I was in Conan, and after picking up Xiao Ai, I was chased by Hongzi.

The faint smile on Otoi Hiroshi's face was frozen in an instant.

Faced with such a deathly question, the young man retracted his smile, his dark pupils showing pure and serious eyes.

Outside the window, the clouds are clear and the breeze is gentle, the cherry blossoms are flying, and the radio is playing hymns full of youth.

He opened his mouth slightly, and his handsome profile reflected in Koizumi Hongzi's eyes.

"Chasing so-called answers is the stupidest thing in the world."

"But to give an answer right now."

"Koizumi Anko, it's you."

"A magical girl with nothing but beauty and intelligence."

After saying that, Hiroshi Otoi turned his head toward the window, as if he had understood the essence of the world.

"Well..." Koizumi Hongzi paused, "Is this a confession?"

Otoi Hiroshi turned around suddenly and looked into her clear eyes with a very surprised look, "Why do you think so?"

Koizumi Anko crossed her arms and put her hand on her chin: "Is this playing hard to get? It's such a low-level method. It's hard to believe that any woman would be deceived by this."

"Hey, hey, don't over-interpret things there." Hiroshi Otoi lowered his eyes and muttered softly.

"Then let's pretend you don't like me." Koizumi Anko covered the collar of her shirt with one hand and pressed the hem of the pleated skirt with the other hand. "But just because you don't like me, it doesn't mean you don't want to ravage my body."

"To put it bluntly, this is the kind of creature men are."

Otoi Hiroshi suddenly took a breath, the magical girl was so frightened.

"I swear, I am definitely different from those superficial humans." He held out four fingers.

"In the minute you spoke to me, you looked at my legs a total of 33 times." The corners of Koizumi Hongzi's mouth raised slightly, without the slightest hint of a smile.

Otoi Hiroshi saw the word "contempt" on her face.

"In that case," Otoi Hiroshi leaned down and rolled up his thin trouser legs, "I want you to look back."

The exaggerated Achilles tendons are piled up to the lower part of the leg, revealing a different kind of beauty. The thick and curved leg hair shines in the sun.

"Disgusting." She turned her head to the side in disgust.

Don't let Otoi Hiroshi see her reddish cheeks.

"Is there any?" Otoi Hiroshi touched it coquettishly, "I thought girls would like this."

"Don't compare me with those ordinary women who can't think rationally. Men with thick body hair are the most disgusting."

"Yes……"

……

After class, Hiroshi Otoi came to the staff office as scheduled.

Miyuki Miyazaki was sitting there holding a coffee cup with a bear pattern on it and reading the newspaper.

Her long black hair was scattered, her slender legs were crossed casually, and the peaceful attitude of a retiree appeared on her body, which was approaching thirty years old.

"You're here." She put the coffee cup aside and looked up at Otoi Hiroshi.

"Yes, besides you didn't ask me to come." Otoi Hiroshi muttered in a low voice.

"Be serious."

The atmosphere in the air suddenly stagnated, and Otoi Hiroshi could faintly see black mist emerging behind her.

Very murderous.

"Yes!" Otoi Hiroshi immediately stood at attention, his body straight, ready for battle.

"Oh," Miyuki Miyazaki sighed, "Let me tell you, although it is normal for high school students to have different fantasies about women, it is obviously not normal to think about those things during class, right?"

"Class hadn't started yet at that time," Otoi Hiroshi corrected.

"Damalai (shut up)!"

"You brat, I also know about your family background, and your personal achievements are also very good. It would be nice if you had a more correct attitude." Miyuki Miyazaki said with a frown.

Otoi Hiroshi said calmly: "Although judging from the teacher's 28-year-old unmarried age, I am indeed a brat, but that's because you are too old..."

He was referring to Miyuki Miyazaki's overly sophisticated lifestyle and attitude.

There were also cigarette butts scattered in the ashtray.

A long time smoker.

Even compared to gin, it doesn't even come close.

However, before he could finish speaking, the pink iron fist whistled past his ear.

Miyuki Miyazaki kept her punching posture, and a cold light flashed in her eyes: "No one taught you that you shouldn't talk about a woman's age?"

When she took her fist back, Otoi Hiroshi breathed a sigh of relief. He clearly felt that she really wanted to hit her at that moment, but she inexplicably deviated from the direction at the moment of the hit.

Although he would hide even if he was attacked.

He sighed slightly: "I'm really sorry, I'll reorganize it right now..."

While he was talking, he saw Miyuki Miyazaki folding her arms, putting her hand on her chin, and said thoughtfully: "I heard that your skills are quite good, right?"

"Who said that?" Otoi Hiroshi said helplessly.

He has never shown his skills in school. After all, he still enjoys the comfortable school life.

"Kuroba Kaito," Miyuki Miyazaki looked at Hiroshi Otoi seriously, "He said that your skills are quite good and you can win all the awards if you participate in the sports meeting."

"That guy..." Hiroshi Otoi clenched his fists fiercely.

"To be honest, there are not a few students with sports talents in the class, right? Why do I have to attend?" he asked.

"Because," Miyuki Miyazaki sighed like an old man, feeling a sense of vicissitudes of life, "the class that comes first in this sports meeting will get a lot of bonuses for being a teacher."

"Even if there is a bonus, there is no need to be so exaggerated..."

Miyuki Miyazaki immediately rushed in front of him and grabbed his collar: "How can you understand the pain of a social creature? How can my meager salary be enough with the mortgage loan, car loan and daily living expenses!"

"Yes……"

Otoi Hiroshi kept dodging her frightening gaze.

"Don't look reluctant," Miyuki Miyazaki reached out and rubbed Otoi Hiroshi's hair, "Let's do this. If you can help the class get first place, I will agree to you on one condition."

Having his head rubbed by a beautiful teacher in his twenties made Hiroshi Otoi feel a little uncomfortable. He took a step back and looked at her with squinted eyes, "Conditions? Anything is okay?"

"Ah! Anything is fine!" Miyuki Miyazaki frowned, clenched her fists, and there was a hint of coldness in her tone, "You're not thinking of something strange, are you?"

"What are you thinking about?" Hiroshi Otoi tilted his head and blinked, looking cute and cute.

Miyuki Miyazaki took out the cigarette case, shook it slightly, bit the cigarette butt, and then pulled it out, "I hope you didn't think about anything, otherwise I will punch you against the door."

Otoi Hiroshi handed over the lighter sensibly, "This is not what a teacher should say to his students..."

"All in all," she put the cigarette butt between her index and middle fingers and walked slowly to the window, "you are the best student I have ever encountered, and I am looking forward to your performance."

"Don't let me down, Otoi Hiro."

[Question: The train beeps twice in succession. What does this mean? 】

[A. Forward B. Stay C. Reverse D. Failure]