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After parking his car in the school parking lot, Qingze carried his briefcase upstairs.
He walked to the principal's office door, raised his hand and knocked, saying, "Chizuru, I'm coming in."
As soon as he finished speaking, he pushed the door open.
The office was brightly lit.
Chizuru Tsukishima did not exercise on the yoga mat as usual.
Her attire was unusually formal, with a pure white shirt underneath a black women's suit jacket, and a black short skirt that tightly hugged her hips.
What's most eye-catching is that beneath the skirt, a pair of slender legs are encased in sheer black stockings up to the knees, with the two straps leaving faint marks on the fair, jade-like skin of the thighs.
The black halter top, set against her fair skin, possessed an irresistible allure, as if inviting one to touch and play with it.
She tied her wavy hair into a neat high ponytail, held a ruler in her right hand, and was tapping the table lightly, saying in a serious tone, "Qingze, you're late."
Aozawa readily replied, "I'm sorry, Tsukishima-sensei."
"If apologies were effective, the world wouldn't need police."
Chizuru Tsukishima strode arrogantly up to him, gently lifted his chin with a cool ruler, scrutinized him, and then announced the punishment: "Bad children must be punished."
I'm confiscating the lunchbox you brought.
As she spoke, she naturally took the lunchbox that Qingze took out of his briefcase.
Then, she walked to the rest area and sat down gracefully on the multi-seater sofa. She kicked off her high heels and stretched out her jade-like feet, which were covered in black stockings, and placed them on the armrest of the single sofa opposite her.
"Give me a foot massage."
"it is good."
Qingze immediately responded, walked to the single sofa, sat down, and held those jade feet in his hands.
The stockings felt silky and warm to the touch, like holding a piece of fine, warm jade.
Chizuru Tsukishima let out a soft, ambiguous hum from her nose, then opened her bento box and began to enjoy her breakfast.
Qingze lowered his head and gently pressed and explored the acupoints on the warm soles of her feet with his fingers.
He quickly located the Yongquan acupoint on the sole of his foot and pressed it down with his fingertips.
"hiss……"
Chizuru Tsukishima's delicate body trembled slightly involuntarily, a hint of surprise flashing across her face. "You actually know foot massage?"
"I've learned a little bit."
Qingze looked up and smiled, his hands continuing to press rhythmically without stopping.
It must be said that his technique was indeed professional, and Tsukishima Chizuru felt very comfortable during the massage.
However, she felt a slight displeasure in her heart.
She placed her feet in his hands, and this guy actually started massaging them with complete focus?!
Does this indirectly suggest that her feet are not attractive to him?
"Do something even more insane, you idiot!"
Chizuru Tsukishima roared silently in her heart, but her beautiful face showed no abnormality as she smiled and said, "By the way, a shocking case occurred in Kawagoe City yesterday."
I never imagined that in modern society, someone could actually be a "man-killer," murdering nine people in a row.
"Really."
Qingze didn't even look up, casually replying, "I was so busy thinking about the test questions I prepared for the students today that I didn't go online to check the news."
Chizuru Tsukishima gracefully swallowed a piece of tempura and continued, "This matter is probably not that simple."
I heard from people in the industry that this is likely an organized, premeditated crime.
"I see."
Qingze's reaction remained indifferent.
This attitude made Chizuru Tsukishima raise an eyebrow and say, "You don't seem interested in this kind of thing?"
"It doesn't matter how those things turn out."
As Qingze spoke, he stopped what he was doing and unbuckled his belt.
This action instantly brought a smile to Tsukishima Chizuru's eyes, like a cat that had successfully stolen some fish. "Hehe~"
A soft, alluring laugh echoed gently in the office.
No wonder this guy isn't interested in the news; he's already had enough and can no longer pretend to be a gentleman.
Just say it!
How could any man remain unmoved by her feet?
Qingze grabbed her ankles and brought her two jade-like feet, encased in smooth stockings, together.
The stockings felt as smooth as if they were coated with essential oil.
The soft flesh of the soles of the feet is warm and elastic, and feels extremely comfortable.
……
a long time.
Qingze let out a long sigh of relief, relaxed, and leaned back on the sofa.
