In the real world, I am a sickly young lady, but the live broadcast is terrible

The woman's voice of resistance and rejection seems to be resisting, but it also seems to be resisting in return.

Lin Weiran tilted his head.

She thought about how she would react now if she had to play a bad boy.

Then--

She raised her foot and stepped on Moriyama Hina's suit skirt.

Lin Weiran didn't use any force.

After all, she is a good child.

She didn't want to really step on or hurt her gentle senior.

But just like that, Moriyama Haina seemed to be trembling to the point of trembling.

"I think..."

"Teacher Moriyama seems to have made a mistake."

"This is not a blackmail -"

"It's an order."

"Grrrr..." Moriyama Hina, who was sitting on the ground, let out a sad voice.

She looked absolutely miserable and desperate, like a senior who was really being bullied by a bad student.

But... Moriyama Hina knew.

My trembling was not due to despair and fear, but... to the point where my lips were numb with excitement and anticipation.

Her sorrow was just because she felt powerless against herself with such terrible and depraved thoughts.

Moriyama Haina could only comfort herself in her heart.

"I was coerced."

"other side..."

"The other person is Lin Weiran."

"He is the biggest school director in the academy, and the one the Kamikaze family demands special attention from."

"The school council is required to hold a meeting notice and inform every staff member in the school to pay special attention to and obey girls."

"Own..."

"I was just forced to do nothing."

Moriyama Hina took a deep breath and slowly entered the role, "It's...Classmate Lin..."

"Do not--"

"ごMaster様..."

part.59 I am finally in hell【Second update】

"ごMaster様..."

Listening to the gentle and intellectual senior in front of him reciting in a trembling voice what seemed to be some kind of PIay that he had heard countless times in serious...indecent dramas, Lin Weiran suddenly felt a little confused.

Why... She always felt that Moriyama Hina-senpai's "getting into the zone" was much faster than hers.

Moriyama-senpai is more crooked than she imagined.

The woman kneeling on the ground hugged the girl's little feet.

She bit her lip and raised her head, with an expression of 'humiliation'...'unwillingness'...but resignation on her face.

Those violet eyes that could be described as magnificent seemed to be longing for Lin Weiran's instructions.

Lin Weiran could clearly feel the trembling and heat of Morishan Haina's body.

That's not.

My legs are being hugged, so it’s strange that I can’t feel them.

Her toes stepped on Moriyama Haina's arms. Instead of resisting, she hugged her legs as if she wanted to bury her legs in her arms.

Lin Weiran's strange impulse awakened by his cute school girl was put into practice for the first time in Moriyama Haina.

I want to pull my feet away and step on that face that refuses to be humiliated to complete this master-servant PIay.

Then... Lin Weiran moved his body and found that he couldn't move his feet at all.

In fact, her whole body was about to collapse under Moriyama Hina.

On one side was the sickly daughter who was out of breath even when she stood up and took two more steps.

On one side was the infirmary teacher who, although he couldn't be said to be strong enough to carry the cauldron, could at least have no problem carrying a sickly daughter up several floors. The difference in strength between the two sides goes without saying.

From Moriyama Hina's perspective, she actually didn't use much strength, she just gently hugged her master's leg.

The situation in the infirmary quietly reversed a little bit.

For a moment, Lin Weiran even doubted who was the hunter and who was the prey.

Lin Weiran knew that at this time, he must not beg the other party to let him go in a soft tone.

Otherwise...even if Moriyama Hina actually does not resist his coercion, and even wants to resist but welcomes it, the plot trend in the infirmary may be reversed in an instant.

It went from "Hey, Mr. Moriyama doesn't want others to know..." to "Whose kitty is this?"

Unlike Moriyama Haina, she does not have the capital to play games.

But...do you want to use the [Disposable Physique Card] here?

Lin Weiran was also unwilling.

Every minute of the [Disposable Physique Card] is precious to her.

The tips of the girl's ears were red, but she tried her best to pretend to be expressionless, and stepped forward with her little feet in Moriyama Hina's arms.

