My love is abyss mode

Chapter 27 After School, in the Office
At three o'clock in the afternoon, after school, Kuronuma Kiba came to Inada Masa's office.

Behind the familiar office desk, a beautiful female supervisor sat on a chair writing a lesson plan, with the cuffs of her shirt rolled back, revealing her slender, bony wrists. Her white ceramic watch was dancing with light under the cold white light.

Beside her, outside the glass window, raindrops hit the window eagerly, splashing water and creating blurred colors.

It was still sunny at noon, but during the break of the first class in the afternoon, dark clouds rolled in and the sky quickly darkened. After a loud thunder, the rain never stopped.

"Supervisor, good afternoon." Black Swamp Fang stopped beside her and noticed that several leaves of the rubber tree on the desk had turned emerald green. He reached out his fingers to touch them.

"I don't seem to be feeling well." Inada Masaharu kept writing the lesson plan with the black pen in his hand, his eyes never leaving the paper.

"Can I ask why?"

"Please sit down first."

There was a hint of helplessness in the charming voice.

"Yes." Kuronuma Ya pulled a chair from the office next door and sat next to Inada Miyabi to watch her write the lesson plan.

She sits upright with her back straight, her beautiful face with focused eyes, and her thin lips painted with brightly colored lipstick, which highlights the charm of a mature woman.

She is an absolutely sexy beauty, but unfortunately she is too strict - many classmates say so.

After all, the rice field supervisor has a strict personality and does not tolerate any flaws. He has a sense of awe-inspiring authority.

Everyone in Class 1-A is terrified by the sound of high heels, except for Kuronuma Kiba. He admires Inada Masa's serious and responsible character, as well as her curvy figure.

In the office, there were only the sounds of raindrops and writing. Heinuma Ya looked at the rain outside the window, and as his thoughts gradually drifted away, he heard the serious voice of Inada Miyabi.

"Kuronuma-san."

"Yes." Hei Numafang turned his head to look at her, and his back straightened subconsciously.

"The teacher is very worried about your speech at noon."

Inada Masa put down the pen in her hand, turned her chair to face him, and elegantly crossed her legs, her matte black stockings shining slightly.

She rubbed her brows with a headache, and stared at him with caramel eyes in distress: "Have you reflected on it?"

"No."

"In that case, I won't take you home today."

"I have deeply realized my mistake." After taking a look at the bad weather outside, Heinuma Ya immediately changed his words. He was defeated head-on by Inada Miyabi's beauty and temperament.

"Tell me."

"First, my perspective was too narrow. I didn't broaden my horizons and appreciate every shining point of the beautiful girl equally. Second, a speech should be well prepared in advance. When I reflected on it this afternoon, I realized I had omitted many arguments. Finally, I'm sorry, I can't continue."

"Pfft."

Unexpectedly, Inada Masa covered her red lips and nose with her hands, chuckled, and leaned slightly towards him, her originally dignified posture disappearing.

From a strict and serious supervisor to the sister next door.

"As Shinkai-san said, Kuronuma-san's conversation is quite interesting."

She smiled for a moment, clenched her watch hand into a fist, coughed lightly twice, and sat up straight again. Her caramel-colored eyes cast a calm gaze at Kuronuma Fang, "Supervisor, I have no other intentions, nor do I mean to blame you. I only learned about the college forum at noon."

"What does supervision mean?"

"I want to tell you that next time you might be able to solve the problem in a different way. The school has administrator privileges on the college forum, so your approach is still somewhat inappropriate."

Kuronuma Ya leaned back in his chair, crossed his fingers, and stared at Inada Miyabi's beautiful legs and the elegant arches of her feet revealed by her high heels, thinking seriously for a while.

"With all due respect, Supervisor Paddy."

He looked up at Inada Miyabi and said calmly, "You are too naive. Even if you delete the post, you can still post a new one. What's more, it might put me in an even more disadvantageous position. For example, rumors will spread among classmates that the college is protecting the national number one."

People who are sociable tend to follow the crowd. As long as one person says something like "Who made him have such good grades?", more people will follow suit.

Seeing her frown as she pondered how to refute him, Kuronuma Yama shook his head slightly, revealing a smile that suggested, "It's time you learned the cruelty of reality." "Supervisor Inada, you're still too young." "Don't speak to the Supervisor in that tone of someone who's experienced this."

Inada Masa tapped his head lightly with her hand knife and said in a fierce tone: "Besides, the supervisor can also help you clarify."

"Then I'll fall into the self-proving trap."

Black Swamp Fang spread his hands helplessly, shrugged his shoulders, and his face was full of dissatisfaction: "In the end, I still have to prove that I didn't peek at girls' breasts. The result is the same."

"So you've actually saved the Supervisor a lot of trouble?"

"That's right."

"The kids nowadays are really..."

Unable to think of a suitable adjective, Inada Masa leaned her arms on the desk, holding her forehead, her eyes filled with self-doubt.

Could it be that she is really too immature?

As a graduate of the University of Tokyo, how could your way of looking at things be worse than that of a student?

But there seemed to be nothing wrong with the way Blackmarshfang solved the problem. The logic was reasonable and smooth, and he really did nothing wrong.

After thinking it over, without getting a definite answer, Inada Miyabi turned her chair, turned sideways to face Kuronuma Ya, and picked up the black fountain pen again: "You should go back first. It's best not to do this kind of thing next time. It will make people feel frivolous."

"Doesn't the supervisor like frivolous men?"

"Well, I really don't like it. Maybe I'm too conservative."

The pen in her hand paused in the air for a moment, then she continued writing beautifully on the paper. "Many classmates say I'm strict and don't even allow couples to sit at the same table. Does Kuronuma-san feel the same way?"

"The rice field supervisor's conscientious and responsible character must be for their own good."

Kuronuma Kiba pushed the chair back to his original office seat, walked behind Inada Miyabi, and looked at the rain outside the window.

The courtyard was covered in white, as if a water valve in the sky had been opened. The deciduous trees were broken into pieces, and the withered yellow leaves were stuck to the ground.

"But I guess the supervisor doesn't understand their feelings."

"Well, I've never been in a relationship. I went to an all-girls high school, and I was busy brushing up my resume in college. The modern workplace is really not friendly to women."

She complained a bit, as if she felt it was inappropriate to say such things to a student, and shook her head: "Okay, go back now. Come find me in the office when you're ready to go home."

"Thank you, Supervisor."

Kuronuma Kiba glanced back at the serious figure in front of the office, walked out of the office, and the autumn wind blew into the corridor. He tightened the Western jacket of his college uniform and decided to wear the windproof jacket given by Shirakawa Momo tomorrow.

Back in front of the classroom door, in the cold corridor, Aizawa Tora was standing against the wall, holding the history book in both hands, as if he was standing as punishment.

"Ahu, what are you doing?"

"Xin Hai said that standing in the corridor to memorize is more efficient, and it seems to be true."

"Is she in the classroom?"

"There is also a senior with long black hair."

Kuronuma Kiba walked to the back door of the classroom and looked inside with his face pressed against the glass. Under the pale light, Shinkai Shiona and a senior student who was writing with her head down were sitting opposite each other on a desk. It didn't look like they were having tutoring.

"Ah Hu, you've been deceived. They might be talking about some secret that cannot be revealed. They are just looking for an excuse to get you away."

“But I really memorized it.”

He sighed helplessly, his hand on the door handle. Just as he pushed it open a crack, he heard his own name.

"Kuronuma-kun, ah" is Shinumi Shiona's voice.

(End of this chapter)