Real teaching, hypocritical gray life

I couldn't help but laugh when Ichinose was so nervous because he was afraid of violating my taboo.

Unequal treatment and stuff, is that kind of thing important?

Then, my body uncontrollably reached out and gently stroked Ichinose's face.

Instantly, a desire a child would have to tear a doll apart arose in my heart.

It suddenly occurred to me that the defect he was talking about might be this uncontrollable subconscious expression.

Because of Ichinose's confusion and my own heartbreak, I said the first words that I will never forget in my life.

"Even if there is, what can it do?"

Chapter 91 At least I won't do anything to you recently

The turbid moonlight appeared and disappeared through the slowly moving black clouds, and the scenery in the transparent world alternated between paleness and darkness in an instant.

The repetitive changes of life and death make the fear and weirdness represented by the night manifest vividly, playing a symphony of death.

Perhaps because it fits the current scene quite well, a dark shadow stands vaguely at the corner of the alley. She seems to be waiting for something to come, and the sound of horse hooves that gradually spreads confirms this.

The sound of the carriage wheels seemed to have a rhythm planned in advance, and it came slowly in harmony with the dark environment.

Soon, the source of the sound, the 'carriage', appeared at the starting point of the street, turned and continued to move forward.

A sturdy black horse, completely black, its figure would be invisible if it were not for the faint moonlight. The carriage was probably light gray, moving slowly, inch by inch, but it was because of this dark calmness that everything seemed solemn and noble.

With the help of the dim moonlight, the mask on the driver's face is clearly visible. The distorted texture of the carvings seems like a dead creature from hell, and his sturdy figure makes people shiver.

Facing such a frightening figure, the passenger in the tacky light gray carriage seemed calm. He also wore a mask on his face, but unlike the coachman, his mask looked very lifelike under the shadows. He was obviously also exuding death, but he was full of vitality. Through the dark gray curtains, the face on the mask seemed to be twisted wildly, but the body was surprisingly calm.

Crazy, but not insane.

The sound of trampling horses' hooves could be heard as the carriage moved forward. Finally, it stopped at the corner of the alley, right in front of the black shadow that had been there from beginning to end.

A carriage can only hold one person and cannot accommodate a second person.

And once you go up, you can never go back.

"You're going to lose everything you own, so are you sure, sir?"

Although the passenger knew this very well, in fact he had nothing, so he agreed and got on the carriage.

[Those who enter this door should never stop.]

This was the first rule of the carriage, and it was also the reason why he was surprised at the moment, because the carriage that never stopped stopped at this moment.

In the past, even if the second passenger challenged it, the carriage would not stop.

Does this passenger have extraordinary abilities?

His doubts were resolved the next moment.

"You should get off the bus, sir."

"..."

"I am dead and can no longer drive this carriage."

"This carriage will also be completely destroyed before sunrise."

As soon as he finished speaking, the door of the carriage opened automatically, and the curtains broke into particles at this moment and disappeared into the sky.

"Shouldn't I disappear with you?"

"So you should be glad that you are my murderer."

"..."

After hearing this, the passenger stopped talking. He looked at the street outside the carriage, hesitated for two or three seconds, and then walked down. At the same time, the black shadow also came up. Before the passenger could come to his senses, she took his arm and came to a house.

"Why did I come here?"

"because--"

The complete sentence entered the man's mind, and the mask on his face that had been moving constantly until just now was taken off by her.

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Takashima, Shiratori, and Okabe were called away at different times, but since I was the first student among the four to learn about the exam content, I was alone when I returned to the room.

I packed my luggage and took out a book from my backpack that I had brought with me to relieve my boredom before leaving. This book would serve as a good cover for my subsequent actions.

I opened the book to a page about 'traditional culture' and placed it on the only desk in the room.

After sending a message to the other party's account, I decided to take a rest in bed.

In a daze, I heard the other three people returning to their rooms. Not long after they fell asleep, I got up from the bed and walked out of the room.

The exam will officially start at 8 o'clock tomorrow morning. Today's gathering is just a preparation before the test, or it can be said to be a broadcast of the pre-exam instructions.

In three years, just half a year of living and one or two special exams, my personal situation has been constantly changing. Whether it is the uncontrollable speech and actions, or the long sleep and dreaming, my physical condition is undoubtedly deviating from the normal track and my expectations.

Dreams are a subconscious existence. In order to be closer to human nature, they can carry human life information when necessary.

The human body is a complex machine. Apart from its own coordination, it even has unexplainable mysteries in terms of the soul.

The existence of dreams is likely to be the transmission of information between blood relatives.

From a scientific point of view, every object has its own field. For the human body field, the interaction between fields will form an information transmission chain.

But unfortunately, I don’t think I have any so-called blood relatives. From the memory of the orphanage, the light and fire of the explosion wiped out the existence of everyone else.

Also, even if this dream is indeed a transmission of information beyond space between blood relatives, how can I explain my uncontrollable behavior towards Ichinose?

A temporary period of unfettered brain activity?

In the midst of teenage rebellion?

Reverse thinking that follows logical progression?

