I play wind instruments in Kansai.

"Oh no, that..."

Hayami Tenma unconsciously raised his right hand, making a grasping motion in the air.

Seeing her embarrassed expression, Gongling's mother understood and said with a smile:

"Don't worry, I won't tell him it was you who said it. We only talked about his studies."

"Um... thank you. I'm new here, and I really hope to get along well with everyone."

Hayami Tenma smiled; she vaguely felt that Miyamine's mother was also extremely shrewd.

"Ah."

Gongling's mother didn't say much.

The two sat there, and Hayami Tenma Sei was extremely nervous, his mouth dry, so he picked up his teacup and took a sip.

"Hehe... Gongling-kun hasn't come down yet..." she said casually.

Gong Ling's mother glanced at her phone, stood up, and said:

"Oh right, why don't you stay for lunch? I'm going out to buy some things."

"No need, no need, you're too kind. I'll be leaving in a bit."

"It's alright, please stay a little longer."

Gongling's mother quickly put on her shoes, grabbed her wallet, and went out.

As soon as the door closed, Hayami Tenma realized that Miyamine and her son were incredibly carefree.

"Supervisor Hayami?"

"Why are you staying up there the whole time?" she asked, glaring at him.

"Looks like my mom didn't intend for you to stay for dinner." Gong Lingwang waved his phone in his hand.

Hayami Tenma Sei didn't react for a moment, and after a long pause, he said:

"You said it?"

“My mom actually really dislikes the idea of ​​inviting people to dinner; she finds the formalities quite annoying,” said Gong Lingwang.

"Then why did you let her do it?"

Gongling Wang disagreed, saying:

"I just think it's quite troublesome to have her around; I can't talk to her."

Upon hearing his words, Hayami Tenma's heart suddenly raced, his saliva mixed with the taste of tea entered his throat, and his toes, clad in slippers, couldn't help but curl up.

"Shall we come up?" Gong Lingwang asked without changing his expression.

His expression was the same as this morning, revealing an indifferent attitude.

Hayami Tenma thought he was faking it, and she was determined to expose this scoundrel.

He went up the stairs and followed Gong Lingwang to his room.

Sunlight streamed in through the window, falling on the floor between the two people, forming a quiet boundary.

This was her first time visiting a boy's room, and it didn't look as messy as she had imagined. On the contrary, it was much cleaner and tidier than her own room.

"Ah."

Miyamine Nozomi simply threw the two pairs of pantyhose on the desk.

"You can take it."

Looking at the black and flesh-colored pantyhose on the table, Tenma Hayami's thoughts instantly went blank.

"Don't worry, I've never used it," Miyamune explained. "You can take it back and continue wearing it."

Hayami Tenma suddenly blushed, frowned, and said:

Do you think I believe that statement?

Gongling Wang raised his hand to his forehead, sighed deeply, and said:

"Okay, actually I used it three times the night I got it back. Hayami, you are really amazing."

"I knew it!"

Hayami Tenma exclaimed, feeling both excited and embarrassed.

"Look, you don't believe me when I say I'm upright, but you believe me when I say this. You've always treated me like a bad student." Gong Lingwang was very puzzled.

"Because a person's behavior can be seen from their daily conduct."

Hayami Tenma crossed her arms, sat on the artificial chair with her long legs in black stockings, and said...

"Moreover, I am the supervisor, and my eyes are the ruler."

Gongling Wang had already been thoroughly assessed by her.

"You're quite indulgent towards me."

"This was an administrative mistake, and I will not make it again in the future."

Hayami Tenma deliberately alternated her legs, revealing a section of her outer thigh covered by thin black stockings.

She seemed completely unaware, casually pulling on the drawer and rummaging through it a couple of times, as if she were genuinely checking something.

Then she put her left leg down and put her right leg on top of her, the black stockings rubbing against each other, making a soft rustling sound.

An indescribable sense of transgression welled up in Hayami Tenma Sei's heart. She knew she shouldn't do this, but she still felt somewhat resentful when facing Miyamine Nozomi.

Yes, I'm just not convinced by his stubbornness.

If he couldn't hold back, he could use his position as supervisor to lecture and scold him severely, then leave in style, leaving Miyamune no Miyamune with a bitter taste in his mouth.

However, none of this mattered to Gong Lingwang now, because he had already passively evolved.

