If Kosaka Kyosuke Had a Saber Face

... Hiss, I read it wrong, I must have read it wrong, let's take another sneak peek.

But when Mai turned her gaze over again, her Xiaojing had already put the phone aside.

……what!what is going on? ! ! !

Mai pressed her hand on the chest of the dress, which was so stuffed that it felt like a mouthful of blood could be spurted out.

She looked around the class, trying to find a girl who was looking at her mobile phone and the emails Xiao Jing replied.

But there was far more than one girl secretly looking down at her phone.

The white thighs under the skirt of the idol girl tensed and relaxed, tensed and relaxed.

... If I remember correctly, none of the three girls in the class who have a good relationship with Xiao Jing are called [Yue Nai], so they are not from this class?Or maybe it's not from this school at all...

what is going on?

Xiao Jing...

What the hell happened during the year I was away?

I knew this...

...it's too late to say that now.

time machine... time machine...

what!What am I thinking? !

calm down……

In the classroom surrounded by high white walls, the "click" sound of chalk and blackboard, the "snap" sound of hitting the pointer, the "rustle" of the pen tip rubbing against the pages of the book, and whispers from time to time, mixed in the classroom. After being together, it was just as chaotic as Mai's mind.

She kept cutting the tip of her index finger with her thumbnail, but it didn't cut it, but the clear pain finally woke her up again.

"Dinglingling~" the get out of class bell rang.

Instead, the classroom was quiet for a moment.

"get out of class."

The female teacher put down the chalk, as crisply as ever.

Kyosuke pushed away the chair and turned out the back door.

The idol girl's heel knocked on the tile, and she chased after it with a "click click".

272 Lost Things Are Always Found After Forgotten ([-])

Running in the corridor is prohibited.

However, with Kyosuke's personality, he would not run away if asked.

Walking quickly along the wall, many students from other classes who opened the door and planned to come out immediately returned to the classroom and closed the door after seeing him.

What a pleasant campus life.

Kyousuke had never been to Yukino's class before, and his impression seemed to be some kind of international class.

Anyway, it is very important and special.

As soon as Kyosuke arrived at the door of the class, he felt that this class was really different. Even during the break, there was no noise like his own class's dancing demons.

He looked up at the class sign, and saw that he was right in the classroom.Because the back door is closed, Kyosuke can only choose the front door.

Just as he was about to enter the door, he slapped the young female teacher who walked out of the door.

It wasn't Shizuka Hiratsuka, much younger than that older young woman, who looked like she had just graduated from university.

In fact, if it weren't for the fact that the female teacher was not wearing a school uniform, she would be as silent as a female student who was being squeezed by the teacher when she timidly held the lesson plan.

Even the reaction of sitting down on the ground after meeting Kyosuke's eyes was exactly the same.

The snow-white underwear in the skirt is decorated with small flowers.

The small eyes that hastily turned aside showed that this young teacher who had just joined the work was obviously frightened like this because of Kyousuke's bad reputation.

To put it bluntly, she is a woman who values ​​her ass very much.

"Uh...sorry."

Although Kyosuke felt that he should not be responsible for not bumping into her, he still apologized in a gentlemanly manner, bent down and wanted to reach out to help the student-like female teacher up.

But the poor teacher who fell to the ground avoided his hand sideways, got up from the ground, lowered his head, walked around him and ran out of the classroom.

Hello!Running in the corridor is forbidden!

Kyosuke turned his head and glanced at the teacher who ran away like a frightened rabbit, and felt that the many eyes piercing him in the classroom were getting more and more piercing.

"Oh my god! Doctor Ass doesn't even let the teacher go!"

"Even the teacher can't do anything about him! What a tyrant!"

Such discussions came faintly.

Kyosuke scratched the corners of his eyebrows, squinted his eyes half-closed, and scanned the whole class from front to back.

Like a silent spell inspired by eyes, the entire classroom fell silent.