Asakura was a bundle of nerves in the "left and right embrace."
It was rare to have such heroic spirit, and even more difficult to accept the favor of two beauties simultaneously.
He enjoyed the personal attention of the two girls with a 'guilty conscience'.
The most important thing for a person is to act with a clear conscience.
If you feel guilty, convince yourself not to.
Therefore, when Heaven bestows a great responsibility on Asakura, it must first make his heart and mind suffer, his muscles and bones weary, his body hungry and empty, and his plans frustrated. This is to stir his heart and toughen his nature, and increase his ability to do what he could not do before.
After wiping the sweat stains on both sides of Asakura's face, Akane Nanao and Kotonoha Katsura showed no intention of letting go. After putting away their handkerchiefs, they remained close to him, quietly waiting for the cookies to come out of the oven.
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The oven timer rang, and Asakura adjusted his body with a slight movement, put on heat-insulating gloves, and gently took out the baking tray.
The fragrance wafted throughout the classroom with the hot steam. It was neither too strong nor too light, a perfect comfort that made people want to savor it.
The irresistible aroma attracted the attention of everyone in the classroom.
"Majikayo (Seriously?), is this dish made by that Asakura weirdo?"
The unaware onlookers, who usually pretended to ignore Asakura, were secretly talking amongst themselves.
"Sasugadesune (As expected of you), Brother Asakura, I knew you would never settle for mediocrity. No matter how much a lion hides its claws and fangs, it will eventually ascend to the throne of the king."
The notorious group of Class 2B enthusiastically shouted "King of Sobu High School." Asakura's reputation had already spread, and many delinquents wanted to become his disciples and sworn brothers.
If Asakura hadn't previously warned the troublemakers not to bother him, these hot-blooded idiots would have probably gone even further.
The surrounding popular and ordinary students were obviously surprised at Asakura's "high popularity," even though he was just an inconspicuous and solitary classmate.
What they didn't know was that the world of delinquents was completely different from that of normal students.
The bad guys believed that the strong were kings, and Asakura was the uncrowned king of Tokyo Sobu High School in their hearts.
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In the cheerful atmosphere, Asakura pulled the corner of his mouth helplessly. Didn't I tell you not to cause any trouble for me, Tiemeyalu (this bunch of bastards).
Teacher Igawa Marina looked at the lively scene of youth with a smile, then walked up to the Asakura team and said:
"Asakura-san, Nanao-san, Katsura-san, may I taste your group's creation?"
Asakura shrugged and, after receiving nods from the two girls, picked up the chocolate biscuits with tweezers, put them in a bag, and handed it to Teacher Igawa.
"Please take your time, Ms. Igawa, and please give me your valuable advice."
Teacher Marina Igawa took the bag gracefully, picked up a biscuit gently, and put it in her mouth.
The texture was delicate, the bite was perfectly crisp, and the chocolate on the surface added a silky smoothness.
It was crispy, delicious, and sweet, making you want to eat it again and again.
Food brings not only the ultimate deliciousness but also the sublimation of the soul. A warm current brought Marina Igawa back to her midnight dream, the deep desire she had been thinking about day and night.
Kamen Rider, henshin!
Sorry, wrong set. It should be superpower, activate!
An uncontrollable groan escaped Teacher Igawa's mouth, her face flushed, accompanied by a low gasp.
Hello, hey, hey!
Teacher Igawa, we are in class now! Don't think of weird things!
The allure of a mature woman lies in her rich life experience, her calm and composed thinking when faced with situations, and her tolerance far beyond that of a young girl.
Even after eating such a cookie that made her lose her composure, Teacher Igawa still remained outwardly calm and looked at Asakura with interest.
Suddenly, Asakura felt like a thorn was in his side. Not knowing what was going on, he subconsciously asked:
"Teacher Igawa, are you satisfied with our group's work?"
"Of course, your level is truly unexpected. Today's class score is full marks."
Igawa Marina glanced meaningfully at Asakura and the two girls behind the boy who were on alert, then covered her mouth and laughed softly:
"Teacher is very satisfied today. Let's come and taste Asakura-kun's cooking next time we have the chance."
Teacher Igawa cast a knowing glance at Asakura and pretended to provoke the girls behind him.