Are you really going to stay for dinner?

Judging from his calm tone and his still-serious expression, Hayami Tenma Sei still thought he was just putting on a brave face.

Hmm, how come he's kind of cute?

Hayami Tenma Sei crossed his arms and said in a light tone:

"Didn't you tell me to stay?"

Gong Lingwang ignored her and simply lay on the bed looking at his phone.

"......"

Seeing that he really didn't care at all, the originally confident Tenma Hayami gradually began to have a slight doubt about his own charm.

Could it be...?

Has he changed his habits?

Hayami Tenma glanced at the pantyhose on the table, then reached out and took it.

Her gaze scrutinized it closely, as if trying to find some marks that shouldn't be there.

But nothing seemed out of the ordinary.

Could it be that he... really never did it even once?

“Miyarei.” Hayami Tenma Sei frowned.

Gong Lingwang looked at his phone and sent a message to Liu Mujie, but she didn't reply.

"what?"

Hayami Tenma's hand unconsciously caressed his pantyhose as he asked softly with concern:

"Are you... alright?"

"...What could possibly be wrong with me?" Gong Lingwang glanced at her.

Hayami Tenma Sei, who had been crossing her legs, brought them together, placed her hands on her thighs, and leaned her upper body slightly forward, making her breasts appear even fuller.

"You seem a little abnormal."

"Where? On the contrary, I feel that my spirit has never been so wonderful."

Since he stopped paying attention to those things, Gong Lingwang realized that his work efficiency had indeed improved a lot, and his concentration had also increased.

No wonder those unorthodox martial arts techniques usually begin with—

The phrase "To practice this skill, one must castrate oneself" is relevant here.

That makes sense.

Hayami Tenma's eyes flickered slightly as she realized that, apart from her physical body, her mind had never matured.

At first, she thought that her attitude towards Miyamune Nozomi was no different from that of others.

But as she got to know them better, she could clearly see that the methods were gradually changing, but she never realized that the two were different.

Logically, the person who should have stopped this behavior was her, as the supervisor.

Ironically, the person who taught her this lesson was none other than Miyamune Nozomi, who was younger than her and knew better than anyone else about "turning back before it's too late."

His current attitude is clearly not because his sexual desire for her has disappeared, but because he has matured.

Now that he's matured, Hayami Tenma Sei has no right not to be mature, and should be pleased with his maturity.

“I understand,” she suddenly said.

"Ok?"

Gong Lingwang raised his eyebrows.

What the hell? What does she know?

Hayami Tenma took a deep breath, stood up, walked forward, and proactively placed his hand on Miyamine Nozomi's head:

"Gong Ling, you've really grown up and learned a lot. It was worth all the praise I gave you before."

"???"

Gong Lingwang was completely stunned.

What did you understand?

"I'm sorry, I did do some things that were not in accordance with administrative regulations before."

Hayami Tenma's eyelids drooped, and his eyelashes trembled slightly.

"Let's... forget about those things. I will treat you like everyone else from now on."

Her words were gentle, but there was a hint of disappointment in her tone.

Hearing Hayami Tenma's words, Miyamine Nozomi was quite taken aback and immediately tossed her head away:

"I knew you'd been targeting me all along!"

"Yes Yes Yes."

Hayami Tenma pursed her lips, and with a surge of courage from who-knows-where, reached out and cupped Miyamine Nozomi's cheeks, smiling sweetly as she spoke.

"Your supervisor will be looking after you closely from now on, so study hard."

There was a hint of relief in her smile, and Gong Lingwang looked into her light brown eyes, feeling something was off.

"Okay, I'm going home."

Aren't you staying for dinner?

"No, I don't even think about it." Hayami Tenma Sei stuffed the two pairs of pantyhose into his bag.

Gong Lingwang saw her downstairs.

Because the car came in headfirst, it took her a lot of effort to back it out.

"Hey! Come a little closer, just a little bit more!"

"Yes, yes, yes, shoot to the right and kill him!"

Gongling looked out onto the road and acted as a human obstacle and commander.

As a result, I didn't pay close attention to the car in front of me, and all I could hear was the beeping sound. When I turned the steering wheel all the way to the right, the front left of the car scraped against the wall of the Miyamune family.

The paint is chipped and there's a dent.