Top Students Don't Need Superpowers

Naoki Asakawa pondered for half a second: "I miss the teacher's hard work."

"Humph."

Kirisu Mafuyu covered his chest with his hands, bent down to take off his high heels, a strand of black hair passed by the tip of Asakawa Naoki's nose, and the pleasant aroma of shampoo wafted faintly.

Asakawa Naoki stretched out his hand to hold Mr. Ruanmao's ankle, and put his leg on his thigh. There was a little moisture on his feet, and there should be sweat from walking too fast, but there was no peculiar smell.

Kirisu Mafuyu's face was cold and he didn't seem to care, but his toes curled up nervously. His left leg wrapped in flesh-colored pantyhose was slender and slender, and the arc from knee to toe was particularly beautiful. He once overheard some students talking Gossip, saying that Teacher Tongxu's legs can be played for a year... a year is too long, one month should be no problem.

"stare--"

A sharp gaze fell on Naoki Asakawa.

Unavoidably being attacked by Mafuyu Kirisu with disgusting eyes, Naoki Asakawa changed the subject and said, "What does Mafuyu-sensei usually do on weekends?"

"Why do you ask about this?"

"Because I hardly saw you on the weekend, I'm a little curious."

Kirisu Mafuyu was silent for a few seconds: "Sleep, read a book, come to the school to be on duty."

"and then?"

"No then."

Naoki Asakawa said speechlessly, "Don't you need to go shopping?"

"I buy things online."

"How to solve the cooking?"

"Order takeout, or make your own."

"..."

It turns out that this is the weekend for adults, and it is not as colorful as shopping, shopping, and traveling. If you don’t come to the school to be on duty, you probably won’t even leave the door. The world of adults is indeed full of hard work.

Chapter 76

"Well……"

A slightly distressed low hum sounded in the silent classroom.

"I'm sorry, teacher." The teenager's apologetic voice sounded, "I hurt you."

"It's okay. You go on."

"The pantyhose is a bit troublesome, do you want to take it off?"

"Don't take it off."

"Doing something like this in pantyhose is kind of... not bothersome at all."

"..."

Foot massage is something like this, there is a second time for the first time, besides, it's just a proper massage, don't worry...it should be like this.

However, Mafuyu Kirisu forgot one thing. The body sensitivity in the dizzy state is very different from that when he is awake. At this moment, when Naoki Asakawa holds the ankle and massages it, an indescribable tingling and burning sensation is rushing forward. Diffusion, accompanied by a strong sense of shame.

Asking students to massage their ankles...should not have been agreed from the very beginning.

"Dong dong dong."

Suddenly footsteps appeared outside the classroom door, making Naoki Asakawa and Mafuyu Kirisu hold their breath together.

"Is there anyone in the classroom?"

A loud baritone sounded, followed by the sound of reaching out and pushing the door.

Mafuyu Kirisu's pretty face changed slightly, she quickly stood up from the chair, and motioned to Naoki Asakawa: "Quickly squat behind me!"

"clear."

Naoki Asakawa instantly understood Mr. Ruanmao's eyes, and immediately squatted down, just studying. His disheveled clothes and flushed face were easily misunderstood.

While speaking, a male teacher in a sweatshirt opened the door and walked in. When he saw Mafuyu Kirisu, his expression was startled, and he asked in surprise, "Mr. Kirisu?"

"it's me."

Kirisu Mafuyu had no expression on his face, and nodded slightly, because his ankle was still hurting, and his shoes were not put on, both hands subconsciously supported the table, and his body leaned forward slightly.

It is obviously a very ordinary posture of maintaining body balance, but in the eyes of Asakawa Naoki, there is suddenly an indescribable temptation!

The waist-length pink hair is scattered around the waist. Because of leaning on the chair just now, the hair is a little messy. With the addition of a weak waist, the shoulders are lowered, and the waist suddenly narrows inconceivably. Yingying grasped it, as if it was not as wide as a piece of A4 paper, the gaze continued down, and when it reached the buttocks, the beautiful arc suddenly bulged, turning into a straight posture!

look down.

Under the wrap-around skirt are flesh-colored pantyhose, the standard suit for female teachers in school.

The round and delicate thighs are tightly packed together, there is hardly any gap in the middle, and there is darkness at the end of the skirt. Although I know that I can’t see anything when I wear pantyhose, it is still difficult to look away, like an abyss There is a fatal temptation.

Abyss is false, fatality is fact.

Mr. Ruanmao's body is already emitting a cold air, and if he continues to watch it, he will die!

"Teacher Tongxu, why haven't you left yet?" the male teacher asked curiously.

Tongsu Mafuyu pursed her pink lips, and replied in her usual serious and indifferent tone: "I walked here just now, and suddenly remembered the topic I was studying, so I sat down and thought about it."