Tokyo Soft Rice King.

"Ok?"

"What I mean is... I'll just continue having Mingjun massage me."

"Well... I don't really care..."

He was naturally more than happy to be able to touch the stockinged legs and feet of beautiful girls at will.

However, Kuroba Akira noticed that Murasaki seemed to dislike interacting with strangers. Previously, she had only greeted Hijikata-san politely, but this time she directly showed an unwillingness to interact with Tashiro-san.

It seems that there is still room for improvement in social skills.

If you become a public figure in the future, you will inevitably encounter situations where you have to interact with many people.

"In short, Ms. Tashiro is a trustworthy person. If you trust me, then get along well with her."

"I understand... If that's what you said, My Lord, then I will."

She will still follow the instructions given by Kuroba Akira.

So after washing up, Murasaki went to visit Ms. Tashiro.

Ms. Tashiro, who had just emptied her stomach, appeared very weak. After being helped to the living room sofa by Grandma Kobayashi, she slumped against it, her eyes half-open and her expression dazed.

“Miss Tashiro… Hello, my name is Shion Murasomiya, and I’m a newcomer who started staying here yesterday…”

"...!"

The moment she saw her, Tashiro Kurenai's eyes widened, as if she had gone to heaven.

She mustered the last of her strength and excitedly rushed over to hug Murasaki no Miyako's hips, saying in a daze.

"What a beautiful angel...!"

"Miss Tashiro, please don't do this, I'm not an angel..."

"No! You are an angel! The angel has finally descended to my side!"

Perhaps the lingering effects of the alcohol were kicking in, because Tashiro Kouka started rambling incoherently again.

"Well……"

Zizhigong was a little at a loss, but then she thought that Mingjun was probably entangled in the same way, and she immediately felt much more at ease.

Although Ms. Tashiro is an adult, she doesn't seem to be very mature.

If I could get her to listen to me... maybe I wouldn't have to worry about being 'snatched away' like last night.

Then Murasaki Nyonomiya revealed her gentlest smile yet, and in the gentle senior voice she had practiced the night before, she stroked Tashiro Kurenai's hair to comfort her.

"Alright, alright, I know you drank so much because you were upset, but it's okay, just treat it as a way to relax, nothing will happen..."

"Waaaaah... Miss Angel... please take me away... My angel...!"

"Don't be afraid, I'll always be by your side. Now rest well, and when you wake up, everything will be alright, okay?"

"...!"

Murasaki no Miyako no Shion easily tamed Tashiro Kurenai.

After Kuroba Akira finished washing up, he came down to take a look and was stunned by what he saw.

Is this still the same Ms. Tashiro who was hugging me just now, exuding a mature and charming aura?

At this point, the roles have been reversed. Murasaki no Miyako is now the gentle older sister, while Tashiro-san has become a crybaby who needs to be comforted with a large bottle of yogurt.

Although Murasaki no Miyabi's breasts weren't that impressive, she had a peach-shaped buttock that rivaled even the largest breasts!

And right now, Ms. Tashiro is hugging Murasaki no Miyabi's pert bottom, pressing her face against her lower abdomen, close to her secret garden...

All I can say is that Ms. Tashiro has excellent taste; the texture there must be just as good as any facial cleanser I've ever used.

Unfortunately, that was the dangerous triangle area that Kuroba Akira was not entitled to enjoy, so he only glanced at it enviously before going back upstairs.

Although the scene of a 24-year-old office lady being comforted by a 15-year-old high school girl seemed quite strange, as long as Murasaki no Miyako and Ms. Tashiro could get along well, everything would be fine.

Before going to school, Kuroba Akira went to Hijikata-san's room to print out the outline of the novel he had written the night before.

Hijikata-san's room has a printer and fax machine, so he doesn't need to go to the convenience store to spend money on printing.

Incidentally, he has been working frantically since 9 p.m. last night and has not noticed the commotion outside his room at all.

With this outline in hand, Akira Kuroba can maintain his creative flow at all times and continue writing the main text of his novel even while attending classes.

Class? What class?!

Who would go to school and study if they weren't serious?

Of course, it's for writing novels!

Anyway, for exams, as long as you guess the multiple-choice questions correctly and get 30 points, you can barely pass and avoid repeating a grade... or rather, it doesn't matter if you do repeat a grade!

