Sekkusu & danjon! ! ~ Wagaya no chika ni, H kaisū = reberu no danjon ga shutsugen shita

"Phew..."

Sofa in our living room.

When I got home from the Winter Island house, I sat there deep down and sighed.

I feel comfortable with a moderate sense of vanity and fatigue.

Too much ejaculation and a little sore in the groin, but that's great to remind me of another night at the Winter Island house.

(But... you're a little sleepy...)

Thanks to Mr. Fuyushima, his sexuality was completely satisfied.

My appetite is equally satisfying because I was well fed for breakfast.

But one more of the three great cravings...... Sleep cravings were not very fulfilled.

It was 2: 00 in the middle of the night when I fell asleep, and it was 8: 00 in the morning when I was woken up.

Given the fact that he had also been full of intense exercise, it was only natural to feel a lack of sleep for six hours.

"... go to sleep"

Get up off the couch and head to your room.

Spring Town Sensei is supposed to come for exploration at about 2 p.m.

I don't have anything to do today on Sunday, and I have enough time to get some sleep.

I lay in bed in my room.

…………

... Somehow, I feel uncomfortable sleeping alone.

I slept with Mr. Winter Island last night, so is that muddy and not enough?

I also kinda miss Mr. Fuyushima's sweet body odor.

(Well, I have two more "special night tickets," and I'll be sleeping with the girl again soon...)

I have such inferior thoughts and slowly pull out my whole body.

Out of fatigue, the sleep came right to me.

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Pean pawn......

"Mmm..."

The chime on the front door sounds and wakes it up from a deep sleep in kick-ass.

Tiredness characteristic of waking up.

Looking at the clock, the short hand was pointing to a number of two.

2 o'clock...

That means the front door chime just now was probably something the teacher rang.

(Something, you fell asleep a lot...)

Get up, stretch your back and drowsiness.

It was about ten o'clock in the morning when I got into bed, so I would have been asleep for about four hours.

I seem to have slept long enough for a nap.

I scratch my head and get out of my room and head to the first floor.

In the meantime, let's get Dr. Harumachi inside.

When I opened the front door feeling a little drowsy as it was, the teacher still waited there softly.

It's still a fashionable outfit for adults today.

"Oh, oh, Saino."

"Hello, Doctor. Please, come up."

"Ugh, um"

Exchange greetings and invite Harumachi Sensei into the house.

The teacher followed suit and walked right in.

He's not used to coming to us yet, and he's a bit behaving suspiciously.

Or is it still affecting your period?

But when the door closed completely, the teacher looked at my face and slapped my neck.

"... could he have been asleep?

"Oh, uh... yes. Are you sleeping habits or something?

"No, that's not true... somehow, you look sleepy"

Dr. Harumachi looks at this face with interest.

Is my sleeping face that rare?

Well, I've never slept in school class, so I've never seen a face like this.

"I stayed up a lot last night, and that's why I slept until just now. Actually, I haven't even had lunch yet."

"... I see. Hmm... lunch, yet..."

To my words, the teacher puts his hand on his chin and thinks of something.

Somehow, I feel a little red on my cheeks.

Looking at what was going on, the teacher eventually looked up.

"All right, Saino, show me to the kitchen."

"Kitchen......?...! No way, Doctor..."

"Oh. Because of that, and I'll make you lunch."

Spring Town Sensei with a confident breast.

My nose is a little rough because of my motivation.

Apparently he's seriously going to cook.

………… Something tells me you don't like it...)

Imagine a teacher standing in the kitchen, her breasts squirting naturally.

Dr. Harumachi never even wore a skirt until recently.

Can such a teacher be fulfilled and cook like a girl?

No, I don't care what you think.

The person seems motivated, but it's probably going to be worse than I make.

But how can I say no in this situation?

I don't want to because I have anxiety in my teacher's arm, I can't say, I can't say very much.

"... ok. This way, sir."

Yeah, Nanjosan.

I decided to be ready and leave myself to the flow.

It's unlikely, but maybe a regular dish will come out.

If it's too bad, I'll give you a hand.

I took my motivated facial expressions straight to the kitchen.

"What's in the fridge, can I use it?

"Yeah, I don't mind. That said, there's no big deal in it..."

I nod to the teacher who has been asking me with arms around me, remembering the contents of the fridge.

What I do buy away is a lot of stuff that I can save.

Even though I self-cater because I live alone, I don't particularly like cooking, so I don't put anything elaborate aside.

Coupler mens and frozen foods that are easy to make are plentiful though......

But the teacher looked in the fridge and nodded loudly, okay.

They came up with something.

(In the meantime, see how it goes...)

At the kitchen entrance, keep an eye on the teacher.

If you feel a little bit at stake, you just put it in support.

But the teacher doesn't even care about my gaze like that and takes some material out of the fridge.

Is that... garlic, dried food and pasta?

(Something... I just have a bad feeling...)

I accidentally get weird sweats on the materials that don't go well with me no matter what I think.