Akane Nanao and Kotonoha Katsura looked at the suggestive female teacher in front of them with unfriendly eyes and were furious. They still did not let go of the corners of Asakura's clothes they were holding.
Instead, because of the audacity of the impudent older woman, they gripped Asakura's arms again, their hold becoming tighter.
"This homework was completed thanks to the help of Nanao-san and Katsura-san. Teacher Igawa must not forget them."
Cold sweat broke out on Asakura's forehead. Feeling the pain of his skin being pinched by two pairs of slender and delicate hands, he hurriedly explained.
"Teacher Igawa, you are right. Asakura-kun's cooking skills are indeed very high. If there is a chance, we will entertain Teacher Igawa again."
Akane Nanao was never one to be timid, always striking hard when she did. What is this old woman thinking, showing off her charm?
It's fine if you just sample Asakura-kun's appetizer, but you even want to sit down and eat the main course. You really don't take me, your 'senior', seriously. Do you know what a life-or-death struggle means?
Kotonoha Katsura was not to be outdone and followed suit to support her ally:
"...Ms. Igawa, being greedy is a big taboo for women. After all, it's easy for your figure to get out of shape as you get older, and then you won't be loved by the boys you like."
Hiss, I didn't expect that you, Kotonoha Katsura with thick eyebrows and big eyes, would use the gentlest expression to say the cruelest words.
Asakura was completely numb. Igawa Marina's eyelids were twitching violently, and she was so angry that she uttered some sharp words.
"Ah, how can a young girl know what type of young boys like? Maybe an older guy can better meet their needs."
"How wonderful it is to meet the person you desire most at the age when you need it most."
Before leaving, Igawa Marina gave Asakura a knowing half-smile, the implication hanging in the air like a palpable scent. In a word: absolutely.
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Asakura felt utterly trapped and helpless. He couldn't exactly scold them, so he had to take the initiative to offer the remaining cookies to break the lingering tension:
"Akane and Katsura, come and eat these while they're still warm. They taste best now."
"Yeah, I'm starting." x2
Akane Nanao and Kotonoha Katsura exchanged a subtle glance and narrowed their eyes in shared contentment as they savored the dessert. Chef Asakura also seized this opportunity to enjoy a fleeting moment of peace.
People often fail to realize that the gifts of fate are secretly marked with a price, and sorrow will not cease simply because one has run out of tears.
Humans tend to repeat the same mistakes on the same well-trodden paths. Asakura, newly endowed with superpowers, had yet to adapt to a life that was rapidly diverging from his peaceful routine.
What does happiness truly taste like?
For Akane Nanao, it's the immediate and sustained joy of a perfectly executed surf.
For Kotonoha Katsura, it's the light that cuts through the fog of fear and confusion, the vital warmth that illuminates a life in need.
They had all genuinely tasted true happiness at a specific point in time.
So, no matter how unbearable things become, I will not let go, even if it brings me to tears.
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Happiness exists at a distance, so the girls chose to bridge that gap.
Akane Nanao leaned forward slightly and placed the half-eaten biscuit into Asakura's mouth, her pink fingers gently brushing against his full lips.
"Ah~, Asakura-kun."
Asakura calmly spat out Nanao Akane's finger, his expression unchanged, because Admiral Kotonoha Katsura, poised to confront Igawa Marina, was about to enter the fray.
Kotonoha Katsura also offered a half-bitten biscuit to Asakura with trembling hands, her alluring body subtly drawing closer, as if intending to use a pure aura to soothe Asakura's weariness.
On the other side, Akane Nanao gently pressed her fingers, still slightly sticky with cookie residue, to her pink lips, savoring the lingering warmth of Asakura's mouth.
There is no such thing as a truly peaceful existence. It's merely that Asakura was carrying a heavy burden and pressing onward. May God bless him, Amen (hands clasped together).
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Before the end of class, Akane Nanao suggested creating a Line group chat so they could easily communicate in the future, and the other two readily agreed.
Asakura joined the group chat. (Asakura's nickname: Asakura)
Akane joined the group chat.
Kotonoha joined the group chat.
"Let's post the photos of the cookies we made today in the Line group so everyone can have pictures to remember this."
When Kotonoha Katsura heard this, her eyes sparkled with anticipation, and her heart skipped a beat. Then she hesitated and said:
"Yeah,... it's just that I think we're still missing a photo of all three of us together?"
Nanao Akane suddenly understood and, with a clap of her hands, directed the two to stand in suitable positions. Then she set her phone to take a timed photo and quickly returned to Asakura's side.
As the countdown reached three, two, one, the two girls instinctively挟持ed one of Asakura's hands between their breasts, and then each made a "V" sign with their free hand.
Their smiles in the photos were bright and beautiful, and the scene was charming and picturesque.
The disarmed Asakura also revealed a faint smile, his previous cold expression completely gone.
This was their first precious photo together, and they each took a leading role in each other's youthful experiences.
Kotonoha Katsura set the group photo sent to the group as her mobile phone's wallpaper, and she covered her heart with both hands, feeling its rapid beating.
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The homeroom teacher was Shizuka Hiratsuka, a Chinese language teacher.
She had a good appearance and figure and was skilled in combat, but for some reason, she remained single.
Age and marriage were her transformation triggers. Once activated, the skill "Accept the Sanction of Hiratsuka Iron Fist" would be unleashed.
Although she had a surprisingly petite figure, her personality was like that of a child. She loved eating ramen and watching boys' anime.
"Ahem, there are a few things I need to announce during this homeroom meeting."
"First, we need to elect a new class representative. You can nominate and vote to decide."
"The second thing is that there will be a transfer student joining our class today. I hope everyone can make her feel welcome."
"Yukinoshita, please come in and introduce yourself."
A cool and beautiful girl pushed the door open, walked up to the podium, turned around, and wrote her name on the blackboard: Yukinoshita Yukino.
"I'm Yukinoshita Yukino. I'm new here. Please give me your guidance."
The cold girl didn't say much, and even her tone was somewhat distant, like a snow maiden isolated from the world.
This aloof appearance aroused dissatisfaction among the students, especially the small cliques of girls.
"Why are you acting so high and mighty? You're just a transfer student."
Yukinoshita was obviously already accustomed to such meaningless criticism, but her expression became even colder, freezing the air.
"That's all for today's homeroom meeting. Let's adjourn. By the way, Asakura, come with me."
Shizuka Hiratsuka sighed helplessly and motioned for Asakura to follow her.
Confused, Asakura silently followed. Suddenly, he realized that the aloof beauty, Yukinoshita, was also being led in the same direction.
Arriving at the long-abandoned storage room next to the teaching building, Shizuka Hiratsuka yanked the door open with force, stirring up a cloud of dust.
"Asakura, come over and help with the cleaning."
"So Hiratsuka-sensei dragged me here for manual labor."
Asakura shook his head helplessly and started cleaning. Yukinoshita, beside him, also began to tidy up in silence.
"Haha, this is just a bonus. I have another favor to ask of you."
Shizuka Hiratsuka patted Asakura's shoulder heartily:
"Asakura, living in isolation will make you stumble when you finally enter society."
"Now, there happens to be an opportunity to join the service club established by Yukinoshita to fulfill requests and change her personality, which isn't suited for navigating the social world. In the process, you will also gain a lot of understanding and become a well-rounded teenager."
"Huh?!" x2
"Mr. Hiratsuka, I believe that taking everything seriously and speaking truthfully is a good way to interact with people. There's no need for change."
Yukinoshita Yukino refuted Hiratsuka Shizuka in a firm tone.
"Well, just hold onto that confidence and prove it to me. The agreement we made before includes Asakura's transformation, and he's also one of the members you need to establish your club."
"Please rest assured, Mr. Hiratsuka, I will keep my word."
Before Asakura could react and was about to speak, he saw Hiratsuka Shizuka smiling and patting his shoulder hard.
"Asakura, you don't want to write a self-criticism for the previous fight, so just stay here and reform yourself."
God, you don't want to..., Mr. Hiratsuka, have you been reading some weird novel? Don't do anything rash!
In the end, Asakura had no choice but to accept Hiratsuka Shizuka's "kindness." As long as he could spend some time peacefully with this classmate Yukinoshita, he would be liberated, probably.
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Currently available information:
The superpowers you sign in for each day will reach their peak on that day. The disadvantage is that they are too strong, and you cannot control them effectively. After the sign-in day ends, the corresponding superpowers will weaken to a certain extent and become relatively controllable. You can also increase their strength by practicing their use (i.e., improving proficiency) later.