This man is a demon

After sitting in the back seat, he dialed the number, and the moment the call was connected, his expression changed into a simple smile: "Hello, Mrs. Fukada, it's me, Xiaoqiu."

Mrs. Fukada's surprised voice came from the other end of the phone: "Hello, Mr. Kitagawa, what can I do for you?"

"I have assigned some tasks to Seiko Fukada. Is it convenient for me to go over and tutor her now?" Kitagawa Aki said sincerely.

"Thank you so much." Mrs. Fukada choked up.

An hour later, Kitagawa Aki saw Mrs. Fukada standing on the roadside waiting for him downstairs of the apartment building.

"The child Shengzi has been studying since she came back today." Mrs. Fukada looked at Kitagawa Aki as if she was looking at a saint. What method did he use to make his usually naughty daughter study consciously after returning home and even eat dinner in her room.

Chapter 61 Remedial Lessons

"Shengzi, your teacher is here." Mrs. Fukada led Kitagawa Aki into the house and knocked on her daughter's door. Her daughter, who suddenly fell in love with studying, must have been very happy to hear that her teacher came to give her extra lessons.

"Click." The door opened and Seiko Fukada was standing behind the door. She saw the devil Kitagawa Aki standing behind her mother. Her face turned pale in an instant, as if all the blood had been drained from her.

"What's wrong, Shengzi, are you feeling unwell?" Mrs. Fukada put her long hair behind her ears and asked anxiously, "Why don't we go to the hospital first?"

Mrs. Fukada is happy that her daughter is taking the initiative to study, but she doesn't want to sacrifice her health for it.

Fukada Seiko's eyes lit up. Yes, she could go to the hospital and pretend to be sick: "My stomach..."

Before she could finish her words, she saw Beichuan Qiu behind her mother with a cold look in his eyes, licking her mother's neck.

A chill ran from her back all the way to the top of her head.

No, if I hide in the hospital, he will never let my mother go.

Seiko Fukada knew that the man who dared to use a medical glass stick to violently take away her virginity from her back door would definitely not show mercy to her plump mother.

"Are you feeling uncomfortable in your stomach?" Mrs. Fukada asked anxiously.

"I feel better all of a sudden." Fukada Seiko forced a smile: "Mom, I'm going to study with the teacher first."

"Yeah, okay." Mrs. Fukada turned her head away, her eyes red. Seeing her daughter grow up is the most gratifying thing for a mother.

"Teacher, please come in." Seiko Fukada gritted her teeth and invited Kitagawa Aki into the room.

She belongs to a relatively ordinary middle-class family. Her room is not big, and the walls are covered with celebrity posters.

Next to the bed was a dressing table filled with all kinds of cosmetics, and various fashion magazines were scattered on the floor.

The handouts he gave her today were spread out on the desk. She had been studying them before Kitagawa Aki came in.

"Not bad." Beichuan Qiu smiled and praised the student: "I am glad that you are studying hard."

"I..." Seiko Fukada lowered her head, not daring to look him in the eye.

Beichuan Qiu ignored her, walked to the desk alone, closed the lesson plan, and smiled, "Let's get started, don't let me down."

Seiko Fukada made a gurgling sound in her throat, swallowed her saliva, and began to recite carefully.

Beichuan Qiu didn't look through the pages. He closed his eyes and listened. With his other hand, he held a pen and wrote and drew on an A4 paper.

Today we are mainly focusing on the Chinese language class for junior high school.

Whenever Seiko Fukada got stuck, Kitagawa Aki would remind her.

Her expression changed from nervous at the beginning to gradually relaxed. Although she read it haltingly, she managed to finish the last sentence with Beichuan Qiu's occasional reminders.

"Huh..." Fukada Seiko let out a long breath, surprise flashing in her eyes. She never thought she could do this.

"Very good." Beichuan Qiu stopped writing: "You have mastered about 80% of it. Today I will integrate the parts you haven't mastered according to your knowledge gaps and give you a new lesson plan."

"Have I calculated it?" Seiko Fukada's nervousness was swept away. The thought came to her mind: I am so powerful.

Beichuan Qiu looked at her with a smile: "What are you talking about? I remember that I asked you to recite all of it."

