My love index is at its maximum.

The scent of her hair lingered in his nostrils, and he heard subtle, rustling sounds that were accompanied by delicate vibrations. He became somewhat dazed.

"It feels so relaxing, like a dream," Tsukasa Tazaki murmured.

Kana Shimamoto tilted her arm slightly toward his face, letting the muscles of her arm grip his cheek, and slowly rotated her fingers inside his ear.

"These are the whispers of angels. I want to sweep away all the earthly sounds that have lingered in your ears until now, and only let you hear this melodious sound."

She slowly leaned against Tsukasa Tazaki and breathed into his ear.

"Teacher, just ask me whatever you want to ask." Tsukasa Tazaki squinted comfortably. "No need to make it sound like you're trying to hypnotize me."

Kana Shimamoto was slightly taken aback, but the next moment her eyes, which were squinted into slits due to nearsightedness, revealed a determined gleam, like a predator facing its prey.

"Tazaki-san is so smart. From now on, your teacher will take good care of you."

As if to prove it, Shimamoto Kana let out a gentle laugh in his ear. Tazaki Tsukasa unconsciously shifted his body, only to touch the skin exposed at her neckline. Her sweet breath brushed against his earlobe, followed by the fragrance of flowers gently stimulating his nostrils.

Ugh, this woman is so tempting...

“I know a little about your relationship with Yui Kichikawa.” Kana Shimamoto pulled her hand out of his ear and then gently massaged his temples. “Tell me, how do you feel about him?”

"Look at it in two parts: one part is liking someone, but that person is already dead. The other part is indifference, and that indifference is who I am now."

The intonation was very peculiar, with words sometimes lengthened and sometimes shortened, as if blown up and down by the wind.

Kana Shimamoto hesitated for a moment: "Was it the dead who kissed her, or yours now?"

"Me now."

"Then the question arises: why would someone who feels nothing kiss another person?"

"I'd like to know too. Could you help me analyze this?" Tazaki Tsukasa leaned against her, his gaze fixed on the vast sky outside the window.

"I'm happy to serve Tazaki-kun." Shimamoto Kana rubbed his temples and said softly, "Now, the teacher is going to start throwing stones."

"I know about 'throwing stones to test the waters,' but what about 'throwing stones to smash things'?"

"It's like aiming at an unclear target and throwing stones. If you throw enough stones, you'll eventually get lucky and hit the target."

"bring it on."

Kana Shimamoto cleared her throat and asked, "How did you feel when you kissed her?"

After a moment's thought, Tsukasa Tazaki replied, "I won't feel that desire a second time."

"That would be an unpleasant experience."

"You could say that."

"What were you thinking before you kissed her?"

Tazaki Tsukasa gazed at the blue sky, closed his eyes thoughtfully, and after a moment, said with his eyes still closed, "I was thinking of the one who died."

Is there anything you want to say to him?

"No."

"Then why did you think of him?"

"I pity him."

Kana Shimamoto continued to look at his face, a heartwarming smile playing on her lips: "Because I pity him, I want to help him fulfill his unfinished last wish?"

Tazaki Tsukasa gently shook his head, feeling a soft touch on the back of his head. "Everything I did was for myself."

“This makes things even worse.” Shimamoto Kana released his temples, placed her hands together over his heart, and said, “It wasn’t for her last wish, nor because you liked her, yet you kissed her. Was it simply because she was pretty?”

“I don’t deny that’s one of the reasons…” Tazaki Tsukasa answered honestly, then added in a defensive manner, “But I think there’s a deeper reason. After all, I’m not a superficial person. In terms of beauty, Shimamoto-sensei is the most beautiful in my heart, but even if you tempt me, I won’t kiss you… well, unless you’re willing to get a divorce.”

"I love hearing you compliment my looks, but I don't like it when you say I can't seduce you." Shimamoto Kana gave him her signature gentle smile, her tone playful: "Want to try it now?"

Tazaki Tsukasa opened his eyes and glared at her: "Shimamoto-sensei, you're giving a student psychological counseling right now, but please don't use your position for personal gain. You should know that at my age, if you call the police, you'll be going to jail."

"He was quite calm, which impressed the teacher."

Kana Shimamoto gave him a curt compliment, then straightened up slightly, revealing her small feet that had been hidden under her buttocks. She changed from a kneeling to a side-sitting position.

Tazaki Tsukasa subconsciously looked at her feet. The very bottom of her black stockings was slightly transparent from being pushed up by her toes, and her toenails, painted with bright red nail polish, were faintly visible.

"It looks nice, I want to touch it."

"Just think about it." Shimamoto Kana stretched and touched his cheek with her finger. "It suddenly occurred to me that, in every way, Kikawa Yui is the person you understand best in this world, isn't she?"

Tsukasa Tazaki frowned, unable to find a rebuttal.

"Let's assume, teacher, that the person who died and you are two different people." Shimamoto Kana placed her hands on his heart again, speaking as if in a whisper, "Then, in the past, you were like an invisible ghost wandering around her. Year after year passed, and you watched her grow from a little girl into the beautiful young woman she is today. You knew her birthday, her daily routine, her moods. You knew Kikawa Yui better than anyone else, am I right, teacher?"

Tsukasa Tazaki closed his eyes for the moment.

Is it possible for one person to completely understand another?

