Real teaching, but diary flow

Unfortunately, the person standing in front of Kikyo Kushida was Airi Sakura.

Although I didn't quite understand, I think I got it!

Since it was Kushida who said it, then there must be no problem!

For people who are not very bright, what they need to do is not to think for themselves, but to choose someone they can trust and then completely entrust their thinking ability to that person.

Sakura Airi decided to do just that.

Besides, this logic doesn't seem wrong at all.

Who else besides Freud would keep photos like those of their mother?

The only problem is...

"Can I really do a good job as a mother...?" Sakura Airi had some doubts about herself.

She didn't doubt Kikyo Kushida, nor did she doubt Tetsu Asakusa; the person she doubted most was herself.

Can you do it well?

"Sakura-kun, you can definitely do it." Kikyo Kushida glanced at the unconventional front armor on Sakura Airi's chest and encouraged her with utmost gentleness.

Oh... Kushida-san is so kind.

The silly child is still grateful to Kikyo Kushida.

However, along with gratitude, new questions arose.

"But how exactly should I do it...?"

Yes, whether you believe in yourself or not is one thing, but even if you believe in yourself the most, saying that there will always be a way, how to actually do it is still a question.

As described earlier, Kikyo Kushida already explained what a mother should do: simply hold Toru Asakusa in her arms and comfort him.

The key lies in what happened before and what happened after.

She wouldn't go to his classroom in Class A and say something like, "I'll be your mother, please delete the photos," would she?

People will definitely look at me strangely, right?!

Ah, but it seems that Kushida-san has Asakusa-san's contact information. If we contact her using the terminal, it might not be so embarrassing.

"I'll take care of it," Kikyo Kushida said softly, then stood up. "Wait a moment."

Actually, the best course of action would be to take advantage of the situation and deliver the gift to Asakusa Tetsu before Sakura Airi could react. However, she was afraid that Asakusa Tetsu might give her away if she didn't tell him beforehand, so she wanted to give him a few instructions before taking action.

Kikyo Kushida wasn't worried at all that Tetsu Asakusa would refuse the offer.

She knew that man too well.

He certainly wouldn't pass up such an opportunity to take advantage of someone who comes knocking on his door.

She took out her terminal, thought for a moment, and typed a message.

【1106, come here now. You had a good deed at noon, so come and resolve it yourself.】

A moment later, the message was marked as 'read' instead of 'unread'.

So, Kikyo Kushida long-pressed the message and quietly deleted it.

At this time, he should be in the library.

So all we have to do now is wait for that guy to come from the library.

......

"..."

11:06, noon... Oh, Sakura.

The moment he saw the message, Asakusa Tetsu understood immediately.

Sakura Airi has approached Kushida Kikyo.

...Isn't this just walking into a trap?

Are you planning to get help from Kikyo Kushida to handle the photo issue? Or are you going to keep your identity as a gravure idol a secret?

Honestly, how can they not trust me at all?

However, the meaning behind Little Kikyo's message...

To be honest, I didn't quite understand Asakusa Tetsu.

If you want him to delete the photos, you can just send him a message.

Although he certainly wouldn't listen and delete the photos.

'1106'

This address... he remembered it was Sakura Airi's dormitory room number.

"Come and solve it yourself"...?

After pondering these words, Asakusa Tetsu quickly gave up on trying to decipher their deeper meaning and instead stood up.

Women's thoughts are so hard to understand, especially when there's a connection between them.

Even if you stare at the messages on the screen for a long time, you'll never be able to guess what the woman behind the screen is thinking.

But things are different when you meet them in person.

Breathing, body temperature, heartbeat, contracting muscles, reddened earlobes, trembling body.

It's not just the tone of voice that can be analyzed.

"I'm leaving now." Whispering softly in Shiina Hiyori's ear, Asakusa Toru picked up his book, found its original place, put it back in its place, and then simply walked out of the library.

Although he hadn't actually been sitting down for very long.

Hiyori Shiina: "......"

The gentle girl stopped turning the pages of her book, watched his departing figure, and then gently parted her lips.

"Okay, goodbye," she said.

"..."

"--bite."

A crisp sound and the elevator arriving at the floor, the elevator doors slowly opening and Kikyo Kushida already waiting in front of the doors.

"What do you want to do?" Asakusa Toru asked, raising an eyebrow and getting straight to the point.

