Why does the good husband not forget the past of being bullied by the evil woman after marriage?

Seeing that she was just one step away from success, Mina Sakai’s patience was really reaching its limit!

She couldn't help but shout loudly in her heart.

[Why, why won’t you agree to my request? You’ve already been fucked by someone… why are you pretending to be innocent and slow to warm up?]

As the girl's eyes became more fierce and resolute, she couldn't help but think of the woman Kurono Yukie, and the scene that night when Shimizu Hiroki drank that cup of sleep-inducing black tea and completely released the beast in his heart.

A plan quietly took shape in my mind.

[Yuuki, you forced me to do this. I really don’t want to wait any longer! ]

[Even if you are this dirty, you can only be mine! ]

202. Unbearable to look back & Mieko met the god

"Are you sure that Shimizu-san is a student in this class?"

"Don't underestimate my intelligence network. Hey, is the student union's disciplinary officer here? Just go in and take a look and you'll know."

Two girls in lower grade student uniforms were lingering at the classroom door stealthily, and no one dared to be the first to go in to confirm the specific class that Shimizu Yuki was in.

"Excuse me, are you talking about this student named Shimizu Yuki just now?"

Suddenly, a strange female voice came from behind. The two female students were frightened and turned around with their necks shrunk. They found that it was a young and beautiful female teacher.

"Hello, teacher. We are both freshmen in high school. We don't know the Qingshui classmate you mentioned..."

"But I just heard you guys talking about it, did I hear it wrong?"

Mieko subconsciously narrowed her narrow fox eyes. She looked only a little troubled, but she always gave people the illusion that they were seen through.

The two female students immediately dared not hide it anymore, and thinking that the female teacher seemed easy to talk to, they told her their purpose in detail.

"Well, we two are actually here to visit the holy land and take some photos. I promise it won't affect our studies."

"Wait a minute, the teacher doesn't quite understand what you are saying!"

Mieko Arisu, who came down from the mountain, had no idea what fashionable words were being used by young students. However, when one of the female students took out her cell phone and clicked on some hot posts on the campus forum, she realized that the so-called holy place was nothing more than an old desk used by a male student named Hiroki Shimizu?

It was as if there was some magical power, as if everyone had heard of this Yuuki Shimizu, and it seemed that he was not just an ordinary student.

Mieko smiled, not showing any attitude as a teacher who was about to lecture or scold.

"So, you are here to visit the holy land as well, but I am not here to take pictures. I am here to find Shimizu-san himself."

As she spoke, the woman casually lowered her eyes, but the moment her gaze met the photo, the delicate smile on her lips seemed to be blown away by a gust of sandy wind, revealing her confusion and loss as a believer, like a lost cultist.

Arisu Mieko could hardly see the handsome features of the boy sitting in the afterglow of the setting sun, and of course she was not obsessed with this face. From an angle that no one had ever noticed, she noticed that the beautiful boy's dark and warm eyes were dripping with a soft and dull melancholy that was about to stare into reality.

She was reminded of the ancient murals in the mountain shrines that were engraved on the stone walls but with the facial features blurred. However, the boy in the photo was just sitting there, as if emitting the same kindness and indifference, just like the embodiment of the god that she had never met but had been desperately searching for!

The boy's vague and hazy beauty seemed to carry a boiling divinity. Just by looking at him, Mieko felt that her body no longer belonged to her. The body fluids in her entire body were evaporating and drying up, and soon more water was secreted from that spring.

The woman's face flushed with indecent blushes from the happiness of having her long-cherished desire satisfied. She seemed to be choking, and a sharp moan came out of her throat. It was hard to tell whether this was the piety of a believer or a mad and out-of-control psychopath...

"Teacher? Teacher! What's wrong with you?"

One female student pulled another one and tried to run away, not forgetting to pull the cell phone out of Mieko's hand.

After they had distanced themselves from each other, they looked back in shock at the female teacher who seemed to be flushed and about to faint. They saw the woman reaching out to hold on to the wall, using the plump and soft flesh stacked taut under her teacher's uniform as a cushion, and sitting on the cold, hard concrete floor with legs crossed, looking anxious and fearful.

"Then we can just leave like this, is that okay? She looks so scary!?"

