manga artist Kirito

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She took a deep breath, blushed, and pulled his hand away. Then she looked down at it... there were fingerprints on it. How long had he been holding it? She wanted to kill him!

She closed her eyes, seemingly deep in thought, then rolled over and landed directly on top of Kiritani-kun, pressing her arm against his neck.

Shortly after, she felt herself being gently pushed away, the movements were very careful, and then a blanket was tucked over her. Next came the sound of light footsteps, and then the door to the room was opened.

Jingke silently gave herself a thumbs up in her heart! — The plan was a perfect success. In this way, it's definitely Kirito who's going to be facing this kind of life-contemplation situation!

Yes, she was right.

At this moment, Kiritani-kun, dressed in a quiet and cute white shirt, had a blank expression, his hands covering his lips, as he contemplated life.

P.S.: God knows what I've been through these past two days? (Please contact the previous P.S.)

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【NO.421 You probably don't understand, right?】

host:

You wake up in the morning in an unfamiliar bed, staring at an unfamiliar ceiling... uh no, this isn't time travel.

When you wake up, you see a woman sleeping soundly on top of you. She is very beautiful, and her sleeping face is unexpectedly cute, especially her blush.

But then you notice that the woman's clothes are slightly disheveled, and her high, soft breasts are pressed tightly against your chest. For a moment, you want to reach out and touch them, but you ultimately restrain yourself, and your body freezes at that moment, because you have finally come to your senses and have finally seen clearly who the woman lying on top of you is.

She is your teacher, and she is sleeping in the same bed with you right now.

Although she is an older single woman, she has an unexpectedly attractive figure. In the past, you would often admire her figure when she taught, but now you dare not, and even carefully hold your breath.

You gently pushed her aside and covered her with a blanket. You noticed that her breathing was a little off, but you didn't pay much attention because you were in a very bad mood. You didn't know what had happened or how to face this female teacher.

Furthermore, although this female teacher appears delicate and frail, based on your numerous encounters with her, you know that she is extremely skilled in hand-to-hand combat.

So you left your room and began to contemplate life in the living room...

Then you realize... neither this white shirt nor those delicate panties seem to be yours, nor are they new.

At this point, you begin to question the meaning of life.

…………

So what the hell is going on here?

Kiritani sat on the blanket, his elbows propped up on the low coffee table, his fingers interlaced to cover his mouth, his eyes growing increasingly lost.

He doesn't understand at all... he really doesn't understand!

However, one thing is certain: this is Hiratsuka Shizuka's house, the clothes she's wearing are Hiratsuka Shizuka's, the bed she was sleeping in before is Hiratsuka Shizuka's, and the person she's hugging... well, it's Hiratsuka Shizuka.

Calm, calm

Of course, it's best not to think about being alone at times like this!

It's also certain that... that kind of thing probably didn't happen. Although her clothes were a little disheveled, there were no signs of that on the bed... Well, if they had sex and then took a shower, then there's nothing more to say.

Kiritani's expression gradually became gloomy, and he began to look like he had no will to live.

I didn't go home last night, and I might get hacked to death later... Maybe I should take this opportunity to run away—what a joke!

He propped his face up with one hand, his eyes filled with worry. No matter what, this incident was truly unexpected. If it were Xigua, at least he could speak his mind. But Hiratsuka Shizuka was different. She was a teacher, and besides, before... well, let's not talk about that now.

He scratched his head, making his hair all messy, then went into the bathroom and saw the washed and hung-out clothes... Hey! Something's not right here!

Please, anyone will do, just tell me what happened last night!

Let me know what happened after Hiratsuka Shizuka forced me to drink, and whether or not we had sex.

Honestly, if we actually had sex but I didn't know anything about it, I feel like I'd be at a huge disadvantage... *cough* This sentence can be deleted.

Thinking about all these random things, Kiritani changed his clothes—of course, he also took off his panties; wearing those back would definitely make him look even worse.

Although I already had a premonition that I was about to die...

But then again, if Hiratsuka Shizuka were to say something later...

Kiritani pursed his lips, then took a deep breath, his eyes gradually returning to calm.

Then, his expression returned to normal. He went into the kitchen. Women always need to eat a good breakfast, especially protein. Of course, milk is fine too, whether it's Mengniu or Musashino—but forget about the kind you're thinking of.

