I Didn't Open the Harem, What Did I Do Wrong?

The inheritance and confidence that an ancient nation brings to each of its people is so dazzling.

Tongsu Mafuyu was stunned for a long time. From the teacher's point of view, what Mu Zidu did was not right, because he would not get many points, but from the point of view of a history teacher, what he said was extremely correct.

"Then you can just pray that I will be the one who will mark the paper next time."

"what?"

"What's the matter, if you write like that, I don't even have the heart to deduct points."

"You are selfish, teacher."

"At that time, I will say that I have been threatened. I have been threatened by that bad Tokyo boy Muzi, for example, I have been harassed."

"When you say such things, you are feeling your conscience. Is my tool man for nothing?"

Kirisu Matou imitated Muzi, who was in Yuzi Market before, and said casually:

"Sah~ who knows."

When the history homework is finished, the plum soup in the kitchen is also cooked.

Mu Zidu poured him into the prepared container to cool down, and then came back to continue studying, but this time it was Tongsu Mafuyu's round.

Take out the English materials I wrote before, the ink and ink traces of the difficult English vocabulary just added in it have not yet dried up.

"Let's start with a simple word for the first word: soldiers can be killed but not humiliated.",

"Words here?! Teacher, are you sure this is simple?"

"Don't change the subject, hurry up~ hurry~"

With a long tone, Kirisu Mafuyu urged Mu Zi, not wanting to give him time to think.

Seeing Mu Zidu's pensive look with his eyebrows about to knit together, Tongsu Mafuyu's smug smile became more obvious.

"that....."

"three"

"two"

"You can kill me but you can't **** me."

"........"

After Mafuyu Kirisu tasted it carefully, his fair face was stained with a beautiful rouge color.

"Too perverted! How did you think of it?!"

"Even if you say so, teacher, my poor vocabulary can only be combined in this way."

"Or, you can kill me but can't kiss me?"

"Why does it feel like it has suddenly become a bitter drama?"

Seeing that Mu Zidu used his poor vocabulary to recombine sentences again, Kirisu Mafuyu quickly stopped and went directly to the next question.

"It's really changed to simple words this time, you have to answer well!"

Tongsu Mafuyu tried hard to show the majesty of the teacher Bingshan in the school, but the appearance of trying to pretend to be serious was extremely cute in Mu Zidu's eyes.

"Got it, Mafuyu-sensei."

"Mafuyu-sensei what..."

Kirisu Mafuyu felt a little shy, but murmured softly and let Mu Zi call him that.

"funeral."

"party of death."

"This is obviously a graveyard dance!"

While feeling deeply desperate for Mu Zidu's English, he tried to use simpler elementary school vocabulary.

"And what about 'autumn'?"

"after summer"

"Ha~~Hoo~~~"

Taking a few deep breaths, Kirisu Mafuyu felt that it must be true that Muzi said that his former teachers gave up his English one after another, it was so irritating!It's really irritating!

Seeing Tongxu Mafuyu's expression became more and more unkind, Muzi wanted to run away subconsciously, his eyes glanced at the plum soup in the kitchen, thinking that it should be almost cold.

"Teaching me for so long is hard work, teacher. I'll go get you some plum soup first."

Before Kirisu Mafuyu could answer, he felt like slipping away, leaving only the angry teacher stomping on the spot.

I have to say that the kitchen utensils sent by Mafuyu Kirisu's colleagues are very good. The white porcelain soup bowl filled with dark purple plum soup looks like a high-end Japanese restaurant.

In this midsummer season, if you don’t eat something cold, you can’t stand it. Muzi took out a piece of ice cube that had been frozen long ago from the refrigerator and put it in a bowl. The cold taste made Muzi couldn’t help but drink more. mouth.

Serving the ice-cold plum soup to Kirisu Mafuyu, after she took a few sips, she felt much relieved, and carefully sat back beside her to continue the English tutoring.

However, Muzi couldn't stand this headache thinking anymore, and happened to think about the society.

"Mafuyu-sensei, do you have a club you guide?"