[One Thousand and One Nights, 2012, Night 10: The Sweet Kiss Supporting Character Cleanup Plan - Takasaka Laughing Chapter] [Part 1]

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As dawn broke

, the clouds dispersed, and Tokyo finally welcomed its first sunny day since the start of the rainy season. The clear, soft

sunlight streamed through the gaps in the curtains, injecting a touch of brightness into the dimly lit but comfortable bedroom

. Despite it being a rare moment of sunshine after a long rain, our protagonist had no desire to appreciate the beautiful

summer morning light. Suffering from a hangover, she forced herself out of bed by sheer willpower. It

wasn't a day off, and after washing up and having breakfast, she had to catch the bus to her lecture at school.

She shook her head vigorously, trying to force herself to wake up, but the

effect was the opposite. "Ah,
it hurts, it hurts." The shaking didn't clear her head; instead, it stimulated

the blood vessels that had dilated under the influence of alcohol, causing her to groan softly in pain.

"I should have restrained myself and not drunk so much, but that place's wine was really amazing." She covered

her face with her hands, rubbing her numb facial muscles a few times, and smoothing her short, sharp hair back a few times. Although

a slight throbbing pain still lingered deep in her head from time to time, it finally restored her brain to normal thinking.

However, she soon let out another cry of pain. "Whoa, where am I?!"

In front of her was a wall of carved wallpaper decorated with large oil paintings. To the side, there were double-layered curtains of lace, sheer cotton, and cotton, and behind them,

a large floor-to-ceiling window was faintly visible. Looking up slightly, she could see a crystal chandelier hanging from the ceiling. Looking around, the spacious

room was furnished with modern yet elegant appliances and furnishings. No matter how she looked at it, it was not the 1ldk studio apartment she

was familiar with .

Looking around, all I could see were top-of-the-line furniture and brand-name appliances. The huge

bed I was lying on to my right was a famous H?stens handcrafted bed. With my meager salary, I might not be able to afford even a

mattress like that even after years of hard work. I couldn't even begin to calculate how rich

one would have to be to live in a room like this. No, no, no, now wasn't the time to complain. I should quickly try to remember how I ended up

in this super-luxury mansion. Unfortunately, no matter how hard I tried, all I could recall was attending a classmate reunion last night. I had a great time chatting

and drinking to my heart's content. But what happened after that was a complete blank. I just

couldn't remember anything.

"Ugh, I don't remember ever sleeping naked!!" Having been a teacher for years, Kasaka Emi was quite experienced

. Even if she was suddenly in an unfamiliar place and confused, she shouldn't yell and lose her composure.

However, the

current situation made our protagonist nervous and flustered. The soft, smooth feel of the thin blanket against her lower body and the cool, unprotected feeling of her upper body constantly reminded her of

the embarrassing reality of being completely naked.

She had woken up a few times after drinking too much and found herself with amnesia, but waking up

naked in a strange room without any explanation was undoubtedly a first. Her students

had warned her not to drink too much and get unconscious, and their worries had unfortunately come true once.

"Ugh, what kind of experience could lead to this confused state?"

Kasaka Emi, a single high school teacher, genuinely felt that

there was no morning more bewildering than this.

This feeling of helplessness and powerlessness was something she had only experienced when she first entered society; now, she was quite adept at it.

As a modern woman who dares to fight and take risks, she should remain calm and composed when faced with an unclear situation, dealing with each situation as it arises.

Our protagonist began to encourage herself, gradually calming her somewhat flustered emotions, and

then quickly racked her brains to think of a solution.

