Chapter 165: Night of the Rain Palace, the Demon King's Bewitchment
Dense dark clouds suppressed the sky overhead, the sultry air clung to the skin, and everything that could be seen and felt by the body was completely depressing.
Shiori Shinohara stood quietly at the door of the outer wall of Tetsufumi Hirakawa's house, her face cold.
Presumably whoever she is in can see that her mood at the moment must be quite bad.
Maybe it's too bad to describe.
The person you care about is in the house behind you, and you get along with another person of the opposite sex. There was nothing she could do and she was forced to leave.
Moreover, the two teachers are still so absent in front of the students, what is it like when the two of them are alone?
Shiori Shinohara turned around and looked at the closed door, feeling like a cloud of heavy rain.
Now, it only takes a little stimulation to brew a storm.
Emotions are already on the edge of a runaway line.
It just so happens that the night of Amamiya next to me is such a stimulating point.
Completely different from her bad mood, the girl's mood is enough to describe as happy.
This kind of pleasure, in the eyes of Miss Shinohara-sama at this moment, is simply an eyesore.
She couldn't help but ruffle her long hair, looking at the night of the rainy palace, her emotions naturally vented, and her tone was so cold that she seemed to be able to see the condensed frost.
"Amamiya-san, what the hell are you thinking here? Obviously you're too- what right do you have to laugh at me? I don't believe it, you don't care at all. β
Amamiya glanced back at her, retracting the pleasure at the corners of her mouth.
"Shinohara-san, why do I have to care?"
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It's not pretending, it's not pretending to be calm, it's just completely uncaring.
"Don't care? Why? β
As for why?
Amamiya was dismissive to answer.
Because all earthly connections will eventually pass away, and only contracts will be eternal.
The eternal covenant binds her to him, and nothing can be severed.
Of course, mortals can't understand her thoughts, but it doesn't matter, the secret soul doesn't need to be witnessed by too many people, as long as Hirakawa-sensei can understand it.
She didn't have to explain it to Shiori Shinohara.
She ignored Shiori Shinohara's question, a harmless smile on her childish face, but the mockery in her words couldn't be more obvious.
"Shinohara-san, keeping a long distance, watching Mr. Hirakawa get intimate with others, may I ask, how do you feel in your heart?"
"You-" Shiori Shinohara's face turned even colder, and she took a deep breath, "Amamiya-san, let me remind you that I'm in a bad mood right now. β
"Of course I do."
The corners of Amamiya's mouth didn't bend, but the mocking gesture could be seen no matter what.
"That's what you call distancing."
Shiori Shinohara couldn't hold back anymore in the face of repeated provocations, and her cold gaze was like a carving knife, slicing across Amamiyaya's immature face.
However, Amamiya knew that this eldest lady had always been just bluffing, and the false momentum could not scare anyone at all.
Her posture was not affected at all.
"When Shinohara-san reminded me to hold my distance, I said it before, and your idea is too naΓ―ve."
After all, it's the naΓ―ve eldest lady.
"Keep your distance, thinking that after graduation, Shinohara-san must think like this, right?"
"But have you ever wondered? Always keep a distance from a student, and in the eyes of Mr. Hiragakawa, you are a student, that's all. β
"So, why do you think that after graduation, Hirakawa-sensei will suddenly realize your existence?"
"......" Shiori Shinohara's momentum was collected.
Amamiya glanced at her.
"After all, you are one of the dozens of students of Mr. Hirakawa, and in terms of relationship, it is very ordinary."
"Ordinary students are students, and in two years they will be students."
"It's not rightβ"
Amamiya shook his head lightly, in a very serious tone.
"In two years, I will become a former student."
"Former students, nothing."
"Mr. Hirakawa will have a new class of students, and then, what about you?"
"I'm looking forward to graduating and seeing opportunities, naΓ―ve thoughts."
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Shiori Shinohara listened to Amamiyaya's words in her ears, and although her heart was shaken, she still retorted with a cold face.
"So what?"
Amamiya didn't react, but she could already see her wavering.
She continued to lead.
"Even if the above is not true, Shinohara-san, you can indeed seize the opportunity after graduation."
"But have you ever wondered if Mr. Hirakawa will give you time?"
"In two years, anything can change,"
Amamiya pointed to Tetsufumi Hirakawa's closed door with her eyes.
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Shiori Shinohara was speechless.
She had thought about this kind of thing, but what could she do?
The relationship between teachers and students, she is destined to do nothing.
And Amamiya Night has already seen victory.
Facing Shiori Shinohara, who was staring at Shiori Shinohara's place at the moment, she smiled, a little closer to Shiori Shinohara's ear, and her tone was low, with a certain mysterious aura, like-
The demon king who bewitched the fall of mankind.
Well, yes, she is.
"Also, Shinohara-san, have you noticed that between Mr. Hirakawa and you, it seems that there is nothing but the matter of the wind club."
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Shiori Shinohara remembered that just now, Mr. Hirakawa was going to tell her about the wind club.
"Right? In addition to the wind club, it is the wind club. β
"What about anything else?"
"You don't think that you can achieve your goal just by relying on the wind club, do you?"
"Of course, the distance is well maintained, and Mr. Hirakawa will only think that you are an excellent student and will not want to go anywhere else. However, this seems to be the complete opposite of your purpose. β
"Shinohara-san, your idea was wrong from the beginning and doomed to failure."
"If you really want to get results, you have to make changes."
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In the soft whisper of the demon king, Shiori Shinohara finally moved after a long silence, she hesitated, hesitated, lowered her arrogant head, and responded to Amamiya Night.
"How...... Change? β
A smile of victory emerges from Amamiya Night.
She stood on tiptoe and whispered a word in Shiori Shinohara's ear.
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The bewitchment from the demon king finally made this eldest lady sink.
Shiori Shinohara bit her lip and stared at Amamiya Night.
After a long time.
"Why are you telling me this?"
Amamiya didn't respond to her.
She turned and walked away. Footsteps walked away along the wet ground.
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It wasn't until Shiori Shinohara had disappeared behind her, and it wasn't until no one could hear her that Amamiya said a word to herself.
"I think it's perfect for Shinohara-san to test Mr. Hirakawa's reaction."
"Uh-huh."
Nodding in satisfaction.