I was the real villain in the real teaching.

"There are surveillance cameras outside!" Kushida Kikyo found it unbelievable. Has this lecher become so bold and presumptuous?

In order to be intimate with her, you are willing to trample on the school rules?

"It's okay, I can take you here, of course it's safe here." Tsukishiro Takuma withdrew his gaze indifferently. "Control" can make the camera turn slightly, with only a three-second blank, so the background monitor is unlikely to notice anything unusual.

"Pervert! Is this necessary?"

The more he did this, the angrier Kushida Kikyo became. If she wanted to have some sex, she could find a corner without cameras to do it!

All we can conclude is that Tsukishiro Takuma is possessed by a bug and doesn't know whether to live or die!

Tsukishiro Takuma cast a look at her, and she faced that look unconvincedly.

"In fact, at first glance, you do have a girlish aura today."

Japanese student swimsuits do not expose too much area, but are designed to be tight to facilitate underwater sports, which makes the better the body shape, the more amazing it looks.

Kikyo Kushida is no exception. After all, she is a girl with a big cup. Her slender figure has a heavy big rabbit. Even the most conservative swimsuit has to support a circle of fullness.

There was nothing underneath. The one-piece swimsuit had already wrapped up the girl's small buttocks, revealing only a piece of well-proportioned and delicate thigh skin, which was white, with the tenderness and tightness unique to girls.

"I am a girl!" Kushida Kikyo noticed his scrutinizing gaze and felt uncomfortable all over, and her inner vigilance was raised to the highest level.

As expected, Tsukishiro Takuma suddenly walked towards her.

Kushida Kikyo nervously backed away, trying to whisper, "Can we not do this here? If someone really comes in, you and I will be discovered..."

"No, you know this game better than me." Takuma Tsukishiro pressed her hands on the locker behind her, looked at her eyes that seemed to want to run but didn't dare to, and then kissed her on the lips.

Kushida Kikyo widened her eyes and her long eyelashes trembled slightly. How dare he do that?

However, she had no way to push Tsukishiro Takuma away and could only passively accept this tense and exciting game.

"Close your eyes and don't move your body, so you can taste the kiss."

She looked into Tsukishiro Takuma's eyes and saw some unspeakable depth, as if a starry sky was flowing between the two of them, and she felt as if her soul was about to sink into it.

“Mmm… wuwuwu…”

Kikyo Kushida closed her eyes on her own initiative, and pressed her body slightly against his chest. Her soft lips and smooth tongue sucked bit by bit, and the wet feeling slowly melted away. Her throat kept making slight whimpering sounds, and their warm breath lingered on each other's skin.

Again and again, his body gradually became weak and he had no strength. If he hadn't held his waist in time, he would have collapsed by now.

But it's so comfortable.

It's very comfortable to do these things with him, more comfortable than doing them by yourself.

Kushida Kikyo maintained the posture of standing on tiptoes, she wanted more, but it was not her who took the initiative, and it was not her who wanted it. She was just a little star, and the astringency had nothing to do with her. She just had to cooperate with her master.

But suddenly, her body began to tremble.

Tsukishiro Takuma stroked her thigh without any unnecessary movements, as if he was measuring the circumference of her legs, or testing her smoothness, more gently and carefully than he would treat the greatest work of art.

"Goooo..."

My mind clearly told me that I shouldn't seek this feeling, but my body twisted disobediently. My heart beat faster and faster, and a warm current ran through my lower abdomen.

"Kikyo-chan, can you wear white stockings next time?" Tsukishiro Takuma left her lips and whispered in her ear.

"No... Who would let a pervert like you wear that kind of thing..." Kushida Kikyo panted, her lips slightly red, with a bite mark faintly visible.

Peng!

Tsukishiro Takuma suddenly raised her hands, and the girl's armpits were completely exposed in front of him.

But for some reason, Kushida Kikyo became extremely uneasy and panicked because of this action.

"Wait, wait, if you lick it, you'll be a pervert for the rest of your life!"

Her face turned red and she even began to resist Tsukishiro Takuma.

"I never said I wanted to lick it." Tsukishiro Takuma looked at her with interest, "Kikyo-chan, you know a lot about this kind of thing. What do you usually watch?"

"What does it have to do with you!" Kushida Kikyo's expression froze for a moment, and she slightly shifted her gaze.

