【Comprehensive Anime】Gender-swapped Tomie is a popular figure

He answered very straightforwardly, without any hesitation or pause, as if the question was an easy one for him.

Even if he was distracted just now, the fact that he was able to answer the question so quickly and accurately was enough to show that he had fully mastered this knowledge point.

Seeing this, the teacher no longer mentioned his distraction, but just smiled and nodded, motioning for Kise Ryouta to sit down.

"Kise-kun answered very well and has a solid grasp of the knowledge. We should all learn from him," the teacher praised.

"You may have doubts about this answer, so let us explain why we put 'keeping the black box' first."

After saying that, the teacher picked up the chalk and prepared to write a detailed explanation on the small blackboard.

Just then, there was a gentle knock on the door.

In the quiet classroom, there was no other noise except the teacher's voice, so the two knocks on the door seemed very abrupt.

Everyone immediately looked in the direction of the sound, and saw a little edge of clothing sticking out at the door. It was stiff black and looked like some kind of uniform.

The teacher also turned his head to look and pushed his glasses.

From his position he could clearly see everyone at the door. When he saw the star mark on the person's shoulder, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes and he immediately walked over respectfully.

He bowed and said with the highest respect, "Lieutenant Kawakami, why are you here?"

"I'll do my normal rounds, you can continue with your lecture." The man at the door spoke. His voice was very unique, cold but also with a magnetic hoarseness, as if it was wrapped in frost, and very majestic.

The teacher lowered his head even lower, "Hi!"

After speaking briefly, the teacher stood up, pushed his glasses, and returned to his seat to continue teaching.

The person at the door finally stepped into the classroom, and his leather boots made a crisp sound on the floor.

Seeing such a stylish appearance, the students were naturally curious and looked towards the door intently. Then they saw a scene that they would never forget for the rest of their lives.

I saw a tall man with a military cap slowly walking towards the door. He was wearing a very fitting and stiff black military uniform that outlined his perfect proportions. The black leather belt on his waist made his broad shoulders and narrow waist look even more prominent. His long legs looked straight and slender against the backdrop of tight military boots.

This is not the most important thing, what is important is his face.

That face is so beautiful, so beautiful that it is hard to tell whether it is androgynous, and yet it has a strong masculine impact. Whether it is the Adam's apple or the ambitious eyes, they all make hormones surge.

Moreover, his skin was very fair, and against the black military uniform he looked even fairer, as if glowing. His lips were very red, and the red teardrop mole under his left eye was extremely eye-catching.

But his expression was cold, and even his gaze on people was completely cold, as if he was looking at a dead object, examining it with alms, which was really arrogant and cold-blooded.

Such a contradictory temperament appears in him, but it is surprisingly harmonious, as if he deserves it.

What he displayed was coolness and strength, and the aura of a superior made him look even more unattainable.

Everyone admires the strong, not to mention that this strong man has an exceptionally outstanding face. Everyone can find something they like about him. This is naturally not just one thing, but more about his entire person.

If they were separated, I couldn’t imagine how ugly this “dot” would look in my hand.

It belongs to this person, not just in this place, but also in other places...all over!

Everything should be on this person. Only in this way can it be perfect, and only in this way can it be the one I like...the one I love...

In an instant, this truly perverted idea came into everyone's mind. If it weren't for the normal people's concepts and reason that were blocking them, they might have pounced on the lieutenant in front of them like zombies and taken him for themselves.

Then let him belong to me alone, let his whole body be filled with my scent, let him gasp and cry.

If I let him crawl out, I could then pull him back by his thin ankles and fall into the swamp of love again.

But that's just thinking, they don't dare to do it in reality.

The man in black uniform was warning with a cold look, his white gloves lightly resting on the holster at his waist, as if he was about to pull out his gun in the next second and load it indifferently.

So they could only stare at this bewitching male beauty with their eyes. The same was true for Kise Ryouta who was sitting in the first row. He even had a blank expression and stared blankly.

It wasn't until the pen slipped from his hand and fell to the ground with a crisp sound that he came to his senses.

However, his eyes remained on the man in front of him, without moving at all.

When the man bent down, picked up the pen, and placed it gently on Kise Ryouta's desk, his movements were dignified and elegant, yet revealed a hint of casualness.

He tapped his fingertips lightly, lowered his brows and looked at Kise Ryouta, then spoke the second sentence since he came here.

"Student, take good care of your pen. If you are unsure, you'd better go home directly."

These were obviously particularly gentle words of concern, but his tone was full of sarcasm and was cold and stinging.

Kise Ryota felt his heart pounding so fast that he almost didn't hear what the man said, and naturally didn't get the sarcasm.

He only cared about the fact that the two of them were very close to each other, so close that there was only a table between them. He could clearly see the teardrop mole under the man's eyes, the stars and gold ears on his shoulders, and even smell a particularly faint fragrance.

At such a close distance, Kise Ryota almost blushed, but fortunately he was thick-skinned enough and did not lose his composure.

You're already a 19-year-old adult, why are you still behaving like a little kid?

Huang Lai Ryouta reflected on himself, then immediately stood up and saluted, and then spoke loudly, "The commander is right, Huang Lai will remember it!"

The sonorous and powerful voice echoed in the silent classroom, and the teacher's voice beside the small blackboard was almost inaudible. He was embarrassed to continue teaching because everyone's attention was now focused on Lieutenant Kawakami.

He was the same, and even sweated with nervousness. After all, this was Lieutenant Kawakami, known as the Cold Rose, a demon who killed people without blinking an eye.

He is a genius and a madman, and his hobby is killing people. Although it is a peaceful time now, his "great achievements" are no less.

How could the teacher dare to provoke him, but now his own student actually shouted back at him, and this student was his favorite.

What if...if he was killed...what should I do? Will I be implicated?

As the teacher thought about it, he broke out in a cold sweat. He pushed his eyes open and was ready to resign after class.

He waited and waited, waiting for Lieutenant Kawakami to lose his temper, but he didn't expect that Lieutenant Kawakami in front of Kise Ryota just chuckled and continued talking.

"This is a good momentum, keep it up."

"Hi!" Kise Ryouta responded in a loud voice, slowly sitting down and flipping through his notes.

The teacher looked confused and bewildered, with doubts all over the screen:

Not losing your temper?

Is Lieutenant Kawakami so gentle today?

He didn't find fault with it and even praised me. There must be something wrong with my ears.

Oh my God, why does the sun rise from the west!

No matter what, his job was saved, and the teacher was just grateful.