I, the mastermind behind the scenes at Soubu High, refuse to be caught in a bloodbath.

"No need, let's go back."

Hiratsuka Shizuka was fed up with these bastards. The first time they saw her bring her boyfriend, they kept trying to get her to drink. Himekoji kept trying to get her to drink, but in the end, they still made her throw up. Himekoji was her student, not her boyfriend. Hiratsuka Shizuka cursed fiercely as she washed her hands and rinsed her mouth. Her unsteady steps almost caused the heels of her high heels to break.

The only saving grace was that Hiratsuka Shizuka had vomited up most of the beer she had drunk, and her stomach hadn't had time to absorb the alcohol yet, which meant she wasn't too drunk. If she hadn't had those two drinks and had continued partying until the end of the party, Hiratsuka Shizuka would probably have turned into a puddle of mud by then.

Then Himekoji will have to worry about what to do with this drunkard.

"I'm sorry, my girlfriend can't keep up with you all anymore, so I have to take her home now. Please enjoy yourselves."

They brought Hiratsuka Shizuka back to the table. Himeko apologized on her behalf. Hiratsuka Shizuka, aside from still being able to walk, didn't even want to open her eyes. She only glanced at them symbolically and waved weakly. Seeing this, her friends couldn't say anything more. Although they were unwilling, they could only let her leave first.

It was already 10:30 p.m., past the time that Reiko had been making her wait. She had already driven back. Himeko sighed and tried to hail a taxi on the side of the road, but because Hiratsuka Shizuka seemed to be seriously drunk, all the passing taxis sped away as if they hadn't seen them.

"Hey--"

Hiratsuka Shizuka started calling him, but Himekoji only glanced at her and didn't answer. He continued to hold her waist with his left hand to prevent her from falling, while taking out his phone with his right hand and dialing the Cesare Hotel manager's number.

"Hey—! Did you hear me?!"

"..."

It seemed that Hiratsuka Shizuka was about to talk nonsense, but Himekoji still decided to ignore her. After the call was connected, he promptly asked the hotel to send a car to pick them up.

After hanging up the phone, Himeko stared at Hiratsuka Shizuka with disdain. Hiratsuka was tall, and even in high heels, she was only slightly shorter than Himeko. Seemingly noticing Himeko's gaze, Hiratsuka Shizuka slowly opened her eyes, pouting and acting sulky, "Why didn't you answer me just now?"

Did you say anything just now?

"Damn it, I definitely shouted that loud!"

Hiratsuka Shizuka seemed to want to punch Himekoji, but her hand was too weak to move. It was more like a tickle than a punch. Her little fist lightly bumped Himekoji's chest and then went limp.

"Hey..."

"What's going on this time? The car will be here soon. Don't worry, I'll take you home right away. As for your car, I'll have someone drive it back for you tomorrow."

"You want to hug me, don't you?"

A gust of cold wind swept across the street, and Hiratsuka Shizuka hugged him even tighter, burying her head in Himekoji's shoulder, shivering with her eyes closed.

"I don't like to get women drunk and then do something to them, even if I'm not the one who got them drunk."

"Sobbing, sobbing..."

"Your fake crying is so fake."

"Ahem—, in short, I'm not drunk!"

"Really? Then show me your driver's license."

"Oh," Hiratsuka Shizuka said, closing her eyes and rummaging through her bag. She then frowned and opened her eyes, rummaging around for a while before taking out two beauty cards that were tied together in plastic bags and handing them to Himekoji.

Chapter 275 And then, [Hiratsuka Shizuka] is going to tell him a joke.

"Hmm—," Himekoji pretended to look at it, pointing to a small area and saying, "The person in the photo doesn't look quite like you now, what's going on?"

"Huh? Of course a woman's appearance changes all the time. How about it, am I prettier than in the photos?"

"..." Himekoji was completely speechless. She stuffed the two beauty cards back into Hiratsuka Shizuka's hand and said, "Take a look at what you gave me."

When Hiratsuka Shizuka opened her eyes wide and realized that what she had given Himekoji was actually a beauty salon card, she was speechless. However, she still wanted to cover up her embarrassment and took it out on Himekoji. She sulked and hit his chest several times, which attracted the attention of passersby. Fortunately, the car arrived quickly enough. Himekoji pushed Hiratsuka Shizuka into the car first, and then got in himself.

Should I take you to your house first?

"Don't go."

"listen..."

"No, no, no, no!"

Hiratsuka Shizuka was practically throwing a tantrum. Himekoji, watching this sudden display of cuteness and a childlike voice, thought to herself: "Are you even a primary school student...?"

"Anyway, I'll be alone when I go back."

Hiratsuka Shizuka calmed down, stopped acting cute and coquettish, leaned against the car window, and showed a melancholy expression.

