Chapter 35

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 what the reason was.

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, elegant, and noble beauty with a white headband.

A pair of plump, black-silk-clad beautiful legs were neatly pressed together.

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

32: Eriri, really good at pretending

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

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

Hearing this, Kasumigaoka Utaha moved a chair and sat opposite Hiratsuka Shizuka, a hint of solemnity in her eyes.

"I am very certain that I was being followed, Teacher Hiratsuka."

"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 commercial street, then..."

Kasumigaoka Utaha recounted the story to Hiratsuka Shizuka.

"In other words, you didn't directly confirm that you were being followed?" Hiratsuka Shizuka asked back.

"Yes, but my sixth sense is very accurate, almost never wrong."

Kasumigaoka Utaha nodded quickly, a look of recollection appearing, and continued:

"I thought I had been followed by others before, but they were all boys from school, and their 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."

"Teacher Hiratsuka, you have to believe me!"

While speaking, Kasumigaoka Utaha looked straight 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 wasn't wrong either.

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

Everyone has some observational ability that exceeds the ordinary, or special abilities; what's 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, Teacher Hiratsuka." Kasumigaoka Utaha breathed a sigh of relief.

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

"No, he's just a suspect. It might be him, harboring dissatisfaction with me and wanting to retaliate because I saw him in the bookstore that day..."

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

"Of course, the possibility of it being a perverted middle-aged man also exists."

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

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

"His body type is so fat, it's unlikely he's following you, right?"

Hiratsuka Shizuka sighed and made a sarcastic 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 lazily, feeling troubled.

Ever since school started a while ago, Hiratsuka Shizuka had been secretly observing every move Kitakami Yoru made in school.

She had seen Kitakami Yoru's efforts and changes.

It's a pity that 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.

"How come it's still a bit warm?" Kitakami Yoru muttered, touching the chair with his chubby hands, and sat down.

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

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

Kitakami Yoru was stunned?

He was still wondering why Teacher Hiratsuka had called him over.

Just to ask how he was?

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

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

She thought it would be better to help Kasumigaoka Utaha ask, 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 Teacher Hiratsuka 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 in his heart, shaking his head desperately, and thanked Hiratsuka Shizuka for her kindness.

"Then do you need any help?" Hiratsuka Shizuka lit another cigarette, feeling bored.

"No..."

"I've been frantically cramming and reviewing 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 heroic eyebrows arched.

Kitakami Yoru nodded.

"I'll help you find a way, you can go back now." Hiratsuka Shizuka waved her hand.

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

Just after he left, Kasumigaoka Utaha came in through another door.

Hiratsuka Shizuka smoked her cigarette, spreading her hands expressionlessly.

"Ah... damn bastard!"

There were only two people in the office, so Kasumigaoka Utaha didn't care about Hiratsuka Shizuka, holding her head with both hands in frustration to vent.

The fragile Kasumigaoka Utaha was truly scared.

A pervert was watching her in the dark and followed her to 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 go report it to the police directly."

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

The speed of her footsteps falling was very fast, indicating the owner's heart was quite impatient and panicked.

"Is it the real panty-stealing culprit who's following 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, looking at herself in the mirror.

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

The complicated mood was almost written on her face.

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