My transformation into a beautiful girl started with a hemorrhage.

Knowing that Yamamura Hayato was not easy to deal with, Maeda Chie shifted the blame to Yamamura Hayato by intentionally or unintentionally emphasizing the conflict between Yamamura Jeff and Fujiki Kouta in front of him. In the end, she even gave Yamamura Hayato a photo and address of Kouta.

That's why what happened this afternoon occurred.

"No, it's not completely intact."

"Was that blood?!"

"That must be blood; it has a faint fishy smell."

Just now, when Maeda Chie was carefully examining Kouta, she noticed a smear of blood that was still wet on the inside of his collar.

She even went closer to smell the scent and discovered that it really was blood.

"That bloodstain isn't dry yet; it must have been applied recently. It must be from a fight between Fujiki Kouta and Yamamura Hayato!"

"But he doesn't look injured?"

She had just patted Kouta's shoulder hard to test if he was really alright, but it turned out that Kouta didn't seem to be injured.

"Could it be that he won? He beat Yamamura Hayato?!" Maeda Chie was a little incredulous.

Having spent these past few days together, Maeda Chie had already thoroughly understood Kouta's family situation, personality, and hobbies.

He immediately noticed something amiss. Someone as unremarkable as Kouta didn't seem like the type to defeat Yamamura Hayato unscathed.

At that moment, she suddenly remembered something she had never been able to understand: how could a stunning beauty like Kei Agasa be willing to be his girlfriend?

"Could it be that there's something about this Fujiki Kouta that I don't know?"

"I'd like to see what secrets you have!"

Immediately, Chie Maeda developed a strong curiosity about Kouta.

Chapter 281 Conversation

School, dance club.

Hui was wearing a white training uniform. The upper part of the uniform was a pink dress with a low hem that only reached the upper thigh, light and airy, barely covering the girl's private parts. The lower part was a white cotton leggings that covered her entire legs. The whole outfit was made of highly elastic material, which outlined all of Hui's curves clearly.

At this moment, the girls in the dance club were not arranged in a square formation, but rather in a spiral.

This is because the dance chosen by Miyuki Chikaya is called "Senzakura," and as the name suggests, it depicts a scene of cherry blossoms falling through the air through the dance of women.

Therefore, there are no square formations in this dance; almost all of them are circular patterns.

Hui was in one of the spirals at that moment, rehearsing with everyone in a proper manner.

This naturally raised the bar for the women, but it was still easy for Hui.

After two hours of training, the school bell rang as scheduled.

The dance club president, Miyuki Chikaya, gathered the girls together, offered a few words of encouragement, and then dismissed them.

Many people went to the changing room to change clothes.

Miyuki Chikaya, however, did not leave. She had to train for another hour before leaving because she was the lead dancer, the core of the entire dance team, and therefore bore more pressure than the others.

In the locker room.

Hui took off the top of her practice dress, revealing her two large, trembling breasts to the air. It turned out that Hui wasn't wearing a bra. Feeling the coolness on her chest, Hui didn't cover herself up, and the other girls were used to it.

After spending these days together, everyone in the dance club has basically seen each other's bodies, and the feeling of shyness has greatly diminished.

Next, Hui did not continue to take off her leggings, but put on her upper body clothes first, and then continued to change her lower body clothes.

This is how Hui observed other girls changing clothes: they take off part of their clothes and immediately change into the next part.

A significant number of people in the locker room did this, and of course, some wilder girls would strip down to their underwear before putting on their school uniforms.

After putting on her school uniform, Hui slung her shoulder bag over her shoulder and left the changing room.

Black mid-heeled leather shoes made a "clack-clack" sound on the wooden floor of the indoor gymnasium, and the red and black checkered pleated skirt rippled with Hui's gentle steps.

Perhaps because it is a prestigious school, Misaki High School uniforms are all dark-colored, regardless of gender or season.

When students wear it, they exude a serious and dedicated attitude towards learning.

We left the stadium.

Hui slowly followed the flow of people out of the tall school gate.

However, before he had taken more than a few steps, a deep, magnetic voice suddenly came from behind him.

"My wife's classmate!"

"Huh?" Hui slowly turned around, and the first thing she saw was her Chinese teacher, Nagayama Yasuo.

Today, Nagayama Yasuo has slightly messy, tousled hair. His handsome face has distinct features that make it hard to look away. His loose-fitting suit doesn't make him look sloppy at all; instead, it gives him a carefree and unrestrained vibe.

Upon seeing that it was Nagayama Yasushi, Hui immediately greeted him politely, "Hello, Nagayama-sensei!"

She had a good impression of Yasuo Nagayama, thinking he was a very knowledgeable and erudite teacher who was also approachable and gentle.

