This man is a demon

He was very disappointed with Seiko Fukada, and now it was ruined. It would be difficult to gain shame points again in the future.

"Let's go." Beichuan Qiu asked her to leave the warehouse and go home directly.

He had prepared all of this, and even if Seiko Fukada sued him, she would not have any substantial evidence.

With his careful preparation, Seiko Fukada will be expelled from school for falsely accusing her teacher.

But she behaved very honestly.

"You don't want these videos to be spread."

Seiko Fukada trembled all over. She looked at Kitagawa Aki. It was not just the video, but this person who frightened her the most.

Seeing the threat again, she was ready to become his hot weapon.

"In the next monthly exam, you must rank above 20."

“?” Seiko Fukada.

Chapter 50 The wound opens

Confusion, puzzlement, and other complex emotions quickly flashed across Seiko Fukada's face.

The strong sense of absurdity temporarily suppressed her fear of Beichuan Qiu.

It gave her the courage to shout out: "What the hell!"

Beichuan Qiu's eyes narrowed, and his warm smile turned cold in an instant: "You should know the consequences of not listening to the teacher."

"Boom!" Seiko Fukada heard her own heartbeat, and fear made her heart jump out of her throat.

There was a tearing pain in my buttocks.

The fear of the man in front of me just now took over again.

"sorry."

"Don't be so scared." Beichuan Qiu's smile immediately turned into a warm spring breeze: "It's only 20th place. You are 32nd now, you only need to improve 12 places."

"But...but there are only 32 people in our class..." Fukada Seiko didn't dare to look at Kitagawa Aki.

Her eyes were slightly red, and she secretly glanced at Beichuan Qiu.

"Are you questioning my ability as a teacher?" Kitagawa Aki said with a smile.

"I'm sorry, I will study hard and be in the top 20 in the monthly exam." Fukada Seiko blurted out, fearing that if she was a step slower, she would be tortured again.

At this moment, the idea of ​​becoming a teacher's hot weapon came to her mind. At least he was quite handsome.

Thinking of this, the tearing feeling in the buttocks came again.

"Hmm." She cried out in pain.

"You've never used it before, so it will hurt the first time, but it also has its benefits, it can reduce constipation." Beichuan Qiu saw her carefully move her hips, knowing that it was a laceration, and reached out to take out a piece of ointment from his bag: "Apply this, it will heal in a few days."

"Okay." Seiko Fukada's body trembled, and she turned around quickly, lay on the sofa, raised her head, reached out to lift up her JK skirt, and then took it off to her calves, supporting her body with her elbows, her legs trembling slightly.

"Uh." Beichuan Qiu's mouth twitched. He gave her the ointment so that she could apply it herself when she got home.

Why is she so cooperative?

He looks unruly even in broad daylight.

Seiko Fukada felt that Kitagawa Aki did not move, her cheeks flushed, and she suppressed her shame and opened her legs a little more so that he could see more clearly.

"Oh." Kitagawa Aki sighed lightly. He felt that Fukada Seiko had misunderstood.

He was really just acting as a teacher, asking her to study hard.

Turning students into hot weapons is what an upright teacher should do.

He squeezed some ointment onto his fingers, and there was no need to be reserved, he used the most efficient method, directly inserting his fingers into the application of the ointment.

"Hmm~" Seiko Fukada made an ambiguous sound, and then quickly buried her head in the sofa.

"?" Beichuan Qiu frowned. From a physiological point of view, this place would not make women feel anything.

Now was not the time to think about such things in detail, so I dipped my fingers into the ointment and moved them in and out quickly to apply the ointment.

"Don't pinch my fingers. Relax."

"sorry."

In just three minutes, the ointment was applied and Beichuan Qiu carefully helped her put on her pants.

"Thank you, teacher." Fukada Seiko lowered her head and said, "Can I go home now? If I go home too late, my mother will worry."

"What a joke you are talking about." Beichuan Qiu looked down at her: "Do you think I brought you back just to apply medicine?"

Seiko Fukada's heart sank.

Sure enough, it’s coming.

Just hope it's not too perverted.

She suddenly felt that she had lost a lot. She had to make hot weapons and be in the top 20 on the exam. What a loss.

She swallowed her saliva, and with trepidation, she watched Beichuan Qiu take out a stack of test papers from his bag.

"Exam paper?"

"Come, you have an hour. Let me test your basics first." Beichuan Qiu took out a Chinese test paper and placed it in front of her.

"Are you really taking the test?" Seiko Fukada was stunned.

"You came to the teacher's place and didn't do the test paper. What else do you want to do? Hurry up." Beichuan Qiu took out his mobile phone and pressed the timer: "Start the timer."

"I..." Seiko Fukada looked at the test paper on the table, and thought of the physical abuse she had suffered today. Her eyes turned red and tears welled up in her eyes.

"Crying also counts as time!" Beichuan Qiu crossed his legs and stared at her.

"Wow, I get it." While wiping her tears, Seiko Fukada picked up a pen, squatted on the ground and started doing the questions.

It’s not that I don’t want to sit, but my buttocks hurt a lot even after applying ointment.

She looked at the questions on the test paper which she could not understand at all. She felt aggrieved and wanted to slam the table, but she caught Beichuan Qiu's cold eyes.

I gritted my teeth and wrote while crying.

Beichuan Qiu would not show any sympathy and just looked at her coldly.

"Ding ding ding." Suddenly a cell phone rang.