"Because there was an emergency in the class, you know that, teacher." Fukada Seiko hurriedly explained. She was obviously prepared for this:

"Miko was beaten into the hospital by Rio Yuzuki. It's impossible for her to study in that situation."

Beichuan Qiu still smiled, his eyes slightly narrowed: "This is the last time I will repeat it. There is only one thing you need to think about. Complete the daily tasks I give you. Even if you fall down the stairs and break your legs, you must lie on the emergency stretcher and complete the tasks of the day. Only with this kind of awareness can you be admitted to Kyoto University."

Fukada Seiko gritted her teeth and mustered up her courage: "Teacher, I know you want me to enter a prestigious school, but there is more to life than just getting into a prestigious university."

As she recited, she thought of various responses. No matter what reason Kitagawa Aki gave for studying, she could answer it.

She felt that Kitagawa Aki was a little extreme, but judging from the lesson plan, he sincerely hoped to be admitted to a prestigious university.

But this is not the life she wants.

She wanted to impress the teacher with her sincerity.

And recommend to him candidates who are more suitable for admission to Kyoto University, such as the transvestite Rin Kozono.

However, the expected persuasive sentences did not appear.

Beichuan Qiu just looked at her coldly, and when he saw her expression gradually solidified, he shut his mouth obediently, not daring to look him in the eye.

"Are you finished?"

"Say... I'm done."

"You got one thing wrong." Beichuan Qiu looked into her eyes and said, "Your life has nothing to do with me. Whether you like it or not, you are just a tool in front of me, a tool for getting into a prestigious university, a piece of moving meat."

Seiko Fukada opened her lips slightly and looked at Kitagawa Aki in disbelief. Is this something a teacher should say?

"Whether you are happy or sad, whether you are willing or not, it has nothing to do with me." Beichuan Qiu looked at her coldly: "I have only one goal from the beginning to the end, to use you to enter Kyoto University. After that, you will be useless. If in the process, your free will makes you do something that hinders my plan, I will teach you a profound lesson until you are thrown into Tokyo Bay like a piece of real rotten meat."

His eyes were like the pupils of a devil, and Seiko Fukada felt like she couldn't breathe.

What he said was true, he would really kill himself.

Fear coursed through her body.

"Hu...Hu." Seiko Fukada covered her chest. Fear made her feel like vomiting and she began to have difficulty breathing.

"It seems that you already understand your identity." Beichuan Qiu smiled: "Then let's start today's punishment."

He took out four medical glass tubes from his backpack and placed them on the bed one by one.

The length ranges from 10 cm to 20 cm.

The smallest one is only 1 cm in diameter, while the largest, the fourth one, is 6 cm.

When Seiko Fukada saw the glass sticks, her whole body trembled. It was obvious that these props triggered her PTSD.

Beichuan Qiu pointed his finger at them one by one, stopping at the smallest one: "You have not completed 20%, so you will accept the 20% penalty."

When Seiko Fukada saw that it was the smallest one, she felt relieved for no reason. She had used it once last time. Although it still hurt, it was definitely less painful.

She suddenly asked, "If 20% is exactly right, then it should be five."

Beichuan Qiu glanced at her, raised his hand and clenched it into a fist: "You don't want to try."

"Yes...I'm sorry." Seiko Fukada lowered her head.

"Okay, do it yourself." Beichuan Qiu put the other three into his bag and picked up the lesson plan on the table: "I need to modify the lesson plan according to your situation."

"I will finish it tomorrow, okay?" Seiko Fukada tried to beg.

Beichuan Qiu's eyes were cold: "Don't make me say it a second time."

Seiko Fukada's face turned pale instantly and she took half a step back.

Beichuan Qiu ignored him and picked up the lesson plan alone. If he wanted to improve his grades quickly, the best way was to conduct targeted training.

In order to tackle the weak links, there is a lot of knowledge that is interrelated. As long as the method is correct, it will achieve twice the result with half the effort.

He started to get busy on his own.

Seiko Fukada swallowed her saliva, looked at the glass tube on the bed, gritted her teeth, reached out and held it in her hand.

The unique cold feeling of glass came from the palm of my hand.

