The students in the classroom watched Alistair's nonchalant behavior, coupled with his confident attitude, and concluded that his claim about knowing the Student Council Vice President might be true.
If that was the case, Alistair became even more untouchable. He was already a formidable fighter and now had connections in the Student Council. Who would dare provoke a person like that?
Meanwhile, Takeshi Ojika at the back also dismissed his thoughts of revenge. If Alistair truly knew the Student Council Vice President, messing with him would be easy for Alistair.
Alistair could find any excuse to make Takeshi do hard labor. If he refused, Alistair could find a reason to beat him up, and Takeshi couldn't even complain.
With this thought, Takeshi Ojika immediately gave up the idea of lingering near Mina Morita. He could just walk around her. There were plenty of girls at this school; missing out on these two wouldn't hurt.
Thinking this way, Takeshi Ojika felt much better. He scanned the area and spotted a new target.
That girl, is she Kasumi Haruno? I never noticed her body was so good before. I'll go chat her up later.
Wait, her spot looks a little dangerous.
Takeshi Ojika looked at the distance between Kasumi Haruno and Mina Morita. They weren't front-and-back desks, but they weren't far apart either. Do I have to change targets again?
Forget it. I'll just find a chance to chat her up and see... Takeshi Ojika thought, frustrated.
Alistair, meanwhile, returned to his seat, slouching casually, and pulled out his phone to play a game right there in class.
Misaki-sensei, the Biology Teacher, was clearly still young and affected by Alistair's behavior. She couldn't teach properly, constantly misspoke, and forgot her points, hastily concluding the lesson when the bell rang.
"The student playing on his phone, come to my office later." Misaki-sensei pointed at Alistair and then immediately left the classroom.
"Ugh, Alistair, are you going to go?" Mina asked instinctively. Based on her understanding of Alistair, he shouldn't bother listening to the teacher, but she asked anyway.
"I have nothing else to do. I might as well go see. I want to see what this Biology Teacher has to say." Alistair stood up and told Mina.
With that, he glanced toward Takeshi Ojika's desk. Takeshi Ojika, who was about to get up to chat with Kasumi Haruno, made eye contact with the turning Alistair. He immediately sat back down. Takeshi Ojika didn't want Alistair to seek him out.
"Alright, that's it. If that yellow-haired bastard bothers you again, tell me. I'll cripple him." Alistair told Mina, not bothering to hide his voice.
Most people in the class hadn't been there at noon and hadn't witnessed Alistair crushing the bully Takeshi Ojika, so they didn't pay much attention to his arrogant words.
Everyone knew who liked to harass Mina Morita and looked at the person concerned. Unexpectedly, Takeshi Ojika was silent, head bowed, playing with his phone, appearing to be deeply engrossed in the internet.
Everyone knew Takeshi Ojika wasn't fond of phone games and preferred chatting up beautiful girls. His current behavior could only mean one thing: that cute-looking boy was someone he couldn't mess with.
If Takeshi Ojika, this relatively lawless rogue, couldn't mess with him, they naturally should avoid him as much as possible. A consensus was quickly reached through silent glances: Do not upset that man.
So, what was the best way? Of course, it was to bring Mina Morita into their own social circle! If Mina Morita whispered sweet nothings in Alistair's ear, perhaps their clique would gain a powerful backing, allowing them to do whatever they wanted.
Alistair had no idea that his actions would make Mina Morita the ultimate prize for almost all the popular cliques in the class afterward.
The teachers' offices for each grade were located next to the stairwell, right next to Class A, making it convenient for studious students from Classes A and B to ask questions.
Knock, knock!
"Please come in." Misaki-sensei's signature gentle voice came from inside.
Thud.
Alistair opened the door and looked around. The teachers' office was empty except for Misaki-sensei.
"The other teachers have finished their business, either gone to dinner or gone home. I stayed behind because I wanted to talk to you." Misaki-sensei removed her small glasses and looked at Alistair. Her tone was still calm and gentle.
"Student, I know you are not in my class. Your girlfriend, Morita-san, while her grades are not excellent, has a very good attitude toward learning.
Playing on your phone so blatantly during class makes me very disappointed, teacher. It makes it difficult to teach well. Perhaps I am too easily influenced by the environment.
However, I still hope you won't play on your phone during class. If you must play, please do it discreetly. Don't leave it on your desk like today, okay?"
Misaki-sensei's voice was incredibly gentle, seemingly possessing a magic that made people feel calm.
"Hey, Misaki-sensei, I locked the door behind me, you know." Alistair's answer was non-responsive, confusing Misaki-sensei.
"Lock the door... why... um..." Misaki-sensei wanted to ask Alistair what was going on, but her lips were sealed by Alistair.
A nimble and swift tongue, like a snake, immediately parted her lips, pried open her teeth, and entered her mouth, beginning its offensive.
Misaki-sensei was assaulted by Alistair with a look of surprise. She didn't react at first, and by the time she did, the aggressor had already begun to invade and plunder her territory.
Compared to Alistair, Misaki-sensei's resistance was like a marshmallow being blown by a high-speed fan—weak and powerless. In fact, Misaki-sensei's resistance only piqued Alistair's interest further.
Tangling, exchanging... Alistair noticed that Misaki-sensei's technique was incredibly inexperienced. She could only let Alistair take whatever he wanted under his aggressive moves. Her resistance was practically negligible. After adapting, she even started cooperating with Alistair.
Their lips separated.
"Your technique is very rusty. It seems Misaki-sensei doesn't practice much. Don't you have a boyfriend?" Alistair licked his lips, wiping his lower lip with his thumb, and asked with a light laugh.
"...N-never had a boyfriend..." Misaki-sensei's voice suddenly dropped to a whisper.
"..."
Is this some mysterious power? Someone with such a great body should have been broken in in high school, right? Otherwise, what are all the yellow-haired guys in this world for? Coercion, forced sex—isn't that supposed to be standard practice?
Alistair recalled that, besides Chiaki, all the girls he'd had sex with had been virgins. Was he just lucky?
"?"
Snapping back to reality, Alistair found Misaki-sensei looking at him with a puzzled gaze. Her eyes were like a pool of spring water, tinged with a hint of expectation.
However, Alistair didn't plan to continue. Many students were still around. It would be troublesome if Misaki-sensei lost control and screamed.
"Good girl. Let's go to your house next time. We'll leave it at this for now. Don't worry, I'll behave in your class. Misaki-sensei, your persuasion was very effective on me."
Alistair cupped Misaki-sensei's face, lowered his head to kiss her forehead again, and while she was still stunned, he turned and unlocked the door, walking out.