My love index is at its maximum.

"without!"

A young and beautiful female teacher can always create a lively atmosphere in the classroom.

After explaining the teaching arrangements for the entire semester, Hoshino Hanami started the discussion about the class program for the cultural festival.

Will my little cutie be able to make it back in time...? Tazaki Tsukasa leaned against the wall, thinking of Ninomiya Shiori, who was far away in Hokkaido. She had always wanted to experience the vibrant school life of a Tokyo high school student; how regrettable it would be if she missed it!

As I pondered, my thoughts drifted back to the activities of the cultural festival itself.

Those who are used to watching Japanese anime know that school festivals always arrive with the arrival of autumn; and when it comes to school festivals, they represent the rich and colorful Japanese high school life.

But for Tsukasa Tazaki, who adheres to aloofness, this was a boring and exhausting holiday.

Ahem, I've gone off on a tangent.

While real-life Japanese school festivals may not be as extravagant as those in anime, each school still puts considerable effort into their preparations. From classrooms converted into haunted houses, food courts, discount markets, and research exhibition halls, a diverse array of cultural performances are sure to follow.

The rules of Kitagawa Private Academy stipulate that every class and club must participate in the cultural festival. Classes mainly participate in activities such as competitions, games, and cultural performances. Clubs are responsible for the preparation and publicity of the cultural festival, as well as exhibiting and selling handicrafts during the festival.

The more Tsukasa Tazaki thought about it, the more his head ached.

There are only two people in the ATF department!

Moreover, the minister is a lazy bum!

Tazaki Tsukasa would bet that during the preparations for this cultural festival, she would definitely push all the work onto the only member, while she herself would sit on the sidelines drinking tea, reading books, and making sarcastic remarks!

As the bell rang, Hoshino Hanami gave him a malicious glare before leaving the classroom.

Tsukasa Tazaki obediently lifted his foot and followed.

Her long, glossy black hair that reached her waist, her sexy figure accentuated by her uniform, and the glimpses of her fair skin peeking out from between her knee-high socks and short skirt with each movement of her legs—all these things made one's imagination run wild.

Tsukasa Tazaki used to be a pantyhose fan.

But ever since he met Hoshino Hanami, he has vaguely become a fan of suspenders and over-the-knee stockings.

Over-the-knee socks are the best socks in the world!

The little girl looks even cuter in it.

The pretty girl looks even more youthful in it.

The older sister looks even sexier in it.

It showcases the smooth lines of the legs while providing ample breathing space, and it can be paired with a wide variety of outfits to the maximum extent.

Everyone should love over-the-knee socks!

Upon arriving at the staff office, Hoshino Hanami sat cross-legged on a chair, reaching for food from a drawer as she asked, "You have to do your part for the project related to Class F's participation in this year's cultural festival!"

"Teacher, there are only two people in the ATF department..."

"I don't care, how you deal with Sakura is your business." Hoshino Hanami tossed him a few pieces of Mihagi Mochi. "As a member of Class F, you have to earn back my face."

"..." Tsukasa Tazaki tore open the packaging and took a bite. The sweet glutinous rice dessert tasted very good.

While eating, I subtly shifted my gaze downwards to the "absolute territory" (area of ​​skin).

"boom!"

Hoshino Hanami angrily slammed the lesson plan on his head: "Be serious and show the respect you should have for your teacher!"

“I said, Tazaki…” the English teacher next door poked her head out, “Hoshino-sensei is always so fierce, why don’t you transfer to our class?”

“I agree,” Hoshino Hanami replied with a smile.

"I disagree!" Tsukasa Tazaki reiterated. "I will always be Hoshino-sensei's person. By the way, Morisawa-sensei, I have a question. Did Ninomiya-kun tell you when he's coming back to school?"

"No." Naoko Morisawa gave him a scrutinizing look. "I'm warning you, Ninomiya is the darling of our class. Don't you dare try anything with her, you scumbag who plays with girls' feelings!"

"That's a rumor..." Tsukasa Tazaki's voice sounded weak and listless.

Hoshino Hanami gave a cold laugh and glared at him with sharp eyes: "Go back to the classroom and don't embarrass me here!"

My older sister is so scary...

Tazaki Tsukasa dashed back to the classroom, and the first lesson of the new semester began.

As I listened...

He rested his cheek on his right hand, his gaze fixed on the Yotsuya street scene outside the window.

Under the deep, clear autumn sky, you can clearly see the gleaming office buildings, the trams flowing into Yotsuya Station like toys, and the oak leaves slowly turning yellow.

A flock of crows swept across the wire fence of the tennis court, a few feathers fluttering lightly in the wind.

very nice.

Tazaki Tsukasa thought to himself, "I'm back to the peaceful school life!"

Chapter 234 The stage play project of Class 1-F... Tsukasa Tazaki would rather die than perform!

