Seeing that Amane-san in her arms didn't show obvious resistance, Chabashira couldn't help but reveal a victorious smile.
No matter what Amane-san answered next, she would fall into her trap, because she had come prepared this time. To subdue someone like Amane-san, only by catching her off guard could there be even a slight chance of victory.
However... Amane-san seemed excessively strong, yet she was so easily controlled. Was it a bit... disappointing? No matter how strong, she was still just a child. The adult world was far darker and dirtier than the world she knew.
Just as Chabashira thought she had it in the bag, Amane-san gently pushed Chabashira away.
Of course, Amane-san deliberately controlled her strength, but to Chabashira, it felt as if she had been forcibly pushed away by an enormous force, causing her, in her high heels, to stumble a few steps before finally falling to the ground.
The violent movement caused the last button on Chabashira's shirt to pop open, rolling somewhere unknown.
And those two large, milky-white'snow-buns' immediately sprang out from her shirt.
Yes, they sprang out.
Looking at the violently shaking objects, Amane-san tried her best to avert her gaze, but unfortunately, the only part of her human 'desire' that had awakened in all her cognition resurfaced.
Sakayanagi's initial enlightenment had awakened Amane-san's humanity, but the consequence was an extremely poor choice of teaching materials for that enlightenment, leading Amane-san to become a monster who would occasionally be dominated by desire.
Amane-san slowly squatted in front of Chabashira, her palm unconsciously reaching forward.
"Miyako-san, what are you trying to do!!!"
Chabashira's vigilant reprimand briefly cleared Amane-san's gaze. Chabashira quickly hugged her chest, attempting to cover her impressive assets.
But her squeezing only added a few points of allure.
If all this was designed by Chabashira, then Chabashira was truly a genius, capable of stirring up the ugliest desires in human nature with the simplest actions.
Amane-san was brought back to her senses by Chabashira's reprimand. She quickly lowered her head, trying not to look at the thing that would tempt her to make a mistake. However, Amane-san forgot that their current location was on the deck, and it was night.
The bright moonlight projected that tempting object onto the deck, and just looking at the shadow made one's imagination run wild.
Seeing this, Amane-san knew she had to act quickly, otherwise, she would definitely be manipulated by Chabashira.
"Miyako-san, what are you doing!!!"
Chabashira's cry was very strange, as if she was being violently... Amane-san just blinked and knew Chabashira's plan. Sure enough, none of these homeroom teachers at Advanced Nurturing High School were easy to deal with.
Amane-san dared not reply, her gaze quickly scanning Chabashira's body before she snatched Chabashira's suit, which had fallen to the ground.
Chabashira, who had been intermittently making strange noises, immediately stopped her performance and instinctively reached out to grab the suit.
Seeing this, Amane-san knew what she was looking for was in the suit. She immediately retreated quickly, putting distance between herself and Chabashira, then pulled Chabashira's phone from an upper pocket. It was displaying a recording interface.
Amane-san skillfully deleted the recording before tossing the phone back to Chabashira.
"I knew, Chabashira-sensei, you wouldn't let me get away with something for free."
Amane-san sighed with some disappointment.
"Hmph, an ungrateful brat! You clearly took advantage of me and won't admit it! Give me back my clothes quickly. My shirt button broke because of you!"
Chabashira got up with a somewhat flustered expression, wanting to reclaim her suit.
This incongruous scene made Amane-san realize something was amiss, so she deliberately hugged Chabashira's suit, even sniffing it on purpose.
"I like the scent of Chabashira-sensei's suit. How about Chabashira-sensei lets me take this suit home? I can give Chabashira-sensei a more luxurious suit in return."
Watching Amane-san's intoxicated expression, Chabashira felt her scalp tingle.
Although Ayanokoji had already told her that Amane-san was someone who could reasonably be considered a pervert.
But Ayanokoji didn't tell her that Amane-san was truly a pervert!
Who would have thought that someone from the Miyako Family would be a pervert aroused by the scent of the same sex? This kind of thing would be considered slander and lead to arrest even if spoken aloud.
Under other circumstances, Chabashira would have chosen to discard this suit without hesitation. After all, being treated like this, she couldn't possibly want it anymore. If Amane-san took it, who knew what outrageous things Amane-san would do with that piece of clothing.
But not now; there was something more important in that clothing.
"What nonsense are you talking about? I don't want to give my clothes to someone like you to take home and do strange things with. You've already done such excessive things to me, are you not even going to spare my clothes?"
Chabashira's tone also became stern.
Facing the stern Chabashira-sensei, Amane-san, however, smiled.
"As expected of Chabashira-sensei. Your performance was quite spectacular, but unfortunately... your lines were full of flaws. Anyone with a little thought would know there must be a problem."
Amane-san said, pulling a voice recorder from a hidden inner pocket of the suit. After casually tossing it onto the deck, she stomped on it forcefully, crushing it.
Crack.
Looking at the shattered voice recorder, Chabashira-sensei's face was a mixture of emotions.
She hadn't expected that the trap she had set with such a great sacrifice would still be seen through by Amane-san.
"How did you know I would record?"
Chabashira's mouth was full of bitterness. Today she learned what it meant to lose both the wife and the army. Not only was she taken advantage of, but Amane-san also got leverage over her. No matter how she looked at it, today's plan ended in failure, and such a complete defeat.
"At first, I was indeed somewhat tempted by Chabashira-sensei's suggestion, after all, the feeling just now was truly wonderful. Plus, your way of acting really seemed like something someone who would sacrifice everything to get to Class A would do."
Amane-san looked at a certain part of Chabashira with greedy eyes.
"Since you were tempted, why didn't you agree?"
This was what Chabashira couldn't understand the most. Her deal matched the impression she had left on Amane-san, and her preemptive strike had caused Amane-san to lose her judgment. It should have been a very high probability of successful inducement, so how did Amane-san see through it as a trap?
"Because I remembered someone named Aya. She told me that desire is poison, and then when I was indulging in desire, she almost strangled me with a rope. So every time my desire reaches its peak, I subconsciously recall that suffocating feeling."
Amane-san's explanation was completely unacceptable to Chabashira. What kind of ridiculous explanation was this? Was she saying that when she was about to reach *that point*, she would be forced into a sage mode and regain rationality? If that wasn't nonsense, what was?
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