The rain continued to fall.
Indeed, students seemed to be pretty much the same regardless of the world.
Most of the students in Ho Fei-yu's class entered the classroom in the last ten minutes before the bell, including the girl behind him, Saki Yoshida.
The first class was Japanese Language Arts.
The first thing the gentle teacher, Miwa Shirakawa, did upon entering the classroom was not to teach, but to ask if any students who had been drenched by the rain needed to take a leave to rest in the infirmary.
No one raised their hand, but many looked at her with adoration. Not all teachers were like Miwa Shirakawa, putting people first and caring about the students' health.
Miwa Shirakawa also keenly noticed Izumi Nogami's peculiar behavior. After all, a normal person wouldn't support themselves on a desk with both hands, making them sit half a head higher than others.
The incident between Ho Fei-yu and Izumi Nogami had not spread yet. Most people looked at Izumi Nogami with curiosity, wondering why she was behaving that way.
If this were normal circumstances, expressing concern would be fine, but now...
Izumi Nogami quickly insisted she was fine. Driven by pride, she forcibly endured the pain in her butt and sat down. Only then did Miwa Shirakawa stop questioning her. However, in less than two and a half minutes, Izumi Nogami's face turned red with discomfort. She stood up again, and before Miwa Shirakawa could speak, she claimed she wanted to sleep and stood at the back of the classroom.
From then on, Ho Fei-yu felt a scorching gaze constantly fixed on him from behind. If looks could kill, he figured he would already be dead.
The bell rang for the end of class.
Ho Fei-yu was about to get up to go to the bathroom. He had drunk too much peach juice yesterday and hadn't been to the toilet yet.
As expected, Yūshin Aonoi turned around and, as usual, occupied his desk.
"Miwa-sensei is so gentle~ Completely unlike Kanade Himuro-sensei or Kyōko Tsukishima-sensei."
The girl propped her cheeks up with her hands, her eyes fixed on Ho Fei-yu's face, speaking with a smile.
"Hehe, Miwa-sensei is indeed very gentle."
Ho Fei-yu didn't know how many times Yūshin Aonoi had mentioned Miwa Shirakawa's good qualities to him. His ears were almost numb. But, to be fair, she was indeed several times gentler than Kanade Himuro or Kyōko Tsukishima.
The Kyōko Tsukishima he mentioned here was their English teacher, whose strict attitude towards students was even higher than Kanade Himuro's. Any student who dared to fool around in her class had their parents called in—truly terrifying.
"A gentle person like Miwa-sensei, I wonder who will be the lucky one to marry her. But I think I saw a diamond ring on her left ring finger. Is she already married?"
"What were you doing in class?"
Ho Fei-yu playfully tapped the girl's head. He saw her usually concentrating so hard in class, but it turned out her mind was elsewhere.
"Fei-yu-kun! Didn't I tell you not to hit my head? What if you damage it, and people think I'm stupid and won't marry me!?"
Yūshin Aonoi hugged her head and complained pitifully.
"Isn't it normal for an idiot not to get married? If you did, you'd just ruin someone else's life, so better not to marry."
"Alright, I'm going to the restroom."
Ho Fei-yu quickly took his leave when he saw Yūshin Aonoi about to say more. It felt great to retort and then escape!
"Hmph! Ruin someone's life? Just watch me stick to you forever! I'll give you three fat boys and annoy you to death!"
Yūshin Aonoi complained unhappily at Ho Fei-yu's retreating back. Then, she turned and rested her head on the desk, thinking of names, leaving Saki Yoshida, who witnessed the entire exchange, completely stunned.
'What is the relationship between Fei-yu-kun and Yūshin-kun? Doesn't Fei-yu-kun have a girlfriend...?'
"..."
"Izumi, he's gone. We can act now."
The dark-skinned gyaru, Sae Hinata, acted as the lookout, observing Ho Fei-yu's every move since the class ended.
"Good, Sae, get the glue. Let's go."
Izumi Nogami was delighted and told Sae Hinata.
Minako Sanada was tired of advising them. Let destruction reign.
But as their best friend, sharing fortune and hardship, she naturally wouldn't be a deserter. She just hoped she wouldn't be publicly spanked this time.
