Top Student Don’t Need Superpowers

Asakawa walked out of the kitchen and shouted.

"coming."

Mr. Kirisu put down the remote control, walked into the kitchen to wash his hands, took out the rice cooker and the dishes, then filled the rice and waited for Asakawa to come out.

"Wait..." Looking at the two bowls of rice neatly placed on the table, Kirisu Maho suddenly reacted, "When did I have the two bowls?"

"looking at what?"

Asakawa Naoki walked out of the kitchen carrying curry.

"I didn't see anything." Kirisu Masuu turned his head quickly.

"Then eat."

An advertisement is being shown on the TV. A female office worker in a suit is walking on a busy street.

"New advertisement?" Asakawa Naoki looked at the TV while holding his rice bowl.

Many advertisements in Japan have wonderful content, sand sculptures in style, and more interesting than TV dramas.

This female office worker looked up to the sky, her face was obviously pale.

"Her heatstroke, right?" Kirsu Matsumoto tilted his head and guessed.

The advertisement continued. The female office worker on TV seemed a little weak. After walking for two steps, her feet were soft and fell to the ground, and then instinctively caught an office worker passing by.

"Tear--"

The suit on the middle-aged office worker uncle was directly torn apart, revealing his black lace bra.

Hey, is the real protagonist the perverted office worker who likes to wear girls underwear?

As a result, the next moment, the picture suddenly freezes, and a man and a woman ran out next to him, holding a bottle of newly listed oral medicine in their hands.

"What about female anemia?"

"Let us take care of your worries."

To solve your sister, the male office worker who really needs to solve the crisis is OK!

Naoki Asakawa stopped in midair with his chopsticks, looked at the underwear on the middle-aged uncle, and muttered: "Looks so familiar..."

"Shut up." Kirisu's face blushed, and she stared in shame, "eat your meal."

When I think about it, no wonder I feel that the suit is quite familiar. When I cleaned the room before, I not only saw it with my own eyes, but also knew what it felt like!

Had dinner soon.

Asakawa Naoki sat at the table, drank tea steadily, washed the pot and washed the dishes and other trivial matters were naturally handled by Mate.

When Matsumoto came out of the kitchen, Naoki Asakawa turned his head and looked around, "Shall we start the massage?"

"……Ok."

Kirito nodded softly and agreed.

Naoki Asakawa put down his teacup, "Teacher, take off your clothes."

"what?!"

Kirisu Shinwon opened his eyes suddenly, with an unbelievable expression on Qiao's face, "You actually want to... I don't know how to do it, it's unconventional! Don't forget that I am your teacher!"

Chapter 388

"Teacher, listen to me to explain..."

"Don't explain it."

Mr. Kirisu put his hands on his chest, his teeth clenched his lower lip, and looked vigilantly with his eyes looking at the scourge, "So massage is just a cover, you actually want to... go back and write a review."

What do you think?

I didn't think about anything. If you really want to do something bad, a snap of your fingers can turn you into a puppet!When the time comes, you can do whatever you want with your body except yelling no!

"How do you massage in a suit?" Naoki Asakawa vomited, "I took off my clothes quickly and changed to casual clothes."

Kirito opened his mouth and realized that he would be wrong, his pretty face turned red, and he turned his head and said, "You go back, and I can rest by myself after taking a bath. You don't need a massage."

Isn't it?

A teacher asks a student to help with a massage, but it doesn't seem appropriate to think about it.

"Hurry up." Naoki Asakawa said expressionlessly, "Don't forget that tomorrow there will be the top priority to follow Miharu."

"..."

The so-called battle is to constantly look for the enemy's weakness and kill with one blow.

There is no doubt that his sister Miharu is the weak point of Ma Dong. Asakawa Naoki, who wanted to firmly refuse, hesitated again, and finally bit his lower lip tightly, reluctantly got up and took his civilian clothes and walked to the bathroom.

"Don't bite your lip."

"Eh?"

"If you bite again, you will bleed. Sister Meichun might doubt us tomorrow."

Kirisu's lower lip bite tighter: "...Shut up."

After a while.

Mr. Kirisu, who put on a high school sports uniform, walked out of the bathroom and sat down on the sofa.

"Why does the teacher always wear this uniform?" Naoki Asakawa couldn't help asking, "Does this uniform have any special meaning to you?"

"Special significance?" Kirisu Masuu tilted his head, "There is no such thing."

Xiao Zhendong raised his hands, tucked his hair in front of him, and said naturally, "I just got used to it, so I didn't plan to change it."

Hey, what a nostalgic person are you!

"Where is the evening dress?"

"No."

"Where's the dress?"

"In the closet, I barely pass through."