Real teaching, but diary flow

The screen of the personal terminal lit up, and then this message popped up.

Simple, straightforward, and decisive.

Slowly getting up, Asakusa Toru gently opened the door.

As expected, standing at the door was our Ms. Kikyo Kushida.

Wearing a hoodie, pulling up the hood, and wearing a mask, he looked like a popular active idol having a secret relationship.

He glared fiercely at Asakusa Toru, then strode into the dormitory, with Kushida Kikyo closing the door behind him.

She casually pulled off her mask and let out a long breath.

"I'm so bored."

"Who told you to wrap yourself up so tightly?" Shrugging, Asakusa Toru turned around and opened the freezer where the calming popsicles were kept. He took out two popsicles, first unwrapping one for himself, then pressing the other against Kushida Kikyo's cheek, which still seemed to be sweating: "Here, want one?"

It must be so hard for her to be bundled up like that in the middle of summer.

"..." After silently glancing at the popsicle pressed against her face, Kikyo Kushida raised her head and looked at Toru Asakusa with a strange expression: "Take it back."

"I can't eat cold food."

Yesterday I told him I should give him more trust, but today he asked me if he could eat something cold.

They couldn't even give me a friendly look!

"What a pity." Asakusa Tetsu wasn't angry. He reopened the refrigerator and put the extra popsicle back in.

He wouldn't just give his popsicle to anyone else under other circumstances.

Although it's a D-grade item and a mass-produced item, there are only forty in total.

The calming effect is actually surprisingly good. People always need to calm down and settle their minds, and simply stuffing an ice pop in their mouth or something can directly cool down their emotions—it couldn't be better.

If it weren't for the fact that he had tested the effect of a single popsicle and found that it couldn't be divided and used repeatedly even if he didn't eat a bite and froze it again, he would have chosen to cut the single popsicle into square ice cubes that would achieve the minimum effect.

Making the most of resources is the best choice.

The reason for taking the popsicle was, of course, to calm the mind and control the gun.

He once said that he couldn't do anything, so of course he had to make sure that his brain wasn't taken over by his little head.

This is the most basic requirement for gaining trust.

Of course, his inability to do anything doesn't mean that Kikyo Kushida is incapable of doing anything. If Ms. Kushida is no longer satisfied with simple physical skills, then there's no need for him to continue his inaction.

Everything is up to dear Miss Kushida.

"So, you've made up your mind?" Sitting back down on the bed, Asakusa Tetsu patted the spot beside him, gesturing for Kushida Kikyo to sit down, and asked with a smile, "To contribute to my great psychology research?"

"...Just trying it out." Taking off her outdoor shoes and socks, and walking barefoot into the room, Kikyo Kushida took a deep breath and sat down next to Toru Asakusa: "If you dare to lay a hand on me, I'll kill you."

"Besides, what great psychological research? In the end, isn't it all just about lust?"

Kikyo Kushida gave her a disdainful look.

"Since that's what you think, I have no choice but to go along with it." Asakusa Tetsu spread his hands, looking somewhat helpless.

Once a belief is formed, it cannot be changed overnight. If she insists on thinking that way, then let's just go along with it.

With his arms outstretched, Asakusa Toru said:

"Come on, if you're not going to take off that trench coat, then so be it."

As mentioned before, Kikyo Kushida came here completely covered up. Even when she entered his air-conditioned room, she only took off her mask and hood, without taking off her clothes.

Large beads of sweat were visibly forming on her forehead, and her cheeks were damp with strands of hair.

To be honest, he was really afraid that the guy would get heatstroke and faint.

Kushida Kikyo: "......"

To avoid being seen entering and leaving Asakusa Tetsu's room, she deliberately took the stairs where no one was around, but she couldn't guarantee that she wouldn't run into other people in the corridor, so she wore this outfit just to be on the safe side.

