Real teaching, hypocritical gray life

"..."

"Is there anything else you don't understand?"

“No, no…”

After getting the response, I also pulled up the bathrobe on my shoulder to cover the wound.

"Anyway...I'm sorry..."

"Don't worry, I won't keep worrying about this matter, Ichinose."

The thunder was still roaring in the distance and the rain was still crackling, but the house was exceptionally quiet.

Chapter 125: The trigger of unbearable suffering

The second hand of the daytime wall clock ticks away.

The wound on my neck was still aching slightly, so I symbolically covered the scar and then got up from the sofa.

Eight thirteen in the morning.

——depression.

This is the atmosphere I felt when I just opened my sleepy eyes.

After calming down, I quietly walked to the only window in the dormitory, opened a small gap in the middle of the curtain and looked out. The dimness brought the long-lost softness.

Normally, the sky at eight o'clock in the morning in summer should be sunny or blazing, with a few misty clouds dotting the azure blue sky. But the light coming through the window at this moment is not as hot and bright as usual, and even makes me feel like I am still in the time period of four o'clock in the middle of the night, when the house is dim and the sky is dim.

However, the clock on the wall constantly reminds me of the accuracy of real time, as does the display on the phone screen. So I have no choice but to put aside my concerns.

The xylophone sound that had been playing outside the window not long ago had stopped, and there was no sound of raindrops falling. The street corners and building surfaces were all covered with a thin layer of mist. The sky was overcast, as if a step would be pressed down at any moment, and there was no end to the movement as far as the eye could see.

Based on this point alone, it is easy to infer that the continuation of the thunderstorm will definitely not end so easily.

This kind of weather is really frustrating. It is not easy to feel the lightning or heavy rain coming in an instant.

After staring at the scene in front of me for a long time, I slowly withdrew from the world behind the curtain.

Return to the house.

Because of the sudden accident at night, Ichinose was so frightened that her mind was in a highly active state. It was a long time after the incident that Ichinose went back to sleep. It was also because of this that Ichinose's daily routine was disrupted, so she was unable to wake up before eight o'clock.

Although it is inappropriate to peek at a woman's sleeping posture from the perspective of moral etiquette, it is something that a healthy man cannot avoid.

The main thing is that Ichinose's posture in her sleep is something that cannot but attract attention.

Right side sleeping position.

Sleeping facing the wall prevented me from easily appreciating Ichinose's sleepy eyes. Although I had ample opportunity to take a picture with the 'camera' function on my phone, the interference of her hair forced me to stop there. There was much more that attracted me.

The air conditioner in the dormitory is set at 27 degrees, which is just right for the hot summer. Now I can feel that the temperature in the room is quite comfortable. Although the heat source outside has been isolated, the comfortable and peaceful temperature is by no means too cold to bear.

Ichinose's sleeping posture is quite bold.

It may be because girls' body temperature is higher than normal men's.

Only the waist area of ​​Ichinose's body was covered with warmth. His hands stretched out from the quilt as if asking for warmth from the outside world. His thighs pressed the quilt too hard and he enjoyed the air envelope to the fullest.

The whole back of the shirt was squeezed and tightened by the body when sleeping, but I didn't see any bulges. In other words, Ichinose was not wearing a bra at this time...

Because the school uniform pants I lent to Ichinose were not suitable for stretching during sleep, Ichinose took off the pants and folded them neatly at the head of the bed when she went to sleep.

So what was displayed in front of me was a pair of legs without any cover.

Even though the lights in the room were dim, I could still see the beautiful curves of Ichinose's slender legs.

I clearly remembered the scene in front of me, and even imitated the changes in the muscles and bones, the fullness of the fat in the legs, and the shape of the accumulation when Ichinose's legs moved. In addition, I put on stockings or silk stockings...

A pair of slender and plump legs appeared before my eyes, and the exposed lotus feet exuded a silent charm.

