My love index is at its maximum.

"Say!"

"Come and get me out of here!"

"Huh?" Murakami Mizuiro blinked. "You've been kidnapped?"

“I think I might die tonight…” Tsukasa Tazaki quietly turned around, but the two teachers had already disappeared. He quietly raised his phone so that Mizuiro Murakami could see the girls behind him. “If you don’t come to save me, you’ll see at least five of me after tomorrow.”

Murakami's face darkened: "You're showing off, aren't you!"

"You've misunderstood, I'm in real danger right now..."

"duo~"

Tsukasa Tazaki returned to the dining table in despair.

"Where did the two teachers go?" he asked, then picked up his glass and took a sip of juice.

"Back to my room." Kuriyama Sakura was eating lobster sashimi. Because the wasabi was so strong, she was sweating profusely. Tazaki Tsukasa noticed a strand of long hair beautifully stuck to her fair face.

"I feel that once they get out, it will be my death day."

"You brought this on yourself."

Kuriyama Sakura covered her mouth with a napkin, a hint of a smile appearing in her clear eyes.

"Let me make this clear in advance, I won't help Kiki!" Shiori Ninomiya said, sweating profusely as she ate the hot seafood soup.

The adorable girl, who had never celebrated Christmas before, was very satisfied with tonight's dinner party. She was also quite excited about what would happen to Tsukasa Tazaki next—as long as he didn't die, that was fine.

“I’ll finish him off,” Yui Kichikawa said without looking up.

“I’m just like Kikawa-san.” Kuriyama Sakura said to Tazaki Tsukasa, resting her chin on her hand. “Tazaki-san, I will try my best to make sure you don’t see the sun tomorrow.”

"How come I've been abandoned by everyone just because I answered a phone call?" Tsukasa Tazaki felt very hurt.

"And there's Shikami!" Hoshino Shikami raised her little fist to comfort Tazaki Tsukasa, "If they won't help you, Shikami will!"

"It turns out that Shikami is the best to me?" Tsukasa Tazaki was a little touched. At the beginning, the little fool had a "wife-stealing feud" with him, but now he has become his only support. The relationship between people is really unpredictable.

“Shikami,” Kuriyama Sakura frowned respectfully, “aren’t you afraid that Hanami-nee will make you kneel as punishment when you get back?”

"Huh?" Hoshino Shikami exclaimed belatedly, and quickly bowed to Tazaki Tsukasa: "Tazaki, you'd better figure out a way yourself. Shikami is neutral."

"It's alright, as long as I know how Shikami feels." Tsukasa Tazaki smiled with relief.

Kuriyama Sakura scrutinized his face: "So you're that kind of person."

"A fearless boy!" Tsukasa Tazaki gave his answer with a smug grin.

“You bastard who deceives innocent girls,” Kuriyama Sakura retorted.

“A pervert who enjoys bullying others,” Yui Kichikawa added.

Tazaki Tsukasa turned to look at Ninomiya Shiori, wondering if she wanted to join in with a curse.

Shiori Ninomiya rested her finger on her chin and pondered, "A masochist who likes to be abused by beautiful women?"

"...Please respect my dignity and don't trample on it!" Tsukasa Tazaki couldn't help but protest. "Who deceives innocent girls, who enjoys bullying others, and who is a masochist?"

The three beautiful girls simultaneously stretched out their hands, pointing directly at the only man present.

"...I can't be bothered to argue with you!" Tsukasa Tazaki guiltily picked up his glass and gulped down a mouthful of juice.

Just then, Shimamoto Kana's door suddenly opened.

The two teachers came out hand in hand.

"Cough cough~"

The sweet juice instantly had an effect comparable to wasabi, and Tsukasa Tazaki coughed up tears from the choking.

Chapter 319 The beautiful and pure bride can kill.

Soft light was reflected in the opaque glass window.

Kana Shimamoto lifted her skirt and walked slowly towards them.

The four girls gasped when they saw her.

Upon seeing Hoshino Hanami's expression, they couldn't help but cover their mouths, their pupils widening in astonishment. They didn't even gasp, forgetting to breathe; the entire living room fell into a profound silence.

Tsukasa Tazaki was speechless.

He relaxed his body and remained motionless, immersing himself in the atmosphere.

As Kana Shimamoto slowly walked in, the happy memories that permeated every corner of the room, and her elegant and proper demeanor, all gave him an incomparably warm feeling.

Outside, snowflakes danced in the air, but inside, all was quiet and peaceful.

"Click-clack~"

The high heels tapped on the wooden floor, the pleasant rhythm echoing in my ears, getting closer and closer, as if urging my beloved to respond quickly.

Tsukasa Tazaki stood up, straightened his clothes slightly, and smoothed out the wrinkles in his collar.

Then, he stepped forward and calmly went to meet them.

Ahead, Mrs. Tazaki gracefully closed her eyes, holding a bouquet of flowers, and cautiously moved forward, her long wedding dress trailing to the ground.

Her originally cascading black hair was elegantly styled into a towering bun, with delicate lace tulle cascading down and tightly wrapping her delicate body below the chest. Her exposed shoulders were beautiful and rounded, her skin was crystal clear, and the curve from her neck to her shoulder blades was exceptionally graceful.

