My love index is at its maximum.

Tazaki Tsukasa lay comfortably on the sofa, observing her expression.

She seemed to be deep in thought, but it was definitely not a complex problem. Rather, she seemed to be immersed in warm memories of the distant past, with a faint smile occasionally appearing on her lips.

Her image is too perfect; her beauty lies not only in her appearance but also in her gentle and affectionate temperament. Every smile and frown is so captivating, evoking a natural sense of longing in people.

After the record finished playing, the room fell silent.

Meanwhile, Kana Shimamoto returned to the sofa, resting her chin on her hand, her head slightly tilted, her posture almost motionless. Outside the floor-to-ceiling window, a large azalea shimmered serenely in the moonlight.

After a long while, she seemed to suddenly remember something, turned around and looked at Tsukasa Tazaki: "Why aren't you saying anything?"

Tsukasa Tazaki replied, "I'm waiting for you to speak first, teacher."

"I don't know how to say it right now." Shimamoto Kana looked at him somewhat awkwardly, her slender, girlish fingers gently brushing aside a strand of hair that had fallen across her forehead.

"You can say whatever you want."

"Why don't you go first, Tazaki-san?"

Tsukasa Tazaki hesitated for a moment: "Are you sure you want me to speak first?"

"Mm." Shimamoto Kana nodded, a shy yet naturally gentle smile appearing on her face.

A glint flashed in his eyes, and Tazaki Tsukasa suddenly stretched out his arm, wrapped it around her slender waist, and pressed her down onto the sofa.

"Ah~"

What are you trying to do?!

Suddenly being forcibly embraced, Shimamoto Kana's snow-white cheeks quickly flushed red. She struggled a little, but was only held tighter.

"Shimamoto-sensei, what are you thinking?" Tazaki Tsukasa stared intently into her slightly flustered eyes. "You dressed up so nicely, invited me to this restaurant with such high privacy, and didn't mention joining the kendo club at all. Are you trying to seduce me first and then tell me what's going on?"

"We can talk about the kendo club later..." Shimamoto Kana placed her hands on his chest, her voice aggrieved, "Could you please let me go first?"

"No."

Why?

"Since it's an affair..."

Tazaki Tsukasa paused, a frivolous smile playing on his lips: "Then naturally we'll take the excitement to the extreme."

"..." Shimamoto Kana stared in astonishment, her heart filled with unease.

On the one hand, it's because I went too far and felt a bit annoyed.

On the other hand, I found the little boy's idea of ​​"carrying the excitement through to the end" very appealing.

in the end……

Can it really go all the way?

“Shimamoto-sensei…” Tsukasa Tazaki reminded her, “If you remain silent, I’ll take that as a yes.”

"Eh?"

Kana Shimamoto blinked, then realized what she meant and hurriedly shook her head: "I disagree! I disagree!"

"Then please explain what you've done!" Tsukasa Tazaki pressed down on her, his eyes fixed on hers with a menacing gaze: "Otherwise, I can't guarantee my self-control."

"Let me go first..." Shimamoto Kana raised her fist and tapped his chest, weak and powerless.

"Speak first!"

"..." Shimamoto Kana forced a calm smile, then blushed and asked, "Tazaki-san, could you tell me why you like the teacher?"

"Beautiful appearance, gentle and intellectual, long and smooth hair, long legs, slim waist and big breasts, and most importantly, black stockings, uniform and glasses!" Tsukasa Tazaki listed a bunch of reasons, and added, "In my heart, Shimamoto-sensei is the perfect female role model."

Kana Shimamoto looked surprised: "Such a high evaluation?"

“Yes,” Tsukasa Tazaki replied, “Your appearance and figure are very special and precious to me.”

"That's so sweet." Shimamoto Kana smiled gently, then bit her lip slightly: "If I were still single, would Hoshino-sensei be out of the picture?"

"I can't say that." Tsukasa Tazaki pulled out a hand, raised his index finger to his lips, and gently shook his head. "What's done is done. All I can say now is that no one can shake Hoshino-sensei's place in my heart."

"You're holding me right now..."

Kana Shimamoto pouted, feeling wronged. The more she thought about it, the angrier she became. She couldn't help but reach out and pinch his cheek: "How can you say such shameless things so confidently?"

"I'm a total jerk..." Tsukasa Tazaki silently berated himself.

After a few seconds of silence, Shimamoto Kana asked with a smile, "In your heart, who is more beautiful, me or Hoshino-sensei?"

“Both are beautiful,” said Tsukasa Tazaki. “Shimamoto-sensei is an intellectual beauty with depth, while Hoshino-sensei has an ethereal, otherworldly charm. They are equally beautiful.”

Kana Shimamoto pouted in dissatisfaction: "Your tone clearly implies that Hoshino-sensei is better."

"Oh, right, I also have a question for the teacher," Tazaki Satoshi changed the subject, "Why did the teacher show me such special favor from the very beginning?"

"This is a complicated issue that involves the teacher's private life."

"I want to hear it."

"It's both smelly and long."

Tsukasa Tazaki reached out and touched her cheek with his fingertips: "I have patience."

Kana Shimamoto closed her eyes, feeling the warmth of his fingertips.

"It's so warm," she said cheerfully, "like the spring sunshine on the lawn."

