[Comprehensive] The god judge voluntarily was hidden by the gods

Sanri Yuezong leaned close to the window, the pink early cherry blossoms outside the window swayed gently in the wind, and occasionally birds stayed on the branches and peeped into the window.The sun shines on his hair, making his outline look transparent.

He himself is a beautiful painting, and the misplaced buttons on his body are an unbearable failure.

only……

It's just buttoning up again, is this guy's hand broken? !

"Mr. Mikazuki," Daigo Kyoya said with dead eyes, "you don't look in the mirror when you go out? Besides, you can do such small things as buttoning your buttons yourself."

Sanri Yue Zongjin said with a smile: "Anyway, no matter what I wear, it won't damage my beauty, so I'm not very used to looking in the mirror."

Daigo Kyoya: "..."

"Even if there is a mistake like today," Sanri Yuezong said with a look of course, "there will be kind people like you who are willing to help me selflessly."

...Is he really a grandfather who is used to being taken care of?

"Also, my hands are rather clumsy," Sankai Yuezong raised his hand, with Band-Aids on his right index and middle fingers, "When I closed the door in the morning, I accidentally caught my hand, ahahaha."

...If you are really stupid to this extent, you must be disabled.

His words have reached this point, so Daigo Kyoya had no choice but to do as he wished.As soon as the good student raised his hand, the bad teacher naturally wrapped his arms around his waist.

Daigo Kyoya: "..."

Sanri Yuezong still had the face to ask, "What's wrong?"

Seeing that the hand was just resting and not moving, "It's nothing."

Daigo Kyoya bent down and unbuttoned him neatly one by one.With the opening of the shirt, Mikami Tsukimune's good figure was also exposed, and Kyoya's eyes sank when he saw it.

A mandarin teacher actually has eight-pack abs... completely inconsistent with the delicate and frail personality in the students' minds.

Also, Daigo Kyoya noticed the knife on his waist, when did Mikazuki Munekin-sensei actually have a knife?

or.

When did Sanri Yue Zongjin actually become his teacher?

In an instant, Daigo Kyoya's pupils dilated, as if she was in a black abyss, and the water mirror under her feet rippled in circles.

"Hahaha, do you like it?" Sanri Yue Zongjin's laughter came, "It's okay to touch a little more."

Only then did Daigo Kyoya realize that she had unknowingly sat sideways on Mikazuki Munekin's lap, with one hand still pressing on his abdominal muscles.

Once a little blush crept up his cheeks, it was like a glass filled with wine.

So Mikazuki Zongjin's smile became even brighter.

"I'm sorry," Daigo Kyoya immediately retracted his hand, "I was a little dizzy just now."

"It's okay?" Sanri Yuezong reached out to hold his head, and touched his forehead with his own, "Oh, the temperature is so high?"

Definitely a blushing relationship!

"It's okay... um!"

Daigo Kyoya's eyes widened - Mikazuki Sokami actually gave him a kiss!

He was frightened and froze for a while, allowing the opponent to attack the city, and soon became out of breath.

"...You, you bastard!" Daigo Kyoya violently pushed away Tsukimune Sokichi Mikkazuki, and hit the desk with his back, feeling a dull pain, "Is your head broken?!"

He was short of breath, his lips were moist, and even his eyes were full of water, full of spring but he didn't know it.

"I heard that kissing can take away the pain," Sanriyue Zongjin still had that radiant expression, but his eyes became darker, "Do you feel better now?"

"no!"

No pain, no need for such treatment!

"Hahaha, just kidding," Sanri Yuezong reached out to touch the corner of his lips, "Did you even forget to breathe just now?"

Daigo Kyoya: "..."

"Really," Sanri Yuezong draws his tone, "very, lovely, lovely."

"Teacher, are you sexual harassment?"

"It's still the teacher who seduces the students."

"You know it's a crime, don't you?"

"You won't be willing to send me to prison, will you?"

"...narcissism."

"No, I love you more," Sanri Yuezong grabbed his hand nonchalantly and placed it on his chest, "Do you feel it?"

Under the warm skin, the heart is beating rhythmically.

Daigo Kyoya pursed her lips and opened her mouth: "45."

"……what?"

"The heart rate per minute is still dropping," Daigo Kyoya kept looking at the wall clock on the wall. "It's 37 now."

Sanriyue Zongjin: "..."

Daigo Kyoya smirked: "You have a fairly healthy heart, comparable to a professional athlete."

The heartbeat rate of an ordinary adult is between 60 and 100 beats per minute, and the heartbeat of an excellent athlete is generally lower than 40 beats per minute. The reason for this slow heartbeat is that the body is strong and the heart is very efficient in blood transfusion per stroke. This condition is known physiologically as "sinus bradycardia."

Of course, pathological "sinus bradycardia" represents a problem with the human heart, and it is best to install a pacemaker, which is a digression.