Through the thin veil, Tsukasa Tazaki saw her with her head slightly lowered, her eyes gently closed, moving forward slowly.

The wedding dress has a classic style, which perfectly matches Kana Shimamoto's elegant temperament. Therefore, every part of her body looks exceptionally beautiful against the pure white background.

The pure white lace gloves accentuated the beautiful, slender fingers; the fitted long dress highlighted the slimness of her waist; and the simple embellishment at the neckline complemented her vibrant, delicate skin and full bust.

Under the soft indoor lighting, every organ and every inch of Mrs. Tazaki's skin was crystal clear and flawless.

"Shimamoto-sensei is so beautiful..." Shiori Ninomiya murmured to herself.

“Shikami thinks it’s so pretty too…” Hoshino Shikami bit her nails, staring blankly at Shimamoto Kana: “Shikami will be sleeping in Shimamoto-sensei’s room tonight.”

In contrast, Yui Kuriyama and Sakura Kuriyama did not seem very happy.

Tsukasa Tazaki stepped forward and took the bouquet from Kana Shimamoto's hands.

"How about it?"

Through the thin veil covering her face, Shimamoto Kana gave him an innocent and pure smile, with a hint of smugness that filled Tazaki Tsukasa's heart.

At times like these, it's really important to say something pleasing.

But it was the first time someone had dressed him in a wedding gown, and he was so mesmerized that he lost focus.

“…Tasaki-kun,” Shimamoto Kana’s gaze pierced through the thin veil, landing gently on his cheek, “Isn’t my wife amazing?”

"Ah, um...it's amazing, and...it's also very beautiful..."

Tazaki Tsukasa managed to squeeze out a few words, then scratched his cheek, looking somewhat bewildered.

"Mmm, thank you for the compliment." Shimamoto Kana smiled sweetly, then her cheeks began to blush slightly, which slowly spread to her ears. Her shy and cute appearance was full of girlish charm that did not match her age.

"It's like seeing my wife when she was young. It makes me feel so happy, like seeing a snail crawling across a rose garden on a rainy day."

Tsukasa Tazaki smiled, took her hand, and kissed it through his glove.

I've never encountered such perfectly fitting words of love before—concise, to the point, and hitting the nail on the head. Shimamoto Kana smiled charmingly, her teeth sparkling white, her lipstick perfectly applied, and her cheeks slightly flushed—she was breathtakingly beautiful.

"Why a snail?" she asked.

“Home is wherever I go,” Tsukasa Tazaki replied.

"I am the snail and you are the shell?" Kana Shimamoto asked.

"That's how it should be."

Tsukasa Tazaki nodded.

His gaze was uncontrollably drawn to the large expanse of white skin on her chest, soft and tender with a touch of blush, which made him feel incredibly hungry.

Although Shimamoto Kana's body no longer held any secrets from him, his heart was still restless. To quell this fire, Tazaki Tsukasa turned his gaze to the side, where Hoshino Hanami's eyes were filled with murderous intent.

A knee-length dress painted in red and blue was paired with matching red and blue knee-high heeled boots, and long gloves in the same color. The collar featured two yellow graffiti lines extending from the shoulders to the center of the chest, and an energy lamp was embedded in the center of the high, prominent bust.

This color scheme...

Isn't that Dyna, that pig?

Tsukasa Tazaki wanted to laugh.

Fortunately, his strong will to survive kept him in check, preventing a tragedy from occurring.

"...Why do I have to dress like this!" Hoshino Hanami complained in a low voice.

Her unhappiness was written all over her face; her cold and oppressive gaze was fixed on Tsukasa Tazaki like a nail, with the faint signs of an impending volcanic eruption.

Kana Shimamoto, dressed in a wedding gown, happily linked arms with Tsukasa Tazaki: "Do you like your Hanami-nee dressed like this?"

"...It's alright." Tsukasa Tazaki was covered in sweat.

If Hoshino Hanami were dressed up as a feminized Ultraman normally, he might go crazy with excitement, but now, with Shimamoto Kana in a wedding dress standing next to him, he would only go crazy with fear.

“…Sister?” Hoshino Shika was stunned.

She ran straight over, poked the energy lamp on Hoshino Hanami's chest, and then circled around her sister a few times: "Are you dressed like this to fight monsters, sister?"

Hoshino Hanami clutched her forehead, her head throbbing.

This is my younger sister, I can't lay a hand on her, otherwise I'll teach this little one a lesson before I can deal with Tsukasa Tazaki.

"...Hey, what's going on?"

Kuriyama Sakura's expression was a mixture of surprise and admiration.

Qichuan Wei sipped her warm, steaming coffee slowly, as if what was about to happen had nothing to do with her.

“…I think I understand who I should stand on with from now on!” Shiori Ninomiya stared blankly at Kana Shimamoto’s wedding dress, a glint of wisdom flashing in her eyes.

“Now,” Shimamoto Kana released Tazaki Tsukasa and came to Hoshino Hanami’s side, “please feel free to share your thoughts on who is prettier between us.”

The three girls sitting at the table clapped their hands sporadically: "Let Tsukasa Tazaki do the talking."

"Yes, that's good too." Shimamoto Kana nodded in satisfaction, her gentle gaze sweeping around the room before settling on Hoshino Shikami.

"Haha, what do you think, Lu Jian..."