This is a trap, a trap. Women are the best at disguising themselves in the world. You can't believe what women say, and you can't be fooled by their sad expressions. — Yoko's teachings echoed in her ears again and again. Himeko gritted her teeth and decided to directly instruct the driver to go to Hiratsuka Shizuka's house first.

"Hey..." Hiratsuka Shizuka carefully tugged at Himekoji's arm, leaned closer, and looked at him pitifully, saying, "Since you're my boyfriend, you have a responsibility to take care of your girlfriend, right?"

"So it was an imposter, right..."

"But even if it's just an act, it's not over yet, is it?"

Hiratsuka Shizuka played a word game and tried to outmaneuver Himekoji. Himekoji listened without saying anything. He looked in the rearview mirror and his lips moved several times, but he didn't utter a single word.

"Please..." Hiratsuka Shizuka whispered in his ear, "Don't leave me alone at a time like this..."

"Sigh—I'm really fed up." Once again forgetting Yoko's earnest advice, Himeko said helplessly, "Let's go back to the hotel."

As the car started, Hiratsuka Shizuka smiled slightly, then closed her eyes again, leaning against his shoulder, seemingly asleep, whether feigning sleep or truly asleep.

Back at the hotel, when Himekoji expressed her desire to stay with Hiratsuka Shizuka, the manager kept bowing and apologizing, saying that all the suites were already full. Himekoji didn't mind, so she booked a larger room, held the room key, and put her arm around Hiratsuka Shizuka as they entered the elevator.

If it had been Setsuna who had just pleaded with him with that expression, Himekoji would have really just handed her over to the driver and gone home by himself. But no, she was Hiratsuka Shizuka, the mature and perfect Hiratsuka Shizuka, the Hiratsuka Shizuka that Himekoji could loudly proclaim, "I love you!"

"I'm 11 years older than you..."

"Of course I know that."

"When I first started dating boys, you were just a little kid."

"When my piano teacher first kissed me, her child was already seven or eight years old."

"..."

Hiratsuka Shizuka was completely speechless, feeling a sense of regret, but it seemed too late to regret it now. Just then, a ding-dong sound came from inside the elevator, announcing, "We've arrived at the 44th floor."

He continued to hold Hiratsuka Shizuka as they exited the elevator, stepped onto the carpet, and walked to the door in the dim light. He swiped the card, pushed the door open, and Shizuka stumbled and almost bumped into the door.

Just like last time she stayed here, as soon as Hiratsuka Shizuka entered, she kicked her high heels far away, then let out a relieved "whoosh" sound. She casually tossed her coat into Himekoji's hands, sat down on the edge of the bed with her hands on the edge, and looked at Himekoji with a mysterious smile on her face.

Himekoji hung up her coat and came to her. He placed a hand on her forehead and touched it. Her forehead was a little hot, probably due to the alcohol. Hiratsuka Shizuka looked particularly cute with her face flushed.

"I drank a bit too much and can't take a shower, I'm sorry. Would you like to go take a shower?"

People who drink too much alcohol are very prone to getting dizzy when they take a bath, especially a soak. Hiratsuka Shizuka was obviously well aware of this. Himeko nodded, changed into slippers, and stepped into the bathroom. She took a bath for about ten minutes, but when she came out, she found that Hiratsuka Shizuka had already collapsed on the bed and was fast asleep.

And her sleeping posture was extremely unseemly! She was sprawled out on her back! Ji Xiaolu rolled her eyes and quickly came over to straighten her body, barely managing to take off her sweater. As for the thin undershirt and bra underneath... she decided not to do it herself.

After covering Hiratsuka Shizuka with the blanket, Himekoji took off his bathrobe and lay down on the bed. Lying next to him was the defenseless Hiratsuka Shizuka-sensei, but Himekoji did not make a move on her. Just as he had said before, he did not like to do anything to a woman who had been given alcohol. This was his principle and basic etiquette.

After drawing the curtains and adjusting the air conditioner to a comfortable temperature, Ji Xiaolu gradually fell asleep.

In the middle of the night, Himekoji had a nightmare where he felt as if an elephant was standing on his chest, making it hard for him to breathe. He woke up with a start and looked back to find Hiratsuka Shizuka sleeping soundly on his chest, not on the pillow. "Aren't you hot sleeping like that?" he wondered. He touched Hiratsuka Shizuka's back and found it was soaked with sweat, especially since she was wearing a tight skirt and pantyhose. Worried that she might faint from heatstroke, he quickly called to her and straightened her up.

However, this time Hiratsuka Shizuka seemed to have just woken up. She yawned and mumbled that she wanted to go to the toilet. She got up and went to the toilet, and when she came back, she went back to bed without hesitation.