Wearing an apron, Kiritani took out ingredients from the refrigerator to make breakfast. He had checked the time earlier and it was still early, so he cooked some millet porridge and was going to fry two eggs... Surprisingly, there was no ham in the refrigerator, but there were some vegetables. He could wake Hiratsuka Shizuka up when he was almost done.

Oh right, I almost forgot I haven't washed up yet.

He fried the eggs and vegetables, controlled the heat of the millet porridge that wasn't quite done yet, and went out of the kitchen to wash up.

Kiritani performed with the skill and orderliness of a househusband. He picked up a hair tie from the side and casually tied his hair up, too lazy to comb it. Throughout the process, he did not pause or have the same serious existential doubt as before—well, it was as if he had resigned himself to his fate.

"Well, men and women are different. At least in some situations, men have to take responsibility... Well, if you can't resist, then enjoy it. That's pretty much the idea."

He adjusted the water temperature for washing his face, then walked out of the bathroom and into the bedroom. He opened the door and went straight in. He saw that Hiratsuka Shizuka's sleeping posture had become neither elegant nor alluring, but it suited her violent personality quite well.

"From now on, you'll live a life where you're waited on hand and foot. Aren't you happy?"

He sat on the edge of the bed with a calm smile, and patted her cheek with his slightly cool hand. "Get up, Jing'er!"

"Well……"

A soft moan.

With a healthy complexion, unlike Kiritani-kun's sickly paleness, Shizuka is certainly no less beautiful than other girls, and even more mature. Her personality as a hot-blooded idiot and a caring older sister is also very good, and she occasionally has the temperament of a Yamato Nadeshiko, which is surprisingly unique.

"Jing Ke'ai!?"

Raising her voice slightly, the drowsy woman opened her eyes, rubbing her slightly reddened eyes with both hands. It took her a while to open them completely, and she kept yawning—clearly, she hadn't slept well.

"Ugh..."

"Oh ho ho, get up quickly, there's not much time left."

“Eh heh heh——?”

The sleepy woman exclaimed in surprise, looking at Kiritani-kun dressed as a stay-at-home husband, seemingly quite taken aback.

"Sleeping in is no good!"

Kiritani raised his hand to tidy Hiratsuka Shizuka's messy hair, and then said, "The warm water is ready. Shizuka, go wash up first. I'll go to the kitchen to see if the millet porridge is cooked... Well, judging from the time and heat, it should be about ready."

Kiritani-kun turned and left the room, leaving the door slightly ajar. Of course, he wasn't thinking of peeping at her changing clothes or anything; he just felt that this was normal, especially in this situation.

After all, people should have some moral principles, although Kiritani-kun doesn't know if he has any bottom line at all.

...Change the visual dividing line...

"..."

The usually carefree female teacher had no idea how she got through the morning. She had only planned to pretend to be asleep after Kiritani-kun left, but she didn't expect to actually fall asleep... But thinking about it, it made sense. She had drunk so much alcohol last night, and normally she would have been completely passed out by the time she got home, let alone gone through that kind of thing.

However, she didn't expect that after she fell asleep, Kiritani-kun would come to wake her up, and he was even wearing an apron, and his expression was... as gentle as a newlywed husband, especially since he had prepared water for her to wash her face and even breakfast.

For a moment, she began to wonder if there was something wrong with the timeline.

...Is it the choice of Steins;Gate?

After a dazed wash, she stood in the bathroom staring blankly at Hiratsuka Shizuka in the mirror. Then Kiritani pulled her out and pressed her down to the dining table. Kiritani, like a newlywed husband, then brought out breakfast... or rather, it was a rather unusual breakfast? Most of the time, Hiratsuka Shizuka would just buy something random outside for breakfast.

"It's freshly cooked, so it's still a little hot."

He took off his apron and hung it on the back of the chair, then sat down in front of Hiratsuka Shizuka, whose expression was somewhat dazed. He said gently, "Hmm, does your head hurt? You drank so much last night. I prepared some hangover soup, but I think it would be better if you ate something... Okay, you're not allowed to drink like this anymore, understand?"

No! No no no!

I don't know!

I really don't understand!

Why do you seem so skilled?

How many things have you actually done—no, could it really be that the timeline has shifted?

Why are you behaving like this towards my man... no, I should say husband? What have you been through? You were just out contemplating life for a while, weren't you? What did you think about that caused such a big change in you?

