Afternoon Tea with the Principal

There are less than two weeks left until summer vacation.

Principal's Office.

"Hmm~ Osmanthus dew goes quite well with cake."

At this moment, Roccia was enjoying her afternoon tea in her office. On the coffee table sat a plate of half-eaten cream cake and a cup of osmanthus syrup.

This time, the television screen in front of me didn't show any historical dramas, but rather the currently popular tokusatsu series.

At this moment, the Calamity King and Dawn were engaged in a passionate, hand-to-hand combat, while Roccia was enjoying her cake and osmanthus syrup with great relish.

Just then, there was a knock on the office door.

"Please come in," Roccia said gently.

With a click, the door opened, Xiao Ling instantly entered the office with a Thomas Flair, then immediately closed the door.

"Principal, why are you looking for me at this time?" Xiao Ling asked Roccia, who was sitting on the sofa.

"Don't worry, it's nothing serious. I just wanted to have afternoon tea with you." Roccia smiled and invited Xiao Ling, "The cake and osmanthus syrup are ready, would you like to try some?"

"The principal highly recommends it? Then I'll definitely give it a try."

Xiao Ling didn't stand on ceremony; he sat down next to Roccia with an air of nonchalance, picked up a fork, scooped a spoonful of cake, and put it in his mouth.

"Mmm~ It's delicious. Roccia, where did you find such a wonderful dessert?"

"A female student recommended it to me," Roccia nodded. "She was so enthusiastic about it that I was curious about what kind of cake she was promoting so energetically."

"This cake is really good," Xiao Ling agreed. "Although it's a little worse than the cake shop where I learned to bake before, it's still quite unique."

"Take me there sometime?" Roccia requested. "I'm really curious to see just how delicious your cakes are."

"Okay, it's a deal."

"Um."

The two enjoyed afternoon tea while watching the Calamity King spin his top, occasionally discussing the plot, and seemed to be having a very pleasant time.

"Speaking of which, why do you have a TV in your office?" Xiao Ling asked, puzzled. "I know the principal has a lot of power, but this is a bit illogical."

"Well, that's a secret," Roccia chuckled. "But your leaders here are quite easy to talk to, much better than those high-ranking officials from the Deep Sky Collective."

Seeing this, Xiao Ling stopped asking questions and continued to watch the plot unfold on television with Roccia.

He was engrossed in the story when he suddenly felt a weight on his thigh.

Xiao Ling turned to stare at Roccia and found that she was looking at him with amusement. The weight on his legs was because Roccia had placed her long legs on top of Xiao Ling's thighs.

"Principal, what's going on...?"

"It's nothing, I just feel more comfortable sitting like this."

Looking at Roccia's sly smile, Xiao Ling couldn't help but chuckle inwardly.

Honestly, if he hadn't already become a virgin, he might have blushed at Roccia's bold move.

But now, you're the challenger, Headmaster.

Then Roccia felt a pair of strong hands cover her thighs and begin to gently knead them.

"You can give massages?" Roccia in surprise.

"I know a little."

(It looks like a massage, but it's actually just oil manipulation.)

To be honest, the principal's legs are absolutely top-notch. There's a saying, "Her legs aren't just legs, they're like the spring waters of the Seine."

However, if you were to get kicked in the face by that long leg, that would truly be a physical blessing.

Xiao Ling controlled his strength very well, and before long Roccia closed her eyes comfortably, looking just like a blue-furred kitten that had been petted.

Seeing this, Xiao Ling's mind suddenly became active. He had been controlled by Roccia before, and this time he was determined to turn the tables.

Suddenly, while enjoying her massage, Roccia felt something tickle the sole of her foot and let out a strange "ee" sound.

She glared at Xiao Ling with resentment, as if questioning him about whether he had done it.

"What's wrong, Principal? Is there anything you're not satisfied with regarding my massage service?" Xiao Ling asked with a mischievous glint in her eyes.