"If you like me to do that, I can do it for you now." Tsukishiro Takuma smiled.

real or fake?

Kushida Kikyo looked at his expression stiffly, her throat rolling a few times. She knew that this was not right, but when she thought about the person in front of her, her heart suddenly became uncontrollably excited and her body couldn't help but tremble.

A man who dominates her is willing to lick her...lick her...I can't explain it, but this feeling...is inexplicably heart-beating, and she even wants to nod immediately.

But what if this is false?

He did it just to make her happy and to trick her on purpose. When she nodded in agreement, Tsukishiro Takuma would immediately reveal his true appearance, with a fierce look in his eyes, and force her to pose in various positions, which he could also call his master's modulation.

Kushida Kikyo hesitated for a moment, she couldn't make up her mind.

However, she almost forgot her reluctance just now, and the only thing left was the thought of whether Tsukishiro Takuma was lying to her.

"I'm in a good mood today, so I can give you one chance. Ten seconds." Tsukishiro Takuma didn't give her time to react, "Ten, nine, eight, two..."

Kushida Kikyo was furious again. This time, eight is followed by two, right?

"I do not want!"

Hearing her words, Tsukishiro Takuma stopped the countdown and confirmed again: "You don't want it?"

"I am the master's little Xingnu. I will do whatever the master says." Kushida Kikyo finally chose to follow her heart. She didn't dare to guess Tsukishiro Takuma's thoughts, so she simply gave up thinking and just went with whatever Tsukishiro Takuma said.

Tsukishiro Takuma didn't say anything, just smiled slightly, then took her hand and walked towards the shower room.

Behind the two of them, the unmanned vehicle at the vent faithfully recorded the scene, but its owner had no interest in watching any further.

Before Tsukishiro Takuma touched Kikyo Kushida's thigh, Hirata Yosuke broke into the boys' locker room.

(Preliminary note: Due to censorship issues, the book has to skip the summer vacation chapter, so only the two chapters of the goddess and Tsukishiro Takuma are left. They mainly supplement the settings and background, and also bury the foreshadowing of the extra chapters. Readers who don't like to read can choose to skip it.)

伡It wasn't until today that Tsukishiro Takuma considered redeeming his fourth ability.

[Ability: Change]

[Level: LV1]

[Description: You can transform an object into another object (you must have seen the object in person) and gain a small amount of corresponding knowledge (including memory, strength, attributes, etc.). The effective time is half an hour.]

There are only three restrictions, but the effect is so amazing that it can directly shatter the foundation of science.

Specifically, Takuma Tsukishiro can turn an apple into a watermelon like magic, and it tastes like a watermelon when eaten.

Of course, the taste is only "slightly" like a watermelon, but it is actually still an apple.

But what if I become someone else?

Tsukishiro Takuma thought with a sense of evil humor in his heart, if he turned into Nanyun Miyabi and announced that he was a...well, this was indeed a sense of evil humor.

However, he did not intend to exchange for "Change" just for this reason. His next plan required more useful abilities.

"Change" requires three points of evil, which he can fully afford, and can even save some for next month's offerings.

【Confirm that the exchange "change" is successful! 】

As the text window disappeared, Tsukishiro Takuma noticed that another fruit on the branch lit up, while at the same time hundreds of fruits were dim.

He grabbed the pillow, and with just a thought, the pillow slowly glowed in his hand, and soon a pistol appeared.

The military model is M11, with a caliber of 9x19mm and a capacity of 13 rounds. He used it for a while.

When Takuma Tsukishiro took it apart, he found that the structure inside had not changed. It was exactly like a real gun, even full of bullets.

He didn't know whether it was possible to turn water into oil, but a pillow could certainly be turned into a pistol.

"そんな优しくしないで、どんな色すればいいの..."

The cell phone was still playing a song, the comic book on the bedside table was turned to the scene where Quaru and Kuro were hugging each other, and Takuma Tsukishiro aimed at the moon outside the window.

He didn't fire the gun, because even with a silencer it would have disturbed the people next door.

Takuma Tsukishiro looked at the moon. There was no distance limit, which meant that the moon could not escape his ability.

With just one thought, he can destroy all of humanity right now. How terrifying.

Tsukishiro Takuma smiled, threw the pistol on the bed, and then picked up the sheets.

The next moment, the sheets gradually faded away until a pair of handcuffs appeared in front of Takuma Tsukishiro.