How can I possibly grasp the essence of someone who has made sustained and substantial efforts over a long period of time?

"Teacher, it seems like you hit the target with that pebble." A joyful smile appeared on Shimamoto Kana's face. She squinted, reached for her glasses on the pillow and put them back on, then patted Tazaki Tsukasa on the shoulder: "Whether you give up or continue is up to you to decide."

"As expected of the gentlest teacher, Shimamoto." Tsukasa Tazaki turned around, touched her hair with his hand, and ran his fingers through her hair to her ear: "Your thoughtfulness is astonishing."

Kana Shimamoto hesitated for a moment, then obediently pressed her cheek against his palm: "Please let the tiger fill up your car with gas."

Tsukasa Tazaki asked with a smile, "Would you be willing to help, teacher?"

"Go find your tiger!"

Kana Shimamoto, wearing black stockings, left her leg imprint on his lower abdomen and kicked him off the bed.

With a thud.

Tazaki Tsukasa lay on the floor, angrily saying, "You've gotten so much out of me, but the massage just now wasn't a perk, it was just an exchange of equal value. So, Shimamoto-sensei, you still owe me a perk. When are you going to give it to me?"

"Tazaki-kun is really awful." Shimamoto Kana lay on the edge of the bed, looking at him with a wronged expression. "Are you really going to take advantage of me completely before you're satisfied?"

Tsukasa Tazaki patted his butt: "The kind of thing you wouldn't even spit out!"

Back in the classroom, the bell rang just as I was about to start the first class of the afternoon.

During class, Hoshino Hanami sneaked to the back door of the classroom several times. Only after observing that Tazaki Tsukasa's condition had returned to normal did she slowly relax.

But not being worried is one thing, being angry is another.

We have to beat him up!

Then I'll give him a haircut so that Grandma will have the impression that he's a well-behaved high school student.

After school in the afternoon, Hoshino Hanami went to the parking lot alone and sat in the driver's seat of the G-Class to wait.

She decided that for every extra minute she waited, she would punch Tsukasa Tazaki one more time.

Just as this thought crossed my mind, someone knocked on the car window.

Hoshino Hanami snorted coldly, rolled down the car window, and asked with a cold face, "What is it?"

"Excuse me, is this bus going to Sakura's family's house?"

"No, we're out of gas."

Tsukasa Tazaki laughed and said, "Please let the tiger fill up your car with gas."

Hoshino Hanami glared at him fiercely and ordered, "Get in the car!"

Chapter 139 The scumbag gets a haircut and gets beaten up.

The exceptionally bright summer sunset cast dappled shadows of tree branches onto the lawn in the courtyard. A Border Collie wagged its tail and chased dragonflies in the setting sun.

Tazaki Tsukasa sat upright on the stool, chewing on a lemon-flavored throat lozenge, with a haircutting cloth wrapped around his body.

Diagonally opposite, Hoshino Shikami lay on a canvas chair reciting English words, looking at him through the soles of her feet. Her smooth, white little feet swung back and forth, looking quite content.

This younger sister-in-law perfectly inherited all of her older sister's good qualities except for her intelligence. She has a fair and delicate oval face that's 90% similar to her sister's, with refined features and smooth skin. Her figure is also very beautiful; she's much taller than girls her age, and her breasts are as well-developed as her sister's, with a round and plump bottom when she's up.

Walking down the street with such a pair of beautiful sisters would definitely make you the target of curses from men all over the world, who would condemn you to impotence.

Tazaki Tsukasa crunched the throat lozenge a few times, feeling inexplicably smug.

"Let's begin."

Hoshino Hanami walked out of the house carrying her hairdressing tools.

"Sister..." the sister-in-law called out lazily, "Let's shave his head. Grandma loves the passionate, bald men of the Showa era."

"Hmm... I can consider it."

Hoshino Hanami picked up the scissors and began trimming Tazaki Tsukasa's overly thick hair.

"teacher……"

"Ok?"

"You're not really going to shave your head, are you? If you ask me, just cut it short..."

Hoshino Hanami lowered her head and asked in his ear, "Do you think you have the right to choose?"

"If you like it, big sister, you can cut it however you like!"

Under Hoshino Hanami's threat, Tazaki Tsukasa tried his best to smile as he gazed at the bright sunset in the distance.

"Snap, snap, snap"

The scissors opened and closed, and strands of hair slipped down her cheeks.

"teacher……"

"Ok?"

"So skilled, have you practiced?"

“When I was little, my mom always cut my hair, and I learned a little from her.” Hoshino Hanami pressed her slightly cool fingers against Tazaki Tsukasa’s forehead, lowering his head a little, and said while cutting his hair, “After my mom passed away, I took care of my dad’s and sister’s hair.”

"That's great, I can save money on haircuts from now on."

Hoshino Hanami was carefully trimming his bangs, very close to him, allowing Tazaki Tsukasa to observe her eyes, eyebrows, and sensual lips up close... the more he looked, the more he liked her.

"Do I really have to shave my head?" he asked with some concern.

"You absolutely have to cut it!" Hoshino Shikami closed her English book and looked over. "Sister, let me tell you, a lot of girls in our class are talking about this guy behind his back, so it's better to make him look ugly, so he won't create a bunch of rivals for you later."

Hoshino Hanami turned to look at her younger sister: "Have you finished memorizing the vocabulary?"