Chapter 34

Half a day passed in the blink of an eye.

In the afternoon, Hiratsuka Shizuka came to the classroom and told Kitakami Yoru to find her at the teacher's office building after school.

This caused Kitakami Yoru to spend the whole afternoon wondering about the reason.

He wasn't in the right state during class.

As soon as school ended, he hurriedly packed his bag and went.

Teacher's office.

Hiratsuka Shizuka was leaning back in her chair, smoking a cigarette.

Standing in front of her was a cold, noble beauty wearing a white headband.

A pair of plump, black-stockinged legs were neatly pressed together.

"Is what you said true, Kasumigaoka Utaha? Are you sure?"

32: Eriri, you really know how to pretend.

"Yes, I am very sure, Hiratsuka-sensei." Kasumigaoka Utaha answered without a hint of hesitation.

"Sit down first and talk properly, there's no rush." Hiratsuka Shizuka took a puff of her cigarette.

Hearing this, Kasumigaoka Utaha pulled up a chair and sat opposite Hiratsuka Shizuka, a hint of gravity in her eyes.

"I am very certain that I am being followed, Hiratsuka-sensei."

"A few days ago on the way home from school, I felt like I was being followed. Every time, it was shortly after I left school and passed that shopping street, then..."

Kasumigaoka Utaha recounted the story to Hiratsuka Shizuka.

"In other words, you haven't directly confirmed that you are being followed?" Hiratsuka Shizuka asked in return.

"Yes, but my sixth sense is very accurate; there's almost never a mistake."

Kasumigaoka Utaha nodded quickly, a look of recollection appearing on her face as she continued:

"I thought I had been followed by others before, but they were all boys from school whose purpose was to confess to me; they wouldn't follow me so excessively."

"The other party followed me all the way from school to near my home, and only then did the feeling of being followed disappear."

"Hiratsuka-sensei, you have to believe me!"

As she spoke, Kasumigaoka Utaha looked directly into Hiratsuka Shizuka's eyes.

Kasumigaoka Utaha absolutely believed in her own sixth sense.

Moreover, she had already verified it many times.

The most recent time, she even verified it on Kitakami Yoru, and the result was not wrong.

"Alright, I believe you." Hiratsuka Shizuka stared into Kasumigaoka Utaha's eyes and chose to believe her.

Everyone has some observational ability or special talent that exceeds ordinary people; what's so strange about that?

For example, some people's memory allows them to memorize a book within an hour with extremely high accuracy, and some people's noses are as sensitive as a hound's.

"Phew, thank you for believing me, Hiratsuka-sensei." Kasumigaoka Utaha let out a sigh of relief.

"So, you suspect the culprit is Kitakami Yoru from my class?" Hiratsuka Shizuka asked again.

"No, he is just a suspect. It might be him, harboring dissatisfaction toward me and wanting to take revenge because I saw him at the bookstore that day..."

"It could also be someone else who saw Kitakami Yoru steal my stockings and panties and wants to imitate him."

"Of course, the possibility of it being a perverted old man also exists."

Kasumigaoka Utaha's wine-red eyes narrowed slightly, her expression grave, and her slender fingers tapped the tabletop continuously, showing the tension in her heart.

"So you want me to find Kitakami Yoru to talk and test his reaction?"

"With his body shape being so fat, it's unlikely he's following you, right?"

Hiratsuka Shizuka sighed and made a snide remark.

"..."

"That makes some sense..."

Kasumigaoka Utaha was silent for a while, then stood up, left a sentence, and walked out through the back door.

Hiratsuka Shizuka watched Kasumigaoka Utaha leave and stretched distressfully.

Since school started a while ago, Hiratsuka Shizuka had been secretly observing every move Kitakami Yoru made at school.

She saw Kitakami Yoru's efforts and changes.

Unfortunately, others couldn't see it yet.

Not long after, Kitakami Yoru appeared in the teacher's office.

He was signaled by Hiratsuka Shizuka to sit down.

"Why is it still a bit warm?" Kitakami Yoru muttered as he touched the chair with his chubby hand and sat down.

He didn't know that this chair had just been sat on by a snow-white, big, meaty butt wrapped in black stockings.

"Kitakami Yoru, how have you been lately?" Hiratsuka Shizuka asked directly.

Kitakami Yoru was stunned.

He was still wondering why Hiratsuka-sensei had called him over.

Just to ask how he was doing?

"It's alright, I'm working hard to avoid being expelled." Kitakami Yoru said indifferently.

"Where do you usually go after school in the afternoon?" Hiratsuka Shizuka didn't want to ask, but Kasumigaoka Utaha had come to her.

She thought it would be better to ask for Kasumigaoka Utaha, so Kitakami Yoru wouldn't get into trouble.

After finishing, Hiratsuka Shizuka observed Kitakami Yoru's expression.

"Going home." Kitakami Yoru touched his head and looked around.

Why on earth did Hiratsuka-sensei call me here?

"I know you haven't joined any clubs, do you want to join one?" Hiratsuka Shizuka continued.

Ah, just for this?

Join a club? I'm not going.

To be despised, scolded, and rolled eyes at?

Besides, which club would accept me?

Kitakami Yoru thought to himself, shaking his head desperately, thanking Hiratsuka Shizuka for her kindness.

"Then is there anything you need help with?" Hiratsuka Shizuka lit another cigarette out of boredom.

"No..."

"I've been cramming and reviewing like crazy lately, but it seems my progress isn't going that smoothly." Kitakami Yoru said hesitantly.

"Oh, that's simple. You want to find someone to help you study, right?" Hiratsuka Shizuka's spirited eyebrows arched.

Kitakami Yoru nodded.

"I'll help you figure out a way. You can go back now." Hiratsuka Shizuka waved her hand.

Kitakami Yoru stood up, looked at Hiratsuka Shizuka with some disbelief, but still said thank you.

Just as he left, Kasumigaoka Utaha walked in from another door.

Hiratsuka Shizuka smoked her cigarette and spread her hands expressionlessly.

"Ah... damn bastard!"

There were only two people in the office, so Kasumigaoka Utaha didn't care about Hiratsuka Shizuka and vented by hugging her head in frustration.

The fragile Kasumigaoka Utaha was truly scared.

A pervert was watching her from the shadows and following her near her home; who wouldn't be scared?

"Do you want me to take you home?"

Hiratsuka Shizuka looked at Kasumigaoka Utaha and stood up.

"No need, I'll just go to the police."

Kasumigaoka Utaha hesitated for a moment, shook her head, and left quickly.

The speed of her footsteps indicated that her heart was quite impatient and panicked.

"Was it the real panty-stealing culprit who followed her?" Hiratsuka Shizuka muttered, then sat back in her chair to smoke.

Leaving the teacher's office, Kasumigaoka Utaha went to the restroom to wash her face and looked at herself in the mirror.

The anxiety, fear, and panic in her heart...

Her complicated mood was almost written on her face.

Only the anti-wolf spray and folding knife she carried in her school bag could make Kasumigaoka Utaha feel a trace of peace of mind. ===== CHAPTER 36 =====