Since this kind person had taken her home—who was probably drunk and passed out on the roadside—

and undressed her before putting her on the bed, they wouldn't have just left her there unattended. Should she disregard her ladylike manners and call for help to resolve the situation

quickly, or calmly wait for someone to appear and take care of her? In any case, she needed to

find to help her fully understand her situation. However, before taking any action, she had to solve the problem of being naked, to prevent any unnecessary embarrassment

if someone suddenly appeared in front of her . "Clothes, clothes, nowhere to be found!" First, she checked her own clothes, but to no avail. Xiao Ye could only pull the thin blanket tightly around her body, just enough to cover herself temporarily before moving on . Fortunately, although it was thin, it was more than sufficient to cover her body. The lack of clothes made her slightly uneasy, and the unexpected discovery that followed instantly heightened her unease to a state of alert. As the blanket was pulled closer to her, what she initially thought was just a cushion beside her gradually lost its cover. Unexpectedly, with a few tugs, a bundle of clothing fell out. It was an open-necked blue robe; without even opening it, she knew it belonged to a man. Considering her position on the bed, the reason for the robe being there was immediately obvious. Listening carefully, she could faintly hear the sound of water coming from the bathroom to her side. Clearly, the owner of the robe had gotten up a little earlier than Xiao Ye and was now washing and changing. "Whoa!" "What a plot twist!" The young, dreamy teacher, now hardly mature and composed, has always carefully preserved her precious virginity. In this materialistic age, she's practically a rare breed . While not strikingly beautiful at first glance, her face and figure are undeniably attractive, earning her numerous admirers during her student days and remaining an object of affection for many students. However, her lingering childhood yearning for fairytale romance, coupled with a literary, melancholic fastidiousness, has led her to avoid pursuits lacking in romance or depth. She's been putting it off until now, finally approaching the threshold. She knows that if she continues, she might become an unsellable "leftover woman," causing her a slight anxiety. But the irresponsible pressure from her parents back home to go on blind dates and marry just anyone is something she's unwilling to do. Of course, being picked up by a rich man after getting drunk and then embarking on a romance in a wealthy family could be considered a melodramatic, comic book-like adventure. But if you don't even have a memory of your first time and are inexplicably slept with by a stranger—more importantly, you don't even know if this person is a handsome guy or a sleazy old man—then it would be truly heartbreaking and utterly pathetic.

However, overthinking was pointless. Our strong-willed heroine gritted her teeth, pulled the blanket tighter around herself, and

sat firmly, awaiting her fate. Fortunately, fate was somewhat kind to her, not making her wait too long.

The sound of dripping water grew fainter and fainter, finally fading with a slam of the bathroom door. A figure pushed open the door and

stepped Seeing this, Xiaoye immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

This guy, who had almost certainly shared a bed with her, was indeed male, but he was rather

thin, with delicate features. Compared to her, he probably only reached her chest—clearly still a child.

She realized she had been too hasty in her panic; if he were a robust adult man, his robe wouldn't be

so small.

The boy, still drying his wet hair with a towel, had obviously noticed Xiaoye's tense expression on the bed.

He opened his mouth, wanting to say something—was he going to greet her? Or was he going to scold her? But

as if hesitant, the boy wore a conflicted expression and ultimately didn't utter a sound.

While the boy hesitated, Xiao Ye had already thoroughly observed him from head to toe.

Wow! This seemingly frail boy was actually a rare handsome young man. Thick, smooth long hair

cascaded casually over his shoulders, his skin was so white you could see the veins beneath, his delicate face was slightly flushed, and his large,

slightly open, light gray eyes were exceptionally captivating, hidden behind long eyelashes—he was practically a giant Japanese

doll .

Anyone seeing such a perfect face for the first time would feel a surge of affection. A devilishly handsome boy! Even as a child, he was

so alluring; wouldn't he be a scourge to the nation when he grew up? For a moment, Xiao Ye even considered that

if she couldn't find a truly perfect man, perhaps starting a reverse Genji plan would be a viable option.

However, she knew such fantasies were pure nonsense, but fantasizing wasn't a crime, and doing it occasionally might even be good for her

mental and physical health.

Seeing that the other person was also silent, the handsome young man frowned, paused

for half a second as if considering something, and finally opened his mouth to break the awkward atmosphere. However, the words that came out immediately made Xiao Ye, whose mind

was racing, both laugh and cry: "I've slept with you, you're mine!"

