaido. If you don't turn on the air conditioning at night, you'll feel sticky and uncomfortable all over the next day.
Kitahara Hakuba likes to set the air conditioner to 25 degrees Celsius, but girls might set it a little higher, to 26 degrees Celsius.
"On the first floor."
Kanzaki Eri gently tugged at his sleeve and said, "I don't understand."
Kitahara Hakuba placed the air conditioner remote on the table. "Let's go, I'll take you downstairs."
Upon arriving on the first floor, the girl's footsteps behind me were very light.
"The clean clothes are kept in a bamboo basket by the door; it's quite spacious inside, and this area is a separate wet and dry zone."
Just as Kitahara Hakuba was "introducing" his bathroom, Kanzaki Eri held her small bottle of shower gel to her lips, blinked her bright, innocent eyes, and said:
"Here, you can use this."
Kitahara Hakuba paused for a moment, then quickly picked up a bottle of Nivea shower gel and said:
"No need, I already have one, and it's a men's one."
Kanzaki Eri took a step forward, her voice soft as a whisper, her eyes shimmering like reflections on a spring lake, sparkling with a girl's tenderness.
Let us smell the same.
.
Kitahara Hakuba's heart raced involuntarily. The girl in front of him was so cute that he couldn't help but want to touch and possess her.
No, no, Eri is a rabbit, so it's perfectly normal for her to want to pet a cute rabbit.
White Horse, take some time to adjust.
"No need, I'm allergic to lavender." Kitahara Hakuba smiled gently.
This is a lie; Shinomiya Haruka uses lavender shower gel at home.
The gentle smile on Kanzaki Eri's face gradually disappeared, replaced by a faint disappointment, as if one could hear the sound of the girl's expectations being shattered.
"Okay, hurry up and take a shower. I'm leaving. Remember not to soak in the bath for too long."
After saying that, Kitahara Hakuba closed the bathroom door.
Upon entering the kitchen, I found my father and Ai Kitahara washing dishes together.
"Dad, listen to me, these three older sisters are all so strange."
"What's strange?" Kitahara's father asked.
"They didn't treat their brother like they would a teacher."
What does it mean to treat a teacher properly?
"Didn't you say you wanted them to stay overnight? Normally, students don't stay at a teacher's house, especially a male teacher."
"They're not locals."
"They must be very rich. Aren't they comfortable staying in hotels?"
Kitahara's father paused in washing the dishes, then continued, "It's safer to stay overnight at the teacher's house."
Kitahara Ai clicked her tongue, squeezed out some dish soap, and said:
"Pfft, I think they're interested in my brother, but Eri probably doesn't. She's only staying because her friend is staying. That sister named Tsukiyo blushes whenever she sees my brother, she must like him!"
"I like you, Xiao Ai."
Kitahara Hakuba reached out and grabbed Kitahara Ai's head, performing a soul-absorbing technique.
"Stop guessing all the time."
Kitahara Ai's body trembled, and she almost dropped the plate in her hand: "What are you doing!"
"Don't make wild guesses, and besides, you put too much dish soap in," Kitahara Hakuba said.
"Then you wash it."
"go away."
The younger sister left her workstation with a coquettish expression, and Kitahara Hakuba took her place.
"Hakuma, I heard from your mother that you already have a girlfriend?" Kitahara's father asked.
"Yes, she owns a musical instrument shop. She's very talented and beautiful."
"Okay, I'll bring her back to visit another day."
I could faintly hear my father breathe a sigh of relief.
"There won't be any holidays after that; it'll probably be New Year's before we can have any more," Kitahara Hakuba said.
"You taught those three girls?"
"The kids in the wind band are all very talented."
Kitahara's father was silent for a moment, then said in a low voice, "It seems their relationship isn't very good?"
My father was a man of few words, but he was able to keenly observe the expressions of others as they spoke, and thus guess their inner emotions.
This is similar to what Hui Li did.
"Don't be like Kai Yoshito."
"would not."
Due to privacy and other issues, the names of the teachers involved will not be disclosed in detail in the report.
But this Kai Yoshito was a friend my father had known since middle school.
He had just graduated and went to work as a Mandarin teacher at a high school in Fukui Prefecture.
He is 23 years old and has a girlfriend in Tokyo who is also very beautiful. They have been dating for three years.
Later, a high school girl set her sights on him and launched a romantic offensive. At first, he dismissed her and taught her seriously that there should be clear boundaries between teachers and students. He often told his father that he was troubled by her actions.
Ultimately, however, his psychological defenses were breached by the girl's body, and the two of them got together and things quickly spiraled out of control.
For that female student, he used his position to falsify her grades, help her obtain scholarships and credits, and so on for personal gain.
Ultimately, the truth couldn't be hidden forever; his girlfriend found out and arrested him.
“I’m not him,” Kitahara Hakuba said dejectedly.
Having seen so many benefits without taking any action, he considered himself very determined.
"Just to warn you to be careful."
Kitahara's father frowned deeply, genuinely worried about his sons, "because they're all too beautiful."
23 years old, recent graduate, has a girlfriend, newly hired teacher, beautiful female student:
She and her son repeated each other in many ways.
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After clearing away the dishes, the father went upstairs to rest, while Kitahara Hakuba went to the balcony to look at his phone.
The residential street was quiet, as if the hustle and bustle of the daytime was a lie of the city, with many old houses and apartments among the buildings.
The teachers' seminar is near Meiji University's Izumi Campus. It starts at 8:30 tomorrow. It takes more than half an hour to get there by train from here.
Just in case, I'd better get up at seven.
"call
Kitahara Hakuba took a deep breath of the Tokyo night air, returned to the sofa, sat down, and looked up at the ceiling.
I'm home, but why do I feel so bored?
When I'm at work, I want to rest, but now that I finally have a break, I want to go back to work as soon as possible and get myself moving.
Could it be that he really possesses the golden attribute of "craftsmanship"?
A short while later, Nagase Tsukiyo came downstairs.
The girl was still wearing a dress, but she had taken off her socks, revealing her rounded toes, which, like her knees, were slightly pink.
"Is it laid out?" Kitahara Hakuba asked.
"Oh, I'm so sorry to trouble you, Uncle and Aunt."
Nagase Tsukiyo stood there thinking for a while, then chose to sit down next to him, but left a seat's width of space between them.
The girl's legs were long and shapely, exuding a natural and elegant beauty.
“It’s alright. Tomorrow is the music university’s open day at nine in the morning. Have the three of you discussed it?” Kitahara Hakuba asked.
For some reason, he always felt very relaxed when chatting with Nagase Tsukiyo.
Perhaps it was because the girl was so polite that Kitahara Hakuba received the respect a teacher should have from her.
Nagase Tsukiyo pulled her skirt up to cover her knees with both hands and said:
"Not yet, I might talk to the two of them tonight."
Since he was at home, Kitahara Hakuba sat very casually, crossing his legs and saying: