Variety Comic: The heroines are all my ex-girlfriends chapter 171

Chapter 171 Kirisu Mafuyu: Maru!

Kirisu Mafuyu is a housework idiot.

Yukima Fuchi almost forgot about it.

All I can say is that as a dignified and abstinent female teacher.

Kirisu Mafuyu’s usual behavior is too confusing.

So much so that Yukima Fuchi even ignored the daily life of this older single young woman.

And the fact proves that being careless is not good, and there is a price to pay.

“Dear Kirisu Mafuyu, can you explain to me why your room is like this?”

Yukima Fuchi showed a kind smile.

Kirisu Mafuyu, who was a little more sober, just wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

As a teacher, the room is like this.

How shameful!

But what can she do?

Kirisu Mafuyu’s little head drooped.

Shame continued to grow.

After reaching a certain critical point, Kirisu Mafuyu’s mentality suddenly collapsed, and she simply broke the jar.

Under the influence of alcohol, she said:

“I don’t want to be like this! But the more I clean my room, the messier it gets!”

“If I can clean it up, I will do that!”

“I’m a bad teacher! Woohoo! I’m already 30 and still can’t find a boyfriend!”

“If only someone was willing to marry me! Then I wouldn’t have to clean my room myself!”

“Hey, problem student, why don’t you just marry me? I can give you my salary card…”

While talking nonsense.

Kirisu Madoka fell asleep again.

Her current drunken state completely exposed her true desires.

31 Speaking the truth after drinking is true.

However, marrying someone just to avoid cleaning the room.

Is this the horror of older single women?

Yukima Fuchi helplessly picked up Kirisu Madoka again.

In a pile of debris, she barely found a way out.

After putting the person on the bed and lying down.

Yukima looked at the clutter around him, made a simple plan, and then began to sort it out.

Fortunately, Kirisu Mafuyu was just a housework idiot, not really sloppy.

The room was just messy, not actually dirty.

Yukima picked up the books on the floor and put them neatly on the bookshelf.

He took the clothes piled on the chair and hung them in the closet.

“Is this worn or unworn?”

Looking at the wrinkled teacher’s long skirt in his hand, Yukima fell into deep thought.

The usual way to judge is to put it in front of your nose and smell it.

But it is really inappropriate to use it on Kirisu Mafuyu’s clothes.

After a little thought.

Yukima brought a dirty clothes basket and put the skirt in it.

Even if it is unworn, it has to be ironed again if it is so wrinkled.

It is better to wash it directly.

It also saves the difficulty of judgment.

After picking up the waste on the floor for a while.

Xue Jianyuan picked up a piece of fiery red lace equipment, and his eyes went dark.

My big thunder armor!

Why is this kind of thing scattered all over the floor?

Xue Jianyuan threw the things into the dirty clothes basket.

“Mr. Xue Jian, I’m back…”

A vague voice came over.

Xue Jianyuan was stunned by this strange name.

TransferLooking towards the bed.

I saw that Kirisu Mafuyu was not awake at all.

What she said just now should be a dream.

I just don’t know what kind of dream this abstinence-oriented female teacher is having now.

It feels like the setting is very strange.

She can even call him Mr. Yukima.

She carried the dirty clothes basket out of the room.

After putting it in the laundry room, Yukima went downstairs again and took a can of red bean soup and hangover medicine from the kitchen.

This hangover medicine was bought for a drunk bassist, Hiroi Kikuri.

I didn’t expect it to be useful now.

It’s really better to be prepared.

The girls at the table stopped eating their chopsticks and cast their eyes on Yukima.

Yukima helped Kirisu Mafuyu upstairs and stayed there for a long time.

Although they thought it wouldn’t turn into that kind of development.

But the girls still had some small worries.

“Teacher Kirisu is very drunk. I’ll go give her the hangover medicine. Otherwise, she will have a headache tomorrow.”

Yukima Fuchi explained.

The girls looked at each other, and finally their eyes were cast on Saint Hui.

At this time, the little angel Kato Hui was the most appropriate to appear.

“Do you need help?” Kato Hui lived up to everyone’s trust and asked lightly.

Yukima Fuchi thought for a while and shook his head.

“No, Teacher Kirisu seems to be very reluctant to let other people enter her room.”

“I fed Teacher Kirisu the hangover medicine and left the room.”

Kirisu Mafuyu still pays attention to her image as a teacher.

The suits she wears when she goes to Fengzhizaki for class are ironed without a wrinkle.

It’s hard for her to keep the suits spotless.

Since Kirisu Mafuyu pays so much attention to her image.

Yukima Fuchi thinks that it’s better to conceal the fact that Teacher Kirisu is a housework idiot.