Chizuru Tsukishima's cheeks were flushed with an alluring blush. Looking at him, she couldn't help but chuckle and say, "Young man, you have so much energy."
"That's natural."
Qingze answered with great enthusiasm, his tone carrying the pride that comes with being praised in such a situation.
Chizuru Tsukishima gently cleaned up his wounds with her left foot, as light as a feather, then withdrew both feet and said, "Alright, the punishment is over. You should go and do your own thing."
"Ah."
Qingze responded, neatly straightened his clothes, re-fastened his belt, picked up his briefcase, and left the principal's office looking refreshed.
After the door was closed, Chizuru Tsukishima bent down and took off her soiled stockings.
She got up, walked behind her desk, opened a drawer, and changed into clean clothes from head to toe.
She rarely wears clothes that accentuate her figure.
She is a natural beauty, and if she dresses too sexily, she could easily incite some men to commit crimes.
Chizuru Tsukishima is very careful about her safety in her daily life.
He only acts so unrestrained in front of Qingze.
Chapter 37 Morning Self-Study Test
In the classroom of Class 1A of Grade 1, the bell for morning self-study had not yet rung. Maeda Yuki sat upright in her seat, surrounded by several friends chatting as usual.
Matsuo Yumeko always dominates the conversation.
She can't stop talking once she meets someone she knows.
From the latest cosmetic trends and nail art styles to embarrassing moments she made during her holidays and the handsome guys she bumped into on the street, everything became a topic she enjoyed talking about.
Of course, she wouldn't miss any sensational social news stories that hit Japan.
"I can guarantee it!"
Matsuo Yumeko waved her hand confidently, "That mysterious great swordsman who killed nine people in Kawagoe City must have an incredibly handsome face under his mask."
What makes you think you can guarantee that?
"That's how it's portrayed in anime, movies, and light novels: a great swordsman with exceptional strength and extraordinary swordsmanship must be a handsome and dashing man!"
Matsuo Yumeko cupped her slightly flushed cheeks in her hands. "What if I accidentally have a romantic encounter with him one day and start a relationship?"
Her slender waist swayed unconsciously as she became completely absorbed in her own fantasies.
Just as Maeda Yuki was about to say something to dampen her spirits, another girl preemptively retorted, "Come on, be careful she doesn't turn around and chop you up."
"The Fox Lord would never do something so cruel as to destroy a beautiful flower!"
Matsuo Yumeko immediately retorted righteously, "He only killed bad people who deserved to die!"
Didn't you see the news posted on the website by the new leader of Holy Buddhism?
He vehemently denounced his predecessor's depravity, believing that Lord Fox was a divine messenger sent by Maitreya to purify the sect.
With continuous media coverage, this bizarre murder case has generated a huge amount of traffic.
Various news organizations and online bloggers have offered interpretations from different perspectives, making the "Kawagoe murder case" a recent hot topic on Japanese social media, and its influence has even spread abroad.
After all, news of shooting nine people is nothing new to netizens, but killing nine people with a knife is still quite rare.
Not to mention, there is a point of contention in this case that has sparked endless debate among netizens.
Those were the twenty fierce hunting dogs kept by the Holy Buddhist Temple. Why didn't any of them attack the murderer?
This also became the key basis for the Holy Buddhism to identify the "fox" as a "divine messenger," and they claimed that it was the power of the gods that kept the hunting dogs silent.
Other people or sects naturally disagreed, and the argument raged online.
Matsuo Yumeko stayed up all night to read a lot of related information, which is why she can now use such "quotations" to refute those classmates who don't know much about the event.
Yuki Maeda finally found an opportunity to interject, saying, "God does not exist."
"Eh?"
Matsuo Yumeko exaggeratedly drew out her words, "Yuki-chan is a shrine maiden, how come she doesn't believe in the existence of gods?"
"It is precisely because she is a priestess that she knows that gods do not exist."
Yuki Maeda smiled faintly, “If you insist on having a faith, I suggest choosing a major religion with a long history and a well-established system.”
For example, Christianity, or going to places like the Ise Grand Shrine.
Never easily trust emerging small religions; most of them are scams targeting money and sex. Once you become involved, it could lead to tragedies like family ruin and death.
"oh oh."
Matsuo Yumeko nodded, seemingly understanding but not quite.