The Underworld, Starting with Debt

In Shirakawa Miwa's eyes, Tsukishima Kyoko was still that serious, cold beauty. When Ito Koshino arrived, she withdrew the smile she had shown while chatting with her.

Watching Tsukishima Kyoko sway her ample hips as she led Ito Koshito out of the staff room.

"Ito-kun, has he done something wrong? I hope Tsukishima Morisei can be lenient with him."

Miwa Shirakawa murmured.

Shirakawa Miwa still held a good impression of Ito Koshitomo, who had once protected her in the library.

Chapter 49 The Dragon Raises Its Head

The student guidance room was simply furnished, with a gleaming writing desk in the center, its surface reflecting a soft glow. Two chairs faced each other quietly, as if awaiting the arrival of visitors.

The bookshelf next to it is neatly arranged with all kinds of books, and there are some small decorations and a potted plant on the corner of the bookshelf.

Ito Koshitomo and Tsukishima Kyoko sat down opposite each other.

"Ito..."

In real life, Kyoko Tsukishima felt too embarrassed to use a more intimate term of endearment for Koshito Itō when they were face-to-face.

"I'm here, Kyoko."

Faced with the change in how he addressed Tsukishima Kyoko, Ito Koshichi knew he couldn't rush things; the good momentum hadn't been fully realized yet, and he still needed to work harder! However, Ito Koshichi was thick-skinned enough to continue calling Tsukishima Kyoko by her given name.

"At school, you should be called Sensai."

"Okay, Kyoko, no problem, Kyoko."

Ito Koshitoshi replied with a simple and honest smile.

"Hmph!" Kyoko Tsukishima raised her eyebrows slightly, giving him a disapproving look. She could only let out a helpless snort at Ito Koshitoshi's shamelessness.

"Alright, let's get down to business." Kyoko Tsukishima's black-stockinged legs swayed as she lightly kicked Koshito Ito's shin, signaling him to be serious.

"I see."

Ito Koshito's smile faded, and he sat up straight.

Kyoko Tsukishima nodded in satisfaction. She really liked this about Koshito Ito; he knew when to be serious and reined in his playful attitude.

"Alright, there are a few things I'd like to discuss with you today."

"The first thing is about the exams this week."

“Our academy conducts a test for students every month, and this month’s test will be this Thursday and Friday.”

“Ito, you missed a lot of classes because you didn’t come to school last month. Although you’ve been trying to catch up this week, there are still some things you’ve missed.”

"I've already filled in the gaps in your math knowledge, so you don't need to worry about that."

"However, Ito, you still have some shortcomings in your studies in other subjects. I plan to recommend a classmate with excellent grades to tutor you in the next couple of days. I told her about your situation, and she agreed."

"Let's see if you have time now."

Kyoko Tsukishima rested her chin on her hand, looking at Koshitomo Itō, waiting for his reply.

After thinking for a moment, Ito said, "Mori Sai, why don't you give me that classmate's contact information and let me negotiate with her myself?"

"also."

Nodding, the efficient and decisive Kyoko Tsukishima immediately sent Chizuru Shiina's Line account to Koshito Itoh.

"Alright, let's move on to the second thing."

She paused, then gathered her long, dark blue hair behind her ear with her slender fingers, occasionally curling it.

She turned her pretty face slightly away, her voice unconsciously softening: "Remember to call me Tsukishima Morisei in front of others, and also..."

"besides?"

"Also, don't... keep staring at my legs when we're in class..."

"..."

"Ahem, there's nothing we can do about it, it's all your fault, Kyoko."

Ito Koshitomo resumed his cheerful demeanor, moved into a chair, and leaned on the table, gazing at Tsukishima Kyoko with a smirk.

"Blame me?"

Kyoko Tsukishima frowned in confusion.

"Of course! Because Kyoko is too tempting! Hehe∽"

As the May winds began to rise, they lifted the pure white curtains, allowing sunlight to stream into the instruction room and fall upon Kyoko Tsukishima.

The sun tanned two faint blushes onto Kyoko Tsukishima's fair face, and her pink lips parted slightly as she spoke coquettishly.

"Shut up, don't tease Sensai."

Her black-stockinged calves swayed frequently, and the sharp tips of her high heels tapped lightly against Ito Kozue's calves.

"hey-hey……"

The hands, resting on the chin, reached down towards the table, following the trail, and grasped the constantly writhing ankle.

"Hehe... Kyoko, I remember you have a class with our class this afternoon, right? Hehe... Mori, you don't want me staring at your legs the whole time in the classroom, do you?"

