Shizuka Hiratsuka: Did Someone Put Something in My Drink?

He came out of the bedroom dressed, and from this angle, you could see a figure leaning against the sofa.

He assumed Hiratsuka Shizuka was asleep on the sofa and felt admiration for the self-control of this older single woman.

The die was cast, yet she managed to hold back.

He's ruthless!

Fushimi Makoto was about to get a blanket to cover Hiratsuka Shizuka so she wouldn't catch a cold when he turned around and saw that the guest room door was half open.

Although the lights were off, he could still vaguely see a figure on the bed using the light from the living room, with the blankets rolled up in a ball.

Is Teacher Matsukaze not in the bathroom?

Fushimi Makoto glanced at the bathroom and, sure enough, the door was open and the light was off.

He thought for a moment and decided to go to the guest room to check on Matsukaze Mayu's condition first.

However, he didn't know that Matsukaze Mayu had been waiting in the bathroom for a while, and when he didn't come to find her, she simply took care of it herself.

Although Matsukaze Mayu didn't feel particularly comfortable, she was at least a little more relaxed. As the alcohol started to take effect, she came out of the bathroom and, seeing that no one was in the living room, originally intended to rest on the sofa.

But under the influence of alcohol, she eventually drifted off to sleep.

From Fushimi Makoto's perspective, he couldn't see the side of the sofa because he had personally seen Hiratsuka Shizuka resting on it, so he assumed that the figure on the sofa was Hiratsuka Shizuka.

Furthermore, the situation in the guest room had drawn all his attention, so he decided to find a blanket for Hiratsuka Shizuka later and walked into the guest room with the door slightly ajar.

He had barely stepped into the guest room when he heard a series of very low, heavy breathing sounds.

This made him a little embarrassed, as he had been held back by Ichika earlier, which resulted in Matsukaze Mayu having to solve the problem alone.

He didn't bother to conceal his footsteps this time, and walked right up to the bedside without the other person noticing him.

The other party is clearly in a frenzy...

But when Fushimi Makoto to check on Matsukaze Mayu's condition, the figure on the bed suddenly turned around.

In that instant, an alarm bell rang in Fushimi Makoto's mind.

Because when the person on the bed turns over, the blanket also turns.

The pleasant perfume scent that wafted out when the blanket was lifted was clearly not the one Matsukaze Mayu usually wore!

The moment the two came face to face, Fushimi Makoto's deepest suspicions were confirmed.

The person lying on the bed was none other than Hiratsuka Shizuka.

But that's not the point.

The key point is that her face was flushed abnormally, her eyes were glazed and beautiful, her breathing was disordered and rapid, and her forehead, neck and face were covered with beads of sweat, even her hair was wet.

Her women's blazer was nowhere to be found; she was now only wearing a dark long-sleeved shirt, which had already been lifted up.

Her black trousers were laid out beside her, perfectly showcasing her shapely and shapely legs, which she usually hid. They were long, straight, and accentuated her exaggerated figure as a mature woman.

Fushimi Makoto recalled a phrase that was often used for jokes online, "I think the lady next to me is still quite charming."

With Hiratsuka Shizuka's mature figure, she is certainly more than just someone who retains her charm.

She exudes an irresistible charm.

Fushimi Makoto realized he had misjudged the situation and was trying to salvage it when, unexpectedly, Hiratsuka Shizuka, with a dazed look in her eyes, reached out to him.

The next moment, Hiratsuka Shizuka grabbed his collar. It was unclear where this woman got the strength, but she was able to drag Fushimi Makoto over in this state.

Although Fushimi Makoto was completely unprepared for Hiratsuka Shizuka, he was able to be dragged away so easily without much effort.

However, the power that Hiratsuka Shizuka's slender arm unleashed truly Fushimi Makoto of that famous meme: Shizuka's Iron Fist.

In a flash, Fushimi Makoto was enveloped by the alluring scent emanating from Hiratsuka Shizuka, and at the same time, he was pulled into her arms.

Things always take unexpected turns; one second everything is fine, and the next it's on the highway.

The risks inside the guest room were far greater than in the bedroom, so he had no choice but to call out, "Teacher Hiratsuka..."

Before he could finish speaking, the woman, her eyes glazed over, wrapped her arms around his waist and kissed him forcefully.

Is this a sign of repression?

No, it must be because they've been suppressing their feelings for too long.

Fushimi Makoto recalled her dismal record of repeatedly failing in matchmaking attempts, ultimately remaining unmarried.

The sudden kiss lasted less than two seconds. Hiratsuka Shizuka to have a sudden jolt in her head and abruptly pushed Fushimi Makoto.

With the help of the living room light, Fushimi Makoto saw her terrified face.

"Are you awake?" Fushimi Makoto asked calmly.

The flame still burned in Hiratsuka Shizuka's eyes, but her mind was only half-awake. She stammered, "Um, I just..."

"I know you didn't do it on purpose." Fushimi Makoto nodded.

Seeing how composed Fushimi Makoto, she breathed a sigh of relief.

But when she thought about her crazy behavior just now, she felt not only intense shame, but also an overwhelming sense of guilt.

I'm sorry, Yukino!

In her mind, the boy in front of her must be Yukino's lover.

But I actually did such a thing!

Just as she was too ashamed to look up, Fushimi Makoto's voice came. "While I understand how you feel right now, I think it would be better if you put your clothes on first."

