manga artist Kirito

It's almost a perfect imitation, and that earnest, persuasive tone is really something!

Then, Kasumigaoka Utaha noticed that her teacher, who had just looked like she was full and sleepy, was looking at her strangely. "Kasumigaoka, your imitation is very good!"

"Should I be happy?" Kasumigaoka Utaha isn't Eriri; she wouldn't giggle or blush at a small compliment.

Moreover, Kiritani-kun wasn't testing her at all; he was saying, "It seems you understand the way the saintess speaks very well. What does that mean?"

Kiritani took a sip of coffee. "I haven't been of much help to you. You can find a lot of opinions about what I've said online when you have free time. With your extraordinary talent, you could have completed the third volume even without me and made the editors and readers look forward to you again."

"Moreover, apart from adding a lot of annotations to the works, I didn't do much else... Well, illustrations are an obligation and can't be counted."

Kasumigaoka Utaha narrowed her wine-red eyes, staring intently at his lazy gaze. "Teacher, what do you want to say?"

"Well, what I just wanted to say was..." The teacher, whose waist was even smaller than a young girl's, smiled faintly, "Please don't think, like Editor Machida said, that this is my help. I just did a little bit of work."

If you develop a dependency, and there are things you want to do but can't do... then you subconsciously want to rely on the person who can help you, which is not good. Of course, if you want to have children, then disregard what I said. After all, no matter how capable you are, if you don't have someone to rely on, can you conceive on your own?

Seeing him remain silent for a moment, the beautiful young woman smiled sweetly, her eyes full of confidence. "Isn't this only natural? The teacher leads you through the door, but the rest is up to you. What kind of results you can achieve, what kind of accomplishments you can attain, while you can't do without the teacher's help, is actually due to my extraordinary talent! Tell me, how many of your peers can achieve what I have in their first creation!"

Confidence is a good thing, but Asuna...

Forget it, I'm too lazy to criticize you anymore.

"Hmm, that's a good level of awareness..." Weiwei yawned slightly. "I'm going to take a nap. You can go do whatever you need to do."

Having found a suitable spot, the lazy Kiritani-kun went to the lawn under a nearby tree, basking in the dappled sunlight, and began to take a nap with his hard backpack as a pillow.

"This feeling... is so strange," Kasumigaoka Utaha murmured softly, pouting.

Then, glancing sideways at Kirito-kun who had seemingly used his instant-sleep ability, she pursed her lips slightly, picked up the trash from the bag, and left...

Not long after, Kasumigaoka Utaha, who had thrown away the trash, returned and sat down next to the completely sleeping boy. Her wine-red eyes appeared unusually deep as she looked at his sleeping, much calmer face.

"He really fell asleep... To be able to fall asleep in a place like this, really..." With a mixture of emotions swirling within her, Kasumigaoka Utaha pursed her lips slightly, gently lifted the boy's head, and placed it on her lap...

Kasumigaoka Utaha murmured softly, "I feel...not very comfortable...I even feel a little uncomfortable..."

"Shiyu-senpai!" A very loud voice came from afar, the same as the voice of the boy who was currently resting his head on her lap, but the two were two completely different extremes.

"Please don't speak loudly!" With her eyes slightly narrowed, Kasumigaoka Utaha knew what the other wanted to ask. "Volume 3 will be released on Saturday, so please continue to look forward to it."

Lunye blinked in bewilderment, "Uh... I guess I came at the wrong time?"

P.S.: Please feed me, yes, I want razor blades and tips~!

185

[NO.183 Monday Without Asuna]

"Well……"

As Kirito slowly opened his sleepy eyes, he looked ahead. The blazing sun was still shining brightly. The few dappled rays of sunlight he had before going to sleep were now illuminating everything except his chest... Ah, it's so hot!

But then again, when did backpacks become so soft?

Kirito rolled over slightly, showing no intention of getting up as soon as he woke up, but the face that came into view instantly banished all his sleepiness...

I might be living in a dream...

Yes, at this distance and at this particular angle, it's impossible for this to happen normally...

To be honest, girls' sleeping faces are really beautiful, especially for some people. They look more like a person when they're asleep than when they're awake—I'm not saying Jing is cute!

Her eyes were slightly closed, and her delicate eyebrows were slightly furrowed, indicating that she seemed to be in some discomfort. Also, she was only sitting, not leaning against the tree trunk, which caused her to lose her balance and sway slightly...

beautiful!

At this moment, if one had to use a single word to describe this girl, then Sleeping Beauty would be the most fitting.

Note that this is not a verb.

Her name is Kasumigaoka Utaha, which sounds like a flower on a high mountain. Although her personality is not as cold and proud as that, it is not much better.

Of course, I think it's not bad now, at least her expression is very genuine!