Please, be normal!

Hiratsuka Shizuka's expression was quite strained. She raised her hand and waved it in the air. "Um... no, I slept quite comfortably. Hmm, I'll be careful and drink less... less alcohol."

My God! What am I even saying?!

"Well, I didn't say you weren't allowed to drink, so don't make that troubled face."

He shook his head helplessly, then pushed the breakfast away slightly. He then cupped his face in his hands and looked quietly at Hiratsuka Shizuka. "Hurry up and eat, we have to go to school soon."

"Um... well, aren't you going to eat?"

Her eyes twitched slightly, and Hiratsuka Shizuka forced a smile. "...Why are you staring at me like that?"

"You're so beautiful. Even though I'll have plenty of time to look at you in the future, I'll never get tired of it."

He smiled softly, but the smile gradually became somewhat sickly, like the yandere character that Hiratsuka Shizuka had seen in a manga.

"I've prepared breakfast too, but there's no rush. After all, Jing'er, you're a teacher, and you'll need to prepare things at school later, so let's save time for now. Oh right, I almost forgot to prepare your lunchbox. Wait a moment, I'll be right there..."

"No, don't do it!"

Hiratsuka Shizuka quickly got up and grabbed his sleeve, her smile almost crumbling.

"Huh? What...? You're disgusted by the bento I made? No offense, Jing'er, although the teacher prepares lunch in the cafeteria, it's really not nutritious enough. As for me, although I can't cook many dishes, I'm still quite good at it, so don't worry."

"Ahhh!! I was wrong, I shouldn't have pretended to be asleep, please don't do this!"

"Why are you pretending to be asleep? I'm perfectly normal. I was just preparing breakfast for you and bringing you a lunchbox."

Kiritani blinked, finding Hiratsuka Shizuka's sudden self-destructive behavior extremely difficult to understand.

"me……"

Hiratsuka Shizuka stammered as she looked at Kiritani-kun, then suddenly lowered her head in shame, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have forced you to drink. Nothing happened between us last night..."

"I know, Jing'er, why are you suddenly acting silly?"

Kiritani smiled and reached out to ruffle her hair, his face full of affection. "Let's have breakfast first. I'll make you a bento."

"...Ah, oh, um."

She sat down, a guilty conscience rising within her, and she was still completely bewildered, unable to comprehend her student's thought process.

However, if things are explained clearly... then there shouldn't be any strange occurrences, right?

This guy will become normal again, right?

However, Hiratsuka Shizuka still had a bad feeling. She raised her hand and patted her cheek. She sighed slightly. Although the feeling of having a boyfriend was very cool, it was fake!

It felt so special to have a man take care of me like a newlywed husband!

But it's fake!

This is the kind of man you can confidently introduce to your family, classmates, or friends!

But it's fake!

If I could, I'd love to take him to the upcoming party!

—But why is it fake?

It feels terrible.

Suddenly, Hiratsuka Shizuka felt she understood why her old classmate Akane Kosaka and her student Haruno Yukinoshita were both so fixated on this guy. Aside from his less-than-ideal personality, his performance just now made him undoubtedly the most suitable candidate to be her other half!

Ugh!! So annoying!!!

She scratched her head and then looked at the breakfast. It looked quite good, not to mention she was starving. If she hadn't drunk too much last night and felt like she hadn't slept enough, she would have gotten up and gone out for breakfast long ago.

So she began to enjoy this hard-won breakfast, one that she would likely never have the chance to eat again.

As for the rest... who cares! We'll deal with that later!

A short while later, when she had almost finished eating, the boy came out of the kitchen with a lunchbox in his hand, a little sweat on his forehead.

But he didn't pay attention. He looked around and said, "Hey, Jing, where's the napkin? If there's no napkin, then there's nothing to keep the lunchbox safe."

"This...uh..."

Hiratsuka Shizuka tilted her head slightly, her eyes darting around. After all, she couldn't very well tell him that she hadn't used the bento box since she bought it, and that there wasn't even a napkin or anything.

"Well, if we can't find it, we can just leave it in the car and take it with us."

He smiled slightly, then walked over to the sofa, sat down, and picked up the newspaper to read.

Hiratsuka Shizuka rubbed her forehead with one hand, feeling somewhat regretful.