I, who tortured the readers, was knocked to the ground by them!

Chapter 13 Is this also my business?
Senior Hanase glanced at Sakurai Itsuki, then turned his head and said to Hase Hatsuna, "Who is this?"

"Oh, this is my student. I was lost and ran into him." Hase Hatsuna introduced the two people. "This is my senior from the high school club, Hanase Masako."

"Hello, Ms. Masako, I'm Sakurai Itsuki."

Sakurai Itsuki still politely introduced himself in front of strangers.

"Hello."

Masako Hanase responded to Sakurai Itsuki with a standard business smile that didn't show her teeth.

However, this actually made Sakurai Itsuki feel a lot more at ease.

Compared to the hot girls who pounced on him as soon as they met and the teachers who grabbed his arms and wouldn't let him leave, Masako Hanase seemed much more normal.

It seems that there are still normal, beautiful people in this world.

Sakurai Itsuki couldn't help but think so.

"Thank you for bringing this directionally challenged jerk who's still pretending to be young and wearing this kind of clothes. I'm really sorry to bother you."

Masako Hanase thanked Sakurai Itsuki, while her words were filled with sarcasm towards Hase Hatsuna.

"What are you talking about?! Didn't you always dress like this when we met before?"

Hase Hatsuna was obviously dissatisfied with how Hane Masako described her and protested.

"That was eight years ago. Could you please be a little more mature?"

Masako Hanase raised her arm and accurately struck Hase Hatsuna on the forehead with a rather violent knife strike.

It seemed like this was already a piece of cake for her.

"Hey, it's rare for me to dress up this carefully! This is the outfit we wore when our club first went to a fan convention to sell games!"

Hase Hatsuna covered her forehead and complained, trying to use her emotions to hurt Hanase Masako's conscience.

"How dare you bring that up? Thanks to you, you idiot! That was a terrible memory!"

Masako Hanase raised her hand and hit Hase Hatsuna's forehead again.

"Have you entered menopause early? You're so cranky today!"

"I didn't sleep well last night, so it's reasonable to be a little grumpy, right?"

Masako Hanase made outrageous remarks as if it was a matter of course.

A closer look revealed that the makeup on Masako Hanase's face did cover up the dark circles, but there were still a lot of bloodshot in her pupils.

Obviously she didn't get enough rest yesterday, that's not an excuse.

"You didn't sleep well, so you take it out on me? Violent girl! You're a sister complex!"

Being used as a punching bag, Hase Hatsuna fought back harshly with words, but she had no intention of fighting with Hanase Masako. Instead, she timidly took two steps back.

However, Hanase Masako didn't take it seriously and shrugged as a matter of course, "Otherwise, I can't find the bastard who made me sleep poorly, and I can't find anyone to beat him up!"

Sakurai Itsuki, who was watching the excitement, looked at the scene and couldn't help but want to take back his previous comment that Hanase Masako was a normal person.

She seemed a bit too aggressive.

However, if the target of the attack is Hase Hatsuna, it seems to be a plus point.

"Hehe, didn't you say you never planned to get married in this life? But you still secretly went looking for a man. You must be disgusted! Haha, you deserve it!"

Hase Hatsuna smiled with a gloating look on her face.

"Idiot, I couldn't sleep last night because I read a super disgusting comic."

"What kind of comics are so disgusting? But you couldn't sleep after reading them. Are you an elementary school girl? You still call yourself mature all day long."

Sakurai Itsuki, who was watching the fun, couldn't help but raise his eyebrows when listening to the conversation between the two.

A comic that will make you sick and unable to sleep.

Shouldn't it be.
"The book is called 'Flame Fist'. When you read it, you'll definitely want to give him a good beating. But forget it, you're such a coward that you'll never dare to hit anyone in your life."

Masako Hanase waved her hand, then turned around and reminded Sakurai Itsuki again.

"By the way, Sakurai-san, please don't go and watch it. It will easily affect your normal study and life."

Sakurai Itsuki: "..."

"Sakurai-san isn't a 2D character! And I'm not a coward, I'm gentle! No, you're the one who's abnormal. What normal person would want to beat up the original author after reading a manga? You scared Sakurai-san."