Among the girls present, two were from Kirisu Mafuyu’s class.

Another was a former student of Kirisu Mafuyu.

Although one was not from Kirisu Mafuyu’s class, she was an excellent student of Toyosaki Academy.

Let the girls help.

When Kirisu Mafuyu wakes up, she will probably die on the spot, and she will be ashamed.

With hangover medicine and red bean soup.

Yukima Fuchi returned to the room on the second floor.

Pushing open the door.

Yukima Fuchi saw that Kirisu Mafuyu, who was supposed to be lying dead, was now sitting up.

Her beautiful eyes were also open. (To read the exciting novels, go to Faloo Novel Network!)

Although her eyes were a little blurry.

But she should have woken up.

“Teacher Kirisu, it’s a good thing that you woke up. Here are hangover medicine and red bean soup. Please use…”

Yukima Fuchi hadn’t finished speaking.

He was interrupted by Kirisu Mafuyu.

“Don’t call me teacher…” Kirisu Mafuyu’s voice was soft, and it sounded like she was acting like a spoiled child. “We are already that kind of relationship, right?”

Yukinobuchi: “?”

A big question mark appeared above Yukinobuchi’s head.

What kind of relationship?

Another strange setting.

Yukinobuchi frowned, realizing that things were not simple, and decisively took out his mobile phone.

Turned on the camera, switched to video mode, and then turned on the video.

“If you don’t call me teacher, what should I call you?”Yukima Fuchi asked in response to Madoka Kirisu’s performance.

“Of course… dear.”[]

Madoka Kirisu seemed a little embarrassed when she said this.

“So that’s the setting… dear, please use the hangover medicine.”

“Sir, come feed me~!”

“Well, please open your mouth and say: Ah.”

“Ah… It’s so bitter prprpr, my shoulders are so sore, can you massage me?”

“Well, then dear, lie down, you’ve worked hard.”

“Mmm… That’s great!”

“Okay, the massage is over, is there anything else you want?”

“Mmm! I want you to clean my ears.”

“…”

The next morning.

Madoka Kirisu woke up from her dying dream.

Madoka Kirisu: O.o?

A little bit of crystal saliva hung at the corner of her mouth.

With her mouth slightly open, Madoka Kirisu felt her head was dazed and her whole body was a little sluggish.

“What a mistake! I feel like I had a dream of enjoying the utmost pleasure in life.”

“My desires are simply exposed!”

“But why did I end up with that problem student?”

Mafuyu Kirisu vaguely remembered.

She dreamed of marrying Yukino Fuchi.

As her husband, Yukino Fuchi cleaned her room for her.

After she got home from get off work, he fed her tea, massaged her shoulders, and provided special services such as cleaning her ears.

It’s so nice to think about it… No way!

Mafuyu Kirisu shook her head, trying to wake herself up.

627 is obviously a teacher-student relationship, how could it develop into that kind of setting!

Sighed.

“Am I too tired recently? Is the training at Shuchiin too tiring?”

Mafuyu Kirisu came back to her senses while talking to herself.

However, after regaining consciousness, what she saw was a super clean and tidy room.

The messy items on the floor were cleared away.

The clothes were hung neatly in the closet.

Various teaching supplements, notes and other books were arranged on the bookshelf in different categories.

Even the part of the bed sheet that she did not sleep on was laid out neatly.

Kirisu Mafuyu fell into a daze again.

She rubbed her eyes.

The neat scene in front of her did not change.

She pinched her cheek again.

It hurts! This is not a dream.

Kirisu Mafuyu’s pupils began to shake violently.

Just at this moment.

Her eyes swept across the corners of the bed sheet.

She saw that next to her pillow, there was an ear pick with a fluffy ball on the end.

“Hiss!” She took a breath of cold air.

Kirisu Mafuyu tried to analyze calmly.

Calm analysis, a little thought, and suddenly realized.

Maru spicy!

This is not a dream!

What did she say to her students yesterday!

At this moment, Kirisu Mafuyu even felt that the fact that she was bad at housework was no longer a big problem.

What did she do with Yukino Fuchi yesterday?

People are most afraid of not getting drunk.

But getting drunk without losing memory, and being able to remember what they did after getting drunk.

Perhaps it was because the alcohol content of plum wine was indeed very low.

The more Kirisu Mafuyu recalled, the clearer her memory of yesterday became.

She pestered Yukino Fuchi, a teacher butLet students call him dear.

And call him Mr. all the time.

And act like a spoiled child!

Ahhhhh!

Kirisu Mafuyu feels that her life has become bleak.

Everyone is doomed to die, but they cannot die in society! .