The Nakamori family home, second floor, Aoko's bedroom.
The lighting was warm, but the atmosphere was somewhat subtle.
Aoko was half-heartedly "invited" back to her bedroom, where she sat at her desk, holding the pen decorated with a little rabbit, with her math homework, which was giving her a headache, spread out in front of her.
Father-in-law working overtime, mother-in-law providing "divine assistance".
Faced with such a perfect combination of "the best father-in-law and mother-in-law in the world", Yuzuru Hanyu certainly would not disappoint their deep feelings and high expectations.
The "extracurricular tutoring" session was interrupted before dinner.
We must start over, and with greater intensity!
Yuzuru stood behind her, pulling out a smooth, slender black teaching stick from somewhere, and lightly tapping it against his palm, making a faint, unsettling sound.
He stood behind Aoko, his tall figure casting a shadow that almost completely enveloped the petite girl.
"Alright, Aoko, let's continue with the lesson."
Teacher Nan announced, her tone carrying an unquestionable authority.
"My father-in-law is working overtime, and my mother-in-law... well, Aunt Bizi trusts us and has created such a good learning environment for us. We can't waste it. We have to live up to Aunt Bizi's trust, right?"
"I must master these key points tonight."
Aoko shrank back and muttered softly, "...Where did that stick come from..."
She remembered that there was absolutely nothing like that in the house!
She's such a good girl; her parents would never lay a finger on her.
Yuzuru raised an eyebrow, his smile playful: "Oh, this? I just 'borrowed' it from Aunt Chikage next door. She said it was used to 'motivate' Kaito to study, and it was incredibly effective, especially for curing all kinds of disobedience and distraction."
As she was leaving, Qianying leaned against the doorframe, teasingly saying with a smile: "Qingzi's skin is delicate, so please be gentle and tender with her. Just give her gentle 'guidance'~"
Yuzuru was quite helpless at the time.
Not every girl has certain peculiar loves like you, sister...
He just wanted to use it to increase his authority as a teacher and scare this inattentive little lamb; how could he possibly bear to hit her?
He would feel sorry for him too.
"Focus, Aoko."
Yuzuru tapped the difficult problem in the workbook with his pointer, which was marked with several circles, making a crisp sound. "Look at the problem, don't always look at the teacher. There are no problem-solving formulas on the teacher's face."
Aoko pouted, reluctantly turning back to stare at the incomprehensible title, muttering under her breath, "...tyranny...dictatorship..."
"Huh? What are you saying? Speak louder, let the teacher hear you."
Yuzuru leaned down, his chest almost touching her back.
Aoko immediately cowered, turning into a quail in an instant: "N-nothing! I was just saying this question is really hard! It's really hard!"
The voice was extremely loud, an attempt to cover up a guilty conscience.
Which one?
Yuzuru's gaze swept over the question, which was a comprehensive problem combining trigonometric functions and geometry. "This question tests the flexible application of the sine theorem and the technique of adding auxiliary lines... Didn't I just talk about similar ideas and techniques before dinner?"
"Uh... I think... I've mentioned it before?"
Aoko's eyes darted around, clearly indicating that she hadn't listened at all.
She bit her pen, trying to get away with it by saying, "I...I forgot...my head is a little dizzy..."
"Forgot?"
Yuzuru bent down.
"If you don't concentrate on your studies, and the knowledge goes in one ear and out the other, you'll be punished, Aoko. Give me your hand."
His voice, a blend of warm breath and icy command, created an extremely stimulating contrast that assaulted Aoko's senses.
Aoko's cheeks flushed bright red, and her heart was pounding so hard it felt like it was going to break.
She hesitated for a moment, then slowly extended her left hand, palm up.
Looking at her pitiful, adorable appearance, which seemed both vulnerable and tempting to commit crimes, Yu Shengnan's smile deepened.
Aoko shrank back in fright.
However, the expected pain did not occur.
It landed symbolically in her palm.
But it feels itchy and numb.
"ah..."
Aoko instinctively gasped softly, her eyes instantly reddening. She looked up at Yuzuru with teary eyes, her gaze filled with accusation.
Wow...so exciting...
"Do you know you were wrong?"
Yu Shengnan's voice became a little hoarse, and he looked at her with a dark gaze, seeing her pitiful yet tempting appearance.
"I...I understand..." Aoko's voice was barely audible.
"What's wrong with it?"
"I shouldn't... I shouldn't have been daydreaming in class... I shouldn't have listened to Teacher Nan..."
"Anything else?"
"I shouldn't have... forgotten what Teacher Nan said... it went in one ear and out the other..."
"very good."
Yuzuru seemed satisfied.
"Now, I'll say it again, so listen carefully~ If you still don't understand... the punishment will have to be upgraded."
"Watch closely, let's draw an auxiliary line here first..."
With one hand propped on the table and the other holding a pen, Yuzuru smoothly drew auxiliary lines and steps on the draft paper.
His explanations remained clear and thorough, and his voice was deep and pleasant.
But this time, his body was even closer.
His warm breath brushed against her neck, occasionally "accidentally" brushing against a strand of hair on her earlobe, causing a ticklish sensation...
Aoko's attention was completely unable to focus on those complex formulas and graphs.
She could clearly feel the warmth emanating from his chest, hear his steady and powerful heartbeat, and even smell his refreshing and alluring scent...
This is hardly learning.
This is clearly torture! A sweet yet torturous torture!
but……
Of course, she would never dare to say this aloud; it only existed in the excited little theater of the girl's mind.
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(The clever author has already noticed that the cover and name have been changed. As for why, well, it's because... the account has been blocked...)
I want to cry. Closing the book wasn't enough; they even blocked the name. The current name is the one the author initially wrote for the book's title and cover; the name and cover used in later book reviews were blocked...
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