"Hey...are you awake?"

"Awake."

"Lying here with me like this, don't you want to hug me?"

"Yes I do."

"Oh wow, really? Facing someone like me, a BBA?" Hiratsuka Shizuka turned around, groping for Himekoji's hand in the blankets, and placed his hand on her leg. Her stockings were very slippery and felt damp because of some sweat.

"So what? I really like women who are older than me."

"Have you heard that nun's joke?"

“Oh, you mean that joke about the nun and the Bible? Of course I’ve heard it. I even went and looked up several different versions of the Bible back then.”

"I mean, you can do the same thing that's in that joke now."

After Chapter 276 ends, [Himekoji Haruto] will collect some interest.

“But I won’t do that. Like I said, I don’t like to touch women who have had too much to drink. It goes against my personal principles.” Himekoji withdrew her hand from Hiratsuka Shizuka’s leg. Hiratsuka Shizuka’s tense body relaxed a little. She coughed heavily twice and said nonchalantly, “Anyway, a kid is a kid. He doesn’t understand what adults are thinking.”

"I don't want you, Ms. Hiratsuka, to punch me to death when I wake up tomorrow morning, so you'd better go to sleep. When you're not drunk, or at least not vomiting, I'd be happy to keep you company in bed for a hundred rounds. Remember to call me then."

Himekoji's words made Hiratsuka Shizuka blush. She pulled the blanket up to hide her face, mumbled something, and then fell silent. A few minutes later, feeling unbearably hot, she got out of the blanket, sat on the edge of the bed with her back to Himekoji, took off all her clothes one by one, threw them carelessly on the carpet, and crawled back into bed naked.

Goodnight, go to sleep.

"Good night."

When he woke up, Hiratsuka Shizuka's arms were draped loosely over Himekoji's neck, making it hard for him to breathe. This was also why Himekoji woke up so early. After he slowly moved Hiratsuka Shizuka's arms over and sat up in bed, he noticed that because Hiratsuka Shizuka would take off her clothes while sleeping and her sleeping posture was extremely indecent, her entire beautiful chest was exposed to the air, rising and falling with her breath.

"They are truly a pair of perfect works of art."

Subconsciously, she reached out her hand over there, but only hovered in the air where she could feel the warmth for a moment before pulling it back. Ji Xiaolu clicked her tongue twice, staring at her chest shape for a long time, and then took out her phone to take this precious photo.

"Let's collect some interest at the end."

When Himekoji finished dressing and was about to leave the room, Hiratsuka Shizuto was still fast asleep. He quietly approached Hiratsuka Shizuto's side, leaned down with one hand on the edge of the bed, and lightly kissed her nipple, stopping there before saying goodbye.

From then until the end of winter break, Himekoji never received any further contact from Hiratsuka Shizuka. Of course, that's a story for later; winter break has only just begun.

Sitting in Ms. Reiko's car, Himeko remained silent, but her phone vibrated. She checked it and saw an email from Kawasaki Saki. Himeko immediately thought that since it was winter break, her work schedule should be adjusted, and she should also be given a holiday for the New Year. After all, she wasn't some kind of devil.

Sure enough, the email she opened contained the words "Request for leave" in large letters. Ji Xiaolu quickly granted her request, giving her a five-day break starting December 31st. She thought there would be nothing else to do after that and put her phone away, but the phone started vibrating wildly the moment she put it away. It was a phone call.

"Hello, it's me. Is there anything else?"

Instead of explaining things clearly in an email, Himekoji called to ask. Her tone was slightly impatient. Yes, it was Kawasaki who called.

"Feel sorry..."

"Alright, tell me, what happened?"

"Um...do you...have time during the New Year...Ahahaha, my younger brother, Taizhi, has some questions he'd like to ask you...If it's alright, could I invite you to join me for our first shrine visit?"

Hatsumi, written as "Hatsumi" in Japanese, refers to the first visit to a shrine in the new year. For young people in Japan, this activity is second only to asking their parents for New Year's money on New Year's morning.

Because his mother is Italian, Himekoji tends to party quite wildly on New Year's Eve and then asks for lucky money. As for his first shrine visit, he always went with his father before he turned twelve. After that, his father didn't care anymore; he preferred to stay home and relax with his mother, so he let Himekoji have his way. After that, he went with Kazusa and Reiko. Now that no one else has invited him, accepting Kawasaki's invitation seems like a good idea.

"Okay, send me the time and place, and I'll be there on time."

"Ah... thank you so much!"

"It's nothing." After hanging up the phone, Ji Xiaolu breathed a sigh of relief. Reiko then asked, "Aren't you coming with me this year?"

"Sorry, I already have plans."