But in fact, these are not the most tempting.

The most tempting thing is that the shirt that Ichinose was wearing was lifted up after a night's sleep, which means that the fabric that can be called the "skirt" has been folded at this moment, no longer covering the scenery underneath, and the pants have also been taken off at this time.

Because the disposable underwear I bought is a unisex version, it is a boxer briefs, not a briefs. I originally thought that this would not give men any expectations, at most it would be like peeping at a woman wearing a JK skirt walking up the stairs and accidentally revealing a flaw, but in the end the result was just the same disappointment as the "greatest invention that prevents men from evolving" leggings.

However, in my eyes, it is quite different, because this disposable underwear has a considerable sense of transparency...

A fair degree of transparency...

The holy land that is the ultimate fantasy of male adolescence loomed before my eyes.

Instinct drove me to open my eyes wide, and in order to better see the beauty in the mystery, I subconsciously took a small step forward and swallowed my saliva for some reason.

Now if you pay a little more attention, you can see the truth.

"Well......"

"Um......"

Ichinose moved her legs and then changed her sleeping position from lying on her right side to lying on her back. While she was nervous, Ichinose also put herself in a position that was easiest for me to see.

"Um......"

I tried to shorten the distance between myself and Ichinose, but on the other hand, I knew that Ichinose was in a light sleep, so I hesitated in my wandering steps.

Whenever I disturb the air flow around me, Ichinose shows signs of waking up.

"..."

What on earth am I doing?

This kind of perverted behavior is not allowed in anyone's eyes.

If Ichinose finds out about this again, I will be labeled as someone with a vague meaning for the rest of my life. If Ichinose wasn't in a light sleep, I might have given myself a hard slap.

"Hmm..."

"..."

But you can also use the excuse of "I'm worried about Ichinose catching a cold, so I'm helping to cover him up" to get close to him, and then use the psychological factor of being a "victim" to influence him...

No, that's not right, I shouldn't focus my attention on this series of things.

I took a deep breath, rejected the endless thoughts in my mind, and focused my attention on the deduction of leg movements, such as the changes in body shape caused by the twisting of joints, the exaggerated contraction of muscle groups, the expansion and contraction of the capillaries and arteries in the legs...

After sorting out my thoughts, I tiptoed out of the area that served as both a bedroom and a living room, and went to the bathroom to quickly wash up with cold water.

I felt stupid for what I had just done. If I had gotten a little closer I would have seen the secret deep inside Ichinose's thighs.

I pressed the area of ​​my hands around my neck. The cold water and the pain made me more conscious.

...I am so pathetic. It is my own dormitory, but I still have to do things secretly. Not to mention other people, even I feel disgusted when I think about it.

I applied cold water to my face again and put last night's culprit on it, then rubbed it vigorously.

In short, let's solve the breakfast problem before the locksmith arrives.

I was the only sober person in the dormitory, so I walked out of the bathroom as if nothing had happened. In fact, nothing had happened at all.

The kitchen is located in a corridor less than one meter away from the entrance. Just as I was about to enter, there was a sudden knock on the door.

......Are you a locksmith?

I denied it immediately.

No, that's not right. The locksmith starts work at 9 a.m. Also, the receptionist said she would say hello to me before coming.

If that was the case, then who would visit so early in the morning?

"Luo, are you up?"

Kanzaki knocked on the door and shouted my name.

Only then did I remember the mistake I had made, so I had to lean my body as close to the door as possible and speak in the lowest volume that could be heard by the outside world.

"Um...what's the matter that you called me so early in the morning?"

"...I say, your voice sounds quite deep, are you having a fever?"

"When you just wake up, your voice will be somewhat low-pressure."

"But why do I feel that you are speaking in a low voice due to unnatural factors?"

"You're being long-winded. Waking up so early in the summer vacation is already a special case for me..."

I replied impatiently, cutting off Kanzaki's questioning in time.

