Chapter 82: You are a bad student

He is like the devil.

But he is the kind of devil that makes people love and hate him, and can bring death and life to him.

People always say that this boy is a bastard, but if you really want to say what's wrong with him, it seems that all you can say is that he is not loyal and is a scumbag.

But he doesn't do the kind of thing that involves abandoning you, cheating you of your money, or hiding things from you. He is just a complete scumbag.

It can even bring you a unique experience in many cases. Apart from anything else, just look at the beautiful face and the perfect body soaked in warm water and you will get supreme enjoyment.

Is there anything more touching than intuitive beauty?

Is it the kind of poor and resentful middle-aged person who pleads with you: I will definitely make you happy?

But it seems that we can't completely say that he is a good person.

Because...whose nice guy just rushed in while taking a shower?

Who is the nice guy who said he just wanted to take a shower together but ended up making someone unable to get out?

When Amamiya Hongye clearly felt the boy's heavy breathing and fiery breath.

She couldn't help but widen her eyes slightly.

"Why are you..."

His face turned red first.

Her eyes were blurry and unconvincing.

Because the other person kept touching her skin, seemingly helping her to clear herself up, but what he was actually doing was obvious to everyone.

When Oreki Gen turned her over again, right in front of the sink.

She bent down in humiliation, showing the most charming curves of her body under the control of the other party.

No man can refuse, Oreki Gen dared to say so with certainty.

What made Amamiya Hongye even more ashamed and even more difficult to accept was that... there was a mirror on the sink. If she raised her head slightly, she could see her fair and clear skin and her hot body in the mirror.

The blurry look in her eyes and the redness on her cheeks seemed to strip her of all her disguises, exposing her desires.

Not to mention the young man standing behind her, holding her slender waist.

This scene is in the mirror.

Looking at herself like this...Amamiya Koha felt like she was going crazy, and her shame was about to explode.

It was precisely under this feeling that she became even more sensitive, and her reaction to every touch from the other party could not be more obvious.

Oreki Gen's breathing had indeed become heavier. This was what he had always wanted to do. When he entered the bathroom, he had already prepared for this moment.

To be honest, I didn't mean to trample on this woman's self-esteem, nor was it for any weird fetish.

It's just... fun.

He lowered his voice, listening to the sound of water splashing to the ground, and he whispered.

"Leave it to me, I will make this night perfect and unforgettable."

"asshole..."

Is that how you become memorable?

Ok.

She had to admit that it was indeed unforgettable.

Watching the gradually changing expressions in the mirror is like seeing the process of how a good person degenerates.

The more honest one is, the more likely one will fall from grace and there will be no turning back.

Oops.

The misty water vapor covered the mirror surface, but she was already swaying in the wind and rain, unable to extricate herself.

The feeling was so wonderful that she could hardly stand.

Fortunately.

Fortunately, this time it didn't take as long as before in the living room.

Oreki Gen let her go because he was worried that she would catch a cold in such a place.

Of course it is exciting. Just this angle and everything you can see in this mirror are enough to drive people crazy.

After Oreki Gen made the woman enjoy the madness of hell, he also gave her the enjoyment like in the Garden of Eden.

Not only did he help her clean and wipe her, he even carried the completely powerless woman to the bedroom.

I helped her blow dry her hair, and then we hugged each other on the soft bed.

When the two of them covered themselves with the quilt, their warmed skin touched each other.

Only then did Amamiya Momiji feel that the world had truly become peaceful.

The madness in the storm is so overwhelming that one cannot help but indulge in it, but the aftertaste afterwards makes one more addicted.

Women...always feel a sense of security at times like this.

It has to be not only crazy and fresh, but also warm.

"Teacher Amamiya, aren't you going to scold me?"

Oreki asked with a smile.

Amamiya Hongye rolled her eyes reluctantly. It was difficult for her to curse the boy for all his previous actions.

The slightly coercive behavior and the evil intention of constantly calling himself teacher in the process made his sense of shame deteriorate.

She could only sigh helplessly.

"Is it useful to scold you now?"

"Although it seems to be so, but... isn't it because Mr. Amamiya really enjoyed it that he was holding back?"

Amamiya Momiji's cheeks turned slightly red.

