Practical teaching, all I want is your reward.

"..."

Ryuen Sho felt his sexual orientation was being questioned. He sneered and silently moved away from Suzuki Tetsu. Then he realized he was just burying his head in the sand and remained expressionless.

"You seem to have misunderstood me. Actually, I am interested in you, but not in the way you think." Long Yuanxiang stroked his chin. "Have you done anything like this before?"

"What did you do?" Suzuki Toru looked at him strangely.

"You signed a contract with the upperclassmen, right? I'm curious, how do you, a high school student who just entered school, have money?" Ryuen Sho thought about the start of the school year and tried to connect the dots. "It's hard to believe that a minor has millions of yen. Don't tell me you're also a Tokyo rich kid."

"There's no need to explain this to you. Even if I'm a young master from Tokyo, do I have to tell you?" Suzuki Toru found it absurd.

Long Yuanxiang looked at him for a while, seemingly finding it particularly amusing, and smiled with satisfaction: "Hehe, you reek of lying, just like that woman across from you."

Haruka Hasebe's expression froze. What did he mean by "the woman opposite him"?

"Suzuki, I don't know what you're thinking, but you don't seem to understand the situation. Playing house with a bunch of high school students here is no easy task."

Long Yuanxiang stood up, put his hands in his pockets, and smiled somewhat arrogantly.

"Whether it's you, Sakayanagi, or that guy Nagumo, you've all underestimated me a bit, especially you, Suzuki." He paused slightly, "Just a little reminder, someone wants you."

Suzuki Toru looked at him strangely. Someone wanted him?

"Could you please explain yourself more clearly?"

"Hahaha, beg me!" Ryuen Sho laughed loudly, then turned to Hasebe Haruka and the others and said, "You'd better not get too involved with him, because this guy will probably drop out of school soon, and continuing to be with him will have extremely terrible consequences."

After saying that, Long Yuanxiang strode away, leaving everyone puzzled.

The atmosphere became somewhat awkward, and Hasebe Haruka suddenly sighed.

"Is Xiao Che always entangled with this kind of person?"

From their perspective, Long Yuanxiang is probably a very strange person.

"Sorry for causing you trouble."

"Oh dear, it's okay. Actually, I really dislike this kind of person. They seem to be delinquents who particularly admire violence."

"So, Jiajia likes people who study?"

"I didn't say that!"

With the appearance of Haruka Hasebe, the awkward atmosphere quickly dissipated. Toru Suzuki treated them to some snacks, and the study session ended there.

However, Sakura Airi seems a bit pessimistic.

So, on the way back, Suzuki Tetsu took the initiative to strike up a conversation with her.

Is Airi worried about the exam?

His words startled Sakura Airi, who then came to her senses, lowered her head, and stammered, "N-nothing, I wasn't worried about the exam. Rin... Tetsu-kun taught very well."

As she spoke, the girl would occasionally glance around unconsciously, as if she was worried that someone might appear there.

Suzuki Tetsu immediately understood and whispered, "Is that pervert harassing you again?"

She was actually harassed every day, with all sorts of perverted remarks coming her way, but Sakura Airi didn't dare say it directly, so she could only vaguely reply, "Same as before, I'm sorry... I still can't do it..."

This online idol has become numb. No matter who it is, being harassed by a pervert every day will eventually lead to mental exhaustion, and they might even think about just destroying themselves.

However, what Sakura Airi found strange was that this pervert was more reassuring than the previous shop assistant, because he didn't send her any weird photos.

Sometimes, the other party would criticize her photography skills, scolding her for not being able to do photography well, and asking how she could become a super idol in the future.

For some reason, the other person really spoke very logically, and under their guidance, Sakura Airi felt that she had made a lot of progress recently.

Sakura Airi felt a little guilty. Even though the other person was instructing her, she secretly sent these photos to Suzuki Tetsu and asked him if they looked good.

Although the other party did have some skills, a pervert is still a pervert. He said he would bother her every day, saying that he could ejaculate five times by looking at her jade feet, and he even made her pat her little leather shoes, indicating that they were lunch boxes.