There's not a single dish that combines these, as far as I know.

Or so it would be strange to eat them separately.

But the teacher cooks them handily.

Cook the dried food on the stove and chop the garlic finely.

In the meantime, hot water was well prepared to boil the pasta.

Unexpectedly, it feels pretty familiar.

Knife judgment is certainly better than mine.

♪

Can you afford it, Dr. Harumachi removing the heated dried food from the stove while mumbling his nose song?

Wondering what to do, the teacher starts to loosen it up with chopsticks on the slab.

When you finish that, just cut the boiled pasta with a monkey in the water.

Stir the chopped garlic in a frying pan so that it flows intact.

"Saino, I'm sorry, but I need you to prepare a plate."

"Oh, yes."

The instructions have flown in, so follow them to remove the vessel from the cupboard.

It's a pasta dish.

The teacher puts the pasta and the dried food in pieces in a frying pan, sprinkles it with olive oil and stirs it slightly before serving it in a vessel.

And finally, when I sprinkled plenty of black pepper, I nodded contentedly loudly.

"Okay, we're done, Saino."

"Ooh..."

I accidentally leak an exclamation at the quality of the dishes I can do.

This pasta looks delicious to see.

The fragrant smell of garlic also appeases.

Though it doesn't add salt, it's probably seasoned with the salt of the dried product.

Apparently, the teacher cooked that much thinking.

Besides, the time it took is surprisingly short.

Because I moved efficiently, or I could really do it in no time.

The teacher stays put and takes the food to the living room.

I rushed to get the fork out of the cupboard and followed it.

"Come on, eat while it's warm. This pasta probably doesn't taste good when it's cold"

"Yes, sir"

Dr. Harumachi puts the vessel on the table and pulls the chair.

I followed it to the table and put my hands together.

"I'll have..."

Use a fork and try a bite of pasta.

Uhm, delicious.

Though lightly seasoned, it is punched with garlic and black pepper.

The saltiness of the dried product also makes me feel somewhat elegant because of the olive oil.

"Doctor, this is delicious."

"Pfft, is that right? Don't worry about me, eat slowly."

To my compliments, Dr. Harumachi laughs happily.

My cheeks are just a little red.

Are maiden hearts tempted by the siege of hand cooking by those they like?

Kind of a very attractive smile.

I keep flattening the pasta.

Eventually, the vessel emptied beautifully.

"Phew... thank you very much"

"Well, that was rough."

After eating and holding hands together, Dr. Harumachi responds with a smile of nickel.

It was really delicious pasta.

If I could make all this stuff, I'd probably even open it at the restaurant.

Well, I can't imagine Dr. Harumachi not being a teacher...

"... but Doctor, why are you so good at cooking? Like your mother taught you?

"Mmm... oh, no, I used to work part-time at a western restaurant when I was a student. That's where I learned the basics. You can never tell me how to cook at home."

"I see..."

I hear the explanation, and I'm finally convinced.

I thought it would work professionally, but they actually served food in the store.

That's why you're a good cook.

(The teacher will be a good daughter-in-law...)

A good cook is a must for a good wife.

Dr. Harumachi, who can make first-class products with the right materials, will meet that condition well enough.

You're smart, and you should be able to find someone in no time if you're married.

... but when I unintentionally imagined Harumachi Sensei as my daughter-in-law, I came up with a certain evil plan.

A good wife's terms are not just good cooks.

... Whether or not you're a good floorer would also be important.

"... Doctor, shall we have a cup of tea? I'll be brewing in a minute, so wait."

"Well. Then, please."

Teacher nodding without any suspicion about these words.

I left such a teacher and left the living room.

Then I pretend to go to the kitchen and sneak up to my room upstairs.

♪

I get to my room and take a small bottle out of the shelf whimpering my nose song.

An extract of thirst.

At first, the one inside was 30 milliliters and the one I used for Mr. Winter Island was 20 milliliters.

Ten more milliliters, but there's more left.

(Even a menstrual teacher should be able to do something horny with this......!

As soon as I drank it, the magical liquid that my intense desire for refinement attacked.

With this, they should be able to serve you with their hands or mouths, even if they can't do the real thing.

Precisely the perfect item for a period.

The problem is my energy, but I also feel that the testicles emptied by Mr. Fuyushima have recovered a little with sleep and diet.

The amount will be small, but there will be enough to give Dr. Harumachi a drink.

Well, even if it's hard to ejaculate, you just have to keep him in extended service until he gets out.

It is never a bad situation in that it can be enjoyed for a long time.

I headed straight to the kitchen, brewed tea for two and mixed the "thirst extract” in one of them.

The ”extract” is transparent, so it doesn't change anything beside it.

Dr. Harumachi will drink this thoroughly.

"... All right"

Take a deep breath, then put the tea in the basin and head to the living room.

What the hell kind of service does Harumachi Sensei give me?

I just imagined that my groin was going to get stiff.