My deskmate is actually my yandere reader.

"Gah—!"

Upon hearing this, Kurose Izumi let out an incredulous scream, wishing she could either smash her head against the wall or live on another planet.

But what Shiraishi Chiren said next made him so ashamed he wanted to die...

"Also, if you browse so many inappropriate websites on your computer, you might get a virus, you know?"

"Fine, let's not even talk about whether you get a virus or not. Even if you're just looking at something, shouldn't you at least use an incognito browser?"

"Finally, what kind of learning materials could be several terabytes in size?"

As Shiraishi Chiren revealed one secret after another, Kurose Izumi's expression gradually changed.

It generally goes from blushing, to pale, and then to greenish.

"What else do you know?"

“Teacher Yongheng, I know everything about you, okay? If you don’t listen to me, these little quirks of yours will be revealed.”

As she spoke, Shiraishi Chiren reached out and stroked upwards along the arched curve of Kurose Izumi's back, her touch as gentle and ticklish as a feather.

Kurose Izumi's body trembled instantly, and he felt a chill run down his spine.

When those slightly cold little hands stroked along his back, he felt only fear and was extremely concerned about that touch!

"Relax, I'm just giving you a back rub, why are you so tense?" Shiraishi Chiren said softly.

Kurose Izumi took a deep breath and said with difficulty, "I... I've never experienced anything like this before, of course I'm nervous!"

"Hmph, how innocent..."

Shiraishi Chiren smiled and put her hand down, then picked up a bath sponge, squeezed on some shower gel, and carefully wiped Kurose Izumi's back.

Faced with this, Kurose Izumi could only accept it with a chill running down her spine, not daring to move an inch.

Fortunately, Shiraishi Chiren was really just rubbing her back and didn't do anything else, nor did she touch anything she shouldn't have.

After wiping her back, she washed Kurose Izumi's hair, and then said with satisfaction, "You can wash your own hair now, I'll go out first."

After saying that, she stood up and left the bathroom.

"My grass..."

While soaking in the bathtub, Kurose Izumi gazed at the white ceiling shrouded in mist and uttered a beautiful phrase in Chinese.

Recalling what had just happened, he felt confused and couldn't understand what Shiraishi Chiren was thinking.

Even though they are kidnappers and kidnapped, why does the kidnapper act like a loving mother, taking care of the kidnapped person with tenderness and care?

This left Kurose Izumi completely bewildered.

Even after he finished showering and got out of the bath, he still couldn't understand it.

10. Knee pillow

After taking a shower, Shiraishi Chiren took Kurose Izumi back to the bedroom and tied the iron chain around his neck to the foot of the bed.

Then, she picked up the hairdryer and, while drying Izumi Kurose's wet hair, said:

“I’ve set up regular updates of your personal information and quirks on Twitter. You know what will happen if I don’t cancel them.”

Upon hearing this, Kurose Izumi couldn't help but shiver, her whole body went limp, and she completely lost the will to resist!

If what Shiraishi Chiren said is true, then once other people's information is released, wouldn't she be unable to even leave her house?

Not only would they be killed by the newspaper, but they might even be hacked to death by angry readers. That's terrifying!

'This yandere, cleaver-wielding landmine-wielding woman is terrifying...'

Kurose Izumi thought with a gloomy expression, suddenly feeling lost about her future.

If you get tied up like this once, there's no guarantee you won't do it again.

To be honest, he didn't have high hopes of calling the police; his intuition told him that the police wouldn't be able to catch him!

Shiraishi Chiren is too meticulous.

So meticulous that everything was calculated!

She must have considered what she was doing and what the consequences would be.

Kidnapping and threatening someone is something that only truly outlaws and madmen would dare to do.

Is Shiraishi Chiren an outlaw or a madman?

It's definitely not.

She can cook, is gentle and considerate in taking care of people, has a rational side, and has never abused herself.

But the problem came again.

Shiraishi Chiren isn't a madman or a lawless outlaw, so how could she dare to send a threatening letter with a wood-cutter's knife and then kidnap and imprison him?

Suddenly, Kurose Izumi wanted to understand Shiraishi Chire, to know her thoughts, and her true nature!