The first week of school quickly came to Friday, and the brand-new textbooks were soon filled with notes.

During lunch break, the campus was bustling with people.

Tazaki Tsukasa walked up the elevated corridor leading to the cafeteria, with Murakami Mizuiro by his side as usual.

"Murakami, could you please excuse me from my swimming lesson this afternoon?"

"I'm not going either."

"Hey, you're skipping your favorite lesson on specific truths?"

"Isn't it because I heard there's been a peeping tom in the women's locker room lately?"

"What business is it of yours what women's changing room is?"

"I'm afraid of being recognized."

"..." Tsukasa Tazaki took out his phone and dialed 110.

"Hey, don't hit me!" Murakami Mizuiro grabbed him, swearing to the sky with one hand, "I didn't see any, I didn't see a single one, I just walked around the entrance a few times!"

Do you think the police will believe your nonsense?

"Seriously, I just enjoy the thrill of potentially getting caught. Who cares about looking at their bodies!"

“Murakami-kun, take my advice.” Tsukasa Tazaki put down his phone and patted his shoulder earnestly: “Every quirk has its corresponding punishment.”

"Understood." Murakami Mizuiro nodded to show he understood, then changed the subject: "But there's another saying that's also very good: going to jail is the only way out for young people these days."

Tazaki silently took out his phone, intending to send him on his way ahead of time.

"No... just kidding, just kidding, bro, you'd better put your phone away."

Upon entering the cafeteria, the two ordered set meals and ate in a corner by the window, with flyers left by previous students on the table.

Tazaki Tsukasa glanced at it briefly; it was a recruitment flyer issued by the student council for the formation of executive committee members for the school festival, hoping that various clubs could contribute some manpower to assist in the preparation and promotion of the entire school festival.

"Tasaki, tell me, should I start a relationship?" Murakami Mizuiro asked, holding up a flyer.

Tazaki Tsukasa, eating a crispy fried pork cutlet, said, "Ask your parents about whether or not you should date."

“I have no parents!” Murakami Mizuiro took a big bite of the fried pork cutlet, golden breadcrumbs falling off. “Who would love an orphan like me, fallen to the bottom? Come on, Tazaki, quickly finish the sentence.”

"Speak properly, don't always throw in a few words of Cantonese and English!" Tsukasa Tazaki protested for the nth time.

“Yes, sir!” Murakami Mizuiro swallowed the fried pork cutlet, looking like he hadn’t changed his ways.

Tazaki Tsukasa sipped his miso soup, then looked up from the bowl and said, "You should go find someone to date, so you don't keep bothering me all the time. I'm afraid people will misunderstand our relationship if this continues."

"Do we need to misunderstand our relationship? Everyone knows I'm Tazaki-san's only male..."

"Stop!"

"Oh, then let's date." Murakami Mizuiro shoveled rice into his mouth and mumbled, "How do I win a girl's heart?"

"Like me."

"If I were like you, would I even need to ask?"

“That makes sense.” Tsukasa Tazaki nodded. “Since you can’t make everyone like you like me, then it depends on who you want to pursue.”

"I haven't decided yet."

"Not even a single target?"

"Ah."

After thinking for a moment, Tsukasa Tazaki asked, "Didn't you always tell me that your soccer team's female manager is very nice? Why don't you give it a try?"

“Her?” Murakami Mizuiro quickly waved his hand. “I’ve always regarded her as an older sister.”

"That's alright."

"It's related, but if you're too familiar with someone, you won't feel anything."

“I also have an older brother like that, but I still felt something when she forcibly kissed me.”

"Who?" Murakami Mizuiro looked up, her expression full of gossip.

"Sukawa Yui."

"Childhood sweetheart turned into the older brother?" Murakami Mizusaka was stunned for a few seconds, then shook her head and muttered, "Loser, loser..."

After lunch, the two walked towards the club building.

Almost all the students walking down the corridor had smiles on their faces, their conversations filled with the lingering excitement of the start of the school year and anticipation for the upcoming school festival.

The sound of the brass band practicing could be heard coming from the club building.

Tazaki Tsukasa seemed to recognize the melody; it sounded like the theme song from Lupin III. He started humming along. Just then, Murakami Mizuiro leaned closer and, amidst the noise, said, "Hey, how about your ATF club sets up a maid café for this year's cultural festival? I'll definitely be there to support you."

"Don't even think about it!"

“That’s true, it’s really difficult to convince Kuriyama to wear a maid outfit.”

"It's not difficult at all!"

"Then why did you reject my offer?"

"The minister's maid outfit can only be worn by me, Tsukasa Tazaki!"

Several girls walking from the opposite direction gave Tsukasa Tazaki strange looks, then glanced behind him before lowering their heads and quickening their pace to leave.