Love Comes After Learning

"Sanjiu, can you stop shaking your hands... The shaking of the picture makes me dizzy..."

"...hug, sorry."

Sanjiu lowered her head, her long hair covered her flushed face, and she stopped talking.

Wen Nai stood beside Asada, smiling and whispering:

"Please introduce me well, Asada-kun."

"...Of course. We are all good friends in the student council, so why don't we introduce them properly?"

"Yes!"

Fumino Guqiao's smile didn't change, she slammed a crutch hard on his waist, then snorted, and distanced herself from him like a little girlfriend having a temper tantrum.

The black-haired ponytail fluttered slightly in the wind behind him, and it seemed that some kind of deep and dark aura was faintly stirring the air around him.

So Asada didn't even dare to take a breath, but just looked at the sky calmly.

Although this description is a bit exaggerated, but... Is this how it feels when a condemned prisoner walks up to the guillotine step by step?

He can only pray now, and when he eats with everyone later, don't run into Qianhua, Hayasaka, Kirisu-sensei and others.

Otherwise, the situation may become more complicated than I imagined...

Chapter 180 The eighth meeting with the parents.One: Tongsu Mafuyu

"As expected of a noble school, it is many times more luxurious than our high school at that time."

Walking in from the campus parking lot, Kazumi Asada sighed.

Masao Asada beside her nodded, looking at the many students walking around the European-style campus full of vigor, as well as the group of youthful and gorgeous JKs in sportswear, he was so satisfied that he even wanted to thank God's excitement, walked forward calmly.

They didn't inform their son, but planned to walk around the campus a few times before looking for him - if he was to lead the way, what the couple saw was what he wanted them to see, not what he wanted them to see reality.

Although I always joke with Shinichi, as a parent, I want to know about my son's reputation at school, the environment he lives in, the people and things he knows, and whether he can have a good time when he is away from home. An irresistible concern.

Of course, it is undeniable that they do have small thoughts that are not taken for granted... There is no need to say it outside.

Just like an ordinary middle-aged couple who came to visit the campus, they stopped at a fork after walking for a while.

"Well, where should I go?"

"The playground? Go and see the class rest area... I remember Shinichi is in class B of the second grade."

"That won't work." Asada Kazumi shook her head and said seriously, "What if he finds out? We have to find him while hiding ourselves, and secretly follow behind him to "observe" him a little bit in school. Performance will do."

The middle-aged woman pulled down the brim of her hat, and blinked slyly at her husband from behind the toad mirror.

"In this way, we can know the other side of Shinichi."

"...All right, it's up to you." Asada Masao shrugged, his tone full of indulgence.

The two had made a decision and were about to bypass the playground and walk towards the teaching building when a woman with a strong sense of presence passed by in front of them.

The soft pink hair that grows straight to the back fits meticulously on the awe-inspiring lady's suit; both the front and rear curves are perfect, and the facial features are even more natural, so amazing that even Asada, who is devoted to his wife Masao couldn't help staring blankly for two or three seconds.

Then, he withdrew his eyes from the force of crushing his instep, and while gasping for air, he gritted his teeth and begged for mercy:

"My wife, I was wrong, please let me go..."

Asada Kazumi didn't look at him, but while increasing the strength on her feet, she scrutinized the beautiful woman passing by with a burst of cool fragrance.

Strict eyes swept over the other party's fair and flawless skin, red lips with light red makeup, straight and high chest, inviolable and glamorous figure, and finally...

"Safe delivery type."

And it is a more perfect and mature birth-safe ass than the plump girl I saw in May before!

This is simply the best candidate to be a daughter-in-law...

Masao Asada sensed the hotness in his wife's eyes, and couldn't help being startled. Regardless of the pain in his feet, he hurriedly spoke out to persuade:

"Honey, she looks like a faculty member. A teacher-student relationship is not feasible... Is it at least six or seven years younger than our son? Put down your bold ideas!"

"Let your son go, is it up to you?" Kazumi Asada gave him a sideways look with contempt, and at the same time withdrew her foot.

"I'm just thinking about it. If you think about it, you won't break the law, right? Of course, if you dare to think about it, you are breaking the law, and the family law serves you."

"Yes, yes, of course I dare not think... Hey, wait, what are you doing!" Asada Masao quickly grabbed Asada Kazumi's hand with a look of disbelief.

"Are you going to strike up a conversation with her for our son?"

"Is it necessary? My son has Wen Jiang and Li Jiang, and he is still entangled with the little vixen who appeared somewhere, and he is the only one?

"Even the high heels of this beauty are not good enough!"

Asada Kazumi unceremoniously criticized the flesh and blood she was born with, as if she was holding back a lot of resentment and hadn't vented it.

"I just asked her about things, you stay here, I didn't tell you not to come."

