Chapter 31: One, Two, Three, Wooden Man

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There were two paths before Himekoji Akito—

Option one: Knock out Hiratsuka-sensei with a hit, then use force.

It could be called a model of fighting violence with violence. Although it was quick and easy, it felt too rough and cruel…

Imagine the scene where the female teacher woke up under the control of Wind Oil Essence.

Eh? How come it felt a bit exciting?!

No no, stop quickly! This thought was too wild!

So firmly choose option two instead. Use the stealth skill to slide secretly into Hiratsuka Shizuka’s home. Without anyone noticing, drip Wind Oil Essence onto the teacher’s underwear meant for washing.

This way, not only was the task done, but it saved energy and kept things clean. It also stopped the female teacher from falling into Wind Oil Essence’s grip.

Hmm, if everything unfolded exactly how Himekoji Akito predicted, this result should be perfect.

Praying for luck, just a little!

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That night, the moon was dark and the wind high.

Himekoji’s sneaky figure surprisingly caused no doubt in this rich neighborhood filled with cameras. He moved freely.

It was likely because of the powerful “stealth” skill.

Thanks to the last time when the teacher made him come home for extra lessons, Himekoji followed the path in his memory and safely reached Hiratsuka Shizuka’s door.

After that, he used the “stealth” skill to climb walls and pry open a window to get in. Spending 200 2D Points wasn’t a waste after all.

Lightly hopping into the living room from the window, Himekoji Akito glanced around under the moonlight—

The fancy decorations inside weren’t his first time seeing them, but even so, he couldn’t help gasping again.

Geez, a rich woman! Hey, where did you come from, some hidden rich girl?

Speaking of, why did Hiratsuka Shizuka, who lives in a big house and drives a fast car, become a teacher?

Hmm, being a “money-making” teacher made more sense…

Himekoji Akito calmed down and thought. If he could marry such a rich woman, wouldn’t that finish his life goals?

No, not just finish—it felt like he did even better!

A certain intruder… no, a certain intruder pervert suspect suddenly felt all pumped up.

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It was 2 a.m. Himekoji Akito quietly pushed Hiratsuka Shizuka’s bedroom door open a tiny bit.

After making sure the teacher was lying in bed deeply asleep, he boldly started his move.

Himekoji Akito knew what he wanted. Without a word, he slipped straight into the bathroom.

He rummaged lightly in the laundry basket. The next moment, a pair of underwear—not yet washed overnight with sixty-percent freshness—was in his hand.

Pure cotton low-waist cute cartoon underwear…

Hey, teacher, do you have to be so girly?!

Himekoji Akito’s cheeks suddenly felt hot. Yes, he seemed like a pervert; no one could deny that. But a little shame still remained.

He swallowed dryly. His gaze drifted around, not knowing where to look.

“Huff—” He let out a hot breath and finally made up his mind.

Anyway, take care of it fast and get out early!

Himekoji quickly pulled the bottle of strong Wind Oil Essence from his pocket—the System had given it to him. He opened it and hastily poured the wild liquid onto Hiratsuka-sensei’s childish, very girly underwear.

The green liquid slowly soaked the palm-sized cloth. The whole thing felt weirdly awkward.

Then, the wet underwear after this showed off its own strong, strange atmosphere.

One could only say, the scene in his mind was totally perverted!

[Quest Progress: 1/50.]

Right at that silent late hour, the System put in a comment that hit hard.

Hey hey hey, wasn’t right! Shouldn’t it show Quest Completed at this time?

What the heck is 1/50?

He had thought it was all done and he could just leave, but it wasn’t!

Himekoji Akito was almost driven mad by this bad System.

But then, more trouble came—

Just as Himekoji Akito squeezed the underwear, his face red with anger from the System’s tricks, outside the bathroom came a lazy dragging sound of slippers.

It got closer.

“Eh, strange, did I leave the bathroom light on before sleeping?”

The teacher, Hiratsuka Shizuka, who was just sleeping soundly, suddenly turned up at the bathroom door.

As she spoke, she yawned.

She seemed to have woken up for a nighttime break. The female teacher’s eyes were half open on her plain little face. She wiped her eyes with both hands, looking worn.

“Whoa, wait, what crazy soap opera stuff is this?!”

Himekoji Akito had Wind Oil Essence in one hand and the underwear in the other. He looked flustered and embarrassed.

Was this way too much of a coincidence?

“Ah… ha, teacher, it’s been a while… pleased to meet you…”

Himekoji raised a hand to greet her, but his words were jumbled.

Even he didn’t know what he was saying.

Also, it was worth noting the hand he used to greet was covered by pure cotton cartoon underwear, making it flashy and out there…

But Hiratsuka-sensei ignored Himekoji’s weak, mumbled greeting the next moment.

The female teacher acted like no one was there. Eyes barely open, she brushed past him without giving a look.

Scared, Himekoji held his breath and stuck silently in the bathroom like part of the wall. He didn’t dare move.

Huh? Maybe it was working!

Seeing Hiratsuka-sensei half-asleep like that pleased him inside.

From this look, after handling her business, the teacher would go back to bed without noticing an extra guy in the bathroom…

Alright, officially name the mission plan—

“One, two, three, wooden man!”

Just as thought, the sleepy Hiratsuka-sensei didn’t see the stranger nearby.

Ignoring others, she lifted her nightgown, then pulled down her underwear…

Soon after, Himekoji Akito heard the soft trickling of liquid.

See no evil, hear no evil, think no evil…

Himekoji Akito quickly looked away, turning his eyes to the bathroom ceiling.

To distract himself, he counted the tiles there absently.

“1, 2, 1, 4, 6…”

Then, the sound stopped.

Next came the noise of paper gently rubbing down below.

“Damn, I can’t take it anymore!”

Anyway—

Himekoji Akito… ahem…

Felt a slight stiffness to show respect…