Top Student Don’t Need Superpowers

Kirito's pretty face condensed, and he turned into a [unsmiling cold beauty] in the school who wanted to get closer, but only dared to look far away.

"Sit up straight while reading, and take care to protect your eyesight." Kirisu Masuyo looked down, wearing pajamas, but he seemed to be standing on a podium, exuding a strong aura, "Also, at eleven o'clock, I am going to turn off the light Sleep, don’t stay up late, lest you lose energy during the day."

Hello, have you got your identity wrong?

Don't use the master's tone to give orders. You are here to stay, not to be the housekeeper!

"what did you just say?"

Kirisu Madong pressed her lips, half-squinting his eyes, "I seem to hear the butler..."

"It's you, housekeeper!"

If you let high school students go to bed and rest at eleven o'clock, you are simply the devil!Young people nowadays, if they don’t use their mobile phones until midnight, they are simply sorry for the full battery!

"Ah..." For the sake of his own personal safety, Naoki Asakawa sighed, "I mean it's great to have a teacher taking care of me."

...

Kirisu did not play games late into the night like the bad girl the day before yesterday. As a teacher and assistant to the principal, she had to deal with many things. At this moment, she sat opposite Naoki Asakawa and began to deal with official duties.

The apartment quickly quieted down.

Time passed quietly.

"call……"

Naoki Asakawa let out a sigh of relief and closed the notebook in his hand. Furuhashi, Ogata, and the five idiots of the Nakano family, everyone has to help prepare notes. I always feel that if this continues, I will be like a programmer. Suffering from stenosing tenosynovitis!

Teacher Ruanmao is still writing the form, with his left hand propped on his chin, white and tender fingertips like green onion roots, subconsciously fiddled with a strand of blue silk around his ear, holding a pencil in his right hand, writing and drawing on the paper.

Warm lights fell down, with the delicate Qiong nose as the boundary, forming two layers of orderly light and dark on Xiao Zhendong’s face. The clear eyes swayed gently, and the seriousness and coldness in the eyes were a little less serious and softer. And gentle, just like the girl in the painting, very beautiful.

"If you make your debut as an idol, it must be super popular, right?"

Naoki Asakawa thought divergently, "Maybe I can get the highest honor of'teacher first in the world'."

"stare--"

Kirisu Masuu raised his eyes, and the gentleness on his face was instantly hidden and put away.

"What are you looking at?"

Of course I'm looking at you. You are not allowed to be seen if you look good?

"It's already eleven o'clock." Naoki Asakawa's face remained unchanged, and he said without guilty, "It's time to go to bed."

Mr. Kirisu picked up the cell phone next to him and found that it was indeed past eleven o'clock. He closed his eyes and exhaled, with a tired expression: "Get ready to rest."

Naoki Asakawa opened the closet and came out with a quilt in it, "You sleep on the bed, I sleep on the sofa."

It's definitely impossible to sleep together, you can't even mention it.

Mr. Kirisu hesitated for half a second, did not refuse, and nodded gently and said, "...Hmm."

...

No words for a night.

There would have been rainy night incidents. Unfortunately, under the influence of unknown forces, the two slept as fast as Mount Tai. They did not wake up from thunder or rain. Only Asakawa Naoki sneezed several times after he woke up from the cold in the morning.

Naoki Asakawa put on his clothes and started washing, then went out to the convenience store downstairs and simply bought some ingredients, and returned to the apartment to make breakfast, mainly rice, natto, sour bamboo shoots and saury.

Clean the saury, cut two slices of lemon, and bake it in the oven. Pay attention to the heat. Natto is eaten immediately after opening the lid. Sour bamboo shoots are small pickles, basically no effort.

After finishing the treatment, Naoki Asakawa turned his head and saw that Kirisu was awake. He was sitting on the bed as a duck, rubbing his eyes gently. During the day, he had sharp eyes like a falcon, leaving only the cuteness of a cat. And confused.

I don't know when the first button of the pajamas was unbuttoned, and the delicate collarbone could be vaguely seen under the snow-white slender neck.

"wake up?"

Naoki Asakawa said, "Go wash your face and brush your teeth. Breakfast will be ready soon."

"Ok……"

Kirisu Matsumu responded in a daze, stretched out his right leg from the quilt, and when he came in contact with the cold morning air, his cardamom-like round and lovely toes curled up.

"Hmm~ It's cold."

Kirisu Masuyo withdrew his feet back with a swish.

"It seemed like it rained last night," Asakawa explained. "The temperature today is lower than yesterday."

Mr. Kirisu turned his head and looked towards the balcony. The sky was foggy, and it was obviously not clear yet.

Hearing Naoki Asakawa sneezed, Mr. Kirisu turned his eyes to look, and a flash of self-blame flashed in his eyes: "You... didn't catch a cold last night, right?"

"I'm fine." Asakawa said with a shrug, "I sleep until dawn, and the quality of sleep has never been higher."

"Eh……?"

Mr. Kirisu was startled, tilted his head and thought about it, and quickly found that he was in excellent condition. Obviously, the quality of sleep last night was super good. Usually there are some minor symptoms of insomnia, which have not happened once, just like a miracle. .

"It feels a little strange."

"Don't be surprised." Asakawa interrupted, "Get up quickly, it's time to go to school."

"..."

Had breakfast.

Naoki Asakawa walked out of the apartment first, and after confirming that there was no one else nearby, he raised his hand and knocked on the door lightly.

The door of the room opened quickly, and Mr. Kirito stood on tiptoe and slid out quickly, typical of a guilty conscience.

"It's troublesome." Naoki Asakawa emptied his eyes. "You obviously didn't do anything. What is your guilty conscience?"

"Nothing can be misunderstood."

Kirisu Matsuoka came over and waved to drive people: "You hurry up to school."

...

No words all the way.

Asakawa Naoki arrived at the school as usual and started reading.

One minute before the ringing of the morning reading class bell, I walked in from the back door on time in May, with a blushing face, panting lightly, "Hoo~ I'm almost caught up."