My new wife discovered my past

"If it's Tetsuya Watanabe, I can do it, Sakuraba Miki can do it!"

Sakuraba Miki kept calling "teacher" again and again, successfully desensitizing Watanabe Toru to the title of "teacher".

Now he no longer feels uncomfortable when hearing others call him "teacher".

"What a sudden confession... Sakuraba-san, can this be considered a confession?"

"No." Sakuraba Miki shook her head and denied:

"I think this is more like the famous scene where an ordinary high school girl asks for sex from a handsome man she likes but is rejected."

To avoid being thought of as being sarcastic, Sakuraba Miki added a correction after she finished speaking: "I didn't mean to be sarcastic in the previous sentence."

Uncle Watanabe was amused by the girl's words: "Sakuraba-san, you don't have to say that about yourself, and my age...how can I not be considered an uncle?

"Of course don't call me brother... Well, just call me teacher, that's fine, I'm used to it."

Afraid that Sakuraba Miki would also call him "Tetsu-nii-san" or "Tetsu-nii-san", he quickly made a patch.

"Then what is the third reason...?" Watanabe asked again.

"That's an even more offensive joke." Sakuraba Miki explained, giving Watanabe Tetsuya a heads-up in advance. If he insisted, she would have no choice but to obey.

"It has come to this point, nothing matters anymore... Sakuraba-san, feel free to say it."

"Don't lie to me?"

"Do not lie to you."

"Then I really said it~"

"Go ahead."

"Eh... I'm really saying it then." Sighing, amidst the helpless smile of Mr. Watanabe, Sakuraba said something earth-shattering:

"I thought that when the teacher was doing it with me... looking at my face which was somewhat similar to Aunt Naoko's, she would be very happy and enjoy it. It would feel like making up for a big regret in her life... Isn't it?"

"...

"Sakuraba-san really played a big joke on me."

"Sorry, it's my fault." Sakuraba Miki immediately put on a deliberately weak and green tea tone, sliding down to her knees at lightning speed.

"But I have confirmed it with the teacher again and again..."

The overly hard-working and outstanding performance of Green Tea and the words "stop when it's enough" made Watanabe Tetsuya's anger disappear for the most part.

He remembered the unhappiness that Sakuraba Miki had just confided to him, her ordinariness and lack of outstanding talent.

Just this method of manipulating people's hearts and emotions, and having just the right sense of proportion when really wanting to calculate, isn't this an outstanding talent?

Watanabe once again confirmed his previous conclusion that everyone is born with one or more talents, but some people's talents are too obvious, while some people need to keep trying to discover them.

The former is a genius, while the latter gradually lost his spirit in a life of mediocrity and never found his own talent...

"It's okay. I've already said it doesn't matter. Sakuraba-san, don't act so pitiful." Watanabe pointed out mercilessly.

"Teacher, being too straight will make girls dislike you~"

"Really? That would be great. I would love to be hated by women."

The joke wasn't funny at all. Considering the current situation of the person who said it, it even sounded a bit like hell...

Even though she couldn't empathize with him, Sakuraba could understand Watanabe's despair and pain.

Thinking of this, she stood up from her kneeling position and looked at him straight and without hesitation. Under Watanabe Toru's puzzled gaze, Sakuraba Miki gently moved her knees forward and knelt in front of him.

Watanabe Tetsuya subconsciously wanted to escape, but when he realized that the other person was Sakuraba Miki, and thought of the sensitive topics they had just discussed, such as emotions and the body, and looked at her familiar, gentle and young face, he suppressed the instinctive self-protection measures that his body had formed spontaneously over the past decade, and accepted the active approach of the second woman in the past five years besides his fiancée Shimizu Noriko...

However, Sakuraba Miki did not notice the reaction and expression shown by Watanabe Toru. At this moment, her mind was occupied by the overflowing maternal love that arose in her heart because of her love and care for him.

It gushed out like the nutrients that nourish a newborn baby, wrapping around the only man in front of her.

The overflowing maternal love was born from him, and should also be taken away by him...

This is the only thing that is on Sakuraba Miki's mind right now.

She opened her arms and hugged Watanabe Tetsuya's neck and head, gently holding the warmth in her arms: "If you can't do it, then you can't do it...

“It’s not just that one way.

"Since I bear some resemblance to Watanabe's adoptive mother, you can now treat me as Aunt Naoko~"

Chapter 266 Death is approaching

Watanabe didn't want to use anyone else as a substitute for Naoko.

But when he actually saw the girl who looked at least 30% similar to Naoko holding his head in her warm arms, and even offered to treat her as Naoko... Watanabe found that he couldn't refuse at all.

Watanabe Toru couldn't help but put his arms around the girl's waist, greedily inhaling the fragrance of Sakuraba Miki's body.

She had never been so intimate with a man before, their skins were already in contact. Sakuraba Miki, who was trapped by the strong masculine scent, took two sniffs, and her legs, which were kneeling on the tatami, went limp and fell down. Watanabe Toru, who had his arms around her waist, caught her steadily.

The man and woman, who were both attacking and defending, seemed to be in a state of oblivion. Watanabe Toru held her tighter with his arms around her waist. Sakuraba Miki's consciousness was also a little distracted, and she leaned back instinctively.

The wind outside grew stronger, and, accompanied by the clear and melodious sound of wind chimes, dark clouds gradually gathered and pressed down over the city, bringing a dull and dry heat. Rain was brewing in it, waiting for the right time to spray out.

A flash of lightning and thunder suddenly appeared in his heart, waking Watanabe Toru up suddenly. He pulled himself out of the warmth and softness of Sakuraba Princess and looked at her slightly drunk face quietly.

