Love Comes After Learning

While he was explaining slowly, Mafuyu Kirisu suddenly realized and nodded, his ice blue eyes showed admiration and satisfaction.

"You have a clear mind and excellent coping ability, really worthy of you."

"What do you think, teacher?" Asada raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

Kirisu Mafuyu chuckled, put his palm on the door panel, and said firmly.

"Agreed. Then please."

"Okay, wait for me to come back."

"Well, be careful on the road."

Asada turned his head slightly, and in his sight, it seemed that the door of the toilet was a cage, locking the beautiful and noble princess in it, making her enjoy the uneasiness and cold alone.

However, she believes that she will come back to save her, and both of them have the same tacit understanding on this.

There is no possibility of failure.

——So, he will become a hero.

With the key to solve everything, take the princess out of the cage smoothly.

He has to be a hero, because inside... is that lovely teacher who is always doing his best for the students, but he is clumsy and uneasy.

That being the case, let's go.

Even if the thorns (shit) thorns (meaning) are all over the body, they still overcome the thorns.

With a resolute and determined expression, Asada moved slowly, left the quiet men's room, and set off for the first floor.

As if he had a great mission on his shoulders, he walked heavily, and every time he moved forward, he carried a cautious force. His thighs were clamped, as if it contained the martial arts wisdom of flying on grass, and he moved silently and slowly.

It took him fifteen minutes to go downstairs and into the men's room without being noticed by anyone.

And the next moment when the compartment door slammed shut.

The flash flood finally erupted, and for a while, big pearls and small pearls fell on the jade plate, and the sound and smell like an explosion played a chapter in purgatory.

About ten minutes later, Asada walked out as if he had become an immortal, with a comfortable smile on his face, and he was about to go home directly.

"...Ah, by the way, there is also Kirisu-sensei!"

His expression changed, and he rushed to the nearest clothing store.

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This is Kirisu Mafuyu's room.

It is very doubtful whether it is her room or not.

Books are littered, clothes are placed everywhere, and a set of black underwear is even hung at the end of the bed. If there is any wind, it will flutter like a carp banner.

No matter who looks at it, they will feel that this is a room that only a sloppy middle-aged uncle lives in - don't believe it, maybe he is wearing women's clothes.

However, there is no doubt that it is Tong Xu.Twenties.The glamorous beauty teacher.A real winter room.

Because on the door plate of Room 201 of this single apartment, there is the word Tongxu written on it.

Standing at the door, the corners of Shinichi Asada's mouth twitched slightly, unable to spit out some words.

So why...

I will be here?

"Just sit down, I'll take a shower first."

Saying so, Kirisu Mafuyu followed his line of sight, blushing a little, and quickly grabbed the underwear that was bulging into his eyes, and opened the closet to stuff it in.

then……

boom!

The landslide fell.

She was instantly buried by the mountains of clothes inside, leaving only a round buttocks exposed; under the perfect background of the slightly tight sweatpants, she couldn't see the outline of the underwear that should have been there .

There was an awkward silence in the room.

"... Teacher, are you okay?"

Asada looked up at the ceiling and sighed weakly.

Chapter 53 Past Talents

After about ten minutes.

The originally messy room, with the efforts of the two, finally cleared a path that could be walked.

The pile of clothes returned to the closet, standing there quietly as usual.

However, it is like Pandora's wardrobe, as long as it is opened, the disaster will come again.

"I'll ask the housekeeping company to clean it up for me later, please don't mind."

Mafuyu Kirisu flicked her long hair in a valiant manner, invited Shinichi Asada to take a seat with a calm expression, and went to the bathroom with her wet suit.

Asada was sitting in front of the small table, looking around the room where only one meter around him could be considered clean.

Not to mention the piled garbage and the large garbage bags that were not taken away, even the books were scattered on the ground, and the empty instant noodles and empty cans gave off a strange smell, which made it hard to imagine that this was a woman's. Living space.

Asada couldn't help sighing, this is the first time that his impression of Teacher Kirisu has been refreshed again.

From the cold beauty at the beginning, to the stubborn teacher who insists on her own opinion, to the cute woman who can roll her face on the table and seems to hide her true nature, and finally this girl who "shows her holiness in front of others and messes behind her"...

Kirisu Mafuyu is really an interesting person.

Asada laughed and shook his head. If the teacher knew this idea, he would definitely be stared at coldly and say something like "I'm impolite."Give me a review of the attitude I should have towards my teacher," or something like that.

There was nothing left or right, he thought for a while, then suddenly got up, picked up the books one by one, made a space in front of the window, put them down and folded them.

The warm sun shone on the books in the afternoon, which seemed to add a bit of quiet beauty.

Although Asada Shinichi has some cleanliness, it is not so serious that he can't bear the mess and wants to clean other people's houses.