Hui's strongest impression of him was his smile.

His smile was warm, subtle, and charming, like the embodiment of the warm sun, full of sunshine.

You can't hit someone who's smiling.

Hui couldn't very well treat Nagasawa Yasushi coldly.

"My wife, is your club over...?" Nagayama Yasuo asked tentatively.

"Yes, the club activity just ended." Hui nodded slightly.

Nagayama Yasuki felt his heart melt as he listened to Hui's lively voice with a slight nasal tone.

"Hey, did my wife join the volleyball club?" Yasuo Nagayama asked as he saw Kei come out of the indoor volleyball gym.

"Ah, no, I'm a member of the dance club."

"A dance club?!" Nagayama Yasuo exclaimed in surprise.

Hui looked at the surprised expression on Teacher Changshan's face and felt unhappy: What do you mean? Do I look that unlike someone who can dance?

So, Hui pouted her pink lips slightly, her beautiful eyes filled with a hint of annoyance, and asked, "What? Is it strange that I joined the dance club?"

Her beautiful eyes were filled with an angry expression that said, "I'll get angry if you don't explain it to me clearly."

Nagayama Yasuo stared at Hui's lovely expression, somewhat stunned, but he immediately realized his rudeness and quickly said, "No, I just thought you would join the literature club."

"Literary Society?! Why?" Hui asked curiously.

She genuinely didn't know why she would join a literary society, a club whose very name sounded incredibly boring.

"Aren't you going to stop writing your novel?" Nagayama Yasuo asked.

"novel!"

Hui's heart skipped a beat when she heard this. Apart from her close friends and family, no one else knew that she was writing novels.

Why would Mr. Nagayama know about this?

'Could it be that he also attended that awards ceremony back then?'

Hui had completely forgotten her encounter with Yasuo Nagayama at the awards ceremony. It was a scene that Yasuo Nagayama would never forget, but for Hui, it was just an insignificant trifle in her daily life.

"Teacher, you...you've read my books too?"

"Haha, I've read every book my wife wrote several times, especially your Barrot~~"

"Stop!" Hui felt an overwhelming sense of shame. In her anger, she forgot about their relationship and reached out her fair and slender hand to cover Nagayama Yasuyoshi's mouth to stop him from continuing.

She can sign autographs for fans with a straight face, but she still feels incredibly embarrassed when talking to others about the characters in her books.

Just as Hui's hand was about to touch Nagayama Yasushi, she realized that her behavior was somewhat inappropriate. After all, she was his teacher and he was her student. Hui quickly withdrew her hand.

"I'm sorry, I got a little carried away," Hui apologized somewhat embarrassedly.

My mind was in turmoil: 'What was I just doing?!'

'Won't Professor Nagayama think I'm being impolite?'

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For a moment, there was an awkward silence between the two.

Nagayama Yasuo looked at Hui's withdrawn hand, a hint of disappointment flashing in his eyes, but it quickly disappeared.

He smiled and changed the subject, saying, "Speaking of which, I didn't know my wife's classmate could dance."

"I learned a little bit before, but I wasn't very good at it." Huiye recovered from her earlier embarrassment and looked at Nagayama Yasuo, suddenly inviting him, "By the way, Nagayama-sensei, our dance club has a performance on the day of the school festival. If you have time, you can come and watch."

"Okay, I'll definitely be there." Nagayama Yasuo imagined Hui dancing in his mind, and his eyes immediately filled with anticipation.

He couldn't imagine that Hui, who was already stunningly beautiful in just a dark uniform, would be even more captivating when she danced.

Seeing that Nagayama Yasuki had agreed, Huijian continued, "Let me tell you, the lead dancer for our dance club this time is..."

The two walked side by side, chatting as they went, completely oblivious to the crowd around them.

Hui didn't notice the eager looks that some girls around her and Nagayama Yasuo were giving Nagayama Yasuo.

"Look, that's our school's new teacher, Changshan!"

"Teacher Changshan is so handsome!"

"Teacher Changshan is so handsome!"

"I heard that he is a top student who graduated from the University of Tokyo!"

"I also heard that Yasuo Nagayama's family owns a publishing house!"

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However, their expressions darkened when they saw Agasa Kei standing next to Nagayama Yasuo.

"How come Mr. Changshan is dating our school's most beautiful girl?"

"Didn't I hear that our school's most beautiful girl has a boyfriend?"

"Yes, I've also met our school beauty's boyfriend; he's just an ordinary guy."

"Hey, do you guys think it might be our school beauty seducing him?" one of the girls said with a puzzled look.

"Shh~, don't talk about things like that!" someone quickly stopped the girl from speaking.