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Realizing this, Kitahara Hakuba's ears felt a little hot.

"I went to bed quite late last night." Kitahara Hakuba forced himself to calm down.

At this moment, Saito Harutori, with her chin resting on her hand and her face flushed, looked at him and said, "Because Shinomiya-sensei came back yesterday, right?"

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As soon as she said that, both Kawai Sakurako and Amemori checked their eyes in unison before realizing what she meant, their faces turning slightly red.

"Uh-yes, that's true." Sakurako Yukawa awkwardly raised her hand and scratched her cheek, laughing.

What's so great about that?

Yu Shou looked somewhat disappointed, and even his pen-holding movements seemed unfocused, with the pen tip wobbling on the draft paper.

Meanwhile, Yuka Isomoto, standing next to her, had a flushed face and kept her head down, writing math problems.

But she only wrote down some formulas and then never touched them again.

Kitahara Hakuba knew why, because her heart was elsewhere, under the fireplace table.

He then realized that the girl who had teamed up with Saito Harutori was Isomoto Yuka, the innocent girl who would deliver Aomori local specialties to him in the middle of the night.

Kitahara Hakuba Fangfang never expected that such an obedient child as Isomoto Yuka would do such a thing with Saito Haruka.

In her own hands, one was Yuka's foot, while her other hand was learning from Saito Haruka's foot.

Yuka was still dragged into the mess by Saito Haruka.

Why is this so?

Was it his fault?

Thinking about this, Kitahara Hakuba felt a little disappointed.

Shouldn't he have made Yuka break off her relationship with Saito Haruka back then?

In this way, Yuka Isomoto will always remain that innocent and naive girl from Aomori, the girl who would smile and tell him, "Work hard, keep moving forward."

However, the situation under the kotatsu prevented Kitahara Hakuba from feeling truly disappointed.

The two of them had already formed a silent understanding at this moment, and the other girls had no idea what the two of them were doing under the table.

"Teacher Kitahara?"

Seeing that his expression was a little off, Yukawa Sakurako quickly said,

"Are you really alright? Why don't you go to bed and rest for a while?"

"It's nothing, it's just a little hot."

Now that things have come to this, Kitahara Hakuba no longer dares to stand up.

"Can you turn the air conditioning down a bit?" Saito Harutori picked up the remote control on the table and adjusted the room temperature to 29 degrees Celsius.

Immediately afterward, she stood up, and at the same time, Kitahara Hakuba noticed that two legs were indeed missing from under the kotatsu table.

"I'm going downstairs to buy some drinks. What would you like to drink?" Saito Harutori said with a smile.

"Strawberry milk is fine."

Everyone seems to be drinking the same beverage; it looks like the high school girls at Shenxu High School have been completely dominated by strawberry milk.

"Yuxiang, come with me? It's quite lonely going alone."

Saito Haruka's hands touched Isomoto Yuka's shoulders, and Isomoto Yuka, who was still trying, trembled and pulled her feet back in fright, pulling her socks that had slipped down a bit.

"Yes." She nodded, blushing.

Kitahara Hakuba finally had a chance to catch his breath; he could no longer stay here.

If he likes being treated this way, then he can stay. Perhaps this is the message that Saito Haruki wants to convey.

If you like it, Kitahara-sensei, then stay. Yuka and I will continue to work hard. If you don't want to, and I don't want to be discovered by others, you can leave now.

"This girl is truly up to no good," Kitahara Hakuba thought to himself.

Kitahara Hakuba raised his hand to his forehead, and when he looked up, he saw that Amemori was also blushing.

But unlike Yuka Isomoto, who blushes when she does something wrong, she is simply shy.

Apartment building.

As soon as I stepped out of the room, a cold wind carrying a fine drizzle fell on the corridor, which had no glass partitions.

In the stairwell, the girl following behind spoke.

"Sunny Bird, what should we do?"

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Yuka Isomoto gripped the hem of her clothes tightly with both hands, her gaze fixed on the rain-soaked ground, her cheeks burning as if scorched by fire.

Saito Harutori turned around, a faint smile on her face, and said:

"Didn't we do a great job? It was the two of us."

Yuka Isomoto's lips parted, as if she wanted to say something, but a lump formed in her throat, and she finally raised her eyebrows, her eyes filled with regret and self-reproach:

"No, no, I can't do this to him. He's already found out I did it... I..."