"Liar!!" Our heroine retorted almost instinctively. Well
, although she had heard that

kids these days are precocious, and it was possible that the other person was sexually capable, she had at least seen how a pig runs even if she hadn't eaten a pig's feet.

She should feel a little uncomfortable the day after her first experience, um
, that should be right, right? And

now apart from the weakness and headache from the hangover, she didn't feel any other obvious discomfort.

"This kind of joke isn't funny at all. You're still a child, and so cute at that." After thinking it over

, Xiao Ye added with a brainless laugh. Unexpectedly, the moment the words left her mouth, the

handsome young man, whose face had remained completely expressionless, immediately perked up with an arrogant and slightly mocking expression.

Saya had never seen such an expression on the face of such a young boy before. Although she didn't understand why,

she realized that her words might have touched a nerve.

"Oh? Are you looking down on me?" the boy immediately retorted loudly, "Don't let my

appearance , I'm actually a second-year middle school student. While it's not something to brag about, I have plenty of sexual experience. Compared to me,

Saya, you, at your age and still a virgin, are the one who's more like a child."

She was being looked down upon by a boy half her age! Saya didn't understand what she had done

to offend him, but that didn't matter: "You, how do you know I'm still a virgin? No, no, no,

how do you know my name and age?" The leak of her personal information made her panic. All sorts of unexpected

developments had been bombarding her today, and her panicked reaction was, frankly, somewhat unbecoming

of a teacher .

"Someone like you who carries your ID and stamp with you at all times, a simple phone call would make everything clear,"

the boy continued, not forgetting to curl his lip in disdain. "A grown man like you, passing out drunk on the street,

only someone taking care of you wouldn't do this. As for how I knew you were a virgin, that was originally my expectation of you,

but seeing you always subconsciously wrapping yourself in the blanket again and again, I tried to trick you a little, and I didn't expect you

to admit it so quickly."

Ugh, not only was she despised, but she was also schemed against and lectured. What's worse, Xiaoye was speechless and

could only lower her head, internally justifying herself that she was just occasionally a little absent-minded.

The pitiful expression she showed after being scolded only a few times suggests that Teacher Xiaoye

might actually be what we often call outwardly strong but inwardly weak. However, the boy was clearly quite pleased with her defeated and dejected

expression. He took two steps to the bedside and, looking down at her, continued his tirade: "Your family background is so-so, and you didn't

graduate from a prestigious university. You're struggling to support yourself, yet you have no self-awareness and insist on becoming a high-level white-collar worker instead of getting

married sooner. You must be harboring some unrealistic fantasies.

You're just a delusional idiot." "How do you know all this? Are you a mind reader?"

"Well, the stories of spinsters are all pretty much the same, hmph!"

Ugh, even if you're smug, there's no need to snort and ridicule others like that. This behavior made Xiaoye

even more want to cry. Kids these days are truly terrifying. They only look like angels, but what they think

and say is more terrifying than demons.

The boy continued his rambling, but his high-pitched tone became increasingly deep and magnetic, as alluring as golden maple syrup

.

"Be happy, right? Compared to spoiled, arrogant women who think they're so clever, I'm

much more fond of a simple, innocent cutie like you." Huh? This topic seems to be heading in the wrong direction.

"This type is rare these days. The ones I've been with are nothing compared to you. They

may much younger than you, but no matter how pure they seem, none of them are virgins..." Why, why

is the topic of virginity being brought up again?

"Being able to pick you up from the roadside after your birthday party, drunk, might just mean you're a

birthday gift from God."

Ugh, this doesn't sound like a child's joke anymore, and he's already reaching for his

face as he speaks. "If it's you, as long as you serve me well, I'll definitely treat you sincerely and cherish you."

"Yours. Becoming my woman is definitely not a crisis for you, but an opportunity. And since you've already gotten into my bed,

I certainly won't let you go easily without leaving something behind. So now, open the blanket and let me take a good look at

your body."

Xiao Ye tried her best to back away, finally preventing the boy's hand from touching her feigned smile: "Ah, although

I don't understand what you mean at all, and I have no idea who you are, thank you for picking me up from the roadside

. However, I'm about to go to work, and I think I have to leave right now." A mature

professional woman can't forget to cover up her embarrassment at any time, but even a complete idiot could

understand from the boy's words that her situation was extremely bad.