Although Ms. Kobayakawa might be very sad... in the end, a graduation certificate is completely unnecessary!

As long as I can earn enough money to live a carefree life, I don't mind not going to high school!

Chapter 84 Let's go to the infirmary to sleep together

Despite spouting wild thoughts in his mind, Kuroba Akira's body still obediently embarked on his journey to school... That's just human nature.

Kuroba Akira wasn't late for school today, but when he entered the classroom, he clearly felt that the atmosphere in the class had changed.

Yesterday's commotion still affected the class dynamics, and Kuroba Akira has become a focal point that other students cannot ignore.

Kuroba Akira walked unmoved to his seat and greeted Fujiyoshi Michio behind him with a "good morning."

Good morning, Fujiyoshi.

"Ah, good morning, Kuroba-kun. You're not late today."

"Yesterday was an accident..."

Before we could even exchange two words, our blond-haired Sumitomo Ryota came over energetically to greet us.

"Hey! Armin, and Dolph too, good morning!"

"morning……"

"Yes, good morning, Ryota-kun."

Akira Kuroba looked helpless. It seemed that Ryota Sumitomo really considered him a friend, and had even gotten along well with Michio Fujiyoshi, calling him by his first name yesterday.

He asked the question as soon as he came in.

"Amin, didn't you go to school with Xiaotong?"

“We’re not on the same page to begin with… I mean, I don’t even know where the class monitor lives.”

"Huh? You don't even know that?"

"Why should I know...?"

Does this guy even remember yesterday's conversation? He and the class monitor aren't even dating, okay?

Ryota Sumitomo wasn't there to boast about how close he was to Hitomi Anri. Instead, he casually put his arm around Akira Kuroba's shoulder and said with a mischievous grin.

"How about I tell you? Actually, she lives near my house. You can come over to my house to play, and I'll tell you where Xiaotong's house is..."

"Sumitomo, please don't block the other students' way."

"Uh!"

Anri Hitomi also arrived at school, and as soon as she entered the classroom, she heard words that made her forehead veins bulge.

Even though Kuroba Akira wasn't a necessary stop on her way back to her location, Anri Hitomi still took a detour and gave Sumitomo Ryota, who was about to reveal his home address, a 'kind' look.

Seeing Hitomi Anri's chilling smile, Ryota Sumitomo felt that Hitomi Anri was like a ruthless female demon who would devour people without spitting out the bones...

Why did I fall in love with her in the first place?

When the filter of unrequited love disappears, Sumitomo Ryota is able to witness the true Hitomi Anri, and her terrifyingly imposing side.

Ryota-san... you should have realized it sooner, the class representative has never been a gentle and obedient girl.

"Uh... Ah Ming, let's team up in PE class today, that's what I wanted to say... Well then, I won't bother you guys anymore! Haha..."

Ryota Sumitomo chuckled dryly twice, then walked away with stiff steps, returning to his old circle.

Then Hitomi Anri's kind smile extended to Akira Kuroba.

"Good morning, Kuroba-kun. Sumitomo-kun didn't say anything unnecessary, did he?"

Kuroba Akira looked away as he replied.

"No……"

Anri Hitomi changed her position, maintaining eye contact with Kuroba Akira, and said with concern.

"Kuroba-kun, you don't look too well."

"Oh, I went to bed too late last night."

"I see..."

Anri Hitomi narrowed her eyes, a worried look on her face, and said.

"Why don't you just ask for leave? I can talk to Mr. Kobayakawa for you."

"No need for that... I mean, don't worry, class monitor, I'm fine."

"Are you really okay? If you feel unwell..."

"Really, nothing's wrong. You can rest assured. I'll still participate in the arts and culture club activities after school as usual."

Even if Shirai Shiori might not be happy to see me, it's worth it to show my face even if it only annoys her a little.

"Oh, that's good. But if you can't hold on any longer, please let me know right away, okay?"

"Yes, yes, if things really get really bad, I'll definitely report to you, the class monitor, first!"

The class monitor nodded in satisfaction and returned to his seat.

After Anri Hitomi left, Fujiyoshi Michio couldn't help but sigh.

"...The class monitor really cares about you, Kuroba-kun."

"Oh yeah...but we're really not dating, okay?"

Fujiyoshi Michio said with a wry smile.