In any way, my inherent self-awareness is shifting towards the unknown. In the near future, I will surely show the incredible side of familiar things, and the familiar side of incredible things.

I don't know how quickly this change will happen, so I need to make sure I at least do what I do during this time between exams.

So I knocked on the door of Room 406, and soon Teacher Hoshinomiya appeared in front of me in a lace suspender nightgown.

Under the dim light in the room, her face looked extremely gloomy and her eyes were even a little red and swollen.

"Teacher, you look very bad."

"Yes, is that so?" Teacher Hoshinomiya asked me back pretending to be strong, and then nervously welcomed me into the room.

It was indeed a single room, and the room was very tidy overall. The only difference was that there were many empty beer cans scattered on the wooden table in the corner.

That's why there is such a strong smell of alcohol in the breath.

"It's so late...does Luo want to talk to me about something?"

"Don't you know, Mr. Hoshinomiya? The email I sent you should have clearly stated it."

"..."

She opened her mouth, not knowing what to say. She looked at me uneasily with a faint mist in her eyes.

I kept moving closer to Teacher Hoshinomiya's body, and she kept retreating until her way back was completely blocked by the bed. The moment she hit the obstacle, her whole body collapsed as if it had lost its air.

"Are you not going to respond?"

"I...I know..."

Tears flowed from the corners of Mr. Hoshinomiya's eyes. Although his whole body was shaking violently with fear, his hands did not stop moving.

As I watched, she slowly slid the entire strap off her right shoulder, revealing a beautiful view.

The chest is so straight that you don't even need to cover it with your hands.

Fear, despair, regret, fear, but there is no burden of anger.

Have you already determined that it was your own behavior that led to this result?

What a fragile heart this is, even though the obsession on the other hand is very firm.

I don't want to know how this result came about. I just know that now is the best time to catch her.

"Do you know the highest point you can take in this school?"

"..."

"Do you need me to repeat it again?" I reached out and touched Teacher Hoshinomiya's cheek, so that her consciousness could become clearer at this time.

I don't intend to do anything substantial to her body, but if her consciousness were to collapse at this moment, it would be troublesome.

"What exactly... do you want to do?" A choked voice came into my ears, but I felt no mercy at all.

“You can use it as a conversation starter at events.”

"This, this kind of thing..."

"So, you know what? About the top items that points can buy."

"...big, probably [changing school rules]."

"Can you be more specific?"

I deliberately placed my hand on her soft skin and slid it gently, giving her the illusion that I would be rough if she didn't perform well.

"The rules of the exam can be changed, but only within the prescribed scope... The specific content cannot be changed, but some of the details can be changed."

"If the specific content cannot be changed, then - how about adding more rules?"

"Teacher, we don't know all the details. We just report the students' requests to the school, and the S system will finally come up with the conditions for approval. In fact, if we have enough points, we may be able to make changes to the specific content of the rules..."

"..."

"Then I need to ask you for something." After saying that, I reached out and pulled the slipped shoulder strap back to its original position, while also covering up the leaked spring scenery. "As a teacher, please pay attention to your image in front of your students."

After Mr. Hoshinomiya noticed my movements, the trembling of his body gradually slowed down.

"You... don't count as doing it to me?"

"I never said I was going to do that from the beginning."

"So, what are you..."

Mr. Hoshinomiya was only halfway through his words when I interrupted him.

"Who knows when my mood might turn sour? Don't you think so, Mr. Hoshinomiya?"

I pressed my hand on her chest and stroked up along her shoulders, past her neck, and straight through her hair to hold the back of her head.

Her body began to tremble violently again, but even so I still couldn't see any anger after being teased.

Are you going to give up resistance so easily?

"At least I won't do anything to you recently, so just relax."

Chapter 92: Special Service I Cannot Refuse

"Did I do something weird to make you look at me like that..."

At half past seven, when I was washing up in the bathroom, I found that everyone in the same room was looking at me with a very scary look. It is not surprising that the shocking emotion was exaggeratedly described as the world would end in the next moment.

"I said, are you alright?"

"Personally, I feel like I have plenty of energy, but my mental state may be another matter... Is there anything wrong with that?"

"If that's the case, then... what the hell, why did you get up so early today? We asked you to go to the swimming pool yesterday, but you stayed in bed for a long time, and didn't go out with us until ten o'clock. It doesn't seem right to get up so early now."

"The school will send an email about the status of the preferential treatment recipients at 8 o'clock this morning. It is reasonable for me to get up before 8 o'clock."

"Even if that's the case, shouldn't you have said something like 'the party is at 1pm anyway, let me sleep a little longer'?"

"In fact, that was my original plan, but since we have made an agreement, we have to act accordingly."

"Promise? What did you promise? Where are you going?"

"After our group gathered last night, we met at the cafe on the deck... I think it was called [Blue Ocean], where we discussed the battle plan for this exam. Don't you have a similar session?"

"Yes, there are, but not as early as you...By the way, who in our class is in the same group with you?"

"Ichinose and Hamaguchi-san."

"No wonder......"