Strategy! Welcome to the Free Haremism Classroom

"Interesting! Don't let me leave you behind."

"I will do my best, please show mercy."

Just like that, in just a few words, the two had completed the discussion, and were ready, starting together tacitly.

Chabashira was stunned for a moment.

"Call the roll! Otherwise it will be considered as absence!"

"Remember my name, Kouenji Rokusuke, Teacher."

Chabashira helplessly watched the two people disappearing quickly and sighed silently. Considering that he had registered his name, he turned a blind eye to the fact that he did not register for a class, since he was in his class anyway.

However, Chabashira was also somewhat surprised by this scene. Although she knew that Kiyotaka was very fast, it was not like his character to show it so obviously and to directly confront Kouenji.

It seems he has changed a lot...

If, he really shows up tonight...

What should I do?

However, Kiyotaka had no idea what Chabashira was thinking. At this moment, he was following closely behind Kouenji at a constant speed.

Kouenji noticed that his breathing was very steady and that he was obviously not moving at his fastest speed, so he burst into laughter.

"I still underestimated you, Ayanokouji boy, how about we get serious next time?"

"As you wish..."

After the short conversation, the speed of the two suddenly increased, and soon they saw Yahiko, who had followed Kiyotaka's plan and was in poor physical condition, and Hashimoto who was accompanying him.

Qing Long didn't say anything, but just passed them like the wind.

"That's... Ayanokouji?"

Yahiko blinked his eyes, panting, and asked Hashimoto beside him with a little disbelief.

"If I'm not mistaken, it should be."

"I've heard that he's very fast, but now I see that he's a complete monster..."

"No, to be exact, it should be two, right?"

Isn't it obvious that Koenji next to him is not ordinary either?

"Ah... I should try harder, or else the countdown will be embarrassing."

Yahiko took a deep breath, stabilized his breathing, and barely increased his pace.

Yahiko and Hashimoto being overtaken was just the beginning. Even Ishizaki and Albert, who were in better physical condition, were left far behind by Kiyotaka and Koenji. Even some second-year students with poor physical condition were overtaken by the two who started much later.

No one except Kiyotaka and Kouenji knew what the final result was, but the members of Kiyotaka's group could clearly feel that from that time on, Kouenji was willing to listen to Kiyotaka, and at least would no longer do anything that went against the interests of the group.

Because he hadn't had lunch, Qinglong found a corner to sit down at dinner time, thinking of having a good meal.

But what he didn't expect was that Nan Yunya actually came to his door.

"Hey, Ayanokouji-san, is there anyone next to you?"

Qing Long looked up at Nan Yunya who was smiling brightly.

"No, please feel free to do as you please, President Nanyun."

"Then I'm welcome."

Nan Yunya casually sat down not far from Qinglong, and then looked at Qinglong with interest.

"I heard that in today's cross-country relay race, Ayanokouji, you once again showed off your extraordinary speed. I regretted coming back so soon and didn't get to see it."

"No, I just ran back as fast as I could because I was almost late."

Qinglong paused and responded to Nanyunya calmly.

"Fighting for your life..."

Nan Yunya's expression was somewhat amused.

Chapter 172: Infiltrate? Walk in openly

"I don't think so, Ayanokouji, you are still as energetic as ever."

Nan Yunya smiled slightly, with endless sunshine on her face.

"Really, Senior? I just want to finish eating quickly so I can go to bed. This is just my obsession with dinner."

"Hahaha, Ayanokouji, you really are an interesting person. I was right about you. If you want to join the student council anytime, I welcome you."

"If that's the plan..."

Nan Yunya smiled, took the food tray and left, and met up with a girl whom Qinglong had met twice. Judging from the way they communicated, they were obviously very familiar with each other.

This made Qinglong feel a little puzzled about Nanyun Masa's arrival this time. Was it just to make it appear that he was talking to me in the crowd, so as to make some people alert?

Maybe, who cares.

Qinglong silently lowered his head, quickly finished his meal, and left the cafeteria.

At the door, Qinglong met Hui. Hui didn't say anything, but just brushed past him lightly.

There was a piece of paper in Qinglong's hand.

"It's quite efficient..."

Qinglong clenched the note in his hand and opened it only after returning to the dormitory.

It contains some information that Kiyotaka asked Hui to collect. Most of it is about a second-year student named "Asahina Nazuna". The reason for investigating her is mainly because she has an unusual relationship with Nanyun Masaru in private, and although she is not a member of the student council in Class A, she can command the support of many people, and even Nanyun Masaru will listen to her.

And the most important point is that she might be the only one in the second grade who is not afraid of Nan Yunya.

This is extremely important for Kiyotaka, because the second years are completely twisted like a hemp rope. If Kiyotaka is not careful, he may not be able to spy on anything, but expose himself instead. Asahina Nazuna is a breakthrough point.

After reading the information collected by Hui, Qinglong tore the note into pieces. Now is not the time to act, just keep in mind...

Qinglong took a shower and rested as usual, and only left the room when the lights were about to be turned off.

Kiyotaka didn't forget what he said to Chabashira today, and he had to enter this room today no matter what.

Moreover, he did not sneak in as Chabashira thought. Instead, he came to the teachers' accommodation area openly and walked on the road with a calm face.

Somewhat unexpectedly, Qinglong did not meet any teachers along the way.

He walked smoothly to the room with the tea pillar sign and pushed the door open without hesitation.

Inside the door, Chabashira was in a conflicted and tangled mood.

In fact, tonight is the time when all the teachers are having a meeting, so there would be no one in the entire teachers' area. The reason why Chabashira stayed behind was because she was the one in charge of guarding the teachers' area.

