Please Do Not Abandon the Adopted Heroine - Please Do Not Abandon the Adopted Heroine chapter 99

Chapter 99 – The midnight fox is a bad boy

From the first time our lips met, I think I got the distance wrong. I may have used the wrong amount of force because I was drunk. When my white teeth clicked together, I flinched and moved my head back. The next thing that happened was when my soft lips touched.

Warm breath.

The teacher’s expression doesn’t look too close.

A moment of silence.

My heart starts pounding and pounding due to the tension that threatens to break.

A familiar scent.

When you move your lips, which you have been holding in for as long as you can, the strange sound of moist and sticky saliva mixing together clearly continues.

At that mere momentary sensation, my head flashed dizzyingly as if on fire, and the desire that had been hidden deep in my heart crawled out and dragged me down from head to toe. Even though I felt dizzy as if the accumulated blood was pouring backwards, it had a refreshing fruity scent that could not be replaced with any other happiness, such as the feeling of floating in the sky.

I closed my eyes and held my breath, wanting to capture even just a little bit of this sensation in my memory. My lips, which felt so ticklish that they felt like they were about to melt, twitched and twitched, saliva dripped down, and the moment my breath mixed with the teacher’s, I didn’t think it would be strange if my heart exploded. Without realizing it, my legs close and my hands and feet feel an eerie warm feeling for no reason at the bottom of my stomach.

It was only then that I realized what I was doing.

It is a kiss of the lips.

I placed my mouth on the teacher’s mouth.

First, infinite happiness.

But soon, a vague feeling of anxiety comes over me, as if I was thrown into an oven with my bare body.

I dreamed and hoped for it so much, every night, every night, I soothed the dawn with dreamy imagination. This is definitely like a fantasy, but I never expected it to be like this.

To tell you the truth, it was nothing more than forcibly taking a bound teacher.

Once I realized that fact, the sense of immorality and hazy ecstasy that had gripped my heart just moments ago disappeared completely.

I soon realized that this was not the result I wanted from the beginning.

I froze.

I suddenly woke up as if the alcohol had evaporated from my brain, and all my senses, which had been paralyzed just moments before, froze and froze. The fragmented pieces of reason slowly come together and the self called Cecilia is reassembled.

The act of kissing again,

The situation in which I am attacking the teacher is,

I also understood that this was not something that could be simply laughed off.

Who would dare tolerate a person of the opposite s*x who was drunk and out of his mind secretly waiting in a room, binding him with magic, and forcibly taking his lips with him?

Ahh, ah….

Okay, this was my mistake.

I should have been a little more careful.

If you had covered your face…

If only I had covered my face…

Even if the ears or tail were visible, they may have been covered.

I am not the only fox tribe in the world.

But it is already long overdue.

The teacher will definitely blame me.

The blood seemed to drain from her entire body as she imagined that she would be hated by her teacher.

There are only two options left.

How to cross the river to the point where the relationship cannot be restored as is, and satisfy one’s desires even in an ugly way;

How to ask for forgiveness even now by using alcohol as an excuse.

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Sadly, and to your great regret, even in this situation, Cecilia’s desire was for the former.

Even if it means he won’t look at me again, I want to leave the teacher in a mess like this… That primal feeling……

But the thread of reason is screaming at me that I can’t do that.

Cecilia is clearly a bad child.

Yet, unconsciously, I was gently pushing her tongue between her trembling lips….

Just like this, just a little, just a little…… And after paralyzing her own thinking circuit, I,

“Phew…… “

I ended up coughing.

Ah, coughing. It’s a cough.

Why now?

Is this really the time?

I wanted to cry.

I was in tears.

I never thought that I would be in love with my first kiss.

I was so ashamed and embarrassed that I couldn’t even raise my face because of the vague shame.

Not knowing what to do, I hurriedly search for a window.

You have to run away. I didn’t have the courage to face the teacher’s expression.

She jumps up from her seat and covers her face with a clump of hair that falls out just in time. I could see the moonlight shining through my hair, so I squeezed my eyes shut and fumbled towards the window.

But if it were that easy, I wouldn’t have been so embarrassed.

The moment I stand up, I feel a foreign body sensation.

Unique texture and temperature in the lower abdomen and around it.

I wasn’t so stupid that I didn’t know what that meant, but if you ask me if I had it in mind, that’s another matter.

“…. Under… “Huh!”

I was so shocked that I froze and froze, unable to do this or that.

“… Crime… sorry… bout… “

Belatedly, I cover my mouth. What is the use of apologizing?

Now everything is over.

There is no room for excuses anymore.

The teacher will stay away from me. Just imagining it takes her breath away. Tears naturally well up in my eyes.

But then.

There was warmth gently embracing my back, like a fantasy from a fairy tale.

Surprised, I couldn’t resist and just buried my face in the crook of his neck.

“Are you coming to your senses now?”

What answer do you need? I desperately try to nod my head, feeling like my blood is drying up.

“Let’s drink only a little bit from now on.”

The teacher continued her words, taking her breath slowly. He swallowed his saliva and took a short, deep breath.

“… But, but…. “I’m a little sorry, but will you come out?”

“……….”

“Cecilia… ?”

“…… No, I do not want.”

He would be nothing more than a foolish fool.

I know it well.

But it was wrong from the moment my teacher held me in her arms.

“No… “It’s Cecilia.”

“I don’t like it.”

“That’s not it… “

“Teacher… a little bit… a little bit… Please let me stay here. “I will remain calm and quiet.”

“No… It’s nice to have… Sleep… Kahn… Ugh… wait for a sec…… “If you move so carelessly!”

The teacher is a vile person.

When I try to run away, he comes closer than anyone else, but when I get closer, he runs away.

If you were planning to do that again this time, it was your mistake to hug me as I ran away.

If you can do this, I can’t give up quietly.

The teacher who gave me more room was a bad person. Cecilia, bad Cecilia, was just grasping at straws. Even if the teacher who gave her her hand later rejects her, Cecilia does not give up.

Don’t miss it. I have no intention of losing it to anyone.

So, so, you will never miss it.

Never.

Never….

“Wait a minute… That’s not it… Now you… Under… “

Despite the teacher’s embarrassed tone, he shook her head and held on to the hem of her dress.

As an expression of determination not to move, he wraps his body tightly around her legs. It was quite comical, like a child throwing a tantrum, but I couldn’t afford to think about that right now. But the more it happened, the more pale her teacher’s expression became.

“Cecilia… Pfft… Down, down… “

“……… Yes? … Under?”

Where does it hurt? ?

The thin voice continues like a thread, as if desperately holding on to something.

Pain? Or is it just that your hairy tail is tickling without you even knowing it?

I was so shocked that I thought I might have caused the pain.

If the expression ‘my body is heavy’ comes out of the teacher’s mouth, I may never be able to recover again. It’s sad, but as it is, the teacher may have to take measures to block ‘all senses’ of feeling weight, and perhaps take measures so that I won’t feel heavy in the future. Even if the process is somewhat painful.

In the meantime, I will not eat or drink anything and may even breathe carefully to reduce the weight of the air. But I know that it is very heartbreaking. I trembled, desperately hoping that such a strange and regrettable thing would not happen.

“Oh, please, don’t move…” Mind… Stop, stop, if you cross that line, no matter how much I am… Ugh… ! I can’t forgive myself…… ! Please please… stop… Move