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"Oh? Can I do that? Teacher Nase." Akiyama Yue hugged her from behind and whispered in her ear.

Naze Sumire's heart almost jumped out of her chest, and she hurriedly broke away and ran away in a panic. She got into the bedroom and locked the door.

"..." Qianye Xiuyi blinked and looked at each other with Qiu Shanyue.

"The reaction is really fast. No wonder she was able to knock down the principal with a flying kick that day. I underestimated her, she is really slippery."

Qiu Shanyue locked the door, hung up the anti-theft chain, and licked her lips, "So what? She's already in, and she can't do the rest."

"You really look like a vicious female villain." Chiba Shuichi pinched her chin and forced her to hold her head up.

Qiu Shanyue's eyes flickered, "I am the young master's little maid. If the young master is so perverted, of course I will not be a good person. It is my duty to drag the heroine to fall together."

"You're so good, it looks like I'm going to reward you well today." Chiba Xiuyi grabbed the cat's tail and pulled her all the way to the living room.

"Let's take a few photos first and show them to the teacher. After all, we are here to communicate about COSPLAY." Chiba Shuichi gestured to her to raise her butt.

Qiu Shanyue immediately grasped the armrest of the sofa knowingly, and took the initiative to lift her tail so that he could take pictures.

Chiba Shuichi took a few photos and sent them to Sumire Naze. Then, he walked quietly to the door of the bedroom.

Sure enough, the same trick still works!

Naze Sumire still couldn't hold back, she opened the door and peeked, looking at Akiyama Yue sticking her butt on the sofa in the living room, without noticing anyone at the door.

Chiba Shuichi blocked the door with his hand, and then looked down at her teasingly.

"The teacher can watch it from a close distance. The president won't mind. Oh, it would be better to say that she will be more excited this way."

"?!" Naze Sumire was so frightened that her heart almost jumped out of her chest. She quickly tried to close the door, but found that it could not be closed.

"Teacher, don't get excited. You know, I will never really force you to do anything, I will just... tempt you."

Chiba Shuichi looked at her with a smile and told the truth without any care, "As long as the teacher really doesn't want to do something, he will never force it."

"What do you want?"

Naze Sumire grabbed her hair in despair, her face full of grief and anger, but her eyes uncontrollably glanced at the moving cat's tail.

The few photos lacking details just now kept flashing through my mind.

I can't help but want to study the tail up close...

"Teacher, don't be afraid. It's really not going to happen. It's just that the president has become obsessed with COSPLAY recently, so I really want to communicate with you."

Chiba Shuichi said, opening the door without leaving a trace, gently holding her waist again, and leading her towards the living room little by little, getting closer and closer to the president.

The president was also very cooperative. He grabbed the armrests of the sofa with both hands and kept wagging his tail.

Naze Sumire's attention was so absorbed by her fluffy tail that she didn't even notice that she had fallen into the hands of Chiba Shuichi.

"Okay, not only can you observe it up close, but you can also touch it, pull it, or study it with your hands. After all, you are here to ask the teacher for advice."

Chiba Shuichi leaned against her ear, sprayed his warm breath on her red ears, and kept teasing her.

Naze Sumire's breathing gradually became rapid, and she finally couldn't help but stretch out her hand. The furry feeling immediately made her exclaim in her heart that it was great.

She had always been curious about this thing at comic exhibitions before, but after all, it was impossible to do anything in public.

As for buying it and trying it herself? She simply couldn't accept it!

Chiba Shuichi smiled slightly when he saw this, feeling that there was no need to continue to guide him. He gently let go of Naze Sumire and walked around to the front of the sofa to sit down.

After Chiba Shuichi sat down, she started doing her job as a maid without saying anything.

With a long sigh, Chiba Shuichi closed his eyes and leaned back on the sofa, enjoying this extraordinarily peaceful weekend.

What a ghost! ! !

Naze Sumire suddenly came back to her senses and realized what she had done. She wanted to run away and hide in the bedroom.

But... I don't know why, my hands are disobedient, my feet refuse to move, and my eyes are even more so, I can't control them at all.

It's as if her whole body is assembled, and each part has its own ideas, and she can't direct it at all!

However, Chiba Shuichi closed her eyes and the student council president did not look behind her. Such a relaxed environment made her less nervous.

She deceived herself and glanced at the two of them. When she saw that no one was paying attention to her, as if she didn't exist, she bit her lip and returned her attention to the tail in her hand.

It's just a cosplay exchange, so...it doesn't matter, right?

She twitched her tail secretly.

"Um...uh..."

This reaction...

It feels a little frightening, as if every time you operate, the characters in the game will act according to the instructions.

The timely feedback is a bit addictive, and I can’t help but continue to study...

……

I don’t know how much time has passed.

Chiba Shuichi, who had his eyes closed to rest, opened his eyes, glanced at Naze Sumire, showed a playful smile, and pressed the hand stroking the girl's hair slightly harder.

"Hmm..." Qiu Shanyue immediately let out a soft moan and her legs went limp.

Naze Sumire held the tail in her hand and looked at the two people at a loss. She was so embarrassed that she not only watched for a long time, but also...

"Is she, is she okay? It was a bit sudden just now, so I...I'm sorry, the teacher didn't mean it..."

Naze Sumire blushed with guilt and looked at the blue and white stripes with holes at a loss.