He really wanted to let go and withdraw, but not only Watanabe Toru had his arms around the girl, Sakuraba Miki was also tightly grasping the corner of his clothes, and the five fingers of her other hand were pinching the man's arm, her crystal-clear nails were exquisite and beautiful.

"…It's been less than an hour now, so it should only be 2:30 in the afternoon. Yanagihara-san won't wake up until at least 4 o'clock."

Sakuraba Miki still didn't let go.

Watanabe Toru stared at her eyes as they became clear from the confusion, and understood the meaning of her words.

When this happened, Watanabe missed Saotome's outspokenness, who always told him everything directly without beating around the bush.

When facing Saotome and the others, Watanabe couldn't refuse even if he felt bad, but if it was Sakuraba Mihime, this wouldn't be the case.

He had no choice but to pretend that he didn't understand: "In order to prevent Yanagihara-san from waking up early, I'd better go back early."

"...That's true." Sakuraba Miki let go, sat down with her legs bent, hugged her knees and turned her head to look at the closed window:

"Feel sorry."

"Sakuraba-san doesn't need to apologize to me. Logically, I should be the one to say thank you to Sakuraba-san...

"Thank you for your help, and thank you for your comfort just now..."

Knowing that there was no need for him to stay here any longer, Toru Watanabe nodded slightly and stood up to return to the Japanese-style room next door where Nao Yanagihara was.

A huge void suddenly appeared in her heart, and Sakuraba Miki felt as if nothing was necessary anymore. She couldn't help but reach out and grab a corner of Watanabe's shirt.

"Is there anything else, Sakuraba-san?" Watanabe Toru looked back at Sakuraba Miki who lowered her head. His tone and expression were normal, without any extra color.

At this point, he had nothing more to say.

Although it was very bold, Watanabe chose to believe Sakuraba-san because her nature was completely different from that of Saotome, Kujo Sakura and other evil girls, and she had morals and empathy that they did not have.

Sakuraba Miki can't use threats, force and other dirty means to satisfy herself or get what she wants!

Watanabe Toru firmly believes this.

Everything she wanted was slipping out of her palms like sand. At this moment, Sakuraba Miki was struggling internally.

The moment what Jiugongying and the others had done appeared in her mind, she suppressed it and threw it into the deepest part, without even giving it the slightest glance.

If she really did such a thing, what's the difference between her and Jiugong Sakura?

If there was even the slightest opening, she would eventually be assimilated into the same species as Jiugongying.

Out of both physiological aversion and resistance to Sakura Kujo, and not wanting to be laughed at and fooled by her every day, Sakuraba Miki would never even glance in her direction.

But she also has what she wants...

Princess Sakuraba came here with high hopes. Even though she knew it was absolutely impossible, she still had a glimmer of hope in her heart. What if?

As expected, he was rejected by Watanabe in the end.

Sakuraba Miki knew that this was inevitable with a high probability, but the depression and heartache still haunted her and would not let her go.

So after she got a little comfort from taking the initiative again, she naturally wanted more. Even if they didn't have to go to the end, just a kiss... that would be enough!

She couldn't bear it, so she made one last struggle.

However, the man's words completely destroyed her little thoughts, and in the end, Sakuraba Miki, who let go, only received a gentle hug from Watanabe Toru who turned around.

Looking at Watanabe Tetsuya's back as he opened the door and disappeared, Sakuraba Miki fell on the tatami where he had last sat, and pressed her cheek against it, where some of his body temperature and smell remained.

Counting the other men and women who committed suicide together, who were not lovers? At the very least, they had had in-depth physical exchanges countless times. I'm afraid she and he were the only exception.

"I am such a failure..."

Muttering to herself, Sakuraba Miki pulled the thin quilt over her body, curled up, embraced the last trace of scent and warmth left by Watanabe Tetsuya, closed her eyes and fell asleep.

In the sweltering summer, she actually felt cold from the inside out...

When Toru Watanabe returned to the Japanese-style room where they had been at the beginning, Nao Yanagihara was still lying flat on her back covered with the quilt, sleeping soundly without any sound.

Watanabe thought she was dead, so he touched her skin to check her body temperature and pulse, and then he ignored her.

After waiting for another half an hour, Nao Yanagihara finally woke up.

She felt extremely unbelievable about the "truth" that she had fainted for nearly two hours, but the "fact" had already happened and she could do nothing about it even if she didn't believe it.

Seeing her slow movements and half-beat slow reactions, Watanabe didn't say anything, but was shocked by her next request.

"Yagihara-san, are you really not afraid of fainting again?" Watanabe threatened her.

After hearing this, Nao Yanagihara trembled subconsciously, then she gritted her teeth, knelt down in the quilt, came in front of Tetsuya Watanabe, and hugged him.

Her body, which had just shed its youthful immaturity, was still soft, fragrant and tender. Even if he felt disgusted and rejected it mentally and psychologically, the physical pleasure and acceptance were beyond Watanabe Toru's control.

Nao Yanagihara narrowed her eyes and smiled: "To die under the peony flowers, even as a ghost, is still romantic.

"If I could die in your arms at the happiest moment of my life, I would be very happy!"

She is always a boaster, and all she has a mouth for is talking except for biting and eating. Watanabe knows Yanagihara very well.

So he planned to make her suffer a lot.

This time, it didn't take long. Watanabe Toru only exerted a little strength, and in just 20 minutes, Yanagihara Nao passed out. Another half hour later, she woke up for the second time, her whole body was exhausted, and Yanagihara Nao almost didn't have the strength to speak.

Toru Watanabe had no intention of letting her go.