Faced with the blackened heroine, they actually stopped time

Shota Matsuyama looked regretful.

Oreki Gen also sighed.

"I can't help it. The summer in Sakura City is hot... and my sister has already told me that I have to go back."

"Sister? You have a sister?"

Shota Matsuyama seemed to have realized something in an instant, like a dog that had found the toilet.

"Yeah, you don't know?"

"Well... I have nothing to do during the summer vacation. How about I go with you to your hometown? We have nothing to do, so let's go for a walk together and breathe the air of nature."

Looking at the other person's cunning face, Oreki Gen knew what the other person was thinking.

A direct and ruthless rejection.

"Forget it. I don't have time to take care of you. My house is small and there's no room for you to stay there."

"It's okay, I can live outside!"

"..."

No matter how much Matsuyama Shouta tried to persuade him, he wanted to meet Oreki Ken's legendary and exquisite sister, but Oreki Ken refused.

What a joke, one funny guy is enough at home, another one? Do you want to live?

It was finally time to go home from school, but what was extremely uncoincidental was that he was the student on duty today, and Oreki Gen was responsible for the hygiene of his class.

Of course, I couldn't do all these things by myself, there were two other girls. It was a little embarrassing that as a boy, I could only be responsible for relatively difficult and complicated areas, such as mopping the floor of the entire classroom.

“Um… Oreki-kun, excuse me, Nana and I have an appointment to go to the movies…”

"It's okay. You guys have already dealt with it. You can go first."

“Thank you, Oreki-kun~ Thank you, thank you~~”

When two cheerful footsteps left the classroom one after another, I was left alone in the lonely classroom.

It was very quiet around, so quiet that it seemed as if I was the only one left in the entire teaching building to take care of the final cleaning.

This is probably what Sakura is like. He is always alone, always walking alone, and silently bearing everything.

Oreki Gen laughed at himself.

He bent down to finish mopping the last bit of floor.

but...

"Crench."

But I heard a strange sound.

Oreki Gen frowned, straightened up and turned around.

I saw the closed classroom door and the figure leaning against it.

Amemiya red leaves...

A woman wearing glasses, a black hip skirt, her legs wrapped in slightly reflective black stockings, and a pair of black high heels was leaning against the door, looking at him.

Oreki Xian immediately became alert.

At this time after school... when there was almost no one left in the entire teaching building, why hadn't she left yet? And she even closed the door?!

"Amamiya-sensei...?"

Oreki's body tensed slightly.

"clatter."

"clatter."

"clatter."

The high heels made crisp sounds on the ground.

She walked towards him step by step, as if every step was stepping on his heart, and the beating of her heart seemed to match the other's rhythm.

She didn't walk directly in front of him.

Instead, he walked to the desk closest to him.

Then, she leaned forward nonchalantly, and her plump, peach-like buttocks pressed against the desk.

The two fleshy and perfectly proportioned thighs rubbed and pressed against each other slightly.

Slightly stacked pose.

She is like a walking hormone, a stunning beauty who can drain men's desire.

Just like that, she raised her head slightly and looked at the handsome young man who was very close to her.

"Oreki-kun...it's the final exam. Are you ready?"

You'd better ask this!

Oreki Gen did not retreat, nor did he take the initiative to attack, but instead watched the other party keep his composure.

"I think everything is almost ready. There shouldn't be any problem. Thank you for your concern, teacher. But hasn't the teacher gone home yet?"

The young man looked normal, as if he was not moved at all by the beauty in front of him.

Amamiya Momiji raised the corners of her lips.

"Of course I didn't go back. After all, I need to discuss this with Oreki-kun."

"With me...? Discuss what with me?"

She leaned slightly towards Oreki Xian, and it was only then that Oreki Xian noticed that a button on this woman's chest had been undone at some point!

As a result, the full-shaped white hemisphere was right in front of the boy's eyes, as if it was about to appear at any time...

She even wore glasses and looked at the boy, speaking in a posture that perfectly met all the male students' fantasies about beautiful teachers.

"Of course we'll discuss it... What kind of reward would Oreki-kun like for this final exam?"

93: Is this okay, teacher? (Monthly ticket plus 9!)

award?

There shouldn't be any such promise between them.

After all, both parties knew something, and it was tacitly understood that she knew he would not be affected by her hypnosis.

He knew that the other party was already aware that he would not be affected by her hypnosis.

So what's the point of the deliberately created gimmick now? Her purpose...is not the exam at all, but the reward.

Oreki Xian looked at the very attractive woman in front of him. The sunlight outside was gradually moving westward and turning orange.

The entire campus seemed to be falling into sleep and silence, and now it seemed as if they were the only ones left.

