Teacher Hyoudou

As Ayato had previously ranked, this Ms. Hyoudou was impeccable in both looks and figure, a truly mature beauty.

Unlike the delicate and docile nature of the girls Sasaki had seen so far, she possessed the same icy sternness typical of teachers, along with a trace of disdain for men.

Especially when male students looked at her with evaluating eyes, her disdain was particularly evident.

Although no girl liked being scrutinized, whether overtly or covertly, most would just curse internally and then quickly walk away pretending not to notice.

But this teacher's disdain was written all over her face.

What he remembered most vividly was the look on her face when some students in the class eyed her.

She would furrow her brows and the corners of her long, narrow eyes would lift, her eyes flashing with scorn and disgust, as if she were looking at something irredeemably trashy.

It might sound strange, but Sasaki quite liked seeing that expression of disdain on her plump, fox-like face.

Serious is really serious, but cute is also really cute.

No wonder she often shows that look of disdain and still ranks high among the class.

It really hits a nerve with the boys.

Just the thought of her looking disdainful and disgusted, yet having to submit in front of you, could set anyone ablaze.

Hmm... the kind of fire that fills one's head...

"Sit down, sit down, the teacher is coming, sit down."

The commotion from the boys in front brought Sasaki back from his daydreams.

Looking towards the classroom door, a shapely, curvaceous figure in clicking black low-heeled shoes walked slowly towards the podium.

Dressed in a sharp black business suit that wraped her narrow shoulders and wide hips, her ample and sensuous figure, thanks to her slender waist like a willow, didn't look bulky but instead accentuated her already striking curves.

According to information passed among the boys, this lovely lady was twenty-seven years old.

Yet, her delicate, fair face could rival that of any younger girl.

With her short, sharp chin, and those plump cheeks, combined with those seductive, fox-like eyes, she looks like a well-fed, adorable fox.

However, her icy serious gaze and neatly pinned-up hair provided a striking contrast to her sultry body and charming face, invoking an almost irresistible urge to dominate her.

Unaware of these hidden desires of the boys, Ms. Hyoudou, with books in hand, walked confidently to the front of the room on her firm, nylon-clad legs.

But it was precisely because she was so sensitive to male gazes that she despised those who stared at her.

Afterall, she could sense the lewd thoughts mixed within those gazes.

It was like peeling corn—those glaring eyes that made her feel sick to her stomach.

'3, 2, 1, change~'

While Sasaki didn't know her exact thoughts, having attended a few of her English classes, he was quite familiar with her routine.

Before setting down her books, she would survey the classroom and then, after three seconds, she would frown, lift the corners of her eyes, and clench her teeth in disgust as if she had seen trash.

Her expressions wete always fleeting and subtle, so aside from Sasaki, who had excellent vision, none of the students seated below could notice it.

And this was a little pre-lecture entertainment for him.

But this time was slightly different.

Instead of just briefly scanning the class before starting her lecture as usual, she paused slightly as her gaze passed over the back row where Sasaki sat.

And then, she even tugged at the corner of her mouth and made an almost imperceptible 'tsk.'

Sasaki: ???

Noticing her gaze, which seemed to view him as garbage, Sasaki furrowed his brows in confusion.

He could swear that his gaze just now had no improper intentions.

This wasn't some bullshit about having pure, clear eyes.

Because when you're looking at erotic pictures, you won't find them funny.

When you're reading a joke, you won't have lewd thoughts.

Normally, he couldn't guarantee that his gaze would be as pure and clear as a blank sheet of paper.

Because everyone has lewd thoughts—if you can have improper thoughts looking at an erotic picture, how much more so when looking at a real, living person.

But just now, he was genuinely looking at her without such thoughts, simply finding her expression cute and funny.

But why did this make her even more annoyed?

Before he could think about it, he noticed the exam papers tucked inside her textbook.

Before he could look away, Ms. Hyoudou picked up the textbook and, before starting the lesson, gave him a disdainful look.