She wanted to warm her palms first, at least that way she wouldn't be cold and painful later.

"You have one minute left." Beichuan Qiu looked at the lesson plan and said coldly, "There is still some learning to be completed tonight. The punishment for delaying the time will also be counted as yours."

"You..." Seiko Fukada felt the blood boiling in her heart.

Her face flushed, she bit her lip, and thrust her hands into her short skirt.

The movements are skillful, after all, it is not the first time.

Use your palms to warm the glass tube as much as possible.

I passed my hand through the right side of my body, but after trying several times, I couldn't find the angle.

Her face was flushed with shame. She didn't dare to ask Beichuan Qiu for help with this matter. She could only try with brute force.

The truth slapped her hard in the face.

This kind of thing also requires skills, not to mention that it is only the second time.

"You can put it on the chair." Kitagawa Aki reminded while looking at the test paper. He originally thought that Fukada Seiko would then find a place.

After all, apart from the material, the medical glass stick is actually quite similar to some toys.

Obviously, Seiko Fukada did not point out this skill.

“No way!” As soon as this scene appeared in Seiko Fukada’s mind, she shook her head away as hard as she could. It was too embarrassing.

Beichuan Qiu secretly took out his mobile phone. After upgrading his dexterity skills, he could take the mobile phone out of his sleeve like a magic trick.

In order to ensure that Rio Yuzuki was dealt with, three bottles of perception potions and healing potions were used up to use up all the shame points.

He was originally preparing to make an excuse, but Rio Yuzuki did not ask about her physical abnormalities, and he was too lazy to explain himself. He just hoped that it would not interfere with his tutoring for Seiko Fukada.

"Shame value: 36."

"So low?" Beichuan Qiu frowned. He was planning to get 100 points from Fukada Seiko.

It should be a shameful thing to poke himself with a medical glass stick, so why is the Son of God only 36 in front of him?

"What a hassle." Beichuan Qiu put down the test paper and said to her, "Come here and lie down."

"Oh." Seiko Fukada responded, twisting her body to come to him, lying on the desk, skillfully raising her hips towards him.

She just didn't have the face to ask for help actively, and since she was asked, she could accept it more easily.

She covered her red cheeks with her hands and did not move.

Kitagawa Aki looked at the back of the girl in front of him, pursed his lips, and suddenly realized that Fukada Seiko was actually very cooperative.

Without hesitation, he reached out for the medical stick, took out a small package of chili powder from his pocket, tore it open and poured a little bit onto the tip of the stick.

Seiko Fukada also heard the strange noise behind her and had a bad feeling in her heart.

"Teacher, is it ok?"

She turned around and saw the red powder on the glass stick.

"escape!"

Beichuan Qiu has the bonus of dexterity, so he is faster than her and exerts more force.

Quick, accurate, ruthless.

The next second, his other hand picked up her clothes and quickly stuffed them into her mouth, swallowing back her screams.

Chapter 62 The Real Teacher

"Wuwu!" Seiko Fukada's screams were blocked by the panties in her mouth, and she could only make low whimpering sounds. Her lips moved, trying to spit the panties out of her mouth.

Beichuan Qiu suddenly reached out, covered her lips, and pushed her panties back in.

He pressed on Fukada Seiko's back from behind and leaned close to her ear: "If you scream again, your mother will hear you. Do you want your mother to see you in this obscene state? Seeing her daughter who has regained hope, biting her clothes, with a glass tube behind her, being bullied by her respected teacher."

"After gaining hope and then falling into despair, if I were her, I would definitely collapse."

When Seiko Fukada heard this, the cries gradually subsided and the resistance also gradually died down.

"It seems that you understand your situation." Kitagawa Aki got up from her. Fukada Seiko was lying on the table, motionless, her little body trembling.

"Get up, don't delay your studies." Beichuan Qiu reached out and pulled her up from the desk, took the clothes out of her mouth, and pushed her back into the wooden chair.

Seiko Fukada was unable to resist.

next second.

"Ah!" Seiko Fukada felt a sharp pain from behind and let out a scream. As soon as she screamed, she quickly covered her mouth with her hands, fearing that she would attract her mother.