Masked Rider, but kindhearted

So last night before going to bed, he made a pact with Miss Yuka: until the dust settles, they will maintain their current partnership...

In short...you must never let your desires overwhelm your will - it will drain you dry!

Now that she's woken up, Ms. Yuka is playing dirty again: using a magnifying glass to pick out the words, she's saying she agreed to maintain their current relationship, but that current relationship doesn't equal companionship...

"Ms. Yuka, let's put this aside for now and talk about it later," Tendo Souji dodged the girl's kiss again, and was unusually flustered. "Is it okay to be late for the dance performance?"

Having loved dance for half her life, a career she takes very seriously, and with countless devoted fans eager to see her perform, she must...

"Ah, no"—the woman made her choice without hesitation! "Mr. Tiandao is the most important~"

Just then, a phone call saved him.

"Moshimoshi, this is Tiandao." Tiandao Zongsi answered the phone as if he had been pardoned. He didn't even have time to see who the caller was. He was now very grateful to this kind person who called him early in the morning.

"Tandō-san, are you free this weekend? You've saved me twice, and I haven't thanked you formally yet." Unlike Ozawa Yuka's mature and lazy queen voice, the voice on the other end of the phone was a familiar sweet girl's voice.

It's probably like... you can tell from her voice that her breasts are small (×) / you can tell from her voice that she's youthful and full of energy (√)

"Oh my God...ah!!" Just as Ozawa Yuka was about to interrupt, Tendo Souji ruthlessly covered her mouth with his hand. She could only sob and protest with her eyes.

Just by looking at her eyes, I knew she was saying: Who is this woman! / Where did you go to fool around while you were working? / What should I do with my child (?)

...The above is the general meaning of body language...

Tendo Souji glanced at the screen of his mobile phone and saw that the caller was: Sonosaki Wakana.

"Weekend night, you mean?" He was not in a hurry to give a clear answer right away.

Although based on his rich experience in relationships (referring to being pursued by men for 20 years), Miss Wakana should have simply expressed her gratitude... The main reason was that the offensive of a certain big-name woman was too fierce. She even successfully took off her armor and raided the enemy camp last night. Now he is one thousand percent more vigilant against such ambiguous words.

"Tsk," Sonosaki Wakana didn't know what was going on on the other side and clicked her tongue subconsciously.

While everyone is resting, let's have dinner... What else can it mean???

Although this question seemed stupid to her, the other party was the man who saved her twice (although she could have solved it herself)... What's more, she had already made up her mind: she would ruthlessly drive this man away and make her competitor (who she thought of as) Ozawa Yuka become a loser and cry!

"If you are free this weekend, I would like to treat you to a meal as a token of my gratitude~" Sonosaki Wakana pretended to be the sweet girl that everyone loved when she worked at the radio station.

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Chapter 77 My second brother is invincible!

"Ms. Yuuka...do I need to bring the Rose Driver for the dance performance?"

Although it was a refreshing morning, Tendo Souji suddenly felt himself sweating.

Yuka Ozawa said nothing.

"stare--"

Without getting a reply from the other party, he put on his motorcycle helmet with an expressionless face, sat astride the motorcycle, and ignored the gaze of the resentful woman behind him - Miss Yuka has been like this ever since she agreed to Wakana's invitation to have dinner together on the weekend.

However, he possessed incredible wisdom and had already seen through it all.

Historical experience shows that if he relents, Miss Yuka might transform into "Kamen Rider Thorn" overnight to assert her sovereignty and go on a rampage - he might be the one being ridden.

In this strange atmosphere, the two arrived at their destination: Fengdu Grand Theater.

Yuka Ozawa's performance today is at 2:00 p.m., but in order to prepare her makeup and debug the equipment in advance, she still has to start work at the annoying 8:00 a.m.

This may sound ambiguous, but last night they did swap controllers to power-play the game... In competitive games, being bad is a sin, and power-playing is something that will be looked down upon, so this kind of thing can only be done secretly by two people in a room.

Being able to do this kind of thing means that the relationship is at least above friends but below lovers. Even some conservative lovers won't play games like this.

