Chapter 11 is all right now!
The next day.

A ray of sunlight shone through the glass and fell on Akiko Yonehara's face.

Akiko Yonehara, who was fast asleep, slowly opened her eyes, turned over to avoid the glaring sunlight, and closed her eyes to continue sleeping.

Just as she was about to go back to sleep, she suddenly opened her eyes, sat up abruptly in bed, her hair disheveled, and felt a chill. Looking down, she realized she wasn't wearing anything.

Instinctively, I pulled up the blanket to cover myself.

At this moment, images began to resurface in her mind.

Sofa, purple lingerie, she tackled Kitahara Natsuyu, kissed him, and then...
"what!"

Akiko Yonehara covered her forehead with one hand, interrupting her reverie and preventing the dregs from overwhelming her mind. A look of annoyance crossed her face: "Damn it! I still lost to male beauty in the end!"

"I didn't want to have too much to do with him. I just wanted to ask him some questions about why things turned out this way!"

She did indeed have some affection for Kitahara Natsuhiro.

A man who is eloquent, handsome, and has a good personality—who wouldn't like him!
However, she knew she was heading down a path of no return, and that killing someone would implicate Kitahara Natsuhiro, so she did not intend to have much contact with him.

The atmosphere had just been right last night, so the two of them naturally ended up together.

It's really not her fault; it's all because of the hormones in her body!

"However, he has already left!"

Akiko Yonehara glanced to the side, her eyes filled with a complex mix of emotions, including a sense of relief.

The complicated part is that there's no one around anymore, and the pillow and the other half of the bed no longer have the warmth of Kitahara Natsuyu's presence; he's long gone.

Fortunately, she didn't have to face Kitahara Natsuyu, a young man who was five or six years younger than her.

She still felt somewhat ashamed for sleeping with a man so much younger than herself.

Although Kitahara Natsumi was relatively young, she still experienced the feeling of soaring into the clouds, a sensation that was hard to describe.

"Ahhh!"

Akiko Yonehara rubbed her head and interrupted the spellcasting again.

"I can't keep thinking about it. Get up, eat, and live my own life properly. Continue to investigate the truth of what happened back then and avenge Minako!"

Mochizuki Minako was her student three years ago, and it was Minako who told her about several teachers who had illegally obtained jobs at Beika Elementary School.

It was because of this incident that Minako Mochizuki died a few days later in her ballet studio, by hanging herself.

The incident was later ruled a suicide by the incompetent Metropolitan Police Department.

But she knew it wasn't suicide, it was homicide.

After all, Minako Mochizuki had just told her that some teachers had used illegal means to get into the school, and then this happened. What else could it be but homicide!
Her main suspect was Daisuke Sugiyama, because Minako told her that Daisuke Sugiyama was one of the people who got the job through illegal means, and he was just one of them.

However, she had no evidence, neither evidence of murder nor evidence of illegal employment.

That's why she wanted to avenge her students through her own efforts. Since the law couldn't judge them, she would judge these demons!

We must never betray the trust the school has placed in us, even if it costs us our lives.

In the future, she did indeed do so, fulfilling her responsibility as a teacher, but she also put herself in danger.

Akiko Yonehara shook her head, clearing her mind, and threw off the covers.

Long legs like white jade pillars, round and white toes, exposed to the air, slowly stepping onto the solid floor.

Several red marks have appeared on her originally fair skin; these are fingerprints left from last night and will disappear in a few days.

Akiko Yonehara opened the wardrobe, took out a burgundy silk robe, and casually draped it over her shoulders, the robe's sash hanging loosely on both sides. Then she took out a set of underwear, preparing to go to the bathroom to wash up.

My body feels sticky and uncomfortable.

Click.

Akiko Yonehara turned the handle, and the door slowly opened. She sniffed, "What's that smell?! It smells so good!" *Sizzle sizzle*
She not only smelled the aroma, but also heard the sizzling sound of the oil and ingredients.

Upon hearing this sound, her first thought was that a thief might have broken into her house, and this thief was even cooking in the kitchen?!
The next second.
Akiko Yonehara and Natsuhiro Kitahara locked eyes.

At this moment, Kitahara Natsuhiro was wearing an apron, holding a spatula, with a big smile on his face, but his eyes looked a little strange.

"You...you didn't leave?!"

Akiko Yonehara was now in a panic. She thought Natsuhiro Kitahara had left, but it turned out he hadn't left at all and was instead cooking at her house.

To be honest, she rarely cooks at home and usually eats out, either at the school cafeteria or at a convenience store with half-price bento boxes.

I only cook for myself on very rare occasions.

Upon hearing this, Kitahara Natsuyu, who had been staring intently at a certain spot, said, "I went out to buy some ingredients, and then I came back to cook."

Yeah, that was too hard, there are finger marks everywhere!

But you can't blame me, it's really hard to resist older sisters!
Besides, she was playing really wildly; if he hadn't been strong enough, he would have broken several of his ribs!
That leg strength is amazing!
"So this is ah!"

At this moment, Akiko Yonehara also noticed that Natsumi Kitahara's gaze was a little strange, fixed on a certain part of her body.
Staring at her?!
She looked down and realized that because she was going to take a shower, she was wearing a bathrobe, and the sash was not even tied, leaving her exposed!
Springtime beauty cannot be confined within the garden walls!

In other words, Kitahara Natsuhiro had a full view of this beautiful scenery!
"you"

Akiko Yonehara quickly pulled her bathrobe together, glared fiercely at Natsuhiro Kitahara, a hint of embarrassment on her face, but she didn't scream hysterically like a little girl.

We're all adults! We were rolling around together yesterday, what's with all the screaming?!

Too contrived!

"Cough cough!" Kitahara Natsuyu scratched the back of his head and said softly, "Sorry, I used too much force yesterday!"

"Shut up! Don't say a word!"

"it is good!"

Kitahara Natsuhiro turned his head and continued to look at the boiling pot on the stove.

"We can eat in fifteen minutes. Now is the perfect time to take a shower!"

Hearing this, Akiko Yonehara glared at him again, then lifted her delicate foot and walked step by step toward the bathroom. But the shyness on her face turned into a slight smile as she turned around, without even realizing it herself.

At that moment, she felt a sense of home in the cold room.

A moment later, Akiko Yonehara, sitting in the bathroom, was dumbfounded by the clean and tidy bathroom and the clothes basket.

It seems like someone has already been there; all the dirty clothes are gone, even her underwear that she hadn't had time to wash is gone.

Instead, there is a clean and odorless bathroom.

"Kitahara Natsuhiro, where are my clothes?"

Akiko Yonehara's roar echoed from the bathroom.

"It's washed!"

My post

"It was hand-washed and has already been hung outside to dry."

Good, good, good, you've all learned to answer first.

"You"

"You're welcome, it was just a small favor!"

Thank you? Who needs to thank you?

You have absolutely no sense of boundaries!
Oh, we've already slept, so it's fine!

(End of this chapter)

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