My fiancée's girlfriends all have special skills

Chapter 19 Ayano tries to find Qingyou's flaw

In the frozen time and space in front of Qingyou's eyes, the warm light of spring sprinkled on desk after desk. The students were either concentrating or distracted, their expressions fixed like the Terracotta Warriors.

At the same time, Kitahara Ayano, who had crawled into the podium, had already unzipped his trousers.

"Oh... turns out it's pretty stealthy in non-combat mode."

If it is not concealed, do you have to take it out and show it off in public?

Qingyou was helpless. In his opinion, Kitahara Ayano seemed to be a girl who had received overly good family education. She suddenly gained the power to do whatever she wanted in the pause of time, and she freely released her desire to run wild that had been suppressed for many years.

He clearly felt being flicked by a finger. If his face could move, he would have grimaced and broken into a cold sweat.

Fortunately, Kitahara Ayano did not continue to do anything dangerous towards Qingyou. She just touched her gently, and her warm breath fell on Qingyou's thigh.

From this angle, due to the obstruction of the podium, Qingyou could not see what Kitahara Ayano was doing at all. As the saying goes, the unknown brings fear, Qingyou was very panicked now. In addition to being panicked, the scene in the classroom in public also added to the stimulation of his nerves.

Soon, Kitahara Ayano let out a cry of joy.

Qingyou quickly began to recite the law silently, trying to suppress human instinct with the cruelty of knowledge.

"Wait...something's wrong. Why would he react?" Kitahara Ayano's tone suddenly became a little confused. A few seconds later, she crawled out from under the podium, stood beside Qingyou, and blinked her eyes to examine him carefully.

"Any living thing should be in an absolutely still state and should not respond to stimulation. Speaking of which, Qingyou-kun's first time was very strange. Could it be that... can you hear me now, Qingyou-kun?"

Haha, I'm sweating a little.

Qingyou tried his best to divert the focus of his gaze, looking straight ahead, trying to pretend to be no different from everyone else.

To be honest, he didn't know why he had the permission to "watch" during Kitahara Ayano's time stop, but it would be best not to let Ayano know about this!

Because this will further arouse her curiosity, and make Ayano do even more bizarre and outrageous things.

"You are partially immune to my abilities. You are very special. I was right, Qingyou-kun~"

Qingyou could even imagine her words and tone.

So, no matter how Kitahara Ayano called his name or waved her hand in front of him, Qingyou remained motionless.

However, Kitahara Ayano stared at Qingyou's face for a long time, and her breathing suddenly became more intense.

I couldn't help but turn his face to the side, stand on tiptoes and kiss him on the lips.

"Uh-huh..."

Soft touch, awkward movements, and a strong sense of curiosity.

There was only contact between two pairs of lips, and there was no more intimate exploration. Perhaps it was because Kitahara Ayano lacked experience?

But she seemed to be obsessed with this kind of superficial taste, and it took a long time before they slowly separated.

"Huh - Qingyou-kun's aura is really addictive. Alas, such a rich treasure-like man, I'm afraid he can satisfy the dreams of many girls in Tokyo and let them have a dreamy life. It's a pity that Ai Li is watching too closely."

You call that salvation?

That's called immoral... Qingyou thought helplessly, still maintaining a dull gaze, and because of the effectiveness of reciting the laws silently, the long kiss did not raise his body temperature.

This made Kitahara Ayano doubt her own judgment. Perhaps, doing bad things while in time stop could cause special reactions in men?
She was not sure. After all, she had not tried any other man except Qingyou in the time stop, and she did not want to try it. Kitahara Ayano was a very picky eater.

"That's all for now. Next time, I'll consider other ways to test Qingyou-kun's composition. Goodbye, Qingyou-kun. Have fun in class."

After mumbling a few words, Kitahara Ayano couldn't help but kiss Qingyou's cheek again, and left with a feeling of unfulfilled desire.

hum-

As if emerging from a deep dive, the world suddenly became clear and bright again.

Qingyou continued to stand behind the podium calmly explaining mathematical theorems, but his mind was working frantically, thinking about a profound philosophical question.

That is, his zipper is still open. Bro, it's still open.

How can I restore my decent image without letting the students notice anything unusual?
It is true that there is a podium blocking the view, but you can’t always stand facing the podium. Even if we take a step back, the get out of class will be over in more than ten minutes!
The sense of shame and crisis made Qingyou's thoughts race, and at the same time, he was covered with a layer of tension.

At this time, at the back of the classroom, Kitahara Ayano, who had "gone to the bathroom", came back, sat down next to Shimamura Hitomi with an innocent face, and looked at Qingyou.

Qingyou mixed a hint of unexpected panic into his expression at the right moment.

Of course, he had already thought of a way to deal with it, but if he appeared too calm, he would reveal the truth that he was conscious. For ordinary people, when they find that their zipper of their pants is suddenly unzipped for no apparent reason, their first reaction would definitely be surprise.

Only by making a good expression can I dispel Kitahara Ayano's suspicion.

"Sorry, students. I suddenly have a stomachache. Please study quietly for now."

Qingyou bent over and covered his stomach, then put away the gun in an instant under the cover of the podium. Then he bent over to cover the bulge and quickly ran out of the classroom.

There were sporadic laughter behind him, but it soon quieted down.

The students I teach are really good. They are considerate, hardworking and studious, and there are no troublemakers.

This is of course due to Qingyou's effective discipline, but luck is also indispensable. People like Shimamura Hitomi will encounter difficult-to-discipline individuals every year.

"hateful……"

In the cubicle, Qingyou looked down at that stubborn existence and felt like crying but had no tears.

In front of the entire class of students, Qingyou couldn't help but get excited when Ayano hugged and kissed him for such a long time, even though he knew it was time stop.

Sometimes, being too physically strong may not necessarily be a good thing.

……

Lunch break.

Since Kitahara Ayano has already used time stop today, the rest of the time is safe, and Qingyou can relax and enjoy his free time.

Usually when Qingyou needs to relax, he will call the system out to talk to it.

After so many years, it seems to have become a habit.

"System, do you think she already knows that I can observe in time stop?"

"Master Host, this is hard to say..."

"It's hard to say? Don't you have a function that can reveal the psychological activities of female characters? I see that other people's systems can read minds, or simulators can describe the plot, and so on."

"Uh uh, Master Host, please understand that those are just artistic processing and exaggeration. There is no way a real system can be so supermodel."

"Then I don't think time-stopping is a supermodel. Why don't you make one for me?"

"If the host wants to stop time, he needs to complete Kitahara Ayano's series of tasks. Hehe, in fact, while the host and Ayano were in close contact, I scanned a new task. It's much easier than having a baby with her. Do you want to listen to it?"

"Listen to your uncle. I won't do the task of the drawing board devil. The risk is too great. It's more comfortable to fleece Shimamura Hitomi."

"Paintboard demon?"

"It's Kitahara Ayano. This woman carries a drawing board around with her every day and causes trouble. Let's just call her the Drawing Board Devil. Tsk, she feels like the Red-Eyed Devil, neither of them is a good person."

"..."

While Qingyou was chatting in his mind, Shimamura Hitomi on the opposite side was holding a piece of bread and nibbling on it, her sharp eyes constantly trying to capture the opportunity.

I have to find an opportunity to swap the carbon pen with my senior's.

(End of this chapter)