After all, the old man is not a ghost

"Are you sure he is really there?"

Seeing the love hotel's neon lights flickering in front of her, Mafuyu was skeptical and couldn't help looking at Naoki.

"That's right." Naoki looked calm. "If I want to bully Sensei, there are many opportunities, and I won't be joking this time."

"...Insult."

Mafuyu uses a regal gaze, trying to get Naoki to admit his mistake.

It's a shame that it's been used so many times that it has no effect at all.

"Sensei, want to come in?" Naoki asked. "Or you wait for me outside and I go in myself?"

Mafuyu showed doubts: "Is there a problem with you alone?"

She had never been in a place like a love hotel, so she would definitely have a psychological burden.

"It's fine, it won't even take long, and I can go out for dinner with Sensei." Naoki snapped his fingers, "I promise to make that man deeply realize his mistake, and he will never repeat it in the future."

"Specific method?" Mafuyu asked.

"Secret, Sensei, don't mind the process."

Mafuyu quickly made a decision: "I will come with you."

Let Naoki act on his own, Mafuyu didn't know what would happen, so she had to watch from the side to be comfortable.

"Just forget it." Naoki refused, "It's a love hotel, it's unsightly."

"You say that, but that makes people even more suspicious."

Mafuyu took out a headband from the handbag, tied up her hair, and took out a pair of sunglasses to put on her face. After confirming that no one was around, she quickly walked across the road to the love hotel across the street.

Her serious expression wasn't like going to a hotel, but more like going to an important international meeting.

The two quickly entered the hotel.

"No receptionist?"

Mafuyu pressed her hat to her face, and was surprised to find that the hotel entrance was deserted and empty.

"Love hotels are different from ordinary hotels, they pay attention to contactless service." Naoki explained in a low voice, "I didn't see any staff during the whole process, unless there was a special need."

Naoki was talking, and led Mafuyu to the machine: "Above are all the rooms. When the light is on, it means no one is there. When it's dark, that means there are already guests, or they're pre-booked."

Mafuyu lifted her hat, and looked at the terminal machine, her beautiful eyes widened rapidly.

Although it was only night, more than half of the room was occupied by guests, and the theme of the other rooms made Mafuyu cover her lips in surprise.

"Was I not wrong?" Mafuyu pointed, "The theme of the room is… graves?"

"That's right, it's a graves." Looking at the room Mafuyu pointed at, Naoki said in a low tone, "Sensei's eyes are very good, I wasn't wrong."

Human sexuality is full of strange things.

These days, the grave head's disco can no longer satisfy the heavy taste needs of some people, so the funeral theme emerged.

There are always people who like to chase joy, and graves are undoubtedly a very exciting sight.

Mafuyu stared at the terminal machine with disdainful eyes and let out a word from her lips:

"Abnormal!"

Compared to the grave theme, the tram theme next door is so-so, and nothing bad.

"What a bad room, no one will choose, right?"

Mafuyu couldn't help but groan.

The next second.

Under the gazes of the two of them, the funeral themed room quickly dimmed, and an artificially disabled user's profile picture appeared, indicating that it had been reserved.

"Obviously, Sensei is wrong." Naoki said quietly, "This room is very popular."

Mafuyu: *😐"

"Which room is Suzuki-san's brother?" Mafuyu changed the subject.

"This." Naoki pointed to a room, "The distance shouldn't be too far. Otherwise, he would not be able to enter dreamland, and there would be empty rooms to the left and right. Which room does Sensei like?"

Mafuyu's face was cold: "...I don't like any of them."

The room on the left is class themed, the room on the right is prison themed, both of which feel awful.

But if she had to choose one or the other...

Mafuyu said in a low voice, "I will choose a classroom."

At least her classroom is very familiar, she doesn't want to go to a place like a prison.

"You are sure?"

"Un."

Naoki quickly chose a room, took the room card that was spit out from the machine, "Let's go to the room."