"Alright, I'm going to take a shower too. You just stay put."

At that moment, Shiraishi Chiren turned off the hairdryer, straightened up, and turned to leave the bedroom.

"and many more!"

But as she reached the door, she suddenly heard a sound behind her.

She paused in her steps.

"Could you...tell me your name?"

Upon hearing this, Shiraishi Chiren took another step, walked out the door, and closed it behind her.

"Kuchiki Fuyuko."

The moment the door closed, a clear and cold voice drifted out and echoed in the room.

"Kuchiki Fuyuko..."

Sitting cross-legged on the bed, Kurose Izumi murmured these four words, thinking that it was indeed a very good name.

-

After leaving the bedroom, Shiraishi Chiren packed her change of clothes and hung them on the clothes rack in the bathroom.

She removed her mask and wig, then unbuttoned her shirt one button at a time, revealing her snow-white skin, beautiful collarbone, and black lingerie with lace trim.

Next came a pleated skirt and black pantyhose, revealing two long, slender, and fair legs.

Her toes and arches were perfectly shaped, each one full and jade-like, pink and tender, arousing a strange desire in one's heart.

After I took off all my clothes, the porcelain white bathtub was filled with fresh hot water.

She took a step forward, immersing herself in the water, creating a rushing sound.

"Hirasawa Shinbu, well, we didn't include him..."

With a murmur to herself, Shiraishi Chiren scooped up a handful of hot water and poured it over her shapely collarbone.

Water droplets slid down her delicate, smooth skin, some hanging there, others returning to the bathwater.

After taking a shower and changing into clean casual clothes, I casually blow-dried my hair until it was half dry in the living room, then touched up my light makeup, and put on a wig and a mask.

Only then did she return to the bedroom and see Kurose Izumi sitting on the bed, engrossed in a book.

It's 8:30 pm now, still a while before my usual bedtime.

Let's take this opportunity to discipline him a bit?

"Teacher Eternal." Shiraishi Chiren stepped forward and called out softly.

"Hmm? What's wrong?" Kurose Izumi looked up, closed the book, and asked.

Are you a little tired today? After all, you've typed a lot.

"Tired?...I'm alright, I slept a lot today, but my neck is a little sore and my hands and feet are a bit stiff." Kurose Izumi gave a wry smile.

There was no way around it; with chains and collars binding my neck, hands, and feet, it was impossible not to feel tired and stiff.

"Shall I give you a massage?" Shiraishi Chiren said, climbing onto the bed and kneeling down.

She reached out and patted between her knees, saying, "Please lie down, Teacher Yongheng."

'Could this be... a lap pillow?!'

Upon seeing this, Kurose Izumi's eyes widened slightly, and she swallowed hard.

A lap pillow is a man's romance, and the dream of every teenage boy!

Especially for a gentleman like him, Old Snakeskin, there was a mysterious longing for the lap pillow of a beautiful young girl.

—The protagonist of "The Abyss of Youth" received dozens of lap pillows from the first volume to the last.

And this is the method by which Shiraishi Chiren tames and trains!

The "teach them what they like" approach, using a combination of slaps and sweets, is a timeless method of discipline.

Although Izumi Kurose was imprisoned, he was not abused; on the contrary, he was well taken care of, which gradually numbed him.

Now, he has changed from being wary and unhappy at the beginning to being compliant and adaptable, and that is a kind of change.

If things continue this way, he will gradually become addicted to it and forget his dissatisfaction with being imprisoned.

Because he had stopped being unwilling, he had already accepted the fact that he was being imprisoned!

If he resists fiercely, refuses to comply no matter what, and does everything he can to oppose her, then Shiraishi Chiren will find it a bit troublesome.

"R-really, is that okay?"

To be honest, Izumi Kurose couldn't resist the allure of a lap pillow.

Looking at the perfectly shaped, fair legs beneath the pleated skirt, so long and slender without an ounce of fat, he couldn't help but feel an urge to touch them.

"Of course, lie down, I can even clean your ears!"

Shiraishi Chiren slapped her thigh with one hand, and then pulled out an ear pick from somewhere.

At the very top is a layer of pure white cotton, which makes you feel a faint, tingling sensation coming from your ear canal just by looking at it.