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The girl standing behind him had long, straight black hair that was still as smooth and shiny as silk, and her well-tailored navy blue school uniform perfectly outlined her full, youthful curves.
However, against her fair skin, the dark circles around her eyes became particularly noticeable, making it clear at a glance that she had not slept well the night before.
With her hands on her hips, Hoshino Saori, instead of showing any signs of fatigue, said with a hint of smugness, "Teacher, I didn't sleep at all last night!"
Staying up all night!
Impressive, right?
Seeing her beaming with pride, Qingze couldn't help but adopt a teacher's tone and reprimand her: "This is nothing to be proud of."
Staying up all night is extremely harmful to your health. Why would you stay up all night when you're perfectly healthy?
"This is a match between Hime and me!"
Saori Hoshino declared confidently, "Let's see who can stay awake the longest!"
To adults, this reasoning sounds ridiculously naive.
But for Saori Hoshino, this was a crucial showdown concerning dignity and victory!
She absolutely cannot lose!
Qingze raised an eyebrow and reminded him, "Don't fall asleep during class later."
"It's okay~"
Saori Hoshino was full of confidence: "I will absolutely not give up until she admits defeat and goes to sleep!"
The implication is that as soon as Yatohime falls asleep, she will immediately fall asleep as well.
Qingze said irritably, "Don't be so reckless next time. Staying up all night is bad for your health."
"Okay, okay, teacher, you're so long-winded~"
Hoshino Saori wrinkled her small nose, her smugness growing stronger. "You're actually envious that I can stay up all night with so much energy, aren't you?"
Hehe~"
She didn't give Qingze a chance to continue nagging, waved her hand, and ran off lightly, saying, "I'm going to the club building now, see you~"
Qingze opened his mouth, but ultimately shook his head helplessly and swallowed his words.
Envious of those who stay up all night?
He thought about it and realized that perhaps deep down there was indeed a trace of nostalgia.
Even though his physical condition was good enough to last all night after he put on the suit, his adult mindset made it difficult for him to spend the whole night in an internet cafe without any burden, just like when he was a teenager, to play games or watch anime and squander his youthful energy.
With a touch of nostalgia for the past, he turned and walked into the teaching building.
He changed into indoor shoes in the shoe cabinet area and went up the stairs to the sixth floor.
Standing in front of the principal's office, he knocked on the door and said directly, "Chizuru, I'm coming in."
As he spoke, he turned the doorknob and pushed the door open to enter.
Outside the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, the towering buildings of Shinjuku Ward outline a bustling skyline.
Inside the window, a yoga mat was laid out on the floor in front of the desk, and Chizuru Tsukishima was lying on it.
She stretched her arms out to the sides, her two plump and fleshy legs pointing straight up.
From her delicate feet to her calves, everything was covered in sheer black stockings.
Her thighs were tightly bound by black, spiderweb-patterned athletic shorts, the semi-transparent mesh design revealing glimpses of her fair skin underneath, adding a touch of alluring temptation.
Qingze watched as the two legs crossed and intertwined nimbly in the air, as if performing a silent contortionist dance, before suddenly separating and pressing themselves tightly against the yoga mat.
Her body was stretched into a perfect "工" shape, showcasing her amazing flexibility.
Qingze closed the door behind him and said calmly, "It's time to eat."
"Hmm~"
Chizuru Tsukishima let out a lazy and charming nasal sound, and began to turn to the side with an extremely slow movement, then slowly supported her upper body with her arms.
Throughout the process, she seemed to be intentionally or unintentionally stretching and twisting her body to the fullest extent, showcasing her proud S-shaped curves.
Qingze's gaze lingered on her for a moment before he took out a prepared lunchbox from his briefcase.
Chapter 109 Good Teachers Are Rewarded
Chizuru Tsukishima gracefully lifted the lid of the bento box.
Today's breakfast was as lavish as ever, making my mouth water.
The teriyaki chicken breast is grilled to a tempting caramel color, with a honey-colored sheen on the surface, while the thick omelet is perfectly golden brown, with distinct layers.
The round salmon rice ball is cleverly sprinkled with a few black sesame seeds, and is accompanied by a small bunch of bright green cold spinach.