It seemed as if they were the only ones left in the whole world.

The atmosphere does not need any more support or other things. Oreki Xian can clearly feel that as long as this woman is in the same room with him, it will automatically become ambiguous and strange.

This is probably what should appear in the male and female protagonists of this book's world...it's really damn annoying.

"Teacher Amamiya... do we really need all this nonsense?"

Oreki Gen looked at the other person with a wry smile.

Amamiya Momiji stacked her left leg on her right leg, squeezing the black stockings together, making the already delicious leg meat appear even more plump and firm.

"Why not?" After saying this, she reached out her hand and grabbed the boy's collar. She took a deep breath and Oreki felt his hot breath on her neck. "Although some secrets have been revealed, the game can still go on, right?"

Her words seemed like a deliberate temptation.

It suddenly brought Oreki Gen back to his memory of that time, how this mature and charming woman had repeatedly jumped on the edge of forbiddenness.

Oreki Gen looked into the other person's eyes closely, and his breathing began to become rapid and heavy.

"Teacher, I don't recommend that you continue playing this game. After all, it's hard to say who will be deeply involved in it... I'm afraid you will be the first to waver."

Amamiya Koha immediately narrowed her eyes and stared at Oreki Gen.

She raised her head and brought their eyes to the same level.

"Why would I be the first to waver? Why wouldn't you be the first to fall in love? Could it be..."

"Uh-huh!"

The boy seemed to be traumatized instantly.

The young woman seemed to have mastered it in an instant, with a smug smile on her face.

Although I was laughing, I was actually frightened. It seemed that every time I felt it, it was a different experience. I was shocked by such a bizarre existence... different from ordinary people.

Her eyes were hazy and ambiguous, full of temptation but also full of provocation.

"Just you...or what?"

This little bastard... is indeed gifted, what did he eat to grow up... But he is also a fascinating existence. After all, it is quite rare and difficult to really see him in the real world. I even occasionally dream about everything about Oreki String...

But why shouldn't it be him? Isn't he attractive enough? At least he is more charming than a little girl like Sakuraba Mitsuki, right?

So while she was talking, she kept increasing her strength. Of course, she didn't just use force blindly, but varied the strength and speed, just like a massage.

Soon she felt Oreki's breathing becoming heavier.

Her hands seemed to be familiar with the route, and she walked along a familiar path, easily opening the other person's belt and pulling down the zipper.

This action seemed to have been repeated many times, and now it appeared again, when the familiar thing once again appeared majestically in front of Amamiya Momiji.

The woman's eyes suddenly lit up a little.

Are you sure? Why does it feel...bigger than last time?

As soon as he raised his head, he saw Oreki Gen was looking into his eyes with heavy breathing. He no longer had the shyness he pretended to have in the past, and his expression even had a hint of...contempt.

Oreki Gen naturally doesn't need to pretend like before, nor will he "let go" in order to cooperate with the other party and satisfy the other party's desire for control like before.

He didn't even need to be shy, even though the touch of the other person's palm was so real.

"Teacher Amamiya, you can't handle it."

Amamiya Koha was stunned for a moment. Feeling the burning touch in her hand, she narrowed her eyes and looked at Oreki Gen.

"Stop joking. You won't last many rounds in my hands."

"Really? If you don't believe me, you can try it, teacher."

Oreki Gen smiled, as if he was at ease, but in fact he was fully prepared. Amamiya Koha was of course not convinced, and her arms began to move, her hands clenched tightly.

The familiar touch of the relaxed and tense movements came, and Oreki Ken did feel the pleasure coming, but this time, the boy who had no intention of letting up had already started to show his best form!

I don’t know how much time passed, the woman was still trying, and even changed hands in the middle.

But the boy was still full of fighting spirit and looked very majestic, with no intention of surrendering.

Amamiya Koha looked at Oreki Gen with resentment and she was sweating.

Oreki Gen shrugged.

"So I said forget it. It's impossible to make me submit in this way. Teacher Amamiya... things that have been done often create resistance. You are a teacher, you should understand."

This thing also has resistance? !

Amamiya Koha took a deep breath.

She stood up and sat back on the table, then took off her high heels and lifted her legs in front of Oreki's eyes.

"Really? I only know that taking medicine frequently will cause drug resistance, but...there is no such thing in me, you."

Oreki Gen knew what she was going to do next, but had no intention of stopping her.

"Really? Then teacher, give it a try. Be careful of leg cramps."

"Stop being so proud!"

Finally, Amamiya Koha stepped on it, and when the soles of her feet touched the heat, she almost couldn't hold it back.

The moisture seemed to emanate from the bottom of my heart.