I teach judo in Tokyo.

Then, they moved slowly with the crowd and managed to squeeze onto the tram without any trouble.

"A great success!" Sousuke gave Yotsuba Saki a thumbs up, and smiles appeared on both of their faces.

Sosuke looked around, but the crowd was so dense that he couldn't make out the structure of the tram.

However, from his perspective in his previous life, Tokyo's trains, to be honest, looked a bit old and couldn't compare to the various rail transit systems in well-known Chinese cities.

With his strong body, he protected Yotsuba Saki as they moved forward, and soon they squeezed into a corner next to a seat, where there was a standing armrest.

"Stand here properly." Sosuke led his obedient classmate to the corner, then braced himself on both sides, protecting her securely.

Feeling the immense pressure from the crowd behind him, he couldn't help but smile wryly, lowering his head and whispering, "I think I understand why you didn't take the subway before..."

Just kidding, with Yotsuba Saki's skinny arms and legs, if she were to get on this subway by herself, she would be squeezed into a meat patty in no time.

If she's unlucky enough to run into some kind of pervert on a train, coupled with her pushover personality, she might end up being stuffed with cream puffs, which would be the least of her worries.

Sosuke couldn't help but recall an anecdote he'd seen online in his past life, which said that the Japanese subway system had actually been updated long ago, with men being more afraid of women. To avoid being "molested," men even needed to learn martial arts so they could launch "honor duels" in time to protect their reputation. He wondered if it was true.

Yotsuba Saki's eyes widened in panic; she truly hadn't expected the Tokyo subway to be so chaotic.

It was nothing like what I had imagined—two people sitting hand in hand on a chair, chatting slowly while watching the scenery rushing past the window...

As he spoke, Sosuke once again felt immense pressure coming from behind him.

He held on with all his might.

However, despite possessing physical abilities that are considered to be at the pinnacle of human capabilities.

But under the oppressive force of this irresistible power of all living beings.

He inevitably moved closer and closer to his deskmate.

I'm going to die! Stop pushing me!

In Sosuke's despairing gaze, the distance between the two decreased from fifty centimeters to forty centimeters, then to twenty centimeters...

Finally, they stuck together tightly.

Damn it, I'm going to be mistaken for a pervert!

Sousuke's heart was filled with tears...

But there's no time to grieve over a troubled mind.

Now, what's about to appear is—the wonderful touch of my little deskmate's soft body!

Now I'm numb!

Sosuke couldn't help but take a deep breath, trying to calm himself down.

As a result, a delicate, slightly sweaty scent wafted into his nose.

He couldn't help but lower his head, and his eyes met those of Yotsuba Saki, whose cheeks were flushed.

My deskmate's breathing was a little hot, and his eyes behind his black-rimmed glasses were faintly moist.

With Sousuke's full support, the two were pressed close together, but they were still able to maintain a tiny distance.

The subtle, almost imperceptible rubbing sensation kept stimulating Sousuke's nerves.

Seeing Sousuke staring at her, Yotsuba Saki lowered her gaze shyly, then, with a surge of courage from who knows where, she mustered her courage and looked up at Sousuke again.

"Sō...Sōsuke-kun." My little deskmate breathed softly, "It's too crowded. If...you can't block the view, no, don't force it...you can...come closer."

As he spoke, the girl in his arms turned her head away shyly, and involuntarily raised her delicate little hand and gently pressed it against Sosuke's chest.

It looks completely like it's open to anyone who wants to pick it.

Sosuke's forehead veins were bulging.

No, you're just adding fuel to the fire!

Just then, the pressure from behind came again.

Sosuke let out a sigh of despair and completely gave up the fight.

The two were violently squeezed into a corner of the subway by the crowd.

Chapter 29 Go to your room

The tram was so crowded.

Although the three sets of mysterious numbers from my little classmate are not as astonishing as those of the widow, the proportions are still exceptionally beautiful.

However, Yotsuba Saki, facing Sousuke, showed absolutely no backbone and let him run wild.

There wasn't even a protest.

Continued indulgence will only encourage people to become more and more unruly.

Even someone as upright and incorruptible as Sosuke was affected by his classmate's act of aiding the enemy.

He was practically smoking from reciting the Ice Heart Mantra.

He was never able to subdue his inner demons.

My dear deskmate, I never expected you to be such a weak person!

I, Atobe Sousuke, misjudged you!

......

Fortunately, all suffering eventually comes to an end.

After enduring a difficult ten minutes or so on the tram with my little classmate in my arms.

As the tram came to a stop.

The two were finally free.

Because of the strange experience on the train, Sosuke and his classmate felt an awkward tension and silently escorted her to her vicinity of home.

Then, Sosuke took a deep breath, took his little classmate's cold hand, and said earnestly, "Saki, I was forced to do it on the train just now. I didn't mean to."

Yotsuba Saki's face turned bright red, and her head was almost buried in her chest.

A few seconds later, a faint voice, barely audible, came from her lips: "It's alright... As for Sosuke-kun... he'll be fine."

Is there really no problem with this?!

What an obedient disciple!

As your teacher, I am deeply moved!

Sousuke gripped Yotsuba Saki's hand, his expression finally softening: "Then you should go home quickly. We've wasted a lot of time today, and it's already getting late."