Although what happened was rather unexpected... and although the operating techniques of both parties were rather unfamiliar... but it was still a boost, even if two silver players exchanged accounts to play with each other, as long as it was not the actual operation, it could be considered a boost - in short, Tendo Souji didn't want Miss Yuka to get too far, but he really couldn't do anything to make her sad.

Making a girl sad or something like that...is not being a man.

Yuka Ozawa still looked pitiful, as if she was about to cry. Normally, she would insist on being carried down by Tendo Souji, but now she said nothing and raised her legs to try to get off the motorcycle by herself.

Tendou Souji held her plump buttocks, gently picked her up and put her down, and said calmly: "Miss Yuka, do you want to go out for dinner together this weekend?"

"Double/W (Double) Amazing Wisdom!!!"

I accepted Miss Wakana's invitation, on the one hand, to verify my previous idea and to get some information about the Sonosaki family.

On the other hand, it was to temporarily distance themselves and calm the lust in Miss Yuka's heart... Moreover, if the three of them had dinner together, she wouldn't be uneasy because of jealousy. If there were outsiders present, Miss Yuka would automatically switch to the form of an elegant and mature big sister, and there would be no need to worry about her doing anything extreme.

Simply perfect!

This is what the man who bears the name of Heaven's Way created in a dilemma - a world where no one can be hurt!!!

Tendo Souji looked calm, but the ending once again exceeded his plans.

"Da Ga, verbal digging (but, I refuse)!"

——Miss Dancer’s Jedi Counterattack!

In the vision, I seemed to hear her making strange gestures and saying in a cold tone, "One of my favorite things to do is to say no to people like Mr. Tiandao who think they are so powerful!"

The reality is that Ozawa Yuka gently put her head on Tendo Souji's chest to hide her loss, and pretended to be relaxed and said: "Mr. Tendo is so gentle to everyone, I will be very distressed... Go by yourself, it's okay for me."

Ms. Yuuka is very cute when she puts away her aggression, but Tendo Souji still feels uneasy - generally speaking, when a woman says "I don't care", it happens to be a manifestation of caring to death, and if "It's okay" is really taken as "It doesn't matter", it may turn into a "tragic ending (Bad Ending)".

As expected, Ozawa Yuka added quietly, "If anything else happens outside of the dinner, I'll charge you ten times the compensation~"

This is probably the gentleness of Miss Yuka (?)...

In some popular literary works, it would probably become "If...then I'll kill you~/Then I'll kill her~"...right?

But Miss Yuka is only thinking about squeezing juice...she has never changed her original intention.

"Ms. Yuka, this is really a heavy emotion..." Tendo Souji was a little helpless, but still nodded confidently in agreement.

"Something other than dinner"? Impossible! Absolutely impossible!

My second brother is invincible in the world and no ordinary person can defeat him!

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After bidding farewell to Ozawa Yuka, Tendo Souji went to work at Fuuto Police Station. Originally, he could be on standby at the Narumi Detective Agency or move freely, but since that guy Terui Ryu came, he required everyone to clock in on time and hold operational meetings from time to time. The intensity of work increased greatly, causing complaints from the grassroots police officers.

If he wanted, he could easily become Terui Ryu's boss, but Tendou Souji liked to work overtime and cause trouble for the doping entities, and the other party's vigorous and decisive style was quite to his liking, so he gave up.

Fuuto Police Station, Frequent Case Investigation Division, Tactical Meeting Room.

After a brief meeting, Tendou Souji and Terui Ryuu worked as a pair, patrolling the central area of ​​Fuuto on motorcycles.

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In a private high school on the outskirts of Fuuto, a female teacher is giving piano lessons to her students.

The woman had long black hair tied up, wore intellectual gold-rimmed glasses, a beige shirt, a black long skirt, and had a gentle demeanor.

Anyone who sees her thinks she is an artistic beauty.

The performance ends with the beautiful piano sound and an extended ending.

After finishing the piano lesson, the female teacher pushed her glasses slightly, smiled, bowed gracefully and left.

The young boys and girls started gossiping:

"Teacher Kujo is so enviable. He comes from a wealthy family, has elegant manners, and is not bad looking. Why is he still single?"

——A girl with ordinary looks but a sociable personality.

