What? ! the Girls Who Like Me Have Increased Again?

Time soon came after school.

Obeying the female teacher's order, Fujiwara Oboro also came to the staff room.

However, the place where Shizuka Hiratsuka should have stayed was empty at this moment.

"What about people?"

In doubt.

Behind him came the distinctive crisp sound of high heels touching the ground.

Turn around slightly.

A woman with long brown hair and glasses appeared beside the boy.

"You are... Fujiwara from class F of the first year, are you looking for Mr. Hiratsuka?"

The strange female teacher pretended to be thinking slightly, and took the initiative to speak to the boy.

Oboro nodded slightly.

"This woman, I remember... Teacher Aomo?"

He had a slight impression of the other party's identity.

Aomo Weizi, 27 years old.

I like to drink Japanese sake, and I love and care about my students very much on weekdays.

Especially among male students, she is a female teacher who is very popular in various senses.

After observing the other party closely, he probably understood the reason.

"20 Daniel's pantyhose...for a boy of this age, it's a bit too exciting."

The young man thought unusually calmly.

Koko Fujiwara forced him to stuff some messy knowledge into his head, and he actually experienced it.

The so-called Daniel refers to the thickness of stockings.

The thinner it is, the smaller this number will be.

The teacher in front of me is wearing thinner black pantyhose that look like they are shining.

The appearance of the other party is no less than Xia Zhiqiu Shiyu.

And because of her age advantage, her figure is better than that senior sister's, and her height is also taller.

In the end...the two even have the same voice actor.

"It's like a senior who failed to write a novel and started teaching as a teacher after graduating from college."

The young man thought very interestingly.

It is not clear what the other party is thinking.

In fact, this female teacher is Kasumigaoka Shiwa's class teacher.

"Fujiwara Obakuya...isn't that right? Don't miss classes too often."

With a smile on her face, the female teacher slightly narrowed the distance between the two with very natural movements.

Although the words are educating the students, they will not make people feel uncomfortable.

"Well, I know what I did was wrong..."

Obviously the character of the other party is not the same as that of Xiangzi.

But for some reason, Oboro felt a certain aura from this woman.

Stilling his body, the young man raised a slight alert in his heart.

"Sure enough, Fujiwara-san is not bad by nature, he is a good boy..."

The female teacher said with a smile, and seemed very satisfied with the child's reaction.

She almost reached out to touch his head.

"Speaking of which... Teacher Aomo should be the head teacher of the senior class, how could he know my name?"

Fujiwara Oboroya felt a little doubt in his heart.

"Forget it, I probably learned about it from Mr. Hiratsuka."

After thinking about it for a while, I came up with this explanation.

At the same time, the body quietly took a small step back.

A gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall.

This woman's figure is a bit too beautiful, almost on par with Fujiwara Koko.

The ordinary short skirt covering the hips was supported by a woman's beautiful body with a nearly perfect curve, which made it difficult for him to look directly at the other party.

As if aware of the boy's vigilance, Aomo Weizi slightly put away the smile on his face.

Showing the serious expression of a real teacher.

"It's not that the teacher can't understand the world outside the school, which is attractive to students your age."

"But you're still a high school student, and you need to focus on your studies."

Chino Ai...

No, Yuiko Omo spoke to the boy in a voice that was as sweet as Kasumigaoka Shiwa.

"Ms. Hiratsuka won't be back for about a while. Do you mind talking with the two of you?"

I noticed the boy looking at his colleague's desk from time to time.

Aomo Weizi naturally leaned his body slightly on the table, blocking the other party's sight.

"Is Hiratsuka-sensei busy?"

Fujiwara Oboroya asked strangely.

She was the one who asked me to come here, but now the person on the other side is gone.

"In a sense, it's really busy."

Ao Moweizi replied in a strange tone.

Because I couldn't hold back, I used a little violence against the bad students in the third grade who were not very obedient.

As a result, she was complained by the other party's parents and is now being disciplined in the principal's office.

Usually, although she has a bad temper, Hiratsuka Shizuka is generally able to restrain herself when she is in school.

The reason why I accidentally exceeded the limit this time.

It was also because a certain person pissed her off just after the guarantee was made on the front foot.

Interested in what happened to the colleague, but did not talk about these personal things in front of the student.

Leaning lightly on the edge of the table, with his hands folded in front of his chest, the already exaggerated parts became more prominent.

Whether it was intentional or unintentional, it easily attracted a lot of attention from the staff room.

The eyes under Aomo Weizi's glasses were fixed on the tall and well-looking boy in front of him.

"Although I'm not your head teacher."

The words that came out of the female teacher's lips were as gentle as sleep aids.

"But talking to me, Teacher, maybe it will also give you something to gain?"

Hiratsuka Shizuka is both a colleague and a drinking buddy.

From the other party's usual complaints, I probably have some understanding of this maverick child, and I have also developed some interest.

It was really cute when I saw it up close today.

A little bit makes people want to play tricks on him, admiring the boy's gaffe~

Chapter 91. Education of Female Teachers

I don't know the dangerous thoughts in the female teacher's mind.

"What a great teacher who cares about his students."

The young man gave such an evaluation in his heart.

And then, just when Oboroya thought so.

"What are you talking about, teacher—"

Suddenly, a familiar, very loud voice came from nearby.

The two immediately turned their attention to the source of the voice.

not far away.

The students and the teacher in a certain class seem to have had quite a heated quarrel.

Or... To be precise, it should be a one-sided torture.

"An Yi, I beg you to let me go..."

Wearing glasses, the male teacher with a somewhat weak temperament looked exhausted.

And his opponent, An Yilun, was so energetic that he didn't even look like a human being.

"don't want--"

"Anyway, even if I stay in school, I don't know what to do. I must work!"

The otaku student was as excited as if he had been drugged, and said in an inexplicably proud tone.

Although in the future, under the encouragement of others, after repeating the study for a year, he was admitted to Undead Sichuan University.

But now he has no intention of going to college at all, but just wants to go to work after high school so that he can buy more comics.