Although her gaze was filled with cold disgust, her watery, seductive eyes gave Sasaki a sense of teasing rejection.

And that also made him realize why she had focused so much on him.

She must have graded his exam.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have paid special attention to him.

She must have thought that he deliberately failed to get closer to her.

Because Sasaki, aiming to score as low as possible, had intentionally avoided the correct answers while scribbling randomly.

And if she had graded correctly, his score should be 10.

Out of 100.

A test where 40% are multiple choice questions, and Sasaki scored 10.

If he wasn't deliberate, even if he left half the test blank and guessed the multiple-choice questions, he wouldn't have scored this low.

Eliminating the possibility that he was incredibly unlucky and got every multiple-choice question wrong, only one possibility remained.

He did it on purpose.

If Sasaki showed a 10-point test to Otome or Aunt Kyouka, they'd think it was because he hadn't been to school in a long time and got a little unlucky.

But to Hyoudou, it seemed highly unreasonable.

Other than Sasaki, the next lowest score in the class was 15 points higher than his.

That student had also left many questions blank and guessed the multiple-choice questions but scored 25.

And that was with getting most of the multiple-choice questions wrong.

She had seen many cases of guessing on tests, but this was the first time she saw someone score 10.

So given his consistent wrong answers, she thought he deliberately scored low to ask her for tutoring or something.

After all, it wasn't like she had never encountered such situations before.

So, she couldn't help but think the worst of him.

Biting her lip in frustration, she glanced disdainfully at Sasaki, who had a rather good-looking face.

'What a waste of a good face, tsk~'

Although she hadn't felt Sasaki's gaze burning with the desire to devour her, his extremely low score easily led her to think negatively.

Of course, she hadn't ruled out the possibility that Sasaki was just unlucky.

Despite her bias against men and her lack of a boyfriend, she wasn't so extreme as to hate all men.

So after a few disdainful glances, she stopped paying attention to him.

She would clear things up in the student guidance office after class.

Whether he failed on purpose or was just unlucky would be clear then.

And after she looked away, Sasaki stopped paying attention to her.

His intention was to score poorly, then use the need to improve his grades as an excuse to get some advantage from Aunt Kyouka.

He didn't care what thus teacher thought.

Thus, soon after she began teaching, he lay down on his desk and fell asleep.

And Teacher Hyoudou, who was standing on the podium and still giving lectures, saw Sasaki acting like a bastard, and the scale in his heart that was already inclined to disgust became even more tilted.

But because the matter had not yet been decided, no matter how disgusted she felt, she did not make the final decision based on her feelings.

She was an adult and knew that personal bias could lead to mistakes.

She didn't see herself as a very responsible teacher, but she didn't want to be a bad one either.

If Sasaki was genuinely struggling, she didn't mind spending extra time tutoring him.

But if he was pretending to need tutoring with ulterior motives, she wouldn't hesitate to report him.

With these thoughts, the class passed uneventfully.

When the bell rang, she coldly addressed the still-drowsy Sasaki, "Sasaki, come to the student guidance office with me."

With that, she gracefully walked out of the classroom.

Her words didn't cause much reaction from the class.

After all, it was common for teachers to call students with poor grades to the guidance office after exams.

Of course, this depended on the teacher's mood.

If the teacher wants to take care of it and thinks that the student can still be saved, then she will nag them a few words but if she doesn't want to take care of it, she won't look at them twice.

Therefore, after hearing her words, the students in the class just subconsciously glanced at the unfamiliar Sasaki, then turned their heads and stopped paying attention.

Some people who knew him had the same worry in their eyes.

Although Teacher Hyoudou was not too difficult to get along with in their opinion, it was still very uncomfortable for students to be in the same room with an unsmiling teacher.

But Sasaki wasn't bothered.

If he was really afraid of the teacher, he wouldn't use this method of lowering his grades to seduce girls.

After smiling at those worried eyes, Sasaki came to the student guidance room in the corner of the second floor of the teaching building.