"I didn't, don't talk nonsense."

"Yes, yes, I'm talking nonsense."

Listening to his slightly doting words, Amamiya Hongye felt like he was coaxing a child.

Why?

I am his teacher, how can he act like an adult in front of me?

But her action was to move closer to him instinctively, and she adjusted herself to the most comfortable position to rest in his warm and reliable arms.

Is there anything, any place that can make people feel safer than his arms?

Even Noah's Ark can't compare to it.

She narrowed her eyes slightly, and a thought that all women would have at this time came to her mind.

If only it could continue like this.

At this time, Amamiya Koha heard Oreki Gen's calm and gentle words.

"Is there something that Mr. Amamiya wanted to say today but didn't tell me?"

Amamiya Momiji immediately realized what the other party was asking.

It was nothing more than the topic that I wanted to talk about but couldn't when I was shopping with him.

She felt a warm current flowing through her heart, because she didn't expect that this boy still remembered such a small detail and didn't let everything be consumed by the surge of desire just now.

It seemed to indicate that he was not just obsessed with his own body.

she said softly.

"nothing."

Oreki Gen smiled.

"Teacher Amamiya should know that giving clues but refusing to speak out is the most hateful behavior. Do you really want me to be troubled by this and unable to sleep all night?"

Amamiya Momiji said with a smile: "You can't sleep either?" But she quickly sighed and spoke softly.

"It's nothing, actually. My parents just happened to call me today and talked to me for a few words."

"You're talking about Mr. Amamiya. At your age, you should also consider getting married and having children, or should we just arrange a suitable partner for you?"

Oreki Gen asked with a smile.

Amamiya Hongye frowned, "You can guess this?"

Oreki Gen blinked his eyes. "It's just that something like this can bother you for so long. Most women of this age also worry about these things, right?"

"If you think I'm too old, just go back."

She said dissatisfiedly, not realizing that her tone sounded like a spoiled child.

However, Oreki Xian hugged the woman, who had lost some sense of security at this moment, even tighter, making the tenderness even more intense.

"From the beginning till now, I always think that this is the best time for Mr. Amamiya. I never care about numbers, just like I have no interest in money."

"It sounds nice..."

She hummed softly.

Oreki smiled and lowered his head to look into her eyes.

"What I am really dissatisfied with is that in this day and age, there are still people who think that getting married and having children is a must. Some even think that if you are not married at a certain age, you will be despised and it is shameful. This is not correct."

The woman's heart was slightly touched, and she couldn't help but look into the boy's eyes that seemed to speak.

It seems that no matter when you look at it, it is so beautiful and full of affection.

What if you say he is a born scumbag?

With such a unique look...how can he not harm others?

"I don't really care about what they say. After all, I've said that I won't let them control my life anymore..."

"But there has to be a twist, right?"

Oreki Gen asked calmly.

Amamiya Momiji looked at the other person.

"Oreki Gen... Do you really not know why I am so conflicted, happy and sad at the same time?"

Oreki Gen looked straight into the other person's eyes and did not answer.

Amamiya Momiji bit her lip. There was an indescribable look in her eyes, as if she was suppressing some unspeakable secret that she couldn't open but desperately wanted to say out loud.

It was at this time that Oreki Gen spoke.

"Whatever your idea is, I will support you."

Amamiya Momiji couldn't help but hug the other person's arms a little tighter, and then said in a trembling voice.

"I'm afraid that I'm so addicted to the feeling of being with you that I can't face the fact that I can't have you all to myself."

It’s like the final accusation of someone who has seen despair but has no way out.

The more she realized how unique and hard to find this boy was.

The more you need to recognize such people, the more you will realize how to own them alone.

Especially a girl like Sakuraba Mitsuki, no matter who looks at her, she will be his best choice, no doubt about it.

The right age, the best family background, beautiful and elegant, who can refuse?

How long can I, who is only a teacher, hold on to him?

Even Asagiri Ran... looks so youthful and good-looking. Standing with him is the best youth campus idol drama.

Oreki Gen knew how to comfort the other person.

But he didn't use those gentle words, or empty principles.

Instead he looked into her eyes and asked.

"Are you willing to accept that you have left my world, but clearly realize that you can't forget me, and you still miss my future?"

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