"Keep your hands to yourself and don't move around," Roccia said with a hint of annoyance.

"Okay, okay," Xiao Ling replied perfunctorily.

Roccia thought that after this reminder, Xiao Ling would at least behave himself, but...

"What are you doing with your hands?" Roccia a forced smile.

She could clearly feel Xiao Ling's left hand wandering restlessly over her thigh, and even subtly moving inwards.

As you know, the principal, being a completely inexperienced young woman with no romantic experience, is still somewhat unable to accept such provocative and intimate actions.

But as the principal, she couldn't very well tell a young girl in a coquettish tone, "Don't do that," or her image as a principal would be ruined.

Looking at Roccia's forced smile, Xiao Ling could tell at a glance that this old virgin was more embarrassed than angry. Based on his understanding of Roccia, if his behavior had truly crossed her line, then he should rightfully take a kick.

However, for Hajiling, that was not a punishment, but a reward.

"It's just a massage, don't mind it. Sometimes it's normal to accidentally touch places you shouldn't," Xiao Ling said with a grin.

Roccia didn't believe that nonsense at all; this kid was just trying to take advantage of her!

But her reminder wasn't entirely out of shyness; it was because the urge to push Hajiling had returned.

To use a more apt analogy, Hajiling is now like a tempting little cake; with just a little effort from Roccia, Xiao Ling has no choice but to obediently submit.

But no, Roccia, your teaching certificate! Think about your teaching certificate!

"I'm not pressing anymore," Roccia said, pulling her leg back.

"That won't do, Principal, the service isn't over yet!" Xiao Ling said slyly, while using a bit of force to firmly fix the other person's legs in place.

You're clearly taking advantage of me!

"Since you've already figured it out, then I'll be straightforward about it~"

"No way!"

And so, in this office that was neither too big nor too small, the two began to wrestle.

Oh, don't get me wrong, it's just a simple dispute over ownership of a leg, don't make unfounded connections.

Although Xiao Ling's physique had been greatly enhanced, it was still no match for Roccia, the true Solaris superhuman, and she was subdued in just a few moves.

"Didn't anyone tell you that subordinates can't kiss their superiors?" Roccia looked at Xiao Ling, whom she had pinned down on the sofa, and said with considerable displeasure.

"We're teacher and student, not superior and subordinate, so this rule doesn't apply to us," Xiao Ling said with a calm smile. "Besides, that's not how you use that phrase either."

"In short, your behavior is wrong. I am your teacher and you are your student; this kind of relationship is forbidden..."

Roccia didn't know how Xiao Ling was feeling, but she herself was already feeling a burning desire within her, as if a fire was burning inside her.

Therefore, it's best to stop there and then find an excuse to ask the other person to leave, so you can at least save face.

As a result, Xiao Ling's next move was something Roccia never expected.

He not only ignored his own warnings, but also tugged at the corner of his mouth as if in mockery.

"I'm telling you, Roccia, after being an adult for so long, shouldn't you let yourself be a girl once in a while?"

Xiao Ling's words and doting gaze shattered the psychological defenses that Roccia had painstakingly built up for herself, like a heavy hammer blow.

Anyway, hardly anyone comes to this office on weekdays... so it's okay to indulge myself once in a while, right?

As Xiao Ling left the principal's office, she was still savoring the moment.

The disheveled clothes and the faint lip print on her neck testified to the intensity of the battle that had just taken place.

At least aside from that kind of thing, they've basically done everything they could.

Unfortunately, the principal lacks experience, and his skills will need to be developed gradually over time.

In the principal's office, just a door away, Roccia sat leaning against the door, lost in thought.

As reason gradually returned, Roccia realized what she had done, her cheeks suddenly flushed red, and she buried her head in her knees.

"Waaah..." The usually composed headmaster let out a cute whimper.

Sister Yue, don't blame me, your son is just too skilled, I can hardly handle him anymore...

Teacher's Qualification: Kids, why am I glowing? Am I evolving into Ultraman?