- Avoid the vital points, I want to leave him a sieve, but not dead. - She said.
- Tube well, in the belly, can you? He questioned.
- Avoid opening the stomach. - She said.
That's what he did, next to her, for a few hours.
Anyway, eventually, he would give in, then, after a few more screams in Chinese after the insults had stopped, he started to beg.
- Now, I want to make you bleed, no matter what you say now. That time, when he was pierced everywhere, from the chest to the back.
So, after the man begged him to stop, Veronika said. Now, I don't want to know, I want to send a message. She said, taking the needle out of her pocket, starting to sew her mouth, when Tsuki left, she didn't want to see the rest of the torture, going up the stairs, towards her room for a plan of a French bitch.
The next day, he put on Veronika's Gogo Boys cologne, tight pants instead of a uniform, a long black cape, revealing clothes, to throw himself in front of the whore, according to rumours, she killed after sex, well thank goodness that she was a murderer who killed after sex with the target in bed, in which he placed some bugs and communicators, with the help of Veronika, who left him at the academy door, then, heading to the corridor, crowded with students and teachers.
Anyway, as he left for school, Veronika's henchmen came and took the man away as a warning, even though he remembers that he purposely didn't do the homework she asked for, twice in a row, whatever. thing, he was dumb.
At that time, he saw the woman, short skirt, prominent neckline, blond hair loose over her head, a long ponytail, high heels, tight clothes, a complete Jezebel..., in the words of his godmother.
He had a plan, so he put it into practice, getting information from her, from a rival mafia would be easy, he had the drugs that his godmother Veronika gave him, he had a week before she killed another student's son who belonged to Veronika's group.
Her two weeks' worth of lessons piled up in her backpack, he grabbed them, as his dumb, hormonal classmate was approaching her, he grabbed a bottle of soda, half a meter before he found his teacher, playing with all in his face.
- Sorry, I tripped. - He said.
- You damn... - He was going to say the rest, but whatever he was going to finish saying, literally fell there, when Tsuki kicked his groin, pushing him with him, the monitor, saw the boy fall, if approaching the Japanese Tsundere and class monitors like him.
- What happened to him? - She questioned.
- He tripped, hit his head, falling with the soda. - He said.
- You want me to take you to the hospital wing? - She questioned him.
- Please, Shoko. - He said.
- Your ass... - He said, to be punched in the stomach, handed to the girl. "I..." Then he passed out.
- Want me to put it in the broom closet? - She questioned him.
- Why would you do that? He questioned her.
- I want to join your club, I want your godmother to train me. - She said.
- She'll contact you tomorrow. - He said. "As long as he isn't seen for the next few hours. - He said.
- Leave it to me. - The tsundere, took a rope, leaving with him, towards an alley.
Meanwhile, he left there, picking up his cell phone, sending a message to his godmother, then putting it in his backpack, following the busty and murderous blonde, he tackled her before he reached the teachers' lounge.
- Teacher, Viktoria? He questioned her.
- Yes boy? - She struck a pose, looking at a mass of papers in her hands. Didn't you manage to do your homework? - She questioned him.
- Not at all, I'm bad at French. - He said.
- I sees. - She said. Looking sideways. - Let's go to my room.
Then he followed her, it was across the hall, in the opposite direction of the teachers' lounge.
As they walked in, he looked at pink everywhere, a closet and ruffles on the table.
- What did you not understand in my class? - She questioned him, sitting in front of him at the table.
- Everything, if I don't get it, I'll fail. - He said.
The woman sighed. We have an hour, until my class starts, I'll text your teacher, now, you have math, right? - She questioned him taking the cell phone.
- Yeah, teacher, Miko. - He said.
Then she picked up her cell phone sending a few messages really quick, looked like the scarlet sprinter.
- Let's go to tutoring class. - The blonde woman said. Show me what you cannot understand. - She said.
At that time, the plan started, he showed her the lessons, getting as close as possible, between his excuses, in which he in the middle of classes, between half an hour, feeling her breasts, next to his face, when she sat down. approached to loosely correct his lesson.
At that time, when he, before he could do anything else, tripping over his own feet as he rounded the table, he kissed her, before he drew back, she didn't fight back, nor did she pull away, but to her surprise, she deepened the kiss, it was more than ten minutes of kissing for it to evolve into rubbing and some making out when he let go, before the door slammed, and he stepped away, jumping a few inches off the table.
Running to sit in her chair, before the woman cleared her throat then said.
- Come in... - She said, heading for the door.
It was the teacher, Jo Ye from calculus, she the next class after the math teacher.
- I wanted to know if he will attend the next class. - She said.
- You didn't text. She said to the table.
- I sent it, but you didn't reply. - She said.
- The backup, she said, I left on silent. Viktoria said, looking at her cell phone. - Sorry. - She said.
- Tsuki is hot in here. - The teacher said. Let's take a break, we'll continue tomorrow. - The woman said.
- All right, teacher. He said, getting up, being taken by the teacher towards the corridor.
- Warm room, why not ask for an air conditioner. - The other said, as she left.
- I will ask. - She said, before the other closed the door, behind her, when they went down the hall, towards her class.
At that time, he managed to get away without being caught, besides being receptive with a good shot of adrenaline, he called his godmother later to talk about the Tsundere girl, taking her with him to the godmother's mansion.