Fukada Seiko was stunned, glanced at the caller on her phone, and then looked pitifully at Kitagawa Aki: "It's my mother calling. She must have seen that I didn't go home so late."

She hoped that Beichuan Qiu would let her go back for the sake of her mother.

"I'll answer it." Beichuan Qiu grabbed the phone and pressed the answer button.

A mature female voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Son, it's so late, when do you plan to come back?"

"Hello, Shengzi's mother. My name is Beichuan Qiu, and I'm Shengzi's teacher." Beichuan Qiu spoke sincerely, and said in one breath: "She is taking the basic test at my home now. If you have time, you can come and see her. She is already in the third year of high school. I was just thinking of talking to you about Shengzi's future."

"Ah?" A puzzled voice came from the other end of the phone, and after a while, he spoke again: "Sorry, what did you say?"

"I am the teacher of the Holy Son." Beichuan Qiu repeated the long introduction just now.

This time, it seemed that the other party was sure that they had heard it correctly.

"I'm sorry, I still can't believe it. Can you please let the Holy Son take the call?"

"Of course." Kitagawa Aki handed the phone to Fukada Seiko with a smile.

Seiko Fukada's eyes lit up, as if she had found an opportunity to escape from Kitagawa Aki.

The next second, she suddenly noticed Beichuan Qiu's eyes.

My heart suddenly tightened.

This was a look like being stared at by a cobra.

"Mom...Mom."

Fear made her voice tremble.

"Son, I don't know what you are up to, but I have no money left and I am very tired."

I heard my mother's voice on the other end of the phone.

Under normal circumstances, she would have called her an old woman.

But after being abused by Beichuan Qiu, when he heard his mother's voice, he felt a surge of grievances in his heart, his nose felt sore, and he burst into tears with a "wow".

"Mom, wuwuwu, I'm sorry, I think..."

She went home without being able to say it, but when she saw Beichuan Qiu's venomous eyes, she said, "I want to study."

Beichuan Qiu nodded with satisfaction and gave an encouraging look.

The eyes said, "Well said."

"Wow!" Seeing him look like that, Seiko Fukada felt even more aggrieved, and the suppressed pain burst out of her eyes.

"Son, don't cry. Mom believes in you." Seiko Fukada's mother had never seen such a scene before, and she was panicked for a moment.

"Wow." Seiko Fukada burst into tears and lost the ability to organize her words.

Beichuan Qiu took the phone directly from her hand and said to the other end of the phone: "Shengzi's mother, don't be nervous. I have educated Shengzi. She feels my sincerity as a teacher and deeply regrets her past behavior."

"If it's convenient for you, you can come over now. The address is... not far from your apartment."

"Okay...Okay, I'll be right there. Please don't hurt the Son."

There was a pleading voice on the other end of the line.

"Uh." Beichuan Qiu looked at his phone, glanced at Fukada Seiko, and pouted: "It's all your fault that you cried so miserably. Your mother must have thought I was a bad guy who hurt her daughter."

Obviously, Seiko Fukada's mother thought that her daughter had caused trouble outside and offended someone she shouldn't have.

She knew exactly what her daughter was like.

Studying or something like that was out of the question. This phone call was just an excuse to go negotiate with her and not leave a recording.

"I'm sorry." Seiko Fukada's eyes were red and she felt a tearing pain in her buttocks again.

I was so angry at his words that my wounds split open.

But I was really afraid of him, so I had to endure it.

Just ten minutes later, the doorbell of the apartment rang.

Kitagawa Aki walked to the door and saw through the peephole a woman with long black hair. She was wearing an employee uniform. Long hours of work had left wrinkles at the corners of her eyes. She was breathing heavily, her face was pale and anxious, obviously worried about her daughter.

He quickly opened the door and said with a smile, "Holy Son Mother, you came so quickly. Thank you for your hard work."

"Hello... hello." The Holy Son's mother looked into the house hurriedly with a terrified expression, afraid to see her daughter being kidnapped.

But soon, she saw her daughter sitting beside the coffee table, holding a pen, writing something seriously.

A look of obvious surprise flashed across the face of the Holy Child's mother. She couldn't believe that her usually naughty daughter was actually writing seriously.

There were no menacing-looking gangsters in the room either.

"Hello, Shengzi's mother, please come in." Beichuan Qiu made way and said sincerely, "I want to talk to you about Shengzi's further study plan."

"Okay... okay, my name is Fukada Kei." Fukada Kei hurriedly bowed to him and walked into the room carefully.

Beichuan Qiu half closed the door, leaving a gap.

Fukada Kei saw his little movements out of the corner of her eye, and the tension on her face was obviously relieved.

"Mom!" Seiko Fukada called out "Mom" with true emotion, her eyes reddened. Her tears had just dried up, otherwise she would have cried again.

"Holy Son?" A look of doubt flashed in Fukada Kei's eyes. She looked around and found that there was no danger here and her daughter was also writing the test paper.

Why does this cry of "Mom" convey the feeling of experiencing the separation of life and death?

"Shengzi, finish the test first. I want to talk to your mother alone." Kitagawa Aki smiled and motioned for Fukada Kei to sit on the sofa.

"Thank you for your help, Mr. Kitagawa." Although Fukada Kei was confused, she followed his instructions and sat on the sofa.

"I'm Shengzi's new homeroom teacher. I just started yesterday." Beichuan Qiu explained with a smile: "Shengzi's grades are the last in our class."

Fukada Hui blushed and bowed to him again: "Teacher, I'm sorry to trouble you."