"She must have chosen to teach us in this poor school because she loves music!"

——A tall and thin boy who loves to sing but is tone-deaf.

"Don't talk nonsense, Teacher Kujo must like me because she always asks me to perform on stage!"

—The head of the Stay-Home Club, a short, thin man with long hair and glasses, boasts of his extensive dating experience. He has a paper figurine of his wife on his desk and recommends bishoujo games to his classmates. He's a master of the gal game field...Who says online dating isn't love? Who says gal games aren't online dating?!

"Steamed goose heart from Four Vegetarian Kitchen! I almost like you..."

——The deputy director of the Homecoming Department, the director’s best friend, a tall and fat man whose fat gives people a sense of stability, is keen on various krypton gold card drawing games, and his dream is to become a photographer and then marry a beautiful Coser girl!

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Back in her own villa, Kujo Rin took off her gold-rimmed glasses and let her long hair down.

She pushed open the basement door with a fierce look in her eyes.

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Chapter 78 Female Teacher's Forced Restraint...

Kujo Rinone, although not from a wealthy family, is superior to 99% of the people in Fuuto. She probably never needs to check prices when shopping.

A specially-appointed female teacher at a private high school, a recognized talented pianist, and a gentle, intellectual beauty like a sister next door.

In fact - what she hates most is music!

Kujo Rin's musical talent is not ideal...but she has a pair of paranoid parents.

Her parents met, got to know each other, and fell in love because of their common interest in music. They were forced to go into business to make a living... and eventually imposed their unattainable ideals in their youth on their daughter.

From childhood to adulthood, always...always...

She was like a clockwork puppet, manipulated by her parents to live the way they wanted her to live - in the name of "love".

I don't like music, but I am forced to practice piano intensively; I finally have friends to play with, but because it is not conducive to future development, I have to focus on my own things, never fitting in and feeling isolated; I like reading novels because it is the only form of entertainment that can embody fantasies that do not exist in reality... The books have been torn to pieces.

When she was a child, Kujo Rin was still ignorant of the world and felt that this was so tiring and boring, but she still listened to the adults and did what they said.

As a teenager, she had more ideas of her own... but they were all stifled...

The result of her rebellion was that her parents thought she had grown up to be disobedient and needed to be corrected with violence... They forced her to drop out of school and locked her in the basement to practice piano day and night.

...until she cried until she was hoarse and could not speak, the man and woman did not even look at her...

At first, she thought that although her parents were strict, they at least loved her. Apart from their meddling in her affairs, she had never lacked for food, clothing, or other necessities. Her peers also envied her for being a young lady who never had to worry about pocket money.

Coupled with her parents' preaching when she was young, the seeds were planted in her heart. She naively thought that as long as she resisted desperately, she would not be imprisoned like this for her own daughter.

A day passed...

The girl refused to accept the defeat and cried, wanting to take control of her own life.

A week has passed...

The girl couldn't cry out and began to curse the couple, refusing to surrender.

Two weeks have passed...

The girl had to live in a dark and damp environment, where she would have no food to eat if she didn't play the piano seriously. She became thin and filled with regret.

"Submit for now, and when you reach adulthood, run away, as far away as you can..."

She choked as she dug into the cold food in the dark, swallowing it with her salty tears, her mind filled with this thought.

Three weeks have passed...

The girl was still detained, with her ankles chained to the piano bench, and she had to practice piano whenever she was awake - the couple's behavior became increasingly extreme.

If they felt that she was slacking off, the girl would be beaten and kicked by her closest relatives.

Their only bottom line is not to slap someone in the face, the reason being that "excellent pianists must maintain a good image."

They keep saying "this is not coercion, this is love" and "this is all for your own good", and then they insist on doing what they want.

A month has passed...

The girl's spirit has gradually collapsed. She plays the piano all day long with an expressionless face like a doll... No, to be more precise, she plays the piano with a fake smile.

Even in the dim basement, the man and woman would still surprise her from time to time, shining a flashlight to check whether she was maintaining good manners.

"I'm not a living person" "I'm just a tool they use to fulfill their desires"

The girl's heart was filled with such thoughts. She no longer had any expectations for the future. Just obey... surrender...