A gentle breeze blew, causing the long, straight hair that was spread out on the lawn to flutter slightly, and some of it even fell onto Kirito's face. With his eyes slightly narrowed, Kirito listened intently to the girl's soft breathing—a literary girl, indeed, she was starting to have a certain air about her now.

She's still beautiful, though not as beautiful as before...

As if sensing something, the girl's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and then she slowly opened her eyes. At first, her wine-red eyes were full of confusion, but she quickly returned to normal, especially when she saw Kirito's face—she almost couldn't help but slap him.

With a startled expression, Kasumigaoka Utaha covered her ample chest with one hand, took a deep breath, and quickly calmed down. "You almost scared me to death..."

Then she tilted her head, covered her mouth, and yawned again, "Aren't you going to get up?"

With a completely calm expression, without any questions or extraneous thoughts, Kiritani straightened up and said calmly, "When I woke up just now and saw your sleeping face up close, I was completely wide awake."

"It looks great, doesn't it?" Kasumigaoka Utaha frowned slightly and placed her hand on her thigh. Oh no... she'd been pressed down for too long, and now it was numb.

"Hmm, it looks pretty good. If I could, I really wish you would never wake up."

"How vicious," Kasumigaoka Utaha sighed. But this was the most normal situation. If Kirito acted like a light novel protagonist, waking up to find himself inexplicably resting his head on a girl's lap and being extremely frightened—that wouldn't be the kind of man who has no bottom line at all.

Kiritani-kun seemed not to hear him. "Class time is over. I have PE class here, so you can continue sleeping without worry. Are you sure you're okay?"

Oops! There seems to be a wet patch on her black stockings...

"Yukinoshita and I are still ranked first in the grade. It's normal for top students to have some privileges." Kasumigaoka Utaha seemed to have noticed that her black stockings were wet, and she was looking down with a slightly unpleasant expression.

"...I'm starting to doubt it. Teacher, is your so-called 'white stocking fetish' just a facade? You actually licked it with your tongue while I was asleep..." Kasumigaoka Utaha's expression was one of disgust, her words filled with revulsion. "Although I've known for a long time that you have this fetish, if you asked, I wouldn't mind giving you the stockings. It's just that you did this while..."

Kiritani-kun's face remained indifferent. "Shut up!"

Kasumigaoka immediately bit her lip.

—When a girl bites her lip in front of a man, it's either because she hates him to death or she loves him; it's either because she's hesitating whether to slap him or kiss him.

Right now... Kasumigaoka Utaha is clearly holding back from slapping Kirito...

"Yes, it's saliva, I can admit it." Kiritani made no attempt to hide it, his straight back reflecting his upright character. "But the saliva is yours, it has nothing to do with me."

"quibble!"

"Yes, I'm arguing from the ground up, since legs are still legs." Kiritani pursed his lips. "How about this, we each take a step back and pretend this never happened?"

"Impossible!" Kasumigaoka Utaha squinted. If her legs weren't straight, she probably would have already started shaking them as usual.

"You licked my stockings and legs and expect me to pretend nothing happened? -- Junior, you're not a man!"

What is this called?

"..." Kiritani-kun glanced around to make sure no one was nearby, then looked at that smiling face and said, "I think you're quite flexible... it's about time I showed you what a real man is!"

Feeling inexplicably flustered, Kasumigaoka Utaha feigned composure, her delicate brows furrowed. "Shizuka-sensei's office is less than 150 meters from here, and the second-floor window is still open. Do you think it would take Shizuka-sensei a long time to get here if I shouted... um!"

"Alright, you don't need to say anything more!" Kirigaya-kun reached forward and shoved his index finger directly into Kasumigaoka Utaha's mouth. He pinned her against a tree and yelled, "I'm not a man? What do you think a man is? Does it mean I have to fuck you right here and now to be considered a man? You're not convinced? Then hit me! -- Don't you know I'm best at subduing people with force?"

"Language traps? That's something you only use when you don't want to do anything—threatening Teacher Xiaojing? You actually dare to call her that? Do you really think I'm the kind of little boy who gets shy easily?"

"Hey! You want to kick me again... I already told you today, I licked these stockings, but what are you going to do about it?"

Just as Kato Megumi and Eriri were looking for a shady spot... they witnessed this scene.

With an indifferent gaze and a sinister, eerie smirk on his profile, Kirigaya-kun pressed down on the head of the upperclassman, whose hair was disheveled, face flushed with shame and indignation, and who was even...

"Uh, you guys..." Eriri remained in her walking posture, her mouth wide open enough to fit a sugarcane, staring in astonishment at the scene before her.

More than just surprise—it was shock!

"Eh, what... what are you doing?" Surprise flashed across Ms. Kato Megumi's plain face, the only obvious expression was the... confusion in her eyes?

P.S.: Balance? What's that?

