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"Student Gaoyuan Temple... how can you wear this kind of..." a girl blushed and said, "all the boys are watching."

"It doesn't matter, just watch it if you want." Gao Yuanji Liuhua flicked her long hair with her hands, her posture was quite chic, "It's an honor for a group of ordinary people to be able to admire my beautiful figure."

"..."

The enthusiasm of the boys dissipated again inexplicably.

Start to get together to discuss the bet in a low voice.

"Student Bai Ye, why don't you join them?"

Kushida Kikyo, who was wearing a bathing suit, suddenly approached Shirayoka who was watching the show, and asked.

The right plumpness, whether it is the chest or the thighs, makes it difficult to divert attention.

"That's great~"

Ling Xiaolu Qingyin, who was right next to Bai Ye, was so emotional.

Even as a woman, she has to be amazed by it, probably the so-called full of charm and envy.

Bai Ye didn't look at it too much, and replied naturally: "Probably because of the lack of a common language."

"I think it's the lack of language on how to do small movements in class."

Horikita Suzune came over and complained coldly.

I don't know if it's Ling Xiaolu's illusion of voicelessness, but she always feels that there is endless resentment in Horikita Suzune's words.

"Horikita-san, do you want to go swimming?" Kushida Kikyo immediately stopped talking with Shiraya after seeing Horikita Suzune appearing, and resolutely focused her attention on her.

Oh, scum girl.

"Let's wait, the physical education teachers haven't assembled yet."

"Is Horikita good at swimming?"

"generally."

"Well, I was not very good at swimming when I was in middle school in my country, but after practicing hard, I will—"

"Oh."

Horikita Suzune nodded perfunctorily.

Seeing her reaction, Kushida Kikyo smiled happily instead.

"See you later~"

As he spoke, he jumped up and down and gathered with his friends.

Many boys who looked over looked away in the next moment.

Without him, I am afraid of standing up in public.

That is the real social death.

"Okay—come and gather—"

Wearing a competitive swimsuit and serving as a swimming teacher, Kirisu Miharu shouted loudly.

To be honest, she was still very shocked when she first learned about angels and demons, especially the explosive news that Bai Ye was still the devil.

But after thinking about it, even without these, the world is still a magical real world, and my heart is at peace.

Start to earnestly complete the tasks assigned by the principal.

As a teacher, she has access to more information, and she also has a better understanding of the whole school. All I can say is...unusual?

Looking at Bai Ye's strong and beautiful muscles, Kirisu Miharu looked at all the students in class D who had assembled crookedly, and said:

"Are there so many trainees? Forget it... Now let's get right to the point. After you finish your warm-up exercises, go swimming. Swim about 50 meters. Let me see your strength."

A girl raised her hand in embarrassment: "Ah... Teacher, I can't swim."

Kirisu Miharu smiled and said: "Don't worry, I will definitely let you learn to swim before summer, because swimming will definitely come in handy at that time."

Seeing the beautiful teacher with a good figure say that, the boys also booed one after another.

"Teacher—I can't either!!!"

"Teacher, come and teach me—"

Kirisu Miharu kept showing the word "well" on her face, and then found a muscular but gay-looking male teacher from the next class.

"Boys who can't swim should be taught by this teacher~"

"Boys ~ let's learn to swim happily ~" Teacher Jirou greeted with a smile on his face.

"no——"

After some noise, all the students started to do warm-up exercises. Haruki Yamauchi and Kanji Ike peeped at the girls from time to time between such movements, which annoyed those who noticed it from the bottom of their hearts.

But I don't know it yet, and I still look smug.

After going into the water to swim, all the boys swam forward recklessly. Even the doctor, who is not very good at swimming, waved his two stubby arms like helicopter propellers, stirring up a large splash of water, and moved forward by brute force.

No boy wants to learn swimming under Mr. Jirou.