Now she was wearing a loose bathrobe, and there was a pot of sake on the table. Judging from the emptiness in the cup and the redness on Chabashira's face, she had obviously drunk quite a lot.

She looked at the table in confusion, and couldn't help wondering whether Qinglong would come over tonight, and if so, what attitude she should take towards him.

But before she could figure out what was going on, the sound of a door being pushed and pulled woke her up.

She looked up in astonishment, and looked at Qinglong who walked in from the main gate, feeling a little at a loss.

"How... did you come in through the front door?"

Kiyotaka gave Chabashira a strange look.

"If I don't come in through the front door, where should I come from?"

Kiyotaka keenly sensed that Chabashira was glancing at the window on the side without leaving any trace.

Qinglong suddenly smiled softly.

"why are you laughing?"

Chabashira asked, barely maintaining his dignity as a teacher.

"I laughed at you. You didn't think I would climb in through the cracked window, did you?"

The plan was exposed at once, and Chabashira's face turned even redder. Fortunately, because he was drunk, it was not obvious.

Qinglong walked to the table, picked up the bottle and shook it.

There was a clanging sound from inside, as if the wine was not full.

"I drank quite a lot..."

Chabashira turned his head slightly and ignored it.

She herself didn't know why, but ever since Qinglong came in, she couldn't help but act like a little girl, completely losing her usual seriousness.

Kiyotaka glanced at Chabashira, whose long dark hair was tied back in a single ponytail as always.

A loose white bathrobe was casually draped over her body, and whether intentionally or unintentionally, her smooth shoulders were half-revealed. The deep V-neck bathrobe was draped diagonally over her round and perky white breasts, and the high raised peak fully displayed the unique charm of the tea column.

Coupled with the tea pillar's sitting posture at this moment and the rosy red lips on her face that were slightly breathing orchid, the tea pillar looked indescribably seductive.

"Chabashira."

Kiyotaka didn't add "teacher" to the title, and although he didn't call her directly "Sae", Chabashira's shoulders still trembled uncontrollably.

She looked back, looking at Qinglong with misty eyes.

"You look pretty good in this outfit."

Kiyotaka looked directly at Chabashira with a faint smile and gave him a heartfelt compliment.

Chabashira looked at Kiyotaka with a complicated expression. He loved and hated this student. He loved him because he was the hope for promotion in the class, but he hated him because he had taken away her man.

With such complicated feelings, Chabashira usually ignores or pays less attention to Kiyotaka.

But for some reason, even though she was resisting in her heart, she would always unconsciously let Qinglong's figure appear in her eyes.

This time too, she could have had many reasons to reject Qinglong, but she chose to speak out the option with the greatest chance.

Whether Kiyotaka chose to enter through the main door or through the window gap left by the tea pillar, as long as he came, he would have the opportunity to enter the room.

Chabashira herself knew that, although she didn't want to admit it, this boy named Ayanokouji Kiyotaka had already imprinted himself into her heart without her realizing it. For this man who had occupied her body and played with her body, she had been left with indelible marks and a shallow love that she didn't want to admit.

So at this moment, Chabashira's first thought about Kiyotaka's praise was joy, but she didn't dare to express it. She was afraid that Kiyotaka would say something about it. After all, their first time together was not harmonious, and it could even be said that it was full of threats. Maybe at this moment, Kiyotaka's terminal still had her naked private photos.

So Chabashira just looked at Qingtaka, whom he loved and hated, with a complicated expression, and said nothing.

"I really mean it. You look really good like this."

Kiyotaka seemed to see through Chabashira's heart and answered sincerely.

Chapter 173 Chabashira is drunk?

"You mean I'm pretty normal?"

Chabashira unexpectedly asked a question with a hint of pouting, causing Qingtaka to freeze for a moment because he was not used to it.

"Why, I got it right?"

"Chabashira...are you drunk?"

Chabashira slowly stood up, walked over to Qinglong's side, and placed a hand on Qinglong's shoulder.

"What if I'm drunk?"

Chabashira's eyes were filled with some hidden expectations, but more of a strong sense of water, and he looked at Kiyotaka seriously.

Qinglong did not hesitate and directly hugged Chabarite's slender waist. As Chabarite let out a moan, he held her in his arms and looked at her with deep eyes.

"What do you think?"

Chabashira only felt her body going a little limp, and smelling the scent of hormones coming from Kiyotaka, she felt herself sinking deeper and deeper into it, with an infatuated feeling that she couldn't help herself.

"I..."

Chabashira bit his lip, suddenly not knowing what to say.

But Qinglong had no intention of letting her answer. The moment she opened her mouth, Qinglong kissed her domineeringly.

There was even more moisture in Chabashira's eyes. She squinted her eyes, looked at Qingtaka who was so close to her, and finally chose to close her eyes.

The tips of their tongues began to entangle tentatively. This was the first time that Chabashira actively cooperated with Kiyotaka. The tip of his tongue, which was much smaller than Kiyotaka's, awkwardly responded to Kiyotaka's movements. They entangled with each other, and Kiyotaka's mouth began to suck. Chabashira could clearly feel a suction force on his tongue, and the saliva in his mouth was plundered by Kiyotaka.

What made Chabashira feel magical was that, even though it was only her tongue that was being sucked, her body was filled with heat, which grew stronger as Qingtaka's sucking force increased.

Her delicate body couldn't help but tremble, and her two hands had unconsciously grasped Qinglong's clothes tightly. She clenched her fists tightly, enduring the restlessness of her body.