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However, the girl seemed a little nervous and didn't notice Kerry's displeasure. Instead, she nervously clenched her fists.

Kerry was somewhat puzzled. What kind of otherworld was this?

The newly appointed teacher is suddenly stopped by some strange female students after school. Will the next episode tell him that as a teacher, he has to satisfy the special fetishes of some rich girls in their school?

However, seeing the other person's face, which was completely devoid of expression, Kerry did not refuse, but nodded instead.

Kerry then followed the girl, who called herself Satsuka Nao, to a small hut. Kerry noticed that she kept looking around the whole time.

"Phew! Those guys shouldn't come any closer."

The girl seemed to finally breathe a sigh of relief after Kerry got off the bus.

Kerry took out his key and pushed open the wooden door. He didn't go in, but waited in front of the door until the other person turned on the light before stepping inside.

The smell that had been there from the beginning grew stronger and stronger, but Kerry was certain that it wasn't a special stench; it was just plain rotten.

As soon as Kerry entered the house, he saw several things at the entrance that made him frown.

Canned herring, blue cheese, a large vat for pickling stinky tofu, and a big pot sitting on the counter, bubbling with green bubbles.

The first thing Nao Sadatsuka did upon returning to the house was to close the door. Then she rushed to the kitchen counter, stirred the iron pot, and sprinkled in some powder that Kree couldn't recognize.

Then she finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Hug...sorry..."

Nao Satsuka seemed to realize then that she had brought a stranger into the room with her, and she became even more nervous, but she still spoke in a trembling voice.

"Excuse me, teacher, are you someone the school hired to deal with those people?"

"Those people?" Kerry asked, very curious about what he found interesting.

Nao Satsuka pursed her lips, took a deep breath in this godforsaken place where even Kree felt like giving up on breathing, and pushed open the door at the back of the house with a certain determination.

"Teacher, please look."

Kerry initially thought nothing of it; he'd seen it all before. But what he saw surprised him.

In the small room of the wooden cabin, all sorts of photos were densely packed together, and the central figure in all of them was the same person—Erina Nakiri.

The varying degrees of sharpness, some blurry and some clear, seem to indicate that the photographer's skills have improved step by step. However, the angles of the photos are all strange and do not resemble normal shooting at all.

Kerry also saw a bunch of things that looked like recording pens, a figure that had been sculpted but not yet painted, and telescopes of various magnifications.

Looking at the scene before him, Kerry couldn't help but sigh.

Good heavens! If the Moon Forest Girl Special Agent had this kind of initiative, she would have already figured out the origin of the beer that Saki's dad bought when he left the group, let alone why she left.

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Chapter Fifty-One is about a female character! Everyone, retreat immediately!

Kerry looked around the room, and even Nao Satsuka seemed to feel ashamed, so she straightened her chest and blocked Kerry's view.

"Teacher, please don't look around."

Well, it doesn't seem like she's ashamed; she has no sense of shame whatsoever. She's just hoarding her food.

"I asked you to keep an eye on things, teacher, just so you would understand that I am a loyal dog who is wholeheartedly protecting Lady Erina, and because I have been protecting Lady Erina for a long time, I know a lot about many things in the school and secret places."

As Kerry listened to the female student say without batting an eye that she was Erina's dog, and even her mother didn't stop speaking, he couldn't help but feel a little flustered. Kerry felt that although he wasn't really a teacher here, he could still give that old man Senzaemon some advice, such as that in addition to teaching cooking skills, he should also do some spiritual and cultural education for the students.

Isn't she just a perverted lesbian who stalks his granddaughter 24/7?

He's genuinely unafraid that one day his beloved granddaughter might wake up and suddenly find someone covering her with a blanket.

The other person kept saying, "How can you be so heartless? You should be saying thank you, not why I'm in your house!"

"Teacher, please don't have any bad intentions. Answer my question first: were you sent by the school to deal with those people? Only then can I continue talking to you." Nao Satsuka emphasized the question she had asked earlier.

Kerry acknowledged what the other person was saying and nodded.

“Very good, I understand. I’ll go tell the commander-in-chief right now that someone is secretly filming his granddaughter every day, and then call your parents over for a proper three-way meeting.”

Seeing Kerry turn to leave, Nao Satsuka panicked and immediately rushed up to hug Kerry's leg.

"Wait! Teacher, you can't do that! You can't!"

Don't tell my family or the Commander-in-Chief! I'll do anything I can!

"Can do everything?" Kerry turned around.

Nao Satsuka looked into the other person's sinister smile, her pupils dilating little by little, but she still nodded.

"Then I order you to disclose your app usage and online shopping records to your parents."

"Teacher, why don't you just kill me?"

...

A few minutes later, Kerry, also curious about what information this extraordinary spy had about the woman, asked her to tell him everything he knew.

When Nao Satsuka saw that Kerry actually responded to the question, she breathed a sigh of relief, realizing that she hadn't chosen the wrong person.

"It's like this, that day, while Erina was taking a bath, I sneaked into the bathhouse, intending to slip my 28th love letter of the day into her change of clothes while I was close enough to smell them. Then that stinky woman Hisako Shinomiya caught me red-handed..."

"Ahem!" Kerry coughed, interrupting the heavyweight's speech.

"Student, get to the point."

"That's the key point!" Nao Satsuka clenched her fists, looking indignant.