I always pretend I don't exist.

186

【NO.184 What's yours is still yours】

There's nothing to say but that.

Because Kasumigaoka Utaha was completely speechless just now.

Yes, that's exactly what it means to be speechless.

Kiritani's expression was extremely calm, while Kasumigaoka Utaha was filled with shame and indignation, furious to the extreme. After weighing the strength of both sides and realizing that she could not defeat this bitch, she had no choice but to pull Kiritani's finger out of her mouth, spit out some saliva, and then take a deep breath—and kick out.

Yes, he kicked out without hesitation.

However, this is of no use.

Kiritani easily dodged the seductive kick, and wiped his saliva-covered fingers on Kasumigaoka Utaha's body, which unsurprisingly drew another kick from her.

how to say……

Actually, Kirito is a good person, a truly good person. Returning lost property is nothing to him. Didn't you see that his finger was just covered in Kasumigaoka Utaha's saliva, and Kirito returned it to her very naturally? —Note that I don't mean Kirito wanted the stockings that were covered in saliva.

Kiritani Kazuto smoothed his disheveled ponytail and looked at the two familiar faces who had finally recovered from their shock. "Want to know what happened just now?"

"Actually, I'm just showing our dear senior with my actions—even if I switch to drawing, your teacher will still be your teacher!"

"……what?"

"Nani yo?"

"...Tsk!" Straightening his disheveled clothes and hair, trying to calm himself down, Kasumigaoka decided to remember this debt and take revenge later.

Yes, in the future!

"What? Am I wrong?" Kiritani-kun glanced at Kasumigaoka Utaha and said calmly.

The other two looked over curiously.

However, Mr. Kiritani overlooked the fact that Kasumigaoka Utaha is not a normal girls' high school.

"The current situation is probably..." Kasumigaoka sneered, "It's probably that a homeless man wants to humiliate a kind-hearted nun... Not to mention the nun herself, even God wouldn't forgive him."

Sorry, all I see in any myth or legend is how chaotic the entertainment industry is, and maybe... God really did forgive them.

Mr. Kiritani nodded in agreement. "It's a good analogy, but please don't compare me to a nun. You can compare me to a priest."

Let me make this clear beforehand: I do not preach!

Kasumigaoka squinted and gave him a somewhat melancholy look. If she had the chance, she would find someone to help her put a sack over his head.

"What Nani listed?"

"Imiwaga nai..."

Ignoring the two who were still clueless, Kiriko-chan smiled sweetly, "You were indulging in self-admiration again! What a disgusting high school girl. Don't wear your thoughts on your sleeve—since you've already entered society, you should at least have some composure. You can learn that from Kato—otherwise, you'll only become the next Shizuka!"

The anger in her wine-red eyes grew stronger, and the cunning and sharp-tongued Ms. Kasumigaoka seemed unable to find any weakness in her opponent.

"They have such a good relationship..."

Yes, in awkward situations like this, it's necessary for someone who's usually not very noticeable to step in and lighten the mood...

"But what does it mean to learn from me?" Kato Megumi rarely showed dissatisfaction, which can be taken as a side effect of reading too many light novels.

Kiritani made an ugly rejection gesture, "Please don't do this, I have a girlfriend."

"But everyone seems to have a good relationship with you, especially with Hito-kun."

Kiritani could only shrug helplessly, "That's because I'm the only person in this school who's both handsome and cute."

The unlovable Kato Megumi was almost speechless. "But... only people who are very close could do something like this."

Kasumigaoka Utaha's face was full of disgust, but her expression was rather subtle.

"That's something only someone with no friends would say."

"..."

Well, Ms. Kato is completely speechless right now.

Ms. Kato silently lowered her head, her gaze sweeping over the ground—perhaps she wanted to see if there was anything to move or do, and then reward Kirito by beating him into a pulp.

Aside from two ambiguous questions, Riko, who had been silent at the beginning, slightly raised her eyes, her gaze shifting back and forth between Kasumigaoka Utaha, who was looking for tissues to wipe her stockings and top, and Kiriko-chan, who was pondering how Kasumigaoka Utaha would kill her...

Soon, a strange light flashed in Kashiwagi Eri's eyes, her lips curled up slightly, and she clenched her right fist and tapped it against her left palm—she was just thinking about how to proceed with the next part of the plot, now is the perfect time!

Yeah, it's a bit of a shame I didn't watch it from the beginning to now...

Standing up with his backpack, Kiritani-kun, who considered himself a nice guy, turned to his senior and said, "Alright, come with me."

"...What are you planning to do now?" Kasumigaoka Utaha, whose brows were furrowed and whose combat strength was less than one-fifth of the bootleg black-clad swordsman, asked warily.

"Well, if you want to wear stockings that look like they've been licked to class, I don't care. It's not me who's embarrassed."