"It's okay, Airi has already tried her best." Suzuki Tetsu comforted his idol. He had been controlling the degree of his perversion, making Sakura Airi feel scared and embarrassed, but not terrified or desperate.

Sakura Airi blushed, still feeling shy about calling him by his name directly.

“However, dragging this out isn’t a solution. We need to find a way to lure them out.” Suzuki Tetsu’s face was grave. “Some perverts will become increasingly outrageous because you don’t resist. They might even take advantage of you when you’re alone to make a move.”

In an instant, Sakura Airi's face turned pale; in fact, this was the very issue she had been worrying about lately.

The other party seemed to know her whereabouts very well, and would often send strange messages, saying that her hairstyle was particularly cute today, or that she was too rude in drinking coffee.

This left Sakura Airi at a loss, constantly feeling like she was surrounded by perverts, with only Suzuki Tetsu offering her any reassurance.

"What...what should we do?" Sakura Airi had unconsciously moved closer to Suzuki Toru, her small hand gently tugging at his sleeve, her face full of worry.

"Let's go to your room first. I have a good idea." Suzuki Tetsu didn't want her to get used to the presence of this pervert, so now it was time to retaliate fiercely.

If they don't fight back, Suzuki Tetsu suspects that Sakura Airi will always think that being harassed by a pervert is perfectly normal.

"Eh? My room!?" Sakura Airi stammered, looking completely flustered, her pretty face flushed red.

Suzuki Tetsu suddenly remembered that he hadn't been to a girl's room yet.

Chapter 377 Strategies for Dealing with Perverts

"Excuse me today."

As Suzuki Tetsu walked from the entrance hall into the living room, he felt as if he had entered another world, since the rooms in the dormitory building were basically all the same. The first thing that caught his eye was the various girly decorations, and there was a warm fragrance unique to girls everywhere.

However, the room still reveals the owner's style; some strange clothes are carelessly thrown on the bed, and you can vaguely see off-white clothing.

The digital camera I saw last time was on the table, with many photos scattered around it. They must have been printed out by Airi Sakura to keep as keepsakes.

Because Suzuki Toru saw that she had pasted some landscape photos on the wall, and a corner of a photo album was sticking out of the storage box; it looked quite large.

"Wait a minute!" Sakura Airi blushed and ran to her bed, frantically packing her clothes like a tornado. These were the clothes she wore for the photoshoot, and she couldn't let Suzuki Toru see them.

Although she sometimes sends them to Toru Suzuki, it doesn't mean that Toru Suzuki can see these clothes in person.

Suzuki Toru sat at the table, picked up a few photos and looked at them. She didn't know when she had taken the photos of the sports festival, but she could see everyone warming up.

It wasn't a student from Class D; it must have been Sakura Airi who secretly took photos of other classes one afternoon.

Is this an attempt to commemorate his high school years?

Suzuki Toru flipped through a few more photos. Judging from the angles and lighting, Sakura Airi had clearly taken his advice to heart and was making rapid progress, with her work beginning to show artistic elements.

Well, I have to praise him, otherwise his master would be too ashamed to show his face.

When Suzuki Toru turned to a certain photo, he suddenly stopped. This back view, this profile, looks so familiar.

No, shouldn't he be the one stalking your idol? Why are you stalking this pervert instead?

The next moment, Sakura Airi snatched the photo from his hand, hid it behind her back, and looked at him with a flushed face. Before he could speak, she hurriedly explained, "N-no, it's not what you think... I sometimes... sometimes I accidentally take pictures of other people..."

Suzuki Toru didn't expose her lie, but asked, "Did anyone notice you when you were taking pictures?"

Sakura Airi quickly shook her head, then nodded, gesturing with her fingers: "Only a few students saw me. They don't recognize me. I was wearing a disguised trench coat and sunglasses."

"..."

Suzuki Tetsu looked at the clear stupidity in her eyes. In the sweltering heat, she put on a trench coat in front of everyone, which was practically the same as trying to hide something obvious.

Sakura Airi felt guilty. She put the photos back in her storage box and hid the digital camera to prevent Suzuki Toru from seeing anything he shouldn't have.