"Don't mind your own business. Maybe she's one of those nymphomaniacs from the comic books. She's been holding it in for too long and can't help but climax when she sees a handsome face!"

"Eh? No way? Then Shimizu-san is in danger? Besides, will such a beautiful older sister become a nymphomaniac without the love of a man? What should I do in the future?"

……

The frightened female students quickly fled. With their simple desire to just catch a glimpse of the beautiful boy and to enrich their social media, how could they understand the excitement and loss of mind of Mieko Arisu who had been calling out and searching for more than ten years and finally had the chance to meet the god?

But when Mieko came to her senses, she looked down at her empty hands, and the boy's appearance seemed to be slowly disappearing from her mind. She regained her sanity with anxiety and realized that she had just made an ugly mistake.

Demon! It must be a demon! He even bewitched her just by looking at a photo of a dead object!

Mieko suddenly understood why the priestesses in the shrine pointed at her increasingly plump and seductive body and accused her of a sin, saying it was the best evidence that she was possessed by evil spirits!

It was precisely because of her lustful and depraved body that she had to be tied up tightly with ribbons all day long, and even when she was chanting prayers in front of believers, she had to wear an extremely loose robe to cover her body.

And the handsome boy without any disguise would undoubtedly become the perfect breeding ground for evil. Otherwise, how could she explain the strange reaction that almost took away her mind?

Well, just take another look, just for confirmation.

As a priestess who is the messenger of God, she must not slander any innocent person.

Ignoring the few students who occasionally passed by this corner, Mieko followed suit and opened the campus forum. She found the post that was number one on the hot list without much searching. The beautiful boy in the photo appeared in her sight again, and her restless heart, which seemed to have a withdrawal reaction, gradually calmed down.

"I'm sorry, please forgive my overstepping of authority."

The previous doubts disappeared without any reason. Mieko stretched out her pale fingers and stroked the boy's cheek. The face of this woman who had never experienced love between a man and a woman showed the surging spring love of a young girl.

"My Lord God..."

Her voice became like a jar of spilled honey. The slippery and sticky tone made people's mouths dry, as if after taking a big sip, all the liquid stuck in the throat, so sweet that it made people want to vomit.

The cell phone was held in her arms, and she folded her hands across her chest. Mieko lowered her head and tilted it slightly to one side. Her narrow and charming fox eyes were tightly closed. Her mind was still in a trance as if she was walking on a cloud of mist. When she prayed devoutly, she even forgot to restrain the excited and happy smile on her lips.

Until a shabby and tall young man's figure blocked the woman kneeling by the wall. She looked up and happened to see the beautiful young man looking down at her with a bit of condescending attitude, and a hint of pity and kindness in his dark and clear eyes.

"Teacher, are you feeling unwell? Do you want me to take you to the infirmary?"

203. The Unbearable Confession of Arisu Mieko

"Arisu-sensei? Are you feeling better? That's great! If you don't wake up, I'll have to send you to the hospital!"

Mieko Arisu slowly woke up from her coma. She opened her hazy eyes and saw the female teacher who worked in the same health room sitting beside her bed, looking concerned and anxious.

"I'm fine. Why am I in the health room? I remember going to the second grade teaching building..."

Her head was dizzy and her thoughts were confused. Her body was also very tired, especially the area from her thighs to her lower back, which felt sore and weak. She usually only felt this kind of physical and mental exhaustion after kneeling and praying for a whole day.

"Why did Mr. Arisu run to the second-year teaching building? But it was indeed a few second-year female students who helped you to the infirmary. You were already unconscious at the time, which scared me."

"I see. Thank you for your help, Mr. Nakamura."

Mieko's thoughts gradually became clearer, and she soon realized that something was wrong. She asked again, "But that's not right. How could it be that a few female students sent me here? I clearly remember seeing..."

Mieko supported her plump and heavy body and slowly sat up. She covered her temples and tried hard to recall the remaining fragments before she lost consciousness.

Obviously nothing was missing, but it was as if something very important was lost. A sense of loss instantly filled her chest, and the uncomfortable and stuffy feeling seemed to suffocate her.

"Oh~ By the way, those girls said that Shimizu-san asked them to bring Arisu-sensei here. He should be the first person to find Arisu-sensei unconscious."