Kikyo Kushida, equally direct, also raised her eyebrows:

"Fuck her."

Kikyo Kushida's voice was very soft, but it was exceptionally clear to Tetsu Asakusa.

"...Are you serious?"

"Extremely serious."

A familiar conversation was repeated in the corridor on the eleventh floor.

This time, however, the words spoken by the two were slightly reversed.

After a moment of silence, Asakusa Tetsu pulled out a voice recorder and said, "I recorded it."

The text displayed on the lit screen proved that what he said at that moment was true.

Kikyo Kushida glanced down at the recorder in his hand, but instead of snatching it away as she had done before, she remained silent for a moment before taking out another recorder from her own pocket.

“I recorded it too,” she said.

A voice recorder is a really good thing.

Being able to record words that have been spoken but are now forgotten can reduce the effort required to relay them and can become leverage for mutual threats.

Ever since she got those voice recorders from Tetsu Asakusa, she has made sure to carry one with her every day.

This is a good habit.

"So don't worry, even if we die, it will be with you." Kikyo Kushida pressed the recorder in Tetsu Asakusa's hand, raised her own recorder, and smiled brightly.

Even if she were to be expelled from school for allegedly assaulting someone, Kikyo Kushida would not stand idly by.

"..."

With their heads bowed, Asakusa Toru and Kushida Kikyo locked eyes for a moment.

Beautiful eyes, a cute face, and a... radiant smile.

"I understand." With a silent sigh, Asakusa Tetsu said, "What should I do?"

"Should I go in, take the photos, and threaten to expose them if she doesn't give them to me? Or should I just go in without saying a word, cover my face, and do whatever I want? Or perhaps—"

"—Stop, stop, stop." Seeing that he seemed to be getting more and more outrageous, Kikyo Kushida quickly interrupted him:

"I won't let you do anything so outrageous."

Threatening exposure and doing whatever they want—where have they gone off-topic?

...Although it doesn't feel like a bad idea, after all, Sakura seems like the kind of kid that would be really fun to bully.

But she really didn't intend to commit a crime and get expelled from school.

This is also why she showed the recording.

Kikyo Kushida took Asakusa Toru's hand again and stuffed the recorder into it.

“Listen to the previous recording.” Kikyo Kushida raised her head.

She had finished recording the previous segment ahead of schedule, and with just a tap, she could clearly reproduce all the words she had spoken not long ago.

"..." Glancing around out of the corner of his eye, mainly focusing on the ends of the corridor and the seemingly closed door of '1106', Asakusa Toru casually lowered the volume of the recorder, set the playback speed, and then held the speaker to his ear.

The faint, yet barely audible, sounds replayed in his ears.

As the sound played, Asakusa Tetsu's expression became strange.

"...Are you serious?" When the recording ended, Asakusa Tetsu returned the recorder to Kushida Kikyo and repeated the same words again.

What kind of fucking nonsense is this?

Is Kikyo Kushida's brain malfunctioning because she ate too many popsicles?

“Extremely serious.” Looking at Asakusa Tetsu’s expression at that moment, Kushida Kikyo gave the same answer.

This time, however, she could no longer maintain a serious expression on her face.

"Giggle, giggle, giggle..." Kikyo Kushida crouched down, pressing her hand against her clothes, and let out a soft, bell-like laugh.

It was clear that she was trying very hard to be patient so that Sakura inside the door might hear.

But in front of Asakusa Tetsu, her laughter was truly arrogant.

...It's too difficult to hold back.

Why is he being described like Freud?

As is well known, in Freud's philosophy, any behavior, any factor, any psychological problem points directly to one answer.

I love my mom.

I like my mom who is about this tall.

Uh, no, the last sentence doesn't seem to be from Freud.

In the end, although Kushida spread rumors about him in front of Sakura, saying all sorts of nonsensical and fabricated lies.

But to be honest, subtly and coincidentally, everything Kikyo Kushida did unexpectedly met his expectations.

It perfectly coincided with the thought that had crossed his mind while he was on the rooftop.

—Let Sakura become a mother.

Become a mother who loves herself immensely.

"Stop laughing." Rolling her eyes, Asakusa Tetsu retorted, "Do you really think you're any better in Sakura's eyes right now?"

"Kikyo-mama, who is a high school girl who is the same age as male high school boys and acts as a JK (high school girl) mother."

I can't stand this guy.

She seems to be getting more and more neurotic lately.