She glanced at Qingze sitting beside her, her voice so soft and seductive it could melt your heart: "Darling~"
"Being able to eat breakfast prepared by you every morning makes me feel like the happiest woman in the world!"
“Happiness isn’t just about talking,” Qingze said with a smile, his hand naturally resting on her thigh, his fingertips feeling the unique texture of the fabric. “It takes real action.”
The black spiderweb patterned athletic shorts have a striking visual effect, but once you touch them, you'll find that the raised spiderweb pattern is far less soft and comfortable than plain, unpatterned athletic shorts.
Chizuru Tsukishima gave him a playful glare, but instead of moving away, she leaned closer and said, "Well... I'll tell you a secret as a reward~"
"I don't see that your bra size has increased."
Qingze deliberately let his gaze fall on the proud curves of her chest.
Judging from his experienced eye, the size had not changed at all.
"Disgusting~"
Chizuru Tsukishima playfully patted his shoulder, "The secret I'm talking about is insider information that ordinary people would never have access to."
She paused, then said with a hint of seriousness, "It's about foxes."
Someone on the dark web offered an astonishing $10 million bounty for his head.
I heard that many real estate agents have taken on this job and are sending people over.
"Huh? Such a thing actually happened?"
Qingze perfectly displayed a surprised expression, acting as a competent listener and encouraging her to continue.
Chizuru Tsukishima enjoyed the feeling of being informed of high-level information.
In her view, the ability to access information that is inaccessible to ordinary people is itself a symbol of power.
Ordinary netizens, at most, chat online about superficial news.
It's rare to find someone like her who can discuss such crucial inside information with others.
She was eager to share these messages with Qingze, hoping to ignite his desire for power.
Chizuru Tsukishima picked up a salmon rice ball, took a small bite, and continued, "The reason the fox has such a high bounty is because he messed with someone he shouldn't have."
Actually, given his reckless style of behavior, he was bound to run into a tough opponent sooner or later; it's just that I didn't expect it to happen so quickly.
"Who is that person?"
"It's highly likely that the chairman of Otani Pharmaceuticals, Masashi Otani, and his only surviving son, Ryusuke Otani, were killed by Fox last Saturday night."
Chizuru Tsukishima put down the rice ball and picked up a piece of chicken breast. "That old man is said to be so angry he's almost gone mad."
I heard he contacted Sasaki Yu yesterday and, through his network, posted the multi-million dollar bounty on the dark web.
"Oh."
Qingze's face showed a look of sudden realization, but his heart remained calm.
Although Masashi Ohtani may see him as a thorn in his side and wish he could tear him to pieces.
But so what?
In Qingze's eyes, that was just an insignificant little guy, and whether or not to get rid of him depended entirely on whether it was convenient or not.
Chizuru Tsukishima said with a hint of emotion, "It seems that this fox's days are numbered."
Both the legitimate and criminal worlds are now doing their utmost to track him down.
I've even heard that the CIA has started taking action.
The related betting pool has already opened, with bets on whether Fox can survive this month.
Currently, the percentage of those who bet he won't survive is as high as 83%.
Upon hearing this news, Qingze asked with concern, "Qianhe, you didn't place a bet too, did you?"
"No, I never make that kind of money."
Chizuru Tsukishima decisively shook her head.
She enjoys gambling big in the political arena, but has little interest in pure money gambling.
Because she knew very well that in gambling, the winner is always the house.
But political gambling is different; if she wins, she can win everything.
Qingze secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
He was genuinely afraid that Tsukishima Chizuru might impulsively bet heavily on "Fox" not surviving more than a month.
Chizuru Tsukishima keenly noticed his subtle change in emotion, a hint of doubt flashing in her eyes as she asked, "You seemed a little nervous just now?"
"I'm just worried that you'll develop a gambling addiction."
Qingze smiled to cover it up, and his hand began to move upwards, trying to divert her attention with intimate gestures.
This trick really worked.
Chizuru Tsukishima lightly slapped his wrist away, saying coquettishly, "If you're not going to do it, don't move around~"
"hehe."
Qingze chuckled softly, readily resting his head on her fragrant shoulder, his nose filled with her unique and rich scent. He enjoyed this warm intimacy while continuing their previous conversation.
Only after Chizuru Tsukishima elegantly finished eating all the food in her bento box did Aozawa get up and leave the principal's office.
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