The three of them crept over to Ho Fei-yu's desk. Sae Hinata and Minako Sanada pretended to look out the window, a childish attempt to block others' view, allowing Izumi Nogami to act with confidence.
Izumi Nogami took out the glue and evenly applied it to Ho Fei-yu's seat. To prevent Ho Fei-yu from noticing, she even took care of the details, flattening the glued surface to make it harder to detect.
"Are you done, Izumi?"
Minako Sanada urged her. The longer they delayed, the greater the chance of exposure. If they were spanked in front of so many people, how would they survive?
"Done!"
Izumi Nogami looked at her handiwork with satisfaction. As long as no one confessed, Ho Fei-yu was guaranteed to suffer today. He would either have to take his pants off or stay glued to the bench all day.
Just thinking about it made Izumi Nogami feel completely refreshed.
"Don't you dare tell him, or I can't guarantee I won't do something very regrettable to you!"
Izumi Nogami threatened Saki Yoshida, who had witnessed the entire process, with a fierce look.
Seeing Saki Yoshida nod obediently, Izumi Nogami left contentedly.
"Izumi, do you think his underwear will stick too? He'll have to walk home with his bare butt, hahaha~"
The dark-skinned gyaru, Sae Hinata, said gleefully beside Izumi Nogami. She was already imagining Ho Fei-yu's embarrassed state when he sat down.
"Hmph! I'm going to film it with my phone!"
Izumi Nogami also pictured the scene. A smile involuntarily appeared on her face. She was just waiting for Ho Fei-yu to return so she could vent her frustration properly.
Saki Yoshida stared blankly at Ho Fei-yu's seat, torn between telling him or not. Izumi Nogami's fierce gaze had been genuinely terrifying.
Just as the girl hesitated, Ho Fei-yu's figure appeared from the front door, slowly walking toward them.
"Fei-yu-kun, there's something on your seat! Don't sit down!"
Saki Yoshida's mind was in turmoil. Izumi Nogami's ferocious eyes and the image of Ho Fei-yu protecting her flashed wildly. Just as Ho Fei-yu was about to reach his seat, Ho Fei-yu's image finally won over Izumi Nogami's threat. The girl didn't hesitate and spoke resolutely.
"Oh no! Izumi, she told Ho Fei-yu!"
"Damn it!"
Izumi Nogami cursed, biting her fingernail.
"Wait!? I don't think so. He sat down!"
"What?"
Izumi Nogami immediately looked over at her words and indeed saw Ho Fei-yu sitting in his seat. The frustration that had just flared up instantly vanished, replaced by joy.
"Haha, now he's in trouble. We'll find another chance to prank him later."
The dark-skinned gyaru, Sae Hinata, said jokingly.
"We should go back to our seats too. Class is about to start. It's Kyōko Tsukishima's class, which is annoying. By the way, what happens if we get Kyōko Tsukishima to call on Ho Fei-yu?"
Sae Hinata suggested slyly.
"Sae, that's a brilliant idea! One of us will pretend to raise our hand to answer a question and then fail. Then, we recommend him to answer. Whether he stands up or not, he's screwed."
Izumi Nogami said maliciously.
"Hehe, Izumi, you are so wicked, but I love it."
Sae Hinata winked back.
Only Minako Sanada looked at Ho Fei-yu with pity.
Perhaps out of a guilty conscience, Izumi Nogami glanced at her own seat upon returning. It was bright and shiny, like it had been glued, but she couldn't see anything conclusive. She shook her head, thinking it was highly unlikely.
The bell rang.
"Dada," the sound of high heels followed. Izumi Nogami immediately sat down. After resting for a whole class, her butt felt much better, and she could sit.
But the moment she sat down, she felt a stickiness coming from her buttocks, like sitting on a water-filled balloon.
'How could this be!?'
Izumi Nogami gasped internally, reaching down in disbelief to touch the seat. Before her fingers even reached the chair, she felt a sticky sensation.
She immediately stood up, but her skirt was stuck to the seat, and a cold draft blew between her legs. The chair dragged along with a loud thud.