Whether students or teachers, the name Hiroki Shimizu is no stranger to Nodaka.

Teacher Nakamura suddenly thought of the bad rumors that happened to the student union discipline director some time ago, so he covered his mouth and opened his eyes wide, as if he had discovered some shocking secret, and asked in an excited voice.

"Speaking of which, Mr. Arisu, do you remember why you were unconscious? Could it be that Shimizu Yuuki did something to you? Could he really be a bad student?"

Although the previous rumors have been self-defeating, conspiracy theories always have their market and audience wherever they are. Many people are secretly convinced that even if Shimizu Hiroki is just a poor young master from a fallen family, there is probably still a family force behind him that is terrifying enough to confuse right and wrong!

Otherwise, who can explain why all the posts on the campus forum were deleted overnight by an invisible hand? Why did wealthy aristocrats like Kawaki Hina and Tosa Yuki suddenly drop out of school and disappear? Is this something that an ordinary person like Shimizu Hiroki, who has fallen into the civilian class, can do?

"Shimizu Hiroki..."

The missing piece of the puzzle was finally pieced together intact, forming the last scene the woman saw before she fell into a coma. The beautiful young man who she had hallucinated as a god was looking down at her condescendingly, his dark, clear eyes flashing with compassion and kindness.

However, the moment the other person's warm and hot palm touched her body, Mieko lost all consciousness and fell into a coma.

When the truth came to light, Mieko's pale face was quickly covered with shame, anger and redness. She was obviously ashamed of her abnormal behavior!

Is she... is she crazy?!

How ridiculous must she be to mistake a student who was several years younger than her for a high and mighty god? She almost slandered the beautiful boy in front of her as a demon that symbolized lust and depravity, just like the priestess in the shrine!

It is such a huge sin!

It turned out that she was too anxious. She wanted too much to meet the illusory and almighty God and find the answer she had longed for.

However, her temperament, which had been cultivated through long-term prayers day and night, was so fragile that it was vulnerable to any attack. Was such an incompetent witch really worthy of listening to the teachings of the great god?

But only in this way can she prove that what those older priestesses, including her teacher, said were wrong, that there were no filthy demons inhabiting her body, and that her flesh was not the evil hotbed of lust and temptation as described by the priestess!

All her colleagues in the shrine, regardless of their status, kept gossiping and spreading rumors about her body behind her back. The words they used were filthy and unbearable to hear. Mieko Arisu remembered all of this in her heart!

"Mr. Nakamura, you should think too much. It was Shimizu who found me when I was about to faint, so I want to thank him for his enthusiasm. Don't say such unfounded words."

As a flawless shrine maiden in the eyes of devout believers, Mieko's mind is naturally much simpler and purer than that of ordinary people, and she also understands the principle of not doing to others what you do not want others do to you.

She would never make up obscene rumors about the student named Shimizu Yuuki just to make up for her own gaffe.

"Oh, I was just saying that. Shimizu Yuuki is a very good student. He is excellent in both character and study, and he also has a good personality. He's just a little pitiful..."

Mieko glanced at Teacher Nakamura, who was eager to talk, and nodded with a smile. She listened to her complete account of the life experience of this beautiful boy. However, many of the stories were unconfirmed gossip, and the truth remained to be distinguished.

"This Qingshui classmate always sends some kids who were bullied in school to me to treat their injuries. After a while, we have become quite familiar with each other."

Teacher Nakamura spoke with great enthusiasm, and during the lecture he did not forget to provide additional explanations and issue a disclaimer.

"It's not that I'm not a role model for teachers, it's just that Shimizu-san is indeed very handsome. If I were ten years younger, as young as Arisu-sensei, I wouldn't bother with the identities of student and teacher, and would just play the mature woman's seduction and control such a little boy! I guarantee that he will love the teacher obediently!"

"What are you talking about, Mr. Nakamura!"

How could Arisu Mieko tolerate such vicious words? She quickly covered her ears to stop listening and thinking about it, while still asking for forgiveness from the lord god.

"Haha, I can only think about it. Shimizu-san... has already been reserved by someone! That's why I say he is so pitiful."

