I am a teacher at a girls' school in Tokyo

"Um... I'm sorry, Amamiya-san. Since Michael broke it, I will compensate you."

After hearing this, Yu Gongye immediately shook his head.

"No, I don't need compensation from Mr. Pingchuan. Michael is also my contracted beast. He is the one who should be punished for the damage."

"..."

Is it her contracted beast? This reason cannot be rejected, and Tetsufumi Hirakawa did not insist on compensation.

And even though it might not be nice to say this from his perspective, the fact is that Amamiya Ye doesn't care about this compensation at all.

Let's just leave the matter of compensation at that.

Then, Hirakawa Tetsufumi glanced at Amemiya Ye briefly and looked away.

"So Amamiya-san...what about your clothes?"

"Is there any skirt left here at Mr. Hirakawa's house?" Amemiya Ye said.

"..."

-

Leaving Amemiya Ye to stay in the living room, Hirakawa Tetsufumi went upstairs.

The Lolita skirt that Amemiya Ye had stored in his house before was washed by him and put in the cabinet in the storage room on the third floor - it would have been too strange to put it in the closet in his room.

Walking up the stairs and reaching the second floor, Tetsufumi Hirakawa saw Michael squatting at his door.

"Meow?"

It looked at him approaching and meowed, as if welcoming him back.

"..."

Tetsufumi Hirakawa glared at it unhappily, walked over, squatted in front of it, and rubbed its head.

"You, you're usually very well behaved, why do you start to make a fuss when you see Amamiya-san?"

"Meow--"

Michael shook off his hand in dissatisfaction, stood up and walked away in small steps.

Tetsufumi Hirakawa didn't bother with it any more, went up to the third floor and found the closet where he kept his clothes.

It is well sealed and no dust has fallen in. Even with the sachet, it does not smell like dust in the sealed room.

Well kept.

……

He walked downstairs with the clothes in his hand. On the stairs from the second floor to the first floor, Tetsufumi Hirakawa heard the noise of Amemiya Yo and Michael fighting coming from the living room.

"Michael, in the name of the contractor, I decree to freeze this body!"

"Meow--"

"Still running? It's been so long since we last met, I've neglected to discipline you. The light shining in the darkness, I swear by the eternal full moon in the endless night..."

Hirakawa Tetsufumi, who was listening to the voice below: "..."

After a brief pause, he sighed and continued walking.

"Okay, Amamiya-san, here come the clothes."

To the man and the cat chasing each other, Tetsufumi Hirakawa said.

The middle school girl who failed to catch up with Michael frowned at the cat in anger, but finally stopped and faced him as he walked towards her.

"Thank you, Mr. Pingchuan."

"It's ok."

He handed the skirt to Amemiya Ye, who stretched out his hands, ready to take it.

Then at this moment, Tetsufumi Hirakawa heard a "meow" in his ear.

Then he saw that the bath towel on Amamiya Ye's body was gone.

"..."

"..."

Time just stood still, whether it was Tetsufumi Hirakawa, Yoru Amamiya, or the cat covered by a bath towel on the floor.

the most important is……

"..."

"..."

After about two seconds, Tetsufumi Hirakawa closed his eyes and turned around.

But it was too late. Two seconds was enough to leave a fairly clear image in my mind.

He thought of his hometown Akita, where there was a lake near his home.

In winter, the lake water freezes into ice. Looking ahead, everything is bright and clear, with no obstructions on the transparent ice surface.

That was the place he visited most often when he was a child. The scenery was pleasant and pleasing to the eyes.

……

"Because underwear and the like, if you take them off and put them on again, they'll feel dirty."

I heard Amemiya Ye's low explanation from behind.

But Tetsufumi Hirakawa could no longer listen.

Chapter 219 Follow-up, even worse

In the quiet living room filled with sunlight, Tetsufumi Hirakawa stood there, clutching a Lolita dress in his hands, at a loss as to what to do.

Now, the body of a young girl was just one meter behind him.

He could appreciate it as long as he turned around.

In fact, he didn't have to turn around, because the body had already been scanned by his eyes, and every detail had been recorded in his mind, every detail was clear.