The reason she didn't take her clothes off when she came in was because she was still hesitant. She was afraid that if she took the initiative to become scantily clad, it would arouse someone's lust, and she was also afraid that someone would use the guise of hugging to start touching her inappropriately.

Even though she's probably been touched in places she shouldn't have, don't worry about that. The point is, girls need to protect themselves.

Even though she looks like a dish delivered right to your door.

Looking at Asakusa Tetsu's open arms, Kushida Kikyo hesitated for a moment before making up her mind.

That's exactly why she came here.

His legs shifted slightly, his arms hesitantly rose, and at a snail's pace, his thighs began to touch.

Even through her own trousers, Kikyo Kushida could still feel the warmth emanating from the skin of her thigh that was pressed against hers.

It was scorching hot, almost burning hot, with a temperature that seemed capable of scalding the surfaces that came into contact with it.

...No, it wasn't actually that hot, but when the sensation was concentrated on it, it became so noticeable.

"Stop dawdling." Before she could crawl any further, when the distance had closed to a certain extent, Asakusa Tetsu took the initiative to move closer and wrapped his arms under her armpits to hug Kushida Kikyo's body.

"Ugh—" A muffled groan escaped his chest, and then he was pulled into an embrace, a strange and wonderful feeling welling up inside him.

The restlessness, the hesitation, the disgust for those hypocrites in the class, and the fear of having one's true nature exposed in front of the man all quietly dissipated in this embrace through the thick clothes.

"..."

The closer proximity brought not only the ability to clearly feel body temperature, but also the scent that secretly crept into the nostrils.

She expected to smell the typical male body odor, but what actually filled her nostrils was a rather fresh and clean scent.

...It smells like laundry detergent.

The thin clothes emitted a faint scent of laundry detergent, and only after she had gotten used to the smell could she perceive the remaining fragrance.

The masculine aura emanating from Toru Asakusa himself.

Oh no, it seems I'm really starting to get obsessed.

Greedily inhaling the scent of the opposite sex, Kikyo Kushida unconsciously tightened her grip on Toru Asakusa's back.

...But to be honest, it is indeed a bit hot.

Despite the air conditioning, wearing several layers of clothing, wrapping myself up tightly, and sticking close together, made it unimaginably hot.

Even with air conditioning, the cold air can't get in through any cracks.

Or... take off your trench coat?

A slightly daring idea popped into Kikyo Kushida's head.

Chapter 102 Why don't you take a shower?

What Kikyo Kushida was thinking was unknown to Toru Asakusa; he was only thinking about one thing.

—How long are we going to keep hugging this lump of cotton?

Oh, I'm impressed.

What I want is a sweet and soft pretty girl, what are you trying to do by wrapping yourself up in layers and making yourself look like you have heatstroke?

But it's not easy to take back what's already said. I can't just lose my temper and disarm her on the spot, can I?

Forget it, let's verify our hypothesis first, rather than dealing with that.

Holding Kushida Kikyo in his arms, Asakusa Tetsu slightly opened his right hand, which was behind Kushida Kikyo's back.

And so, the diary he knew all too well quietly fell into his hands.

That's right, what he was going to try was to write in his diary in front of Kikyo Kushida, the holder of the copy of the diary, who had already revealed her intentions to leave him a message.

Anyway, his diary index has been E for a while, so he doesn't have to put much thought into what to write to make things interesting. He can just write a couple of sentences and easily see Kushida Kikyo's reaction by taking advantage of the hug.

He had always been quite curious about what the holder of the copy would think when he was writing in his diary.

However, although he has already obtained the identities of three copy holders—Horikita Suzune, Kushida Kikyo, and Sakayanagi Arisu—he really doesn't have many opportunities to write diaries in front of them.

Unless he skipped class and went behind someone else's classroom to write in his diary while secretly reading it.

Or they might secretly use a universal room key to sneak into their dorm room and peek from behind the closet.

The former will result in a deduction of class points, while the latter will result in being arrested and taken to the police station.