After finishing speaking, she shook off her husband's hand, let him stare helplessly at her back, and quickly stopped the pink-haired woman who was about to walk away.

"Excuse me, can I interrupt you?"

Kirisu Mafuyu stopped, turned to face her, and asked doubtfully.

"Yes, what's the matter?"

From the front, Asada Kazumi couldn't help but sigh, it's a pity that such a beautiful person doesn't become a model or an idol, and teaches here.

Although it looks a little cold, whether it is the tone of the speech or the awe-inspiring eyes looking straight ahead, Asada Kazumi has a good impression of her from the first meeting.

The most important thing is that people who are good-looking and have a perfect figure cannot be jealous at all. If they have a good personality, they might even respect each other after getting along for a long time.

Thinking of this, Kazumi Asada asked curiously:

"Excuse me... are you a teacher at this school?"

Tongsu Mafuyu froze for a moment, tilted his head slightly, and frowned lightly.

"Correct. I am Mafuyu Kirisu who is in charge of world history. Are you the parent of a student?"

She nodded and smiled kindly:

"I'm Asada Shinichi's mother, I don't know if you know..."

Pong!

Before she finished speaking, the pink-haired beauty in front of her took a step back for some reason, her high heels knocked on the floor with a dull sound, and her beautiful ice crystal blue eyes widened.

"Tong, Tongxu teacher?"

The corners of Asada Kazumi's mouth twitched, inexplicably having a bad feeling.

"Cough, cough, I lost my composure. I'm sorry, I was a little anemic just now."

Tongsu Mafuyu hurriedly regained his posture, coughed twice with a sullen face, and calmly said to the middle-aged woman in front of him:

"Did you say you are... Asada-kun's mother? That is, Ms. Asada Kazumi?"

Asada Kazumi said in surprise: "Yes...do you know me?"

Kirisu Mafuyu looked away, her voice sounded calm.

"He is a student in the class I am instructing. In addition, as the president of the student council, there should be no teacher who does not know him. The information about him is basically public in the school."

"That's it."

Obviously there was no doubt about the other party's answer, seeing the tension and faint rosiness that was trying to hide on that serious face, Kazumi Asada felt something strange.

Is this the nervousness of new teachers meeting their parents, or...

"So, do you want to ask about Asada-kun? About what?"

Seeming to have completely calmed down, Kirisu Mafuyu looked at the middle-aged woman in front of him, and asked the question in a serious manner with the demeanor that an ordinary teacher should have.

"Um……"

Asada Kazumi couldn't help but hesitate.

She originally wanted to ask Asada about his school situation, how popular he was, and whether he met everyone's expectations for the student council president.

As for the grades, she already saw the ranking of No. [-] and didn't want to look at it, and even hoped that he would fall down.

But now, looking at the young woman in front of him, a subtle feeling lingered in his heart, Asada and Kazumi thought about it, and decided to test each other out:

"Excuse me, teacher, what is your relationship with my son...?"

"relation?"

Kirisu Mafuyu froze very obviously. Although her fair skin was taut and she couldn't see any shaking, but with the vicious eyes of a 40-year-old woman, Asada Kazumi still keenly noticed the rosiness on the base of each other's ears.

She touched her chin, narrowed her eyes slightly, and flashed a cold light.

That bastard, shouldn't it be...

Chapter 180 IX Is the emotional life of young people so complicated now?

"I'm an advisor to the student union, and I'm also the instructor of the talent exchange meeting back then... You should know, right? He signed a parental consent form for you."

Kirisu Mafuyu took a deep breath, after doing enough psychological construction, she was already able to deal with someone's mother calmly.

In fact, there was nothing to panic about. Someone was a student and she was a teacher—the two hadn't done anything outrageous, so there was no need to feel guilty when facing his mother.

After reflecting on his gaffe, Kirisu Mafuyu's attitude became more righteous.

"Talent exchange meeting?"

Asada Kazumi thought about it carefully, and it seemed that this was indeed the case.

Although I didn't pay attention to the instructor's name at that time, I just signed it...

Whoever makes a certain second grade perform so well in school, the more they pay attention, the more they feel that their high school life is a waste of time; for the sake of self-esteem, they focus on his emotional life and interpersonal relationships, and they never tire of it.

"You said I had a signature? How could I remember that I didn't..." Pretending to be ignorant, Asada and Kazumi wandered their eyes, casually observing each other's expressions.

"Could it be that the child imitated my signature? He knows everything, and imitating his mother's note signature should be able to do it to save trouble, right?"

In fact, the person who did this was herself in high school.

"Well... I don't think so."

Kirisu Mafuyu frowned and shook his head decisively.

"Careful. Did you forget to have a signature? Imitating a signature is a forgery at worst. I don't think Asada-kun will do that kind of unwise behavior."