Chapter 2299: Do you want to see?

Chapter 2299: Do you want to see?



That embrace lasted for at least ten minutes before Hayashi-sensei cleared her throat and gently pushed me away. She stood up from the sofa, her cheeks still flushed from our little... interaction. She straightened her lab coat and fixed her glasses, trying to regain her

composure before returning to her desk.

I watched her do all that without moving from the seat, a subtle smile remaining on my lips. She looked back at me, her eyes saying she had enough of my shenanigans for the day.

Well, I got to hold her for that long and she even leaned back on me without any objection. Maybe that's her current limit.

The evidence that she enjoyed it was still on her cheeks. However, perhaps to save face, Hayashi-sensei was quick to regain her composure, as she always did. She sat back down at her desk, looking over some papers or at the screen of her PC as if to distract herself from what just happened.

But well, that just made it more obvious. She enjoyed every second of it, just as much as I did. "Well then, sensei. See you tomorrow. Remember to get some rest," I said with a wink as I stood up from the sofa, leaving Hayashi-sensei to deal with the mess of emotions I had just stirred in her.

"Tomorrow, Onoda-kun," she replied, her voice slightly softer than usual as she tried to regain her professional tone. "And don't forget to work hard on your report about the clubhouse. I'm expecting to see that potato planted soon."

Look at her, she just said earlier she didn't want a potato but with her head muddled, she's now looking forward to it.

"Of course, I'll do that as soon as possible. And sensei, don't worry. I'll make sure it's the best potato you've ever seen," I playfully promised as I headed for the door.

Then as if realizing what she just said, she frantically called out as I was stepping out, "You brat, wait! That's not what I meant!"

I pretended not to hear her and continued on my way out. Her playful protests were like music to my ears, and I couldn't help but chuckle. As I closed the door behind me, I heard her mutter something about "that brat" and "going too far."

I should've taken a photo of her. It would've been priceless.

Going down the stairs, my trip here wasn't over yet, of course.

Ryouko-san noticed my gaze lingering and she looked down at herself, a slight blush creeping up her neck as she twirled once to fully showcase it, "So, what's the verdict? Is everything fine?"

Somehow, if she hadn't brought up that question, I would've already forgotten that she wanted me to check if she wore it properly. I took a deep breath and tried to clear my head. I nodded, "It looks good on you, Ryouko-san. You'll be the most attractive in the pool if you take your tracksuit off."

"Really, now? You won't say Fujii and Miura will also look great, will you?" Ryouko-san asked, reminding me of my girls who would be taking the class today.

Well, I'd say the same thing to them later. They promised to show it to me first so... after I'm done here in this building, I'll be looking for them just for the showcase of their school

swimsuits.

"You got me." I stuck my tongue out playfully, "They'll all look amazing. But you, Ryouko- san, will surely stand out."

"Stop with your flattery," Ryouko-san chuckled as she reached for her tracksuit to put it back

on.

However, as if she remembered something, she paused and moved over to my side, an unusual mischievous smile on her lips.

Understanding what she wanted me to do, I stretched my arms out to pull her down to my lap, my hands landing on her hips. She squealed and blushed which became quite a delightful sound that echoed through the quiet office. Her legs draped over the side of the sofa as her swimsuit-clad body pressed against me.

"Ryouko-san, thank you for this privilege," I silently whispered as my arms tightened around her hips, pulling her in for a kiss.

Her body quivered in response and let out a soft gasp as her arms circled to my nape, pulling me closer as she kissed me back with a passion that was equally as fierce as mine. Our lips moved in tandem while our tongues entwined together as we shared our desire and affection. The taste of her mouth was something that would never cease to be delightful to me, it was like a sweet drug that I couldn't get enough of.

"Don't thank me. If it's you, I don't mind baring it all. But Ruki-kun, you'll be the only one who gets the privilege of seeing my swimsuit in its entirety. I will jump into the pool without taking the tracksuit completely if there's an emergency. It's not of heavy fabric anyway." Ryouko-san whispered back. Her breath was hot and tickling as she leaned into me, her swimsuit-covered breasts pressing against my chest.

Yeah... There's no way I could resist this so much allure.