Yotsuba Saki nodded, turning back to look at Sousuke again and again, reluctantly bidding him farewell as she entered her home.

Sosuke couldn't help but take a deep breath.

Ah, the beauty of youth!

***

Sosuke got home close to seven o'clock.

As soon as I entered, I saw Ms. Kuno's graceful figure.

When Ms. Kuno returned home today, perhaps to make it easier to do housework, she didn't wear her usual T-shirt and jeans. Instead, she wore short shorts that looked like athletic shorts and a white tank top.

Her long, slender, fair, and plump legs were taut and supple. Because the padding above her was too large, it took up too much fabric, leaving her slender waist bare. As she cooked, her waist was partially exposed, occasionally revealing glimpses of dazzling white skin.

As we all know, the first set of mysterious numbers cannot fully represent the size of the upper bust padding by the numbers themselves alone. It often needs to be combined with other mysterious numbers such as A, B, C, D, E, F, G, etc., to fully describe it.

From Sosuke's perspective, Kuno Maruko's figure, as she intently cooks sideways, could be described using the aforementioned dimensions.

That's 32E.

If I had to describe it in a common phrase...

That is—small branches bear abundant fruit.

It's completely unimaginable how such a devilish figure could exist in this world.

It's a truly magnificent sight.

[Disciple: Kuno Jinruko]

Tuition fee: 50000 yen/month (10000 yen already paid)

[Existing self-defense technique: Judo - not yet mastered]

Today's teaching task: Throwing technique (hand technique) - Over-the-shoulder throw

[Reward for completing the mission: 7000 yen]

[Current Status: When will Sosuke-kun come back...? My underwear is a bit tight, I'll buy a new set after I get paid...]

Sosuke leaned against the door frame, admiring the widow's figure from head to toe for a long time.

Kuno Maruko is rather oblivious; her attention was focused on cooking, so she didn't notice Sousuke sitting next to her.

Under Sosuke's watchful eye, she deftly chopped a side dish in less than ten minutes and wiped the sweat from her forehead.

"I wonder if Sosuke-kun has returned yet..."

As she muttered to herself, she unconsciously turned her head and met Sosuke's gaze.

"Zong...Zongsuke-kun!"

She paused for a moment, then her face brightened with joy: "You're back!"

That expression is just like how a wife looks when she sees her husband coming home from work.

"Kuno-nee, it smells so good! What did you make today?"

Sosuke smiled slightly, held up the bag in his hand, and handed it over: "This is for you."

When Kuno Maruko saw the bag in Sousuke's hand, she paused for a moment, pointed to herself, and looked incredulous: "A...gift for me?"

“Yeah, who else could we give it to?” Sosuke simply stepped forward and shoved the shopping bag into her hands. “I don’t know if it’s suitable, but why don’t you try it on?”

Looking at the earnest boy in front of her, Kuno Maruko couldn't help but purse her lips, a warm feeling flowing through her heart.

How long has it been since anyone gave me a gift?

Four years? Or five years?

She lowered her head, reached out and took the bag from Sosuke, and a charming allure involuntarily appeared in her eyes.

"Sosuke-kun... thank you..." The beautiful woman couldn't help but look up at Sosuke, then quickly lowered her head again, as if to hide her embarrassment, and casually opened the shopping bag.

Two pairs of jeans, two pairs of denim shorts, and several new short-sleeved T-shirts of various materials—judging from their workmanship and materials, they were definitely not cheap.

“This is…” She looked at Sosuke, her eyes filled with joy.

Sosuke chuckled softly, "Kuno-nee, I noticed your clothes are a bit worn, so I thought I'd buy you some. I hope that's not too forward?"

"No, no, it's just that these clothes look expensive..." Kuno Maruko said hesitantly, "Won't this make Sousuke-kun spend too much money?"

"It's normal for a teacher to care for his students and give them gifts, right? Besides, it's my eyes that are enjoying the good looks of Kuno-nee-san." Sosuke Asami smiled mischievously.

Seeing the strange look in Sousuke's eyes, Kuno Maruko immediately thought of how she had helped him defeat his inner demons last night, and her face flushed.

A strange, inexplicable joy welled up inside me.

Seeing that the beautiful woman no longer refused, Sosuke immediately pressed his advantage: "Then it's settled. Kuno-nee, could you wear it for me to see later? I bought it based on the model, but the model's figure is far inferior to yours."

In fact, with the help of mysterious data displayed by the system, Sosuke was quite accurate in his assessment of the beautiful woman's figure.

However, one thing is true—the models in the mall already have very impressive figures, but they are still far inferior to Ms. Kuno.

"Sousuke-kun, please don't make fun of me... I'm an old woman now." Kuno Maruko lowered her head, her earlobes bright red.

Unable to resist Sosuke's teasing, she immediately changed the subject: "Sosuke-kun, dinner is ready, let's eat first."

"So, Kuno-nee has agreed? Will you wear it for me to see after dinner?" Sousuke asked with a beaming smile.

Kuno Maruko shook her head in distress: "With...Aoi around, it's not very convenient...How about...how about..."

She slowly lowered her head, her face flushed red, and her voice was as soft as a mosquito's buzz: "After Xiaokui falls asleep... I... I'll go to Sosuke's room... and wear it for you to see."

hiss!

Sosuke gasped.