Mr. Nakamura was able to work at an elite university like Nogao High School, so he must have come from a high background and must have heard some rumors in the circle.

"Shimizu-san is not a toy for others to play with, so how could you say that?" Mieko frowned, obviously having never heard of the various ways the upper class played.

"Well, I won't say much about this."

Teacher Nakamura picked up the lesson plan on the table. Since Mieko was fine, she had to rush to her last class.

"Teacher Arisu, didn't you recently participate in the anti-bullying campaign at school? It seems that Shimizu-san is being bullied.

But I still advise you not to meddle in other people's business. After all, it's not easy to get a job at Yegao!"

204. Unbearable to look back & Mieko arrived a step late at the school gate

When Arisu Mieko woke up, it was almost evening.

She lay in front of the window of the health room, looking at the youthful and free boys and girls walking together on the campus, playing and frolicking with laughter. The ambiguous atmosphere was filled with the pure and bitter feelings that she had never experienced since she had lived in a shrine deep in the mountains since she was a child.

All the female priestesses in the shrine went up the mountain when they were young, and will spend the rest of their lives serving the gods. Their increasingly old, haggard and thin bodies will eventually turn into a handful of lifeless yellow earth in the deep mountains and forests. Where can they find similar experiences and lessons to teach the young Arisu Mieko?

However, Mieko learned from the priest that men are disgusting and dirty things. Once they have too much contact with them, they will definitely be infected with incurable sins. Lust and love are the things they cannot touch the most!

Therefore, since she has never deeply understood the feeling of this, Mieko naturally cannot say that she is envious of the seemingly beautiful and pleasant scene outside the window.

After looking for a while, she felt that the gradually burning sunset was particularly dazzling, so she pulled the curtains tight.

In the unlit health room, darkness slowly crept out from the corner and climbed onto the single bed where the woman was kneeling. Wrapped around her ankles was a damp, cold, and corrupt smell, like a sign that the evil spirit deep within her flesh was about to burst out.

Taking advantage of the dim light, Mieko wrapped the loose ribbon around her chest and put on the teacher's uniform, which was extremely tight on her.

Most of the time, she was used to changing clothes with the lights off, as if she didn't want to see the body underneath that she hated so much.

After doing all this, Mieko seemed tired and began to breathe heavily.

However, she still had unfinished business to do. No accidents would happen this time. She simply wanted to provide the proper comfort and care to the students who had been bullied as a teacher.

Her thoughts became clear, and the woman who was not wearing a shrine maiden's costume knelt on the soft bed and began to pray again. However, it was really inconvenient to exert force in such physical movements. The fair and beautiful flesh trapped in the tight and not very breathable clothes could only squeeze out very uncomfortably, and the buttons guarding the vital areas of the buttocks, waist and chest squeaked.

Mieko had no choice but to complete her prayer in a very awkward posture, secretly thanking her lucky that this was just her personal practice and that no one else saw her in such a shameful and embarrassed state.

It took Mieko a long time to calm the violent breathing in her chest, and the stuffy redness on her face disappeared completely. The self in the mirror looked like both a holy and flawless shrine maiden and a qualified teacher who was a role model, gentle and tolerant.

After an afternoon of rest, except for the soreness and astringency of her thigh flesh, Mieko's body had almost recovered to its best condition.

She took off the short high heels that matched her teacher's uniform, changed into a pair of more comfortable flat shoes, and came to the second grade where the class was just about to end.

After all, Mieko had just started working and was only teaching first grade. The students coming and going in the corridor just glanced at her pretty face a few more times, wondering which grade this new beautiful teacher was.

Although her inexplicable charm and extremely feminine appearance are enough to give her a full score, her figure is still far behind the visual impact brought by the several female teachers headed by the principal Yoshinaga Aiko. It is not ruled out that this new teacher might be fake!

One of the female students stepped forward and asked enthusiastically, "Teacher, are you new here? Which grade do you teach?"

"Yes, that's right. I'm Mr. Arisu, who is currently teaching the first-year health class. Is Shimizu Yuuki here? I don't think I saw him."

When the female student in the same class heard the beautiful and gentle female teacher mention Shimizu Hiroki, her face changed immediately and she pointed to the corridor leading to the school gate.