"Teacher, don't worry, I'll help put the tail back on later." Chiba Shuichi comforted.

Naze Sumire swallowed when she heard this, imagining the scene of him helping Akiyama Yue install this thing, and her heart almost jumped out of her throat for a moment.

Carefully, she stretched out her arm and handed over the tail.

As a result, Chiba Shuichi waved his hand and smiled meaningfully, "That's not what I'm talking about. Let's perform a little 'warm-up' game for the teacher first."

"Huh?" Naze Sumire couldn't help but feel a little confused.

I saw Chiba Shuichi pulling the limp Akiyama Yue to stand up again, leading her to the desk on the side of the living room, and pointed to the hole in the desk.

"I finally came to the teacher's house once, and she patiently shared her COSPLAY experience with us. As her students, I should also help clean up, don't you think?"

Qiu Shanyue had just finished getting high, and her eyes were still blurry at this time, but when she heard the words, she was trembling with excitement, and she understood what the other party wanted to do in a very tacit understanding.

"I understand, Master, the little maid will start cleaning now."

After saying that, she got under the table, raised her butt high, stretched her hands back, and adjusted her clothes.

Chiba Shuichi pulled Naze Sumire's roller office chair and sat down carelessly as a supervisor. The old god said calmly:

"Does the teacher know that there are several 'daily' ways to measure body temperature?"

"It should be... three kinds?" Sumire Naze is Harada Akane's good friend, so she won't forget this, but she just doesn't understand why he asked this.

"So, which three are they?" Qianye Xiuyi asked with a smile.

"Oral cavity, armpits, and..."

Naze Sumire's eyes widened suddenly, and the strange dream that had come over the night made her instantly understand what the other party meant.

I also know why Chiba Shuichi said he would put the tail back on, but would not accept the one in his hand.

but……

Do you really want to do this in front of me? ! !

Ah? ? ?

Chiba Shuichi didn't care how shocked she was, he directly adjusted his sitting posture and moved the pulley office chair forward.

"Huh~~~~~"

Qiu Shanyue seemed to have been hit, and she immediately made a long protest sound, and pushed her hands behind her as if to push the chair out.

After all, the space under the table was cramped, and part of it was occupied by chairs, which made her curl up into a strange shape.

Naze Sumire was completely confused, and her brain could no longer move. She was holding the cat's tail in a daze, doubting that she was dreaming.

if not?

Otherwise, how could this scene be exactly the same as in the dream?

Oh, it’s different. It has the setting of a cat-eared maid, but it’s even more extreme! ! !

"Well..." Chiba Xiuyi frowned slightly at first, and then relaxed, his expression gradually became relaxed and comfortable.

"This teacher's chair is really comfortable, but there seems to be something wrong with it. It's just like Harada-sensei's chair. It keeps rocking back and forth. Can you give me a hand?"

Chiba Shuichi put his hands on the armrests of the chair and turned to Naze Sumire and asked.

"Help, help me? How is it possible to do that kind of thing!"

Naze Sumire's face turned red, her eyes fell uncontrollably between the table and the chair, and she felt that her brain and eyes were trembling together.

"What are you thinking, teacher? I just want you to help support this chair. Just hold the back of the chair, otherwise it will always swing around and hit the president."

Chiba Shuichi looked serious, as if he was saying something normal.

But combined with his movements of sliding the office chair back and forth, it looked so fragmented and magical...

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Naze Sumire suddenly remembered what he said before, maybe abnormal is normal?

She suspected that she was deceiving herself, but her body moved closer and closer uncontrollably.

Unconsciously, his hand was on the back of the office chair.

When she came back to her senses, Naze Sumire looked at the scene in front of her in confusion.

in the end……

Why does it become like this?

What have you done? I have completely disqualified myself as a teacher...

Chiba Shuichi straightened his clothes and pants, and stood up refreshed, "President, it's true, even if you wipe the floor, your clothes will get dirty. Teacher, can you take her to the bathroom?"

"what?"

Naze Sumire turned her gaze to him blankly, looking at the natural and relaxed smile on his face, she really couldn't figure it out.

Why can you still speak so calmly after doing these things? !

"Anyway, please teacher, I'll go to the balcony to get some air and open the window for some ventilation.

Teacher, you probably didn't open the windows all night, right? The air in the room felt a little dull. "

Chiba Shuichi said, and walked to the bedroom without noticing anything else, as if he were at home.

Naze Sumire covered her face, slowly squatted down, and scratched her hair hard. Why couldn't she hold it back? Was she really a pervert?

That's why you got together with these two strange guys?

Like attracts each other?

Although he didn't want to admit it, as Chiba Shuichi said, he never forced himself to do anything from beginning to end.

But I did it half-heartedly, and even took the initiative to do those strange things...

Seeing that wasn't enough, he even shook the chair...

So, I am really not a serious person?

This seems to be the case, and Naze Sumire has to believe it even if she doesn't want to believe it.

She looked at the quiet girl who seemed to be sleeping soundly with mixed emotions, walked over, helped her up, and carried her to the bathroom.

Chiba Xiuyi, who noticed this scene on the balcony, raised his lips, returned to the bedroom, and looked at the female teacher's boudoir with interest.

The overall layout of the room is simple and neutral, with not much decoration visible. Only the dressing table makes people realize that this is a women's room.

Secretly...