Redeem the fallen girls, but they come after you

After all, he was a demigod, so the physical punishment was not painful, but the mental isolation made Cecia feel even more uncomfortable.

Seeing that Cecilia had stopped making a fuss, Shirakawa lowered the rate to 50% in order to allow Mr. Akita to give his speech smoothly.

Mr. Akita on the stage relaxed his frowning brows, his body trembled less, and he was able to straighten his back and speak more normally.

Phew, luckily nothing serious happened.

"Hey, Shirakawa, what is this?"

Yazi next to him came over and looked at the magic props in Baichuan's hand curiously.

"This, this is a game controller. Oh, it's nothing." Baichuan grabbed the little spider Cecilia with one hand and the magic prop with the other hand and stuffed them into his two shirt pockets.

Baichuan's concealment also aroused Ako's curiosity.

"Hmm? Let me see! Let me see!" Ako pulled Shirakawa's shoulders and acted coquettishly.

"This thing is very precious, you can't just look at it casually."

"If you don't show me, I will tell Sakura and Maki about our relationship..." Ako raised the corners of her mouth.

No, Yazi, are you really stupid or just pretending to be stupid?

"Okay, just take a look." Baichuan took out the magic props and showed them to Azi.

"Wow, that's amazing."

Originally, Shirakawa thought that Ayako would blush, but he didn't expect her to be so ignorant that she had never even seen such a thing.

Come to think of it, this kind of thing is not sold in a unified manner on the market, and there are many styles. Especially Shirakawa's is a high-end version with remote control, so it's normal that Yazi doesn't recognize it.

Yazi stared with eyes wide open, as if he had discovered something new and interesting.

"How amazing! What game controller is this?"

"A love galgame, yes, a love simulation game."

To some extent, Shirakawa is also currently conducting a so-called "love simulation".

"But what does this berserk mode mean?" Yazi pointed at the red button. "Does it mean you can enter a hidden level, or do the female characters in the game just jump out and kill you?"

Hey, a knife? In the game? These words sound so familiar.

Yazi felt her memory was confused.

"Hahaha, no, no, it's just a level mode, don't worry about it."

"Oh, I see." Yazi stretched out her finger and tapped it lightly.

not good!

Baichuan quickly turned off the magic item.

But it was too late.

hum~~~~~~

The speakers in the conference hall began to make noise again.

Oops.

Baichuan looked towards the podium hurriedly.

Teacher Akita held the black microphone tightly in his palm, half-lying on the podium with his upper body and his head buried in his other arm.

If you look closely, you can even see her waist and hips shaking slightly.

She went.

"This is none of my business." Cecilia hurriedly excused herself.

254. Akita being pua

From 100% → 50% → violent mode, it was like the technique of relaxation followed by a violent storm. Akita could not withstand the stimulation.

The entire skirt also changed color.

Her expression was totally out of control, completely overwhelmed by lust. Fortunately, she buried her face in her arms in time, otherwise all the teachers and students in the school would have seen her expression immersed in pleasure.

She couldn't hold back in public, and emotions such as shame and unwillingness filled her heart, but her body felt genuinely happy.

The inexperienced teacher Akita often did things to satisfy her desires in private, but the pleasure she brought her this time was almost comparable to all her previous pleasures combined.

My head became dizzy due to extreme pleasure.

But what to do after the pleasure?

Akita just lay there, not daring to move.

Even though she had adjusted her facial expression, the beads of sweat on her forehead, her hot and red cheeks, and the obvious marks on her teacher's uniform would surely be seen by everyone as long as she left the podium.

It's too obvious, he will definitely be fired...

"Akita!" The faculty members stood up worriedly and looked at the person lying on the podium, completely unaware of what was going on.

The same thing happened to Yazi. She was so naive that she hadn't yet connected the berserker mode with the teacher's current predicament.

Was it because the weather was too hot and the gymnasium was too stuffy, causing him to faint from heatstroke?

The students also started to make a small commotion, wondering what had happened. Some of the more "informed" boys and girls even told the truth while joking.

But this is just a joke after all. No one can believe that Mr. Akita, who is so diligent and conscientious, would actually carry that kind of thing and reach the top of the clouds in front of everyone.

Baichuan also felt an extremely sweet taste of fruit juice, which was even more mellow than when he and the girls had real sex.

Is this the power of lust mixed with shame and unwillingness?

Seeing that Akita on the stage had not moved for a long time, colleagues who were worried about Akita's safety had stood up and were about to go on stage to support him.

Shirakawa thought to himself that this was not good, Teacher Akita was about to be exposed.

"Teacher!" Baichuan stood up from the student team with his hand raised high.

All eyes were focused on Baichuan.

Akita didn't know what Shirakawa was going to do. Could it be that this level was not exciting enough for him and he wanted to expose his ugly behavior in front of all the teachers and students in the school?

Despicable, shameless, and obscene!

Does he really want to destroy himself?

Shirakawa hurriedly squeezed out from the crowd of students, walked quickly to the podium, hugged Teacher Akita, straightened the black microphone and started speaking.

"I'm sorry, everyone. Teacher Akita has been overworked preparing for the school festival and is not feeling well. She may have heatstroke. I'll take her to the infirmary."