"You, what do you want to do?"

"Dry!"

***

"Did Ito make a serious mistake? Why haven't the two of them come out of the guidance room yet...?"

Walking down the bright and empty corridor, Shirakawa Miwa responded to the students' greetings while pondering her thoughts.

"Let's go take a look..."

"Rustling sound—"

"Rustling sound—"

"Hmm?" As she approached the door of the guidance room, Shirakawa Miwa heard a strange sound, like the rustling of leaves, but upon closer listening, it seemed to be something else entirely.

"Bang, bang," Shirakawa Miwa knocked on the door. "Tsukishima Morisai, may I come in?"

"Bang... Clang..."

"Ah!" A startled cry rang out, and Shirakawa Miwa recognized Tsukishima Kyoko's voice.

"Tsukishima Morise, are you alright!" Shirakawa Miwa forcefully pulled open the door and looked inside. The various noises inside, along with Tsukishima Kyoko's panicked cries, made her quite worried.

The door opened, and the scene inside made Shirakawa Miwa realize that it was Tsukishima Kyoko who had fallen, no wonder she was flustered.

Sunlight streamed through the pure white curtains, illuminating Kyoko Tsukishima lying face down on the floor, a chair scattered and overturned beside her, and Koshito Ito curled up on the table.

"Ta-ta"

With the sound of Gauguin hitting the ground, Shirakawa Miwa ran over and squatted down next to Tsukishima Kyoko.

Her snow-white, delicate hand embraced Kyoko Tsukishima's arm and gently helped her up.

"Tsukishima Mori, are you alright?"

Miwa Shirakawa looked at Kyoko Tsukishima with a hint of worry.

Her flushed face was covered with a fine layer of fragrant sweat, and a few strands of dark blue hair fell from her temples, clinging tightly to her face. Her eyes were filled with tears.

Her clothes were disheveled, a pair of high heels had fallen under the table, and her black stockings were slightly torn at her toes.

All of this highlights Kyoko Tsukishima's sorry state!

"Did you hurt yourself somewhere?"

Kyoko Tsukishima remained silent, still reeling from the shock and shame of almost being discovered.

"Ito-kun, do you know what's going on?"

Shirakawa Miwa frowned and turned her gaze to Ito Koshichi, noticing that Ito Koshichi, looking guilty, stretched his hands out from under the table at his waist.

"Did you bully Tsukishima Morisei?!"

"I'm innocent, Shirakawa Morisei."

"Then why are you lying on the table instead of sitting up straight and not daring to look up at me?"

'I'm already looking up! If I sit up straight, I'm afraid I'll have to lift the table...' Ito Koshizumi thought to himself, but couldn't look up to refute, "..."

Shirakawa Miwa frowned. 'Could it really be that Ito bullied Tsukishima Morise? Ito-kun shouldn't be the kind of person who would bully women…'

With her cherry lips slightly parted, Shirakawa Miwa was about to say something when Tsukishima Kyoko interrupted her.

"Shirakawa Morisei, I'm fine. I just accidentally fell."

"I'm sorry, Ito-kun, I misunderstood."

Shirakawa Miwa felt a little ashamed, 'I actually questioned Ito-kun without even knowing the reason, I really...'

"It's alright. There were only Tsukishima Mori and me in the instruction room just now. There are only two possibilities for Tsukishima Mori falling down. It's normal for Shirakawa Mori to have some misunderstandings."

Chapter Fifty: Holding Each Other's Weaknesses (Not Physically)

"Tsukishima Morisei. Let's go check on Mizuki Morisei and see if she's feeling unwell."

A gentle breeze blew the catkins, lifting a few strands of Shirakawa Miwa's hair, while sunlight shone on her gentle face.

Kyoko Tsukishima carefully examined her body. Perhaps because she had fallen face down, she didn't feel any discomfort, but the fat that cushioned her fall caused a dull, throbbing pain.

"Thank you for your help, Shirakawa Morisei."

Without rejecting Shirakawa Miwa's suggestion, Tsukishima Kyoko sat in the chair that had been straightened and looked at Ito Koshitomo.

"Ito, could you please pick up my shoes for me?"

After a period of calm, Ito Koshi's invigorating essence and blood gradually cooled down.

He bent down, picked up Kyoko Tsukishima's two high heels, squatted down beside her, and prepared to help her put them on.

"No need, I can do it myself."

Kyoko Tsukishima gave Ito Koshino a subtle glare before reaching out and snatching the high-heeled shoes from Ito Koshino's hand.