Amemiya Ye’s face is as cute as a delicate doll, with a slightly dazed expression and eyes, which makes her even cuter.

Looking down, there is a petite figure, slightly undulating curves, white underwear, crystal clear skin, and skin as pink as the mountain cherry blossoms in early spring.

Everything shows the purest beauty of this girl.

It is so beautiful that people can't help but turn around and scan every inch of it with their eyes.

This is the most primitive and instinctive impulse of human beings.

However, Tetsufumi Hirakawa still tried his best to restrain himself, closing his eyes and not moving.

Of course, even if he could control his body, he could not control his brain which was constantly displaying images in front of him.

Humans cannot remember themselves as they please.

The image lingered and could not be ignored. His thoughts were confused because of this, and he could not even hear the explanation whispered by Amamiya Ye.

Or rather, you heard it, but had no idea how to react, and your body froze.

The living room fell into a brief, unspeakable silence.

The silence was broken by the sound of a cat's meow.

Michael was covered with a bath towel, and along with his "meowing" sounds, he was running around.

With its vision blocked by the bath towel, it started running around in the living room, meowing.

Following closely was the voice of Amamiya Yo. The girl, whose thoughts were also disrupted by this uncontrollable event, finally reacted when she heard Michael's voice and saw it running away with her bath towel.

"——Michael!"

Amid the sound of footsteps, the girl shouted and chased after the cat.

A mess.

You don't have to think to know that there is a mess behind you.

But “no need to think” is a false proposition.

Because the human brain is really amazing, it is very good at "brain filling".

Mr. Lu Xun once said: "When I see short sleeves, I immediately think of white arms."

Only at this level can the human imagination make such leaps.

At this moment, Tetsufumi Hirakawa was able to fill in a lot of details in his mind just by listening to the chaotic sounds behind him.

Michael running around in a bath towel, Amamiya Yoru chasing a cat, and most importantly - she was only wearing underwear.

It's terrible, really terrible, extremely terrible.

No matter how terrible the situation is, it cannot be described.

Tetsufumi Hirakawa's ears inevitably caught these sounds, and then his diligent brain quickly imagined the sounds into pictures.

The lovely body of the girl he had just seen was shown in various inauspicious postures in front of him over and over again.

At the lakeside in Akita, my hometown, the pink flowers on the lakeshore sway in the breeze, and the petals open and close slightly.

He felt like he had lost control, frozen in place. Who was he? Where was he? What was he going to do?

But the incident will not stop just because he stops.

He heard the light sound of a cat, coming from far away, and then running past him.

And, “Snap.”

With a very soft sound, a soft, slightly damp and slightly warm bath towel fell at his feet, covering his feet.

"..."

"..."

Amemiya Ye's footsteps also stopped. After experiencing the humiliation of having her towel taken away by Michael, chasing him for a few steps, and finding that she could not catch up with him, and him running away - the girl stopped walking after such a humiliating defeat.

"——Michael!"

Tetsuo Hirakawa heard Amemiya Ye's last shout behind him - with a hint of tears in his voice.

Amemiya Yoru, a middle school girl who always fantasizes about being powerful, now encounters such an unexpected situation and is turned into this by a mere cat.

Moreover, her body was exposed and she was now standing behind Tetsufumi Hirakawa without any cover.

Even she would feel ashamed.

This humiliation finally made the girl unable to bear it.

After a brief silence behind him, Tetsufumi Hirakawa heard the girl's faint sobs behind him.

"..."

"..."

After Michael ran away, they were the only two left in the living room, and the girl's heartbreaking sobs could be heard.

Hirakawa Tetsufumi's brain, which had been down for a long time, finally regained a little calm amid her sobs.

He opened his eyes, looked at the empty stairs in front of him, and swallowed a mouthful of saliva in his dry throat.

A few seconds later.

"Um..." He started tentatively, "Amamiya-san?"

"..."

The girl's sobbing continued.

Hirakawa Tetsufumi had to call out again: "Amamiya-san?"

The girl finally replied him, with a tearful voice: "Ping... Teacher Pingchuan..."

"..."

"..."

"Um..." Hirakawa Tetsufumi waved the skirt in his hand behind him - he finally remembered - "Put on your clothes first, okay?"