Chapter Thirty-Three: Questions and Answers

  Because it was too conspicuous here, I pulled Asagiri to a rather quiet place.

  Akane still seemed to be reeling from the shock of a moment ago, her expression somewhat dazed and her eyes vacant.

  "So I asked, 'Are you concerned?'"

  Mei didn't say anything, or maybe she just didn't hear what I said.

  Just as I was about to say something to comfort Mingri, she suddenly spoke up.

  "Sure enough, those two people are really in that kind of relationship, I've been suspicious for a long time."

  "What's it like?" I said.

  "Huh?"

  "It's just a suspicion, not necessarily true, and the school didn't spread rumors about their relationship either, you're just overthinking it. Sometimes people's eyes can deceive themselves."

  I smiled and said: "If you retreat just because of a little doubt, it proves that your liking for Long Tao is only to this extent. If it's just like this, then you two are not likely to be together for a lifetime."

  "No, it's not like you said!" Mingri Cai retorted loudly.

  "But you wavered."

  "I..." Akane was suddenly unable to speak up, unsure of how to refute or unable to refute.

  I didn't know all this, I just knew "Give up if it's only this level of love."

  I took one last glance at Mingri Cai and turned around to leave.

  Just a few steps away, Mingri Cai's voice rang out.

  "I will never give up!" Firm and without a doubt.

  "My love for Teacher Long Dao is real and I will absolutely not give up because of this, it's just that it has reached this extent, once I get past it, it'll be fine, anyway I am absolutely not going to give up."

  "I will definitely confess to him, even if there's no hope... I'll still confess."

  Straightforward and simple-minded, really suits this fool.

  "Then I'll be looking forward to it." I turned around and smiled at Akane.

  Mingri Cai's eyes no longer held any confusion, only endless determination and unwavering conviction.

  After a brief interlude, surprisingly, the date didn't just end there, but instead continued on.

  It wasn't until it was almost dark that they finally finished shopping.

  When they parted ways, Mingri's hands were full of things that seemed like gifts for Longdao.

  There are clothes, ties, and even a cigarette holder, it's just like a typical virtuous wife and good mother.

  Of course, on the premise of ignoring her silly vigor and unmatched brute force.

  "Ah, right, teacher, here you are." He dug into his gift bag and handed something over.

  "What is this." I took it in surprise and looked at it, it was a voucher.

  "This is our Class 3A's haunted house invitation sheet. If the teachers are free during the school festival, please come and take a look. Anyway, even if you're just idle, it's still idling."

  Although it's a bit awkward to take someone else to a haunted house, the last sentence is actually correct.

  Anyway, I'm idle either way. Thinking of this, I waved the invitation letter in my hand, "In that case, I'll take action."

  By the way, I also went to see Xiao Ye's role in it, which was pretty good. She is a real ghost, you know.

  Then the two people parted ways like this.

  Anyway, today's date has come to an end, although there were many ups and downs along the way.

  After finishing his busy work at night, Baozi continued patrolling with Shana.

  "Why aren't you speaking?" I curiously asked as I saw that he hadn't said a word.

  His body trembled slightly for a moment, as if hesitating, before opening his mouth to say: "Teacher, I have a question?"

  "What?"

  "What kind of girls does the teacher like? Ones like Asuka?"

  "No!" He denied it without any hesitation. "Although Akane is indeed cute, lively and attractive, but she's not my type."

  She was stunned for a moment, then asked: "So, what kind of girl does the teacher like?"

  What's going on, why ask this, I took a look at Cen's face and had an epiphany.

  Have I finally conquered the momentary line and raised the flag?

  No, no, it can't be.

  Shaking his head vigorously, he drove this idea out of his mind, and another idea rose up.

  It's not entirely like that, recently I've been getting along pretty well with Satsuriku, and when I asked her out on a date she didn't refuse, even though it was just practice.

  After a multitude of thoughts flashed through my mind like sparks, I decided it was better to be cautious.

  "Yes, if I had to say so, it should be a more traditional kind of woman."

  "A bit more traditional." Xiaoyu repeated, saying: "Teacher, can you give an example?"

  For example? This is a difficult problem, is it directly telling her, such as you, or being more tactful.

  But how could I, a non- Casanova, master such high-difficulty skills? It's not something an otaku like me can easily grasp.

  "Hmm, let me think about that." He lifted his head and gazed up at the night sky, but his mind was racing quickly.

  For example, a girl who has received traditional education since childhood.

  Think about it, isn't it no different from what I said earlier? Deny!

  How about you at that moment?

  No way, it's definitely going to be awkward, deny it.

  I think Mokona is just fine

  If I say so, will I be suddenly killed with a knife? No, no!

  This won't work, that won't work either, who can tell me what I should say now?

  Thinking of this, I couldn't help but scratch my hair anxiously, and this action suddenly startled him for a moment.

  "Teacher, teacher, what's wrong..."

  "No, nothing... Ah!" I clapped my hands suddenly and said: "Xia Nian, what kind of boy do you like?"

  "I..."

  He was taken aback for a moment and stuttered, unable to speak.

  "This question is a bit difficult, okay, so what kind of boy do you have a good impression of." I carefully induced.

  Her face suddenly turned red, she didn't dare look at me, and turned her head to one side, stuttering: "N...Nekoji teacher."

  My heart skipped a beat, I pretended to be nonchalant and waved my hand, "No need, no need, Negi is just a ten-year-old kid after all. I have a soft spot for kids like him too."

  "Unintentionally, I had just denied being a Negi, and finally revealed my wolf tail. 'What I wanted to ask is, do you have any good feelings towards boys of the same age? Ah, I forgot that this is an all-girls school, so the age can be relaxed a bit, it's okay even if there's a few years' difference. How about it, is there anyone?'"

  It was already understood from the manga that Setsuna is self-deprecating because he's a Utsu, and after getting Mokuren, he desperately made her his only one.

  Because of that incident, I left Mokona and devoted myself to sword training. To this day, aside from me and Negi, I haven't met any other boys.

  This question of mine is undoubtedly asking her face-to-face, what does she think of me?

  Although it's a bit shameless, I'm really looking forward to your answer at that moment.

  My eyes were fixed intently on her, filled with longing.

  Answer me, answer me, answer me quickly.

  The principle of "haste makes waste" has long been thrown out of the window.