But when it comes to books, he has an inexplicable feeling that he doesn't want to see them being treated so casually—even if none of his books have been professionally maintained, many of them will be placed directly on the ground, but that's just because they can't fit on the bookshelf .

If there is a study room, he will put all the books in it neatly; if not, he will try to keep the books quietly in the corner, cleaning the dust and flipping through them regularly, instead of being like a bird with broken wings like now Scattered everywhere.

So now, he only sorts out the books, and ignores all kinds of garbage that the teachers on the ground have used.

Through this, Asada also knew what kind of books Kirisu Mafuyu was usually reading.

Most of them are materials related to world history, after all, that is her undergraduate teaching position; there are also many textbooks on arts and sciences, which Asada has read many times when teaching Furuhashi and the others, and she is also an educator , It is estimated that the same is true for Teacher Kirisu.

There are also shoujo manga, newspapers, magazines...

He found that the magazines with the most categories turned out to be those related to figure skating.

On the cover of one of the issues, there is a pink-haired girl with a slender and soft figure stretching her body wantonly on the ice, with a delicate and lovely appearance and a bright smile.

The writing title is "New Generation Figure Skating Leader, Japan's Ice Princess-Miharu Kirsu".

"Kirosu... Miharu?"

Asada murmured, there was a conjecture that was [-]% to [-]% confirmed in his heart, and another vague question suddenly arose.

At this time, the sound of the bathroom door opening sounded, and Asada put down the magazine and sat back at the low table.

"Wait. I'm going to make tea, please wait a little longer..." With a towel hanging on his shoulders and wearing the sportswear of Shuchiin Academy, Kirisu Mafuyu turned and walked towards the kitchen while talking.

She glanced at the neatly stacked books, opened her ice-blue eyes wide in surprise, but said nothing, turned her head as if she didn't notice, took out a pair of mugs, and started brewing.

Not long after, two cups of coffee and a piece of yokan appeared on the low table. I don't know if it was because of the aroma of coffee or the scent of a woman who just got out of the bath. Asada always felt that the air suddenly smelled very good, which made people feel slightly relaxed down.

"Sorry, there's no more tea, let's serve yokan with coffee."

"Then I'm welcome."

Asada did not refuse, nodded, picked up a piece of yokan, and slowly chewed it with hot coffee.

Although the mugs are a couple's style, it's a little strange, and although the taste of coffee with yokan is even more wonderful, but he didn't say anything, just ate this "afternoon tea" silently.

While wiping her moist pink long hair, Kirisu Mafuyu took out a few thousand-yen banknotes from her purse and put them on the table.

"You don't need change for the cost of clothes."

"It's better to distinguish clearly, please accept it."

Asada also took out the change and the receipt from his wallet, ignoring Kirisu Mafuyu's slightly frowning eyebrows, and put away the banknotes on his own.

"... Forget it." She pursed her lips helplessly, and shook her soft and shiny hair. The rich and refreshing fragrance immediately penetrated into the tip of Asada's nose, making him stop eating yokan. There was a kind of yokan that seemed not very good sweet feeling.

Putting the towel aside, putting the change and receipts into the purse, Mafuyu Kirisu closed his eyes and let out a breath, then picked up the mug calmly, and took a sip of hot coffee.

Asada hesitated to speak, but continued.

"Teacher, that's the cup I drank from."

"!?" A sip of coffee almost spewed out, Mafuyu Kirisu coughed twice, wiped his mouth, put down the cup and said awkwardly, "...hug, sorry."

"No, it's nothing..."

The atmosphere suddenly quieted down.

His eyes moved away from Asada's body. Although the surface was as calm as usual, Mr. Tongxu still pursed his lips, his pretty face was slightly red, his pale jade fingers were unconsciously staggered on his knees, and his long eyelashes trembled slightly , faintly restless.

As if she was no longer hiding, at this moment, she looked completely different from the aloof and aloof appearance in school.

Even though she was a little older, this girlish posture made her no different from Guqiao and others. The mixture of youthful performance and mature temperament formed a unique charm, which made people's heart beat faster.

And Asada just chewed the yokan dryly, his eyes revealing helplessness.

Kirisu-sensei, are you... nervous?

Nervous about students visiting your room?

Or do you feel ashamed because you see a messy side of your private life?

Well, thinking about it from another angle, if he is seen by the teacher in a messy room full of tissues, garbage, and books, he should be embarrassed, and he can be sympathetic.

But she knew this, why did she invite herself in?After escorting her home from the school, we can say goodbye, right?

Doubts hovered in his heart, Asada thought for a while, put down his fork, and opened his mouth to break the silence.

It would be impolite to directly cut into the topic, so he started to set up the atmosphere with small talk.

"The teacher seems to have said before that you are also a student of Xiuzhiyuan Academy?"