"Back in middle school, I got into a fight with that jerk Hisako Shinomiya because I followed Erina-sama around and protected her every day. I ended up losing to her in a food battle and was told not to get within 50 meters of Erina-sama. So now I can only protect Erina-sama from a distance every day!"

Food battles are the underlying logic of this school, and also the simplest way for chefs to resolve disputes internationally. Just like ancient duels, two chefs find a notary and then compete in cooking.

There's even an international organization called the WGO (World Organisation for the Promotion of International Governance) specifically for adjudicating the results of matches.

"It's amazing that someone can describe stalking in such a refined and elegant way." Kerry couldn't stand it anymore. He now felt that the smell in the room wasn't the stench of fermented food at all, but rather the damp, lesbian scent emanating from this BYD.

"It wasn't tailing! It was protection! Protection! And then that day, after I was chased away by that stinky red-haired guy again, I was preparing to look for bushes nearby to observe whether Lady Erina would encounter any thugs while taking a bath, but I unexpectedly bumped into two people."

At this point, Nao Satsuka's expression showed some apprehension.

"I often see those two around Lady Erina. They are followers who fawn over Lady Erina, just like that stinky milk cow Mito Ikumi. I know that Lady Erina doesn't want to pay any attention to these people at all, but as the future successor of Totsuki Culinary Arts, Lady Erina has to maintain basic social interactions with these second-generation leaders of various groups and ensure her central position among them."

“Hello, I’m not playing The Witcher 3. You don’t need to reveal your inner thoughts when you’re talking.” Kerry couldn’t help himself again.

"Don't interrupt me!" Nao Satsuka's thoughts were pulled back from that day, and she was a little annoyed. Her red eyes, hidden by her hair, stared at Kerry for a while, but she still shook her head.

"That day, out of curiosity, I hid in the bushes to eavesdrop on what they were saying to Lady Erina."

Then I overheard them talking about some kind of cult, and that they absolutely had to drag Lady Erina into it...

As she spoke, Nao Satsuka also drifted into memories.

She was very wary after hearing such content.

How dare they try to poison Lady Erina! I'll expose them!

If I protect Lady Erina just once, she'll definitely change her opinion of me! And that jerk Hisako will be speechless with anger towards me!

With this in mind, she used her skilled tracking techniques to follow the two men after they left.

After discovering that the other party had entered a dormitory, she approached and confirmed the location. The next day, while the dormitory supervisor was out buying groceries, she sneaked over and, after confirming that the room was made of wood, she disregarded the mess and hid in the basement of the room with a recording pen.

And they would hide for several hours at a time.

Until everyone on the other side returned.

Through the slightly gapped wooden floor, the yellow light from the room shone on her spot. Occasionally, dust would fall through the gaps, but she didn't care; she was only focused on getting evidence against those people.

However, what she heard next was something she had never imagined before.

It seems that the people cooked the meal first, and then after a while, more and more people filled the room.

Hiding underground, Nao Satsuka could tell that those people were not permanent residents of the dormitory; they were all from outside. The conversations of the people above were very chaotic, and she could only try her best to glean some useful information from them.

"What happened to those two women from last time? Has the school found out?"

"It's alright. We made it look like they couldn't handle the academic pressure and jumped off a building to commit suicide. Anyway, this kind of thing happens a lot at Totsuki Academy. Aren't there plenty of people who are expelled and can't take it anymore and end their own lives every year?"

Chapter Fifty-Two: This...is it right?

Hearing those words, Nao Satsuka, a security guard with a disciplinary role similar to the school's disciplinary committee, immediately thought of the suicide incident that had occurred at the school before and became nervous.

What? You're asking why a pervert like her, who stalks people 24/7, can become a disciplinary committee member? As everyone knows, disciplinary committee members are the least disciplined group of people.

Then she overheard their subsequent conversation.

"By the way, how are your preparations going regarding bringing Lord Nakiri into the order? This is the priest's decision."

"Not yet, we still need time, at least until Miss Nakiri can witness the miracle."

"Why does that woman have to join? That kind of person who tramples on other people's dreams..."

"We can better control Japan by bringing her in. When the time comes, all we need to do is kill that old devil Senzaemon Nakiri and let her inherit the Totsuki Group, and our strength will increase by a lot."

A plot to...murder the Commander-in-Chief?!

Nao Satsuka was frightened after hearing this, but she forced herself to continue listening despite her fear.

Despite her fear, she also felt that if she succeeded this time, she might really win over Lady Erina's favor.

She had already begun to fantasize about licking Erina-sama's jade-like feet, which tasted like the finest yokan (sweet bean jelly), while Hisako Shinoto knelt beside her like a lost dog, crying. Heh! That's the expression I want to see!

So she forced herself to keep quiet and continued listening.

However, it wasn't long before the people in the room noticed something was wrong.

"Wait, do you guys smell something strange?"

"Yes, it sounds like it's coming from under the floor."

Because her specialty is pickling and stewing, she has been handling these ingredients for so long that she has almost become pickled and flavorful herself. Just like how Kerry couldn't accept her getting close at first, she was quickly exposed even though there was only a wooden board between them.

Upon realizing she had been exposed, Nao Satsuka lifted her skirt and ran away.

...

"I don't know if they saw my back, but just in case, I applied to skip class for cooking research these past few days, and I've already failed the test for it."