The girl under the cherry blossoms, her smile is like a flower

It was midsummer and the temperature was so high that you would sweat if you moved at all.

After helping the two teachers carry their luggage, the short sleeves of Qingmiya Feng's uniform were soaked with sweat. The two teachers were standing by the window, looking at the green scenery of Fukuoka.

The air conditioner is whirring, cicadas are chirping, and the air is filled with the scent of summer.

"Tsurukawa-sensei, Shiratori-sensei, I'll put the things here first. I'm going to go back and take a shower."

"Yes, thank you for your help, Kiyomiya-san," Tsurukawa Nanami turned around and handed over a handkerchief, "Here, wipe the sweat off your face."

"That's not necessary. I'm sweating all over and I'm afraid that Mr. Hechuan's handkerchief will be dirty." Qing Gong Feng waved his hand to refuse. He was going to take a shower when he got back, so why would he wipe his sweat? The room he lived in was not far from the two teachers.

"No matter if it's dirty or not, come here."

Tsurukawa Nanami frowned and pretended to be serious.

There was no choice but for Qingmiya Feng to walk in front of Tsurukawa Nanami.

She stood on tiptoe slightly, reached out to lift Qing Gong Feng's bangs that were wet with sweat, and with her other hand took a handkerchief and gently wiped his forehead.

"Aren't handkerchiefs used to wipe things? Besides, Qingmiya-san is sweating so much because he is carrying our luggage." She said softly, and the warm air blew on Qingmiya Feng's chin.

Qingmiya Feng looked away and met Tsurukawa Nanami's gaze. He was actually a little embarrassed. Usually Rina and Chinatsu would wipe his face and so on. Maybe he was not used to this kind of care with some maternal love?

"Actually, I can wipe it myself, Mr. Tsurukawa." That was all he could say.

"Be content. This is the first time that Nanami has been so nice to a boy. I am so envious of her."

Shiratori Mori came over with a teasing look on his face.

Tsurukawa Nanami pushed her face aside and said, "I'll wipe Kiyomiya-san's forehead, Mori, you wipe his neck."

"Teacher, Mr. Tsurukawa, I can do it myself, no need to trouble you two!"

Qingmiya Feng quickly pulled the handkerchief out of Tsurukawa Nanami's hand and quickly took two steps back.

With only one teacher, he had no place to put his eyes. If there were two teachers together, he could only choose to look up at the sky. He absolutely - absolutely could not bear it.

"Humph, since you're sweating, I wanted to wipe it for you, but you didn't appreciate it, so forget it."

Shiratori Mori snorted and put the handkerchief he had just taken out of his pocket back into his pocket.

"...I will remember the kindness you have shown me." Qing Gong Feng curled his lips and wiped his neck with a handkerchief. "Teacher Hechuan, the handkerchief is dirty. I will go back and wash it before giving it to you."

"Let me wash it. Kiyomiya has helped the teacher so much, why should I let you wash the handkerchief?" As she said that, Tsurukawa Nanami came closer again.

"It's okay, it's okay. I'll go back and take a shower first. See you later, teachers."

Qing Gong Feng waved his hand quickly and walked out of the room.

For some reason, Qing Gong Feng always felt that the two teachers had become closer to him. Maybe it was because he saw their weak side?

Human emotions are truly amazing.

Thinking about this, Qing Gong Feng walked towards his room holding a handkerchief.

"Nanami Nanami, do you think this kid will take Nanami's handkerchief when he goes back..."

In the room, Shiratori Mori winked at Tsurukawa Nanami.

"what?"

There was a hint of confusion in Tsurukawa Nanami's beautiful eyes.

"That's it, something every teenager does." Shiratori Mori, a health teacher, said this without any ambiguity, "It's masturbation, also known as hand job..."

“Stop, stop, stop!” A few blushes instantly crept onto Tsurukawa Nanami’s face, and she spat slightly, “What are you talking about?! How could Kiyomiya-san do such a thing!?”

"Hey, Nanami, you don't understand. Boys of this age all have fantasies about young and beautiful teachers. Nanami, you are so nice to him..."

"I don't believe it either. Sen, you're talking less and less like a teacher."

In order to hide her embarrassment, Nanami Tsurukawa bent down, opened the suitcase, and took out the things inside one by one.

"Hehe, I'm a health teacher. What's wrong with caring about the physical health of my students?"

"......" Nanami Tsurukawa was speechless for a moment.

"Nanaha wants to know?"

"What do you want to know?"

"It's about the boy's development."

"..." She paused her hand movements and couldn't help but turn her head to look at Shiratori Mori with a strange, shocked look.

"...No, no!" Shiratori Mori had no idea what Tsurukawa Nanami was thinking, she quickly shook her head to deny, "Nana, you forgot that the boy fainted on the day of the opening ceremony, and I was the one who examined him."

Tsurukawa Nanami remembered that because of this incident, she had always believed that Kiyomiya Kaede was in poor health. She also touched his head before the sports festival and touched his abdominal muscles after the sports festival.

"It's hard and well developed." said Shiratori Mori.

Tsurukawa Nanami's body trembled slightly, and she said tenderly: "What are you talking about, Mori!"

"Huh? Nanami, are you thinking wrongly? I was talking about abdominal muscles." Shiratori Mori came over with a smirk on his face.

"... Even abdominal muscles are not allowed. How can a teacher touch a student's place casually?"

Tsurukawa Nanami didn't know whether she was saying this to Shiratori Mori or to herself, and she felt her face getting even hotter.

So the air conditioning temperature in the house was lowered by one degree.

?

After a quick shower, Qingmiya Feng changed into Nanamori's sportswear.

The air conditioner was on in the room, and the temperature was just right for him wearing long sleeves and long pants. He made a video call while drying his hair.

After a few seconds, the call was connected, but to Qingmiya Feng's surprise, it was not Rina who answered the phone.

"Mr. Minister?"

Chiyo Hanayamain, with her usual cold expression, flipped her phone and Kiyomiya Kaede saw Rina and Yuka Hazuki sleeping with their heads against each other.

Turns out he was sleeping... Wait, he seemed to have caught a glimpse of something.

"Isn't this car a bit too big? Minister, please point your phone camera at the back so I can see."

Chiyoko Hanazono did as she was told, and Qingmiya Feng saw several familiar faces again.

Chinatsu Yagyu nodded to him coldly, Shizuko Koike waved cutely, and Hisae Koike smiled gently.

So many people coming at once?!

If Senior Shimizu is also here, then all the girls who are on good terms with me would come here.

hiss--

Qingmiya Feng took a breath and suddenly remembered the person who gave him the most headache - Yukiho.

Of course, if Yukiho didn't use her senior's body and came alone, he would still welcome her. He was just afraid that if several girls were crowded together, it would be like there were powder kegs buried all around them, and the slightest spark would cause an explosion.

Qing Gong Feng swallowed his saliva and asked, "Minister, can you arrive before tonight?"

The front camera without beauty mode does not pose any threat to Chiyoko Hanayamain's appearance. At this time, Chiyoko Hanayamain on the screen is still flawlessly beautiful, and any screenshot can be used as a wallpaper.

She shook her head, her hair flying.