"So, so, please, please give me back my clothes first." Although she really wanted to

run away , unfortunately, she really couldn't go anywhere naked.

The boy frowned slightly: "Oh."
It seems you really don't understand your situation. Didn't you see

the family crest hanging on the wall? "But like other women, once you understand my identity, you should be

obedient and docile, right?" Although he didn't touch Xiaoye's face, the boy was still very smug.

The look in his eyes made Xiaoye feel like a herbivore being stared at by some ferocious beast.

"My name is Yamagata Sanekyu. You may have heard of me, no, as a history teacher, you must have heard of me

. Knowing my name will definitely help you understand your situation better, and you should also understand

why have the right to take advantage of someone like you." The boy leisurely introduced himself. "However,

among the women I've been with, you are the best of the best. Whether it's your appearance, figure, personality, or even your voice, you

perfectly match my ideal partner. I sincerely feel that it is an honor to be the first

man . Of course, I think you can understand that I have the ability to make myself the last one."

Isn't Yamagata the man whose history can be traced back to the Azuchi-Momoyama period, who was granted a title during the Meiji era, and later became a major capitalist

by investing industry, a prominent figure in both politics and economics? I heard on the news that the former head of the family

passed the position to his young grandson before his death because his son was involved in the yakuza. And that newly rich young master and

the second-generation boss really is named Yamagata Mikihisa, so

this must be the man in front of me. No wonder he acts so mature for his age and speaks so arrogantly. If it's really

him, then he certainly has the power to control everything and the ability to manipulate me,

an ordinary high school teacher with no connections, at will.

Ugh, becoming the first man to enter my body is easy to understand, but becoming the last has many

interpretations. Is this going to be a rape-and-murder scenario?

Xiaoye remained filled with unease. She was already worried about losing her virginity for no reason, and now she might even

lose her life. "Waaah
, bad luck, such a tragic fate!

" "Looks like you've finally come to your senses." Watching the changing emotions on Xiaoye's face, Shijiu reached out and touched her face again . This time, Xiaoye didn't flinch. She was now somewhat intimidated

by the dangerous situation and the roguish aura of the young man before her . This kid was definitely a devil. Shijiu, having achieved his goal, caressed and kneaded Xiaoye's round face a few times. "Your skin is really good, and your figure is quite well-maintained. You must pay attention to your diet and exercise every day. Oh, you're going to ask me how I know? Last night I thoroughly looked and touched you, but you were as drunk as a log, completely oblivious to my actions." Whether it was appreciation for Xiaoye's cooperative attitude or a genuine liking for the smooth, soft texture in his hands , he actually began to tease her, nodding twice with a satisfied smile, as if appraising a work of art . But that smile, as seen by Xiaoye, took on a completely different meaning, turning into the lewd smirk of a spoiled brat. She had thought she'd encountered a harmless, handsome young man, but instead, she'd met a cunning and wicked devil. She'd truly met the wrong person . Forget about being a professional woman, mature and composed; Xiaoye really didn't want to be stuffed into an empty oil drum, doused with cement, and sunk into Tokyo Bay. Being pragmatic was a virtue, so she lowered her head, closed her eyes, gritted her teeth remained silent, letting the boy do as he pleased. Shiku was naturally pleased to see the beauty before him resigned to her fate and give up resisting. So, he boldly began to remove the thin blanket tightly wrapped around her body, peeling it like an orange, quickly revealing her firm breasts . Waaah! She had carefully guarded her chastity for so many years, only to become the sex toy of a rich young master, and possibly even be silenced after being violated. With a pale face and wild thoughts, she was, in the blink of an eye, peeled like a smooth, boiled egg. As she watched the other person's hand slowly reach towards her chest and genitals, feelings of tension, fear, grievance, and helplessness surged to their peak. But then: Bang, bang, bang. An unexpected knock on the door abruptly interrupted everything.

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