Seeing that Sakurai Itsuki didn't say anything, Hase Hatsuna interrupted and used this as a token of respect to continue condemning Hanase Masako.

Masako Hanase was too lazy to pay attention to Hase Hatsuna, and turned around to invite Sakurai Itsuki.

"Sakurai-san, do you want to have barbecue with me? I'm going to blame this idiot." "Uh, I won't interrupt your reunion. I have things to do."

Sakurai Itsuki swallowed his saliva. Even though he was still hungry, he still declined the invitation guiltily.

I don’t know if it’s because Tokyo is too small or if I’m really going to be famous.

It's surprising that he would encounter haters who wanted to beat him up in such a situation.

Fortunately, I was not exposed this time, otherwise my praise of Hanase Masako's aggressiveness would have become a boomerang hitting me.

"Hey, he must be going to meet some hot girls! Let me tell you, young people these days are having a blast, last time."

Hase Hatsuna came close to Hane Masako's ear with a gossipy look on her face, wanting to whisper something.

However, before Hase Hatsuna's mouth could reach Hane Masako's ear, her hand knife hit Hase Hatsuna's forehead as she moved closer.

"pain!"

"Don't speculate or discuss other people's privacy! You're a teacher."

Although Masako Hanase is also an abnormal beauty, she still maintains normal etiquette towards strangers.

After all, she didn't know that the cool-looking young high school student in front of her was the beast that everyone on the Internet was shouting about.

As for Hase Hatsuna, we can probably tell from her interactions with her seniors.

This girl has probably been bullied since she was a child, but for some reason it seems reasonable for her to be bullied.

No wonder she was so skilled in the lines of begging with her arms folded. It must have been a skill she had been practicing since she was a child.

As the three people were talking, a head popped out from behind.

She was a girl with teardrop moles at the corners of her eyes and long black hair.

She had been quietly watching the noisy people from a distance.

It wasn't until I heard my sister talking about the topic of "Flame Fist" again that I moved slightly in that direction.

She was wearing a pure black dress with no other decorations except the bow on the belt and the lace at the neckline.

She's so simple, she doesn't look like a 21st century Tokyo girl at all.

But even so, she looks more like a young lady than this directionally challenged female teacher in a gorgeous dress.

Just like some socialites, no matter how famous brands they wear, you won’t feel that they are real.

A true lady from a noble family can be recognized at a glance even if she is so simple.

Even Sakurai Itsuki, who had lived two lives, was stunned.

He had probably only seen such a high-class flower in comics.

But now, she actually appeared in real life.

"Ah! It's the younger sister of the Hanase family! Has she grown so beautiful?" After noticing the figure behind her, Hase Hatsuna immediately rushed over with golden eyes. "Long time no see!"

"This guy"

Masako Hanase looked at Hase Hatsuna's back and sighed helplessly.

"Sorry, if Sakurai-san has something else to do, you don't have to play around with us. Hey, that guy is still so unreliable even after becoming a teacher. It's really hard for you."

"Well, it's okay. After all, she only has one class a week, so I can't really get to know her that much. I'll be leaving now. Bye."

Sakurai Itsuki did not linger to admire the beautiful girl with long black hair. After saying goodbye, he turned and left.

He knew very well that such a high-class flower was destined to have little intersection with a beastly painter like him who painted intestines every day.

Even if he could make a lot of money from the system and plagiarism in the future, he was destined to have nothing in common with an elegant lady like her.

Even if he admired this kind of girl from afar many times, it would never be his turn as a vulgar man to play with her.

And just as Sakurai Itsuki turned around and took a few steps.

"Sakurai-kun!"

Sakurai Itsuki turned around following the voice and saw the female teacher in a little dress leaning on the door of the restaurant, half of her body exposed, waving at Sakurai Itsuki.

"See you next Monday! Maybe there will be a surprise!" Hase Hatsuna blinked at Sakurai Itsuki mysteriously.

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Sakurai Itsuki looked at her and inexplicably felt that it was not a good thing.

(End of this chapter)