The girl's shoulders trembled slightly, and every subtle movement she made spoke of the shame and regret in her heart.

Perhaps in Kitahara-sensei's mind, she had completely become a degenerate bad girl.

"It's okay, it's okay."

Saito Haruka climbed two steps, then reached out her warm hands to touch Isomoto Yuka's face. Her fingers were long and soft, and her movements were gentle and restrained.

"Teacher Kitahara will be very happy. And Yuka, didn't you say you hoped that Teacher Kitahara would still remember you after he left? It's okay, everything will be okay."

Yuka Isomoto stared directly into her amber eyes, her breathing becoming somewhat rapid, a hint of shyness and resentment in her eyes.

"I've come to understand Kitahara-sensei a little better now."

Saito Haruka ran her fingers through the bangs on Isomoto Yuka's forehead and whispered,

"Yuxiang, don't rush or be afraid. Let's continue doing what we're doing. Let him choose what he should do, okay? I'll be with you."

Hiroka Isomoto swallowed hard; the heat lingered on her feet, which were encased in loafers.

Seeing that she was too ashamed to speak, Saito Haruka continued:

What do you think?

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feel?"

"Hmm, why do you think he didn't say it?"

A gust of cold wind swept over her, and Yuka Isomoto couldn't help but shrink back, her brows furrowed tightly as she bit her lower lip and said:

"Because he cares about us, he doesn't want us to embarrass ourselves in front of Sakura and the others, but we actually took advantage of Kitahara-sensei's kindness to do this kind of thing."

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Overwhelmed by shame, she even considered chopping off her own feet and crawling home.

"No, no."

Seeing that she was almost bursting into tears of regret, Saito Harutori's eyes narrowed slightly, a barely perceptible glint flashing deep within them. She gripped her cheeks tightly with both hands, her words carrying a hint of warning.

“He’s happy. He’s happy that we took the initiative to do it. Or rather, he’s been waiting for us to do it all along. Yu Xiang, you have to think like this. If you keep thinking like that, then we’ll never have a chance in our lives. Do you really hope that you’ll never see him again after he leaves the company?”

After Saito Haruka said that, Isomoto Yuka felt completely pleased.

She didn't want things to turn out this way, which is why she took the initiative to talk to Saito Haruka, hoping to change something.

Seeing the tears welling up in Yuka's eyes, Saito Harutori pursed her lips and said:

"Only proactive girls can have everything. Let's face reality, Yuka. We are at a disadvantage compared to Eri and the others, so we can only choose the proactive card that we can't give up."

Chapter 341 340. The brass band club is not lacking in innocent girls (4)

The warmth of the fireplace table remained undiminished. (Updated fastest?)

"This is my first time visiting Qingniao's rented room."

Inside the room, Yukawa Sakurako said things she could only say when Saito Haruka wasn't around.

"Was Saito's old house very big?" Amemori asked.

"It's huge! It's a villa in Motomachi. There's a huge bathtub in her bathroom. I think all of us could take a bath in it."

Kitahara Hakuba: Wait, I can't go to bars with you?

However, this was just Sakurako's way of expressing her amazement at the size of the bathtub; she didn't actually want to take a bath with Hakuba Kitahara.

Sayaka Akamatsu's hands naturally stretched back, supporting herself on the soft cushion, the folds of skin on the inside of her elbows clearly visible:

"Seriously, is such a huge difference in status really okay?"

"Huh? You know?" Sakurako Yukawa's eyes widened in surprise.

"what do you know?"

"About the Saito family?"

Seeing Sakurako's confused expression, Sayaka Akamatsu smirked and chuckled through her nose:

"I don't know, I'm just guessing. If it weren't for the convenience of commuting, would anyone really choose to give up the home they've lived in for several years and move to a cramped rental apartment?"

“How can you make such wild guesses?” Yukawa Sakurako sighed helplessly.

"I think this is reasonable and well-founded."

Sayaka Akamatsu tilted her head, strands of hair falling from her cheek onto her shoulder, and chuckled softly.

"Sir Kitahara should have known about this before us, right? After all, Saito isn't even an adult yet, so who else could he ask for a guarantor?"

Kitahara Hakuba, who was calming himself down, met Akamatsu Sayaka's gaze, who was all smiles, and then smiled and said:

"Yes, as a teacher, Saito-kun brought this up with me on his own initiative, and I am also the guarantor for this rental house."

"Is the guarantor Mr. Kitahara?"