In addition, he was usually a bit lazy to do much, so he never took any action to satisfy his curiosity.

But it's different when you're applying it.

Breathing, heartbeat, body temperature.

Knowing the other party's identity, the "knowledge filter" only works unilaterally. He can write in his diary in front of Kikyo Kushida and easily feel the impact of every word he writes on Kikyo Kushida's emotions.

"...It's so hot." Suddenly, a faint murmur, like the buzzing of a mosquito, rang in her ears. Kikyo Kushida, drenched in sweat, said this and reluctantly released her embrace.

Not daring to look up at Asakusa Tetsu, she whispered, "I'll take off my coat."

As she spoke, she slightly pushed Asakusa Tetsu's body away, stood up, and took off the 'shroud' from her body.

Like peeling an onion, layer by layer, Kikyo Kushida voluntarily removed the heavy outer shell.

After hesitating for a moment, she looked down at her legs, stepped on the pant leg with her left foot, and with a little effort, she managed to take off the trousers.

So the girl was left with only thin clothing.

Her clothes, soaked with sweat, clearly outlined her perfect figure. Her pretty face, flushed an unusual red, whether from being cooped up for too long or for some other reason, showed a hint of comfort in the cool breeze.

Just as Kikyo Kushida was about to approach and hug the 'human body pillow' again, Tetsu Asakusa showed a slightly disgusted expression:

"...Why don't you take a shower?"

I'm covered in sweat.

The smell wasn't too strong, but his clothes and everything else were perfectly clean. If Kushida Kikyo hugged his wet clothes, they would definitely get filthy.

Moreover.

"You'll catch a cold."

He added what seemed like a concerned remark, but unfortunately, Ms. Kushida Kikyo didn't appreciate it at all and threw her wet clothes at his face:

"Shut up, if you have any complaints, just keep them to yourself. All you have to do is stay here and be a human body pillow!"

Who is this person who dares to look down on her?!

puffed up with anger, Kikyo Kushida grabbed him without hesitation and pressed her body against his again.

The scalding hot body pressed close to the wet clothes, and the heart that had once held hands pressed against the chest, pressed down, squeezed, and then deformed.

Slightly helpless, Asakusa Toru embraced her, holding tightly her noticeably thinner and more delicate body.

"..."

With her lower lip bitten and her teeth closed, Asakusa Tetsu's dormitory quickly fell silent, so quiet that only the sound of her gentle breathing and her increasingly clear heartbeat could be heard.

With her eyes closed, feeling the clearer touch of her skin and smelling the more distinct scent, Kikyo Kushida's mind began to churn.

She was coerced into coming here; she was forced to come under duress. Although Asakusa Tetsu made it sound like she had been given autonomy to choose, with the recordings and photos in his hands, she had no choice at all.

So she had no choice but to come here; yes, she was forced to make this choice out of desperation.

The reason she took off her trench coat was for her own health; if she kept wearing it, she would get sick from the heat. It was definitely not because she wanted to get even closer to her skin.

Moreover, actively closing the distance is also a way to gain trust. Once she has this guy's trust, she can find the right opportunity to destroy all the photos and recordings!

Perhaps they can even obtain other equivalent 'handles' to threaten and check each other.

Kikyo Kushida kept the clothes with her handprints on them in the end, even though she realized that they weren't really that useful. But for some inexplicable reason, she still chose to keep the clothes.

That thing might be okay as a souvenir, but it's unlikely to be enough to threaten Toru Asakusa as evidence.

To gain more security, she had to find a way to obtain other leverage over this man.

That's right! That's exactly it! That's why she seemed to be taking the initiative to hug this man!

Everything is about gaining trust!

Having clarified the logic, the girl easily convinced herself.

'That makes sense,' she murmured to herself.

The peaceful and tranquil charging time came to an end quickly, and Asakusa Tetsu never took out his diary again.

...because this guy's mom is asleep.