This is true. When Ichinose came to deliver food a few days ago, I would only get up at ten o'clock in the morning.

"...So what does Kanzaki want from me?"

"Don't you know? I sent you a message to tell you, and it shows that you have read it..."

"......What are you doing?"

While Kanzaki was talking I heard some unusual sounds, like the rubbing of paper bags or the folding of plastic sheets.

"You heard me. I'm having breakfast now, a bread called 'Preliminary' from L'atelier de Plaisir."

"..."

"I heard the store owner said that it mixed 5 kinds of organic flour, so I bought some to try. The crust is unexpectedly thin, and the texture inside is quite soft, and it tastes softly sweet. And the portion is quite large, and I may not be able to finish it for breakfast in a day... Otherwise, I'll share some with you - oh, sorry, I forgot that you can't come out now."

"...I never realized you were so sarcastic before."

"Really? Then maybe your insight is indeed waiting to be provided... You haven't answered my question yet. If you deliberately don't answer my message, we can settle the account between us."

I don't think this is equivalent...

"...I opened the message you sent while I was waking up and checking the time. I originally planned to reply to you after I washed up, but I forgot about it. I was just about to prepare breakfast in the kitchen, and then you came to my door directly."

"I see. Then the timing is really a coincidence."

When I woke up and picked up my phone to check the time in the morning, Kanzaki sent me a message to ask for the time when the locksmith would come to change the locks, saying that he wanted to watch. Originally, electronic chats might have helped Kanzaki to give up this idea, but if faced with this situation directly, many psychological factors would have stabilized and could not be easily changed while maintaining the original humanity.

"Besides, it's too early for you to come to my house at this time. Even the locksmiths don't start work until nine in the morning...As for watching the lock changing, I don't know why you are interested in this kind of thing, but I can't stop you from doing it."

"...I said, why did you say the word 'stop' in the first place?"

Ah, I accidentally said what was in my heart.

"I just think it's stupid for outsiders to look at this kind of thing, because the structure of this kind of induction door lock is completely different from traditional locks. On the one hand, they can understand the problem. On the other hand, if they encounter this kind of problem by themselves, if they don't know all the precautions, other disasters may occur. So I think it might be better to know nothing about it and treat it as an unknown area."

".......Are you really Luo?"

"Any questions about this...? We haven't seen each other for just two days, and you've forgotten my voice?"

I thought Kanzaki heard something else from my voice, but it turns out I overestimated that.

"No...it's just that I find it hard to believe hearing those words coming from your mouth."

"How humble my position in your heart is..."

"Well, never mind. I'll call you when I change the locks. Although I don't think it's necessary, you'll be attracted by the loud noise made by the locksmith when he changes the locks..."

"I'm sorry, but I still want to see the whole process of changing the locks. Anyway, thank you for your help."

"Um...do you have anything else to do? If not, I'll go back to the kitchen and make breakfast."

"You go ahead and do your work. Just let me know when you change the locks."

As soon as he finished speaking, I heard the footsteps of Kanzaki leaving the door. I turned around and prepared to go into the kitchen, but at this moment I heard Ichinose's sleepy reply after waking up.

"fall......?"

"Sorry, did I wake Ichinose up by talking so loudly?"

"Well, no, I woke up when I was washing up, but I just didn't want to get up."

"If you want to continue sleeping, then sleep a little longer. It's still early anyway."

"No, I think that's enough... Was it Kanzaki-san who came over just now?"

I walked sideways out of the corner wall, and Ichinose's figure was completely exposed to my sight.

I don't know where this sense of security came from, or maybe it was the relaxation after just waking up, but Izinose completely let down his guard and had no intention of treating me as an outsider.

After taking a quick peek, I retreated back to my cover in the corner.

"...Hey, what's wrong?"

"I think it would be better for Ichinose to put on his clothes first before asking me questions."

"Eh...ah, I, I get it."