"Then wouldn't I become the sun?"

"Hmm... Tazaki-san is indeed the sun for many people."

Tsukasa Tazaki smiled and, mimicking the way she had detected his lies last time, extended her hand: "Let's begin!"

Kana Shimamoto's expression froze for a moment, then her body tensed instantly.

"Take it away..."

"This is a method my teacher taught me, and I'm putting it into practice."

Shimamoto Kana shifted uncomfortably, and finding she couldn't break free, she sighed in frustration: "You're already a genius student, can't you stop being so studious and give the other students and teachers a break?"

Tsukasa Tazaki reluctantly let go of his hand.

It feels amazing, just like freshly baked, warm, soft bread.

Kana Shimamoto glared at him irritably: "Can't you lie down properly?"

"it is good."

Tsukasa Tazaki rolled over, letting her lean against the inside of the sofa, while he lay down on his side on the outside.

The sofa wasn't very spacious, and it was a bit cramped for the two of them to lie down. Shimamoto Kana's nose was pressed against his chest, and her hand was on his waist. To avoid falling off, Tazaki Tsukasa had to put his right arm around her back and his left hand on her shoulder.

Right under her nose was her jet-black, lustrous hair, which had a fresh and pleasant fragrance.

Rarely having the opportunity for intimate contact, Tsukasa Tazaki wasn't in a hurry. He half-closed his eyes, feeling the soft, warm body, and his mood was extremely pleasant.

Kana Shimamoto buried her face in his chest, her eyes closed as she pondered something, her eyelashes occasionally trembling slightly.

About three minutes and twelve seconds later, she slowly opened her eyes: "I envy your life now, unlike mine, which is so routine and extremely boring."

Tsukasa Tazaki asked curiously, "Didn't you always say that it was pitiful for me to be alone in the library reading books?"

"That's just my subjective opinion. Only the person involved has the right to say whether you're pitiful or not. Do you think you're pitiful?"

Of course not.

"That's right."

Kana Shimamoto looked up at him, and a serene smile, like a newly risen crescent moon, reappeared on her lips.

So beautiful.

Tazaki Tsukasa couldn't help but hold his breath, afraid that a single breath would blow away that perfect smile.

Even with her dignified appearance and striking charm, Kana Shimamoto's beauty is not particularly ostentatious, nor is it self-satisfied or dazzling. Instead, it flows directly into your heart like spring water gushing from a rock crevice, telling you everything about herself in your most tender spot without any impurities.

Kana Shimamoto stared into his eyes for a while, then lowered her head and said softly, "My husband is gay."

Chapter 179 We still don't know when Shimamoto stocks will go online.

Tazaki Tsukasa put his arm around her waist and thought for a moment, then suddenly realized, "I understand, Shimamoto-sensei means I should go, right? So that he'll give up the marriage, and then you... Ouch, that hurts!"

"Don't talk nonsense, can't you be serious for once!"

"Oh, so you want me to help you with your physiological needs... Hey, why are you pinching the same spot again!"

Shimamoto Kana grabbed his cheeks in annoyance and pulled them apart forcefully: "I'm talking to you about my feelings, not playing a fun quiz game with you!"

"Okay, please continue." Tsukasa Tazaki gently stroked her cheek with his fingertips; it was soft and warm there.

Kana Shimamoto released her grip, a gentle smile returning to her face.

“Teacher, your family is quite well-off…” She nuzzled Tazaki Tsukasa’s chin with her head and continued, “Your father is a university professor and your mother runs a publishing house. You received a very good education from a young age and did well in all aspects of your studies. You graduated from Keio University at the age of twenty-two.”

"No wonder the teacher has such an elegant demeanor; it turns out her family are all intellectuals."

"They really are a family that looks perfect."

Kana Shimamoto squinted her eyes as if recalling something, paused for a long time, and then pouted her lips and said, "It was only shortly after graduation that my father was involved in a scandal with a female student and was suspended from his job at the school, and my mother's publishing house was also punished with suspension of business due to tax issues."

"And then your husband showed up?" Tsukasa Tazaki reached out and pinched her earlobe. The earlobe was cute, soft, and fleshy, and felt wonderful to the touch.

"Ah."

Kana Shimamoto responded softly, her lips slightly parted as if in a sigh: "He didn't hide anything and readily admitted that everything was his doing."

Tsukasa Tazaki paused for a moment, then remarked, "It feels like victory is within reach."

“He was a student my father had taught, so he was quite familiar with the situation of the teacher’s family.”

"Precision strike!"

"That's true."

Kana Shimamoto lowered her head and leaned weakly against him: "At the time, he was in the crucial period of running for Tokyo Metropolitan Assembly, and coincidentally, someone took a picture of him. In order to quell the storm of public opinion, he orchestrated this. For me, life ended at the age of twenty-two. The rest of my life is just a movie that keeps playing on repeat, but I have to accept this kind of life and I can't fast forward."

"Poor Shimamoto-sensei." Tsukasa Tazaki gently touched her nose.

Kana Shimamoto slowly shook her head, bit her lip, and then smiled again: "Anyway, I didn't have a choice back then. My family was pressuring me, and at that time I was neither strong nor independent. I was just pushed forward by reality."