He tried to save the fallen girls, but they came after him instead.

"Oh, junior, I'm so sorry about that. I get excited and happy when new people come over. My suggestion was indeed ill-considered. I'm really sorry." Fukada leaned close, and Shirakawa could see a glint of silver in her lips.

Tongue piercing?

Shirakawa personally couldn't accept this kind of thing.

"Oh, it's nothing," Shirakawa quickly replied dismissively.

"So, Shirakawa-kun, does this mean you've forgiven me...?" Fukada leaned closer, intentionally or unintentionally touching Shirakawa and making some physical contact.

This interaction conveys an emotional closeness. Fukada is also a stunning beauty, and such a sweet interaction would make any normal man blush and feel affection.

No man dislikes a beautiful woman, but Shirakawa is an exception.

Having been deceived in his original world, Shirakawa understands that unsolicited kindness is either a sign of ulterior motives or theft.

Shirakawa rescued these fallen girls because he had played eroge (adult games) and fully understood their kind nature.

The woman in front of him was a complete green tea b*tch.

Maki looked completely at a loss.

She rarely interacts with men, and she doesn't say those subtle words of concern for others.

It was Fukada's appearance that made Maki feel a sense of crisis.

Every day she fantasizes that she is Shirakawa's destined one, but when she thinks about it carefully, she rarely talks to him and they have never even gone on a date.

The most intimate thing we ever did was a one-sided nighttime raid on him.

Shirakawa noticed Maki's embarrassment and took her arm, saying to Fukada, "I'm sorry, senpai, Maki and I have to prepare for our play performance, so we won't chat with you here any longer."

After saying that, he left with Maki.

Maki's heart was pounding, and her flat chest rose and fell slightly with her breathing.

Indeed, she is my destined one, and I will steadfastly choose her.

Just as Maki was immersed in her own world, Fukada, without getting annoyed or angry, took out her phone and kept recording videos behind them, especially the way Shirakawa was eyeing Maki's arm, which she zoomed in with two fingers for a close-up.

Fukada smiled.

This is just the beginning.

On the day of the school festival, everyone will know what a hypocritical scumbag you are.

Then you'll be crying and begging me to let you go, Shirakawa.

Fukada silently sent a message to Akiyama, who was offline on LINE.

Revenge is underway...

117. Akita-sensei, you didn't want this either...

And so, Shirakawa pulled Maki back to the door of Class A's classroom.

The students in the class were having a lively discussion.

The performance program for tourists and all teachers and students has been decided, but the small presentations within each class have not yet been discussed.

With all the pretty girls going to act in plays, maid cafes are finding it hard to become popular...

"Um, Shirakawa, about the play..." Maki tugged at Shirakawa's sleeve.

"how?"

"The cast for the play has been finalized, but the script hasn't been decided yet." Maki turned her head away shyly, avoiding Shirakawa's eyes.

"So, we're going to write a script together?" Shirakawa had some experience with women, and he understood the implications of her words.

"Mmm-hmm." Maki nodded vigorously.

"By the way, couldn't we just adapt the script from those well-known stage plays like Romeo and Juliet?"

“Not so good. Other classes have performed it, and the response wasn’t good. Everyone’s tired of seeing it.” Maki didn’t look Shirakawa in the eye. Her blush was almost red to the roots of her ears. She mustered her courage and made an invitation, “So, could we discuss the script together this afternoon?”

Shirakawa hesitated, not because he didn't want to go, but because he was thinking about whether he had anything else to do that afternoon. He needed to manage his time and couldn't cause any conflicts or stand people up.

Every day since I came into this world has been colorful and exciting, but I'm also exhausted.

Seeing Shirakawa hesitate, Maki added, "Nikaido and Sakura have no experience with screenwriting, and the president... definitely can't help either. Your good friend doesn't seem like someone who can settle down and write a script. It's just the two of us... Good luck."

This was the first time Maki had seriously invited Shirakawa out. She tried her best to choose her words carefully, and because of nervousness, she stammered a little.

The main reason was that Fukada really hurt her, so she had no choice but to take the initiative.

"Okay." After thinking it over, and since there was nothing else to do in the afternoon, I decided to work on the script with Maki.

"Then, see you at the school library this afternoon!" Maki happily skipped away.

In stark contrast to her aloofness at school, passing students thought she had gone crazy during the school festival.

Shirakawa was also a very busy person. He glanced at his phone and realized it was already noon.

It was time to take Sakura to see the teacher.

Shirakawa pushed open the door.

Nikaido was fast asleep, drooling all over the table.

Mito Sakura is using a small mirror to touch up her smudged makeup from crying.

Jieqi has already become close with her classmates and is currently working enthusiastically with the class monitor and classmates to figure out what to do for the decorations.

Upon seeing Shirakawa return, he raised his hand high in front of the whole class and greeted them with a smile.

Her little interaction with Shirakawa attracted everyone's attention.

Shirakawa could only awkwardly wave in response.

It has to be said, she really is a social terrorist.

The students looked at Shirakawa, then at Jieqi, and secretly began to form a Shirakawa x Jieqi CP (couple pairing) group, which spread like a virus in the class group on LINE, determined to fight to the death with other CP groups.

Of course, Shirakawa only came to tell Sakura to go find the teacher.

"Sakura-sama."

"What?!" Sakura said irritably, continuing to touch up her makeup without even glancing at Shirakawa.

"It's time to go see the teacher."

"Oh, you go ahead, I'll be there shortly."

"Um, about Miike..."

"Ahhhh, I don't want to hear it, I don't want to hear it!" Sakura covered her ears and shook her head repeatedly.

Shirakawa-ge is good at sweet talk and manipulating people. This time, she must stand firm and not waver. She must not forgive them easily.

Shirakawa sighed and had no choice but to go to the teacher's office alone.

---

In the office, the young, beautiful, and radiant Ms. Akita, wearing a pencil skirt, had her hair styled in a simple ponytail, wore black-rimmed glasses, and was dressed in a striped teacher's uniform.

She already showed signs of the weariness often associated with working professionals.

He looked at the bank statement in his hand, which showed he was spending more than he was earning and was full of deficits, with a worried expression on his face.

The school festival was a torment for her.

Although my salary is still being paid, the balance in my card is decreasing day by day.

Without working, it's difficult to enjoy the relaxed and joyful atmosphere of the school festival.

It would be better not to hold the school festival at all, so that she can keep working hard, forget about these troubles, and try to earn more bonuses to help support her family.

Akita-sensei's father was hospitalized due to a sudden heart attack caused by overwork and stress.

No one can be sure when a heart attack will occur, and Akita's father has been hospitalized for observation.

Every day of hospitalization costs money. Although there is medical insurance reimbursement, the Akita family is not wealthy, and it is a large expense every day.

To support the family, the elderly mother worked odd jobs at small shops.

Although it's not uncommon for elderly people to work in this aging society, Akita couldn't bear to see it happen.

So she not only worked hard as a teacher, but also worked part-time at a maid service shop at night to supplement her family's income.

It's a legitimate housekeeping maid agency; basically, you're invited by customers to their homes to do housework.

Of course, many colleagues also switched jobs to work in more brothels, doing things like one-on-one sex work, lap pillows, maid services, etc.

It's a quick way to make money, but Akita still can't accept this kind of work.

Should I just accept the principal's decision and become his girlfriend?

No big deal.

After all, it was the principal who came to my rescue when I was in dire straits. Although he wasn't good-looking, he was a nice person and helped me in many ways.

While she was still agonizing over what to do, Shirakawa pushed open the office door and came in.

Akita quickly tidied up all the bills.