At the same moment, the pistol was also changing, and a blurry figure was forming.

Perhaps because they hadn't seen each other for many years, he rarely showed a nostalgic expression, even though the other person looked like just a little girl.

The little girl was wearing a white suspender pajamas, which concealed her petite figure. The pajamas were a little loose, and the hem was a circle of gorgeous black lace. Her smooth and delicate calves were slightly curled up, and her faintly red ankles were clearly visible. The soles of her feet were so pink that people wondered if she had never walked on the ground.

She seemed like a sleeping beauty, lying on Takuma Tsukishiro's bed, her soft little breasts squeezed out a subtle amplitude, her pajamas slipped half way, revealing her white collarbone and vaguely visible scenery.

Because of the curled up little feet, Tsukishiro Takuma could still see half of the white bulge, and the immature body seemed to be well prepared.

When others see this scene, they would probably think that the other person is an innocent little girl. Only Takuma Tsukishiro knows her true identity.

A goddess who has lived for who knows how many years, maybe underneath this appearance she hides an old and smelly body.

When they first met, she was sitting on the throne and Tsukishiro Takuma was standing below, looking up at this so-called goddess as much as he could.

The goddess said that the world was in danger and a demon king was needed to suppress the unruly people, and he was chosen to be the demon king.

He refused, but how could the goddess let him go?

I won’t go into detail about the rest of the story, but in short, Tsukishiro Takuma now plans to teach the goddess a lesson.

If I can’t go to the realm of the gods, can’t I treat you as the Fiji Cup?

In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, Takuma Tsukishiro first handcuffed the handcuffs to the iron frame at the head of the bed, and then handcuffed the goddess's wrists.

Immediately, he pinched the goddess' arm. It was soft, with the temperature of the human body, and even smoother than some girls'.

He reached out to the goddess's belly. The thin pajamas could not stop his movements. He felt a warm feeling at his fingertips. If he pressed it slightly, it would bounce back.

I took a look at the goddess' expression and there was no sign of her waking up.

Takuma Tsukishiro touched her thigh again. It was so smooth and soft, almost not like the touch of a human being. It made people want to let it go.

As a goddess, she has many qualities that mortals cannot compare to.

The lights in the room were bright, making it convenient for Tsukishiro Takuma to observe her expression. Her face was so smooth that it didn't look like a human's. Her porcelain-white skin had a faint luster, just like an ancient Greek statue made entirely of white marble.

Facing such a goddess, even a trace of disrespect would be a blasphemy to her.

Tsukishiro Takuma held down her little chick, but she was too small and didn't have any of the maternal instincts that a goddess should have.

Perhaps it was because she sensed his thoughts that she pushed against the palm of his hand little by little. Soft things always had amazing elasticity at this time.

But who cares?

"…Only half an hour, and she's not a real goddess?"

He muttered to himself, but his hands were moving rudely on the goddess' body. This was a great disrespect for a mortal. If there were any loyal believers here, they would surely be so angry that they would want to burn him to death.

Tsukishiro Takuma moved closer to the goddess, as if he could smell the scent of her skin, and his other hand reached into the goddess' secret garden.

"??????,?????????????"

Time passed silently, the phone played the next song, and the goddess's face gradually became rosy, like the bright red flesh showing through the thin skin, making people salivate, and her legs clamped his hand tightly without her knowing when.

"If you don't wake up, this won't happen anymore." Tsukishiro Takuma looked at her expressionlessly.

The goddess is still sleeping, as if she is just a doll.

Tsukishiro Takuma gently bit the goddess's mandarin orange and seemed to be able to feel the taste of the juice.

"You... are shameless!" The goddess finally opened her eyes. Her face was full of anger and her ears were red.

"Who is shameless enough to pretend to be asleep to this extent?" Tsukishiro Takuma looked up at her calmly.

"I'm not pretending to be asleep. How dare you, such a shameless guy, use your ability to create my...my..." She could hardly say a word because Tsukishiro Takuma did not let her go.

"A great man does not need to keep his word or fulfill his actions, as long as he follows the righteousness." Tsukishiro Takuma said, "As long as you show up, I don't care what I do."

"Do you think I will go to the lower world like this? I have only projected a trace of thoughts onto this body. My real body is still in the divine world!" The goddess panted softly. She didn't have the strength to push Tsukishiro Takuma away.

"That's enough."