As he spoke, Shirakawa's right pupil also emitted a scarlet light, covering the gymnasium. The teachers and students in the gym became calm, and the faculty and staff who had stood up out of concern sat down again.

"So you're sick. I was scared to death."

"Indeed, the venue is very stuffy and it is easy to get heat stroke."

"Teacher Akita is so hardworking in teaching and educating people. He insisted on giving a speech even though he was sick. He is really a good role model for our teachers."

......

The doubts just now turned into sincere admiration and praise.

This was also due to the fact that Akita's performance from just now until now really looked like heatstroke, so Shirakawa was able to convince them successfully.

Shirakawa turned around, facing Akita with his back, and half-knelt down.

With no way to retreat, Akita could only hug him.

Holding the culprit's shoulders.

Akita gnashed her teeth in hatred, but her body was pressed tightly against Shirakawa's back, and her head was buried in his neck so that other students would not notice her body and expression.

Shirakawa carried Akita on his back and could feel her hot body. Without thinking too much, he hurriedly took Akita away and ran straight to the infirmary.

Of course, even if Shirakawa activated his persuasion skill on all students, there were still two people in the gymnasium who were not affected.

One is Xinggong Xi. As the head of the family and the "king" above everyone else, she has a strong subjective consciousness, which can reduce the interference of those strange abilities. However, she does not understand the matters between men and women, so she did not think much about it and believed what Baichuan said.

Moreover, as the president of the student union, and even the current actual person in power at Sakuraritachi High School, she also has to give a speech to everyone and has no time to care about Shirakawa and Akita.

There is another one, and that is Senior Fukada.

Because of her disgust towards Shirakawa, persuasion had little effect on her, and her green tea girl instinct told her that there must be a secret between Shirakawa and Akita.

She hurriedly took her cell phone and followed him again.

Infirmary.

Fortunately, most of the students were in the gymnasium attending the closing ceremony, and not many people noticed Shirakawa Akita along the way.

Shirakawa put Akita on the bed.

Akita laid there, his body exhausted from the aftermath.

I have mixed feelings in my heart.

It was obvious that Mingchuan was the culprit, a dirty man who forced himself to wear that thing in order to appreciate his own ugliness. But just now he stepped forward to save himself.

No, this is all caused by Shirakawa. The fault is all Shirakawa's. Why should I be grateful to him?

"Shirakawa, you..." Akita pointed at Shirakawa angrily, showing the authority of a teacher, wanting to scold Shirakawa.

But compared with her messy, red body and tousled teacher's uniform, it gave people a feeling of being coquettish and cute.

Shirakawa was about to bow and apologize sincerely when Cecilia interrupted him again.

"Hey, Shirakawa, don't give up halfway."

"what?"

"You don't have to apologize. Just maintain this relationship that forces her to focus. You can play more games and gain strength from them in the future. And because she hates you, she won't disturb your life again when you let go," Cecilia explained.

This is the same as what Shirakawa thought at the beginning, except that this time he can also get the so-called power of lust from Akita.

In other words, he can gain a lot of erotic power without having to do it with other girls, and can participate in some strange games. Even if he is exposed and discovered by others, he can use his ability of persuasion to get away with it. For Shirakawa, it is a hundred benefits with no harm.

Besides, Shirakawa had actually rescued Akita and made great sacrifices for her, and he was almost taken away by that noble lady to be her little male lover.

The only thing that stands in Baichuan's way now is his sense of guilt and so-called moral bottom line.

......

Alas, that's it.

There is no way around it.

"Teacher, I won't let you lose your teacher status now." Bai Chuan started to pretend to be a yellow-haired man again, "I still have a lot of fun to do, so I won't let you go so easily. Don't forget, you still haven't paid me back for what you owe me."

Akita was stunned by Shirakawa's treatment, and then said coldly and unwillingly: "There is still a debt of 150 million between us, right?"

"Yes."

"In other words, after you pay back the 150 million, there will be nothing between you and me anymore." Akita said coldly.

No longer having any connection, severing contact, is quite good for Baichuan. After all, there are too many girls who like and love him, which has already exceeded his mental tolerance. (The body can still bear it)

But he didn't expect the teacher to be so decisive.

He also felt a little sad, but for the sake of the power of lust, he had no choice but to continue acting.

"That's right. Every time you obey my instructions, you will be counted as paying back 50 yuan. Now there are three times left. After the three times, there will be no connection between you and me."

"Okay! Also, I'll return this dirty thing to you." Akita took it out in front of Shirakawa without regard for propriety and put it on the bedside table.

Shirakawa put it in his pocket.

Seeing that Shirakawa took the thing away as if nothing had happened and was still taking Akita's...Akita's cheeks also turned a little red.

"Since there's nothing else, I'll be leaving. Please have a good rest, Mr. Akita." Shirakawa said in a frivolous tone with a smirk on his face.

"Come on, I need to change my clothes."

This uniform can no longer be worn outside, but the school festival is not a sports meet, so there will be no injured people coming to the infirmary. Akita can lock the door, take off the clothes and hang them out to dry, then wrap himself in a quilt and wait for the clothes to dry.

"Well, goodbye, Mr. Akita."

Baichuan left.

Looking at Shirakawa's departing back, Akita was filled with resentment.

I don't know what Sakura and Nikaidou like about Shirakawa, such a scumbag! Humph!