Actually, she didn't take many photos of Suzuki Toru; she would just occasionally see him from afar on the street and take a few pictures of him with her camera.

Furthermore, since Toru Suzuki did not refuse her, it means that filming was permissible.

Thinking about this made Sakura Airi feel much better.

Suzuki Toru naturally didn't blame her. Paparazzi are something that's impossible to guard against. They're holding cameras and snapping pictures randomly from a great distance. How could he possibly notice?

“I think it’s probably your camera that gave you away,” Suzuki Tetsu analyzed calmly. “Think about it, if you’re taking pictures of the scenery and someone accidentally sees it, they’ll definitely take another look. If they happen to be a fan of yours, it won’t be too difficult for them to recognize you.”

Sakura Airi thought it made a lot of sense and began to feel dejected. Although she was usually very careful and tried to avoid others, it was perfectly reasonable that even the shop assistants could recognize her, let alone the pervert who recognized her somewhere.

"However, the fact that the other party didn't notice you immediately suggests that he is not from your class. You probably don't have much contact with him. The fact that he knows so much about your situation suggests that he is probably a first-year student."

"The other party must have had the time and energy to follow you, which led them to discover your unusual relationship with the store clerk. Perhaps out of a sense of kinship, they became enraged and attacked the clerk."

"It's easy to figure out the mindset of this kind of extreme fan. It's not hard to see from his comments that he wants to possess you and thinks that Shizuku-chan belongs to him alone. He's a complete pervert."

Suzuki Tetsu said a lot, rebuking the pervert without batting an eye.

Listening to his analysis, Sakura Airi, though confused, whispered, "What should we do?"

“It’s simple. Since he wants to have Shizuku all to himself, he definitely can’t accept another man being by your side.” Suzuki Toru looked at her meaningfully. “For example, if I were in your room right now.”

Even though Sakura Airi hadn't changed her style yet, she still wore those dowdy glasses, had two braids hanging down her shoulders, and her bangs were unkempt, making her look like a gloomy woman.

However, upon closer inspection of the girl's appearance, it is not difficult to discern her true features: a delicate forehead and arched eyebrows, skin as smooth as jade, and especially noticeable, the high, rounded, and full shape of her breasts beneath her shirt, which seemed to be able to sink into the palm of one's hand.

Beneath the skirt, the girl's shapely and slender legs were encased in tight and delicate black over-the-knee stockings. The skin on her thighs was fair and soft, and her pert buttocks rested on her round and slender ankles, revealing a faint indentation in her hip line. Several toes, like strawberry daifuku, shone with a pinkish luster and wiggled restlessly.

Perhaps because of his gaze, Sakura Airi's cheeks flushed, and she dared not meet his eyes.

"If he finds out that I'm alone with you in a room right now, I'll probably be able to seduce him and make him show up. That kind of pervert definitely won't allow anyone to take Shizuku-chan from him."

"Ugh, I know, but... but please don't say that name again... It's so embarrassing..."

Sakura Airi covered her face, wishing she could disappear into a hole in the ground. She felt as if someone she knew was calling out her cringeworthy online nickname—it was so embarrassing!

"It does seem a bit inappropriate. It sounds better to call her Airi."

"Gu..."

Seeing her blushing face, Suzuki Toru smiled. These days, idols are so easily provoked; even introverted people can become idols…

Wait, this seems like a good idea?

Imagine if fans saw their beautiful idol looking shy in front of them—it might cause chaos, right?

Cute animal themes should have a market, and if you pair them with a good mother and a mischievous little devil, they might actually be a hit.

It feels like something's missing, a hot-blooded idiot?

Tsk, this sense of déjà vu is too overwhelming.

While idols who are good at promoting themselves can liven up the atmosphere, different idols need to be different and have different personas in order to maintain their popularity and be memorable.

283 Productions has several different idol groups, but Sakura Airi debuted as a gravure idol, and singing and dancing are not suitable for her. Moreover, Suzuki Toru doubted whether she had enough stamina to keep up with her companions.

If she were to debut, she would have to address Sakura Airi's academic and family issues.

"Um, Che-kun?"