To protect guests' privacy, love hotels have separate entrances and exits, and try to avoid meeting guests.

All the way up the stairs, she didn't meet a single guest on the way, so Mafuyu breathed a sigh of relief.

Immediately come to the door of the room.

Naoki opened the door with the room card. "Sensei, you may come in."

Mafuyu quickly followed, then turned and closed the door.

Naoki came to the class theme for the first time, and was curious to observe the room's environment.

Small but complete.

Separate toilets and bathrooms, and classrooms, blackboards, triangles, desks, chalk... exactly the same as real classrooms.

"It's just that the area is a bit small, but the others are good," commented Naoki.

Mafuyu scanned the room's surroundings, her brows furrowed slightly.

The classroom was right, but imagining it to be a classroom in a love hotel made her very uncomfortable.

Nobody really likes doing that kind of thing in class, right?

"There are clothes that can be changed." Naoki opened the cupboard and was surprised to find that there were all kinds of clothes inside, including sailor suits, gym clothes, teacher uniforms, etc. "Sensei, you want to try them on?"

Mafuyu gritted his teeth: "Of course not."

"Too bad." Naoki regrets, "It's been a while since Sensei graduated high school. I really want to see it."

"Negative." Mafuyu remained expressionless, "Don't forget about our business."

"I didn't forget." Naoki pointed at the wall. "Suzuki's big brother is on the other side of this wall."

"Are we here too early?" Mafuyu frowned slightly, "It's only past 6 pm, and it's still early to sleep."

"Big brother Suzuki's schedule must be messed up, and it wouldn't be strange to fall asleep at any time." Naoki waved. "Sensei, let's sit down and rest a bit."

"I'm not sitting."

Mafuyu's eyes were alert, she would rather stand than sit.

"How long can Sensei last?"

"It's fine to have a full day of classes."

Of course it was impossible to bully Mafuyu, the two started to wait.

It was 8 p.m.

Naoki put down his phone: "Sensei, you can start now."

"Un."

"Come here and lie down."

Naoki reached out and patted the bed.

Although it is a classroom, in addition to the blackboard, writing desk, writing table, etc., there is also an important bed.

No way, anything else is too difficult.

Mafuyu blushed and walked beside Naoki.

In order to enter the dream world, she had to lie down. Otherwise, it would be extremely dangerous, and the two of them could only be jostled for a while.

Naoki held Mafuyu's hand and immediately entered the dream world.

"This... outside the hotel?"

The change in the world made Mafuyu a little absent-minded, and when a decadent youth walked out of the hotel, Mafuyu's eyes sharpened rapidly.

"That's Suzuki-san's big brother."

"There he is." Naoki held Mafuyu's hand "If you can listen to the truth. Sensei, continue watching."

Mafuyu stopped and continued to watch.

The man yawned and came to the vending machine, wanting to buy a drink. At this time, several men in suits rushed out from the end of the street and knocked Suzuki's older brother to the ground.

"It's from the previous loan company." Mafuyu quickly recognized the identity of the other party, "What are they doing? Are they trying to hurt people?"

To be honest, Mafuyu didn't want Naoki to correct others by using violence to control violence.

Dark justice, not justice.

"That has nothing to do with me." Naoki explained, "This is a reflection of the fear in big brother Suzuki's heart. I just turned the fear in his heart into reality… Simply put, this is what he's afraid of."

Being caught by some thugs in suits, big brother Suzuki naturally didn't have a chance to fight back and was quickly taken away.

Naoki and Mafuyu followed behind, and from the perspective of people who didn't pay attention, they followed big brother Suzuki to the loan company, and met the boss behind the company, a gray-haired old man.

"Sorry. Please forgive me."

Suzuki's big brother apologized, and his body trembled.

"Forget about that sort of thing. After all, I'm not a demon." The old man showed a kind smile on his face, "Go to Thailand for surgery, and come back to make money as an idol. When you return all the money, your debt is paid off, it's very simple, right?"