No matter how you look at it, Mikami Tsukimune's body is very healthy, especially Daigo Kyoya has confirmed the authenticity of his abdominal muscles with his hands-tough and smooth, very strong, and there are things like mermaid lines.

"That's not the point," Sanriyue Zongjin twitched the corner of his mouth, destroying the previous relaxed attitude, and quickly adjusted back, "The point is, the teacher thinks that you need to receive extra-curricular tutoring."

Daigo Kyoya: "...where are your hands touching?"

"Did you accidentally hit your back just now?" Mikazuki Zongjin's hands were not stupid at this time, one hand deftly unbuttoned Daigo Kyoya's clothes, and the other hand reached in from behind, stroking his back , "Will there be a feeling of swelling?"

Sanri Yue Zong looked sanctimonious, but his fingers slid across his spine like playing a piano, which made him let out a muffled groan.

"It's just itching," Daigo Kyoya pressed his hand, and the blush was still there, "Is the teacher going to do something bad in the office?"

"This kind of thing is not bad at all," Sanri Yuezong blinked innocently, "For me, this is a rare good thing."

"You are a mandarin teacher, right? Can you write the four words 'being a model teacher'?"

"This is a one-on-one physical hygiene class, not a Mandarin class."

"...Aren't you too presumptuous?"

"Anyway, I'm just being presumptuous with you," Sanri Yuezong buried his head in his chest, "You are different, you are always messing around."

"……what?!"

"I won't take advantage of this time to bully you," Sanri Yuezong's voice was muffled, "Next time... there won't be such a good chance!"

Daigo Kyoya stared blankly: "You did say 'bullying' just now, right?"

"Become my property, Kyomi," Mikami Tsukimune raised his head, the corners of his mouth curled up, his eyes were extremely aggressive, "obediently listen to the teacher, okay?"

"Hey, hey," Daigo Kyoya felt his heart palpitate from his eyes, "What the hell are you..."

"I want you to trust me, rely on me, and regard me as your guiding light." Mikayue Zongjin narrowed his eyes, "Even if you want to self-destruct, you must get my consent."

"I..." Daigo Kyoya looked at the bright crescent moon in his eyes, unconsciously his throat became dry, "I didn't want to destroy myself..."

But, really not?

At this moment, a gust of wind blew outside the window, and the whistling sound interrupted the communication between them.

"Hey—" A playful voice came, "The world is going downhill."

On the cherry tree outside the window, there was a slender boy standing there, looking like an elf:

He is dressed in red and black sweatshirts, pierced on his feet, his narrow eyes are raised on the tail, and the ponytail behind his head is spread out like wings, like a crow boy in the Heian era.

Fascinating and beautiful.

His voice is like his own, every syllable is clear and mellow, with a careless playfulness.

"The teacher tricked the students, and the students threw themselves at the teacher—"

"no!"

Daigo Kyoya's eyes were dead: "Do not see evil, do not listen to evil."

"I've seen it and heard it too?" He jumped from the tree to the window sill, moving lightly, like a real crow, "What can you do with me?"

This is said, as if it has implemented something between them.

"You almost stepped on me," Sanri Yuezong stepped on the wall, and the chair with pulleys moved back immediately, keeping a distance from the other party, "Don't you think you're being rude?"

With one hand on his hip, the other party leaned against the edge of the window: "If I just watch you eat him up, I will be really rude."

Daigo Kyoya: "...I wouldn't mess around like this in an office with the door unlocked and the curtains undrawn."

Sanri Yuezong's eyes lit up all of a sudden: "Can you mess around if you lock the door and draw the curtains?"

"Of course——no!" Daigo Kyoya pressed Mikazuki Muneki's head firmly, stood up, and straightened his clothes, "You are too straightforward!"

Sanri Yue Zongjin supported his head: "I'm pursuing you on the premise of getting married?"

"I thought you were planning a one-night stand."

"How come, the number is too small, it takes tens of millions of years to remember."

"...as if we can live for tens of millions of years."

Sanri Yuezong approached but smiled and said nothing.

"Then, may I ask," Daigo Kyoya turned to the boy by the window, "Who are you?"

"I'm Karasuma," the boy nodded, "I came to this school only to be with you."

Daigo Kyoya pointed at herself: "It's me again?"

"That's right," Karasuma jumped off the window sill, twirled around as if dancing, and put her face under Daigo Kyoya's eyelids, "You can't refuse me."

"What?" Daigo Kyoya tilted his head, "If I refuse, what will you do?"

"Of course I'm looking for trouble with you." Karasuma grabbed his collar and pulled hard, "You promised me first, no matter what I become, you will never give up on me."

Daigo Kyoya and Karasuma's faces were very close, and he could see Karasuma's pupils shining brightly, as if a fire was burning inside.

"Even if you have forgotten it now, I am your responsibility."

Karasuma could see her own reflection in Daigo Kyoya's pupils, and her voice became extremely cold.

"Wake up!"