My fiancée's girlfriends all have special skills

Chapter 18: The area ahead, let’s explore it later

As time went by, more and more people came into the office.

Seeing Kitahara Ayano sitting in Qingyou's seat, no one was surprised. In everyone's eyes, Ayano, Qingyou and Shimamura Hitomi originally belonged to the same small circle and were all confidants of the eldest lady.

There were quite a few male teachers who looked for opportunities to strike up a conversation with Kitahara Ayano.

Qingyou got engaged very early, so the female teachers and students in the school who admired him were just admirers and did not dare to take any actual action. After all, the Tokyo Devil's reputation was there.

Ayano has always been single, and her quiet personality makes her the first choice for many men. This time she came to Chihaya Academy as a counselor, and all the single men of marriageable age in the school were holding back their enthusiasm, wanting to show off in front of her, like a peacock spreading its tail.

Kitahara Ayano dealt with these boring men politely and did not reveal her inner annoyance.

"Teacher Chihaya, I heard that you have been ranked first in the 'Most Popular Teacher' survey every year since you joined the company?" Kitahara Ayano suddenly turned the topic to Qingyou who was preparing for class.

"That's right, Chihaya-sensei is simply a star in the eyes of students. If he wasn't already in a relationship, there would be countless female students dying for him." The office's gossip master, Haneda Miho, began to chatter non-stop again. "In the annual routine survey, Chihaya-sensei always leads by a large margin, even more than the second place."

"It seems that Chihaya-sensei is not only handsome, but also a top-notch teacher... I just happen to lack experience in communicating with students, so I might as well sit in on Chihaya-sensei's class to learn."

"Good idea!" Haneda Miho volunteered, "I'll help ask the director for an open class. Hmm, should Chihaya-sensei have no objection?"

"I have no opinion."

There is no problem sitting in on his lectures, but what is really worrying is whether Kitahara Ayano will cause trouble in class.

However, Qingyou thought again, if Ayano wanted to cause trouble, no matter if she was listening or not, she couldn't be stopped, after all, sometimes there was a way to stop her.

Thinking this way, I’m not afraid anymore.

Although Kitahara Ayano is black-hearted, she still maintains the image of a lady on the surface and does not embarrass Qingyou.

You can't do something crazy like "stripping Qingyou naked while he's giving a lecture"...

The second math class in the morning.

In the last row of the classroom, there were two temporary plastic benches, and Kitahara Ayano and Shimamura Hitomi sat there side by side.

When it comes to open classes with people attending, Qingyou will talk more about the practical stuff and pay extra attention to mobilizing student interaction. This is a great learning opportunity, and Shimamura Hitomi will naturally not miss it.

Just being able to stare at her senior for more than forty minutes was enough to make Hitomi Shimamura addicted.

On the surface, Hitomi Shimamura was still here to study, holding a notebook and pretending to take notes on it.

Kitahara Ayano next to her was not taking notes, but holding a drawing board, sometimes observing the situation in the classroom, and sometimes drawing a few strokes on it.

"Ayano, are you sketching?" Hitomi Shimamura asked curiously in a low voice.

“It’s not really a sketch, it’s just a record of inspirations I encounter in life. I’m preparing an important work recently.”

“It’s the ultimate masterpiece.”

"You knew that too?" "Yeah, Airi told me. She said this work is very important to Ayano... If you need help with the material for the work, Ayano can always call me! For example, the scenes of student activities, cultural festivals, and so on..."

"Um, thank you."

Silly child, what's so good about those boring scenes of vulgar mortals gathering together for warmth?
The man you secretly love is the one who is truly valuable.
Kitahara Ayano noticed Shimamura Hitomi's feelings for Seiyuu very early on - she was not very familiar with Shimamura Hitomi, and she only occasionally went out with Airi on weekends during junior high school. She had only seen Seiyuu in photos and videos after she went abroad. However, Ayano's natural sensitivity to the outside world helped her see through the truth at a glance.

Just as she could easily see through, there was no so-called love between Qingyou and Aili.

Unlike the docile and traditional person she shows to others, Ayano is a fun-loving person who seeks drama at heart.

With a playful curve at the corner of her lips, Ayano continued to whisper to Hitomi Shimamura: "Airi seems willing to share everything with you."

"It's fine. Well, we do chat quite often."

"Will you talk about the sweet life of a couple?"

Hitomi Shimamura subconsciously thought of that aspect, but looking at Ayano's frank expression, Hitomi Shimamura realized that she was overthinking: "Will...right? Occasionally, she would complain to me that Qingyou is addicted to games...Sorry, I said too much! It seems that no one in the school knows that Qingyou likes to play games..."

"It's okay. I won't say anything. They are all good friends of Aili."

Ayano once again confirmed her thoughts: the Chihaya couple are in name only.

Otherwise, Airi would definitely share the details of their love affair with Shimamura Hitomi. Then, Shimamura Hitomi should have unconsciously revealed a gloomy look just now, rather than just being shy.

A girl like Shimamura Hitomi is as transparent as an aquarium in front of Ayano, and you can know exactly what she is thinking.

Halfway through the class, Ayano had a rough draft in her hand.

The image of the protagonist in class is based on Qingyou.

The remaining details can be supplemented by close observation using the method of pausing time.

So Ayano got up lightly and left to go to the bathroom.

Qingyou, who was on the podium, saw the whole scene and became alert.

Coming?

With a little trepidation, Qingyou prepared himself mentally and adjusted his posture to be suitable for dealing with the situation.

After a moment, the familiar feeling of stagnation came over me.

After everything stopped, Ayano walked in from the front door of the classroom with a frown on her face.

Qingyou was standing behind the podium, looking down at the lesson plan, with his entire body pressed against the podium, covering up his key parts.

(End of this chapter)