Hiratsuka Shizuka was stunned.

She then realized that she had been so focused on venting her emotions that she had completely forgotten that she was practically naked.

"You, you turn around first..."

After speaking, Hiratsuka Shizuka quickly reached out, trying to pull the blanket over herself.

However, as soon as she reached out, she touched the damp sheets.

This made her even more embarrassed.

Fushimi Makoto got out of bed and continued in a calm voice, "Don't worry, I'll keep it a secret."

Hiratsuka Shizuka's eyes trembled violently. She hid herself under the covers and said guiltily, "I'm sorry, I..."

"Please don't think about anything else for now. Guest rooms are meant for guests to rest. Now that you're here, you're a guest."

"... Thanks."

Upon Fushimi Makoto walked straight to the door.

Just as he was about to close the door and leave, Hiratsuka Shizuka's embarrassed voice came. "Fushimi, that kiss just now..."

Fushimi Makoto suddenly turned around and said, "I will remember."

Hiratsuka Shizuka: "???"

No, I just want you to forget about it!

That was my first kiss!

Sorry, I need to take a day off.

My condition is terrible. I completely got stuck after writing the chapter this morning. Sorry, I'll try to adjust myself today.

As usual, I owe two chapters, and I'll try to make up for them in the next few days.

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Chapter 114 Hiratsuka Shizuka: Did I put something in my drink?

When Fushimi Makoto came out of the guest room, the image of Hiratsuka Shizuka, with her face flushed and clothes disheveled, was still echoing in his mind.

It's really hard to forget something in such a short time.

The main Hiratsuka Shizuka's charming and alluring appearance just now was something he had never seen before.

The two images, when compared side by side, immediately present a stark contrast.

She seemed to have been suppressing her feelings for too long. Stimulated by Nino Divine Power, even though she could clearly see Fushimi Makoto, she still involuntarily reached out her hand.

In a moment of impulsiveness, she kissed him.

Fushimi Makoto felt that Hiratsuka Shizuka's state just now was a bit like a pine-fired landmine. You don't want to put your foot on it, but once you put your foot on it, you don't want to move your foot away.

Under such psychological and emotional pressure, she ultimately made a decision that violated... no, it was a decision that disqualified her.

Fushimi Makoto walked to the sofa, glanced at Matsukaze Mayu who was already asleep, and simply went over, bent down, and carefully carried her on his back.

At the same time, the guest room door opened, and Hiratsuka Shizuka walked out with a flushed face.

She glanced quickly at Fushimi Makoto's group, then averted her gaze, awkwardly trying to start a conversation. "Is Mayu asleep?"

Fushimi Makoto nodded.

Hiratsuka Shizuka still didn't dare look at him. "Mayu only had one beer today, but she probably doesn't drink much, so she fell asleep quickly after the alcohol took effect."

"I guessed so. Okay, let's go over there."

Fushimi Makoto knew that Hiratsuka Shizuka was in an awkward situation, so he didn't say much and walked out with Matsukaze Mayu on his back.

As for the key to Matsukaze Mayu's house, that's a minor issue.

Fushimi Makoto had already been completely honest with her and knew that her key was hidden in a secret compartment of her handbag.

The two left one after the other, with Fushimi Makoto Hiratsuka Shizuka's embarrassment.

Just as he opened the door to Matsukaze Mayu's house and was about to help her change her shoes, Hiratsuka Shizuka asked from behind, "Fushimi, I have a question for you."

"Ask again later," Fushimi Makoto said.

Hiratsuka Shizuka nodded instinctively, then realized she felt particularly guilty and became even more embarrassed.

She and Fushimi Makoto had met many times before and chatted together, but their interactions had never been like this: he was composed, and she was timid.

Given their status and age, the situation should be reversed.

Although Hiratsuka Shizuka realized her embarrassment, she truly had no confidence at all.

She was even thinking that she was only wearing a long-sleeved shirt that had been rolled up, and that Fushimi could definitely see her naked with the help of the living room light.

This is equivalent to showing him everything, yet not having the confidence to condemn him.

After all, he brought this unexpected incident upon himself.

I also stained his sheets...

Hiratsuka Shizuka didn't dare to imagine what Fushimi Makoto's feelings were when he was tidying up the guest rooms.

Fushimi Makoto carried Matsukaze Mayu into her bedroom. Just as he moved her onto the bed, he suddenly heard her previously steady breathing become erratic.

Um?

Is she pretending to be asleep?

No, he must have woken up halfway through.

Fushimi Makoto had just picked up the blanket, quickly looked up and, Matsukaze Mayu's beautiful eyes.

She even put a finger to her lips as a shushing gesture.

Fushimi Makoto glanced at the half-open door and asked in a low voice, "When did you wake up?"

"When you opened the door just now," Matsukaze Mayu said apologetically.

But as soon as she finished speaking, she reached out and tugged at Fushimi Makoto's sleeve, her face flushed as she blinked her eyes. "Can you stay later?"

Fushimi Makoto understood immediately.

She wanted to gain more practical experience.

Fushimi Makoto emphasized the key point. "Teacher Hiratsuka will also rest here with you."

"She usually sleeps in the guest room," Matsukaze Mayu's voice trailed off.

She was clearly embarrassed herself; she was now Fushimi Makoto how to eat herself without any risk.

"I understand. I'll go get my shoes first." Fushimi Makoto turned and left.