She saw Moriyama Hina's suddenly dilated pupils.

"I just hugged him and refused to let go." Lin Weiran raised his chin slightly.

"Is Moriyama-senpai such a pervert?"

"Ugh...no...no..." Moriyama Hina whimpered, trying to express her resistance.

Even Moriyama Hina, who deep down longs for the girl to trample her and become her own 'Goshukin Sama', will feel ashamed when the girl calls her a pervert.

Although...this shameless body seems to be more arousing the more shameful it is in front of the girl.

Then--

When I was so shameless that I could be excited for such a weird reason, I felt even more ashamed, and then...even more excited.

The endless cycle turns into a scroll of hell.

Moriyama Hina felt that her head must be broken.

Do not--

Maybe more than just the brain is broken.

But at any rate——

Moriyama Haina finally let go of Lin Weiran.

Lin Weiran slowly sat down step by step in the infirmary where Moriyama Haina worked.

She was secretly relieved.

I almost... almost had to swipe my card to transform and fight back.

Then--

Lin Weiran took out his laptop from the bag on the side of the wheelchair.

The handwriting video hasn't been edited yet, and Lin Weiran still has a lot of work to do.

"Why--"

"I actually completed the system sister's mission during the day."

"Too diligent—"

"You worked too hard." The girl sighed in her heart.

"It's not fishy at all."

Ms. System said that she was right, and said that she could temporarily ignore the fact that Lin Weiran sneaked out and put all his work on squad leader Kageyama Kiri Hotaru.

In the infirmary, only Moriyama Hina was left slowly getting up, her little hands tightly holding the edge of her suit skirt.

She looked at Lin Weiran, "Master..."

"I..."

"Senior Moriyama, doesn't he have his own job?" Lin Weiran didn't even raise his head when facing Moriyama Haina who was sobbing.

"Yes..." Moriyama Hina bit her lip.

She seemed to understand that the first lesson Lin Weiran taught her was to make arrangements.

He is the placed pet.

ahhh-

If you think about it carefully, this setting seems quite interesting.

In Moriyama Hina's inner shame, she began to look forward to the suffocating dark life in the future.

"I'll go first..." Moriyama Hina prepared to stand up.

But Lin Weiran stopped him directly, "Stop."

Lin Weiran continued to cut out the handwriting video.

She knew exactly what Moriyama Hina wanted to do.

"Toys should look like toys."

"Has Moriyama-senpai forgotten his identity?"

Lin Weiran understood that if he wanted Moriyama Haina to truly recognize him, the previous farce was not enough.

If so—

Then just play with Moriyama-senpai for a while.

"But..." Moriyama Hina wrung the fabric with her little hands and wanted to speak.

Then...she saw the girl who was concentrating on her work raise her head, "Toys can't talk."

"Ugh..." Moriyama Hina sat obediently opposite Lin Weiran.

When Lin Weiran settled down to work, Miss System's voice gently sounded in her heart, [Kiss the host...]

【Unexpectedly, he has the potential to become the protagonist. 】

Of course, Lin Weiran understood what System Girl meant by the protagonist. The girl's lips raised slightly, and she typed a reply, "Has System Sister forgotten... what does Lin Nuan represent in this world?"

The system girl fell into silence.

Of course Lin Weiran is not a bad person, she and Moriyama Haina just get what they need.

Right now... isn't this what Moriyama-senpai wants?

Lin Weiran was just trying to make Moriyama Haina understand her own misunderstandings through her own education methods, and then help Moriyama-senpai get back on track.

Lin Weiran watched as the upright senior in front of him became more and more flustered and bright, and kept changing. He continued his work of editing the handwriting video with an expressionless face.

The music uses the audio track collected during the live broadcast yesterday.

The crying singing voice recorded while imagining Jiang Yin was particularly effective.

Even Lin Weiran himself was so impressed that it was difficult to replicate.

A portable motion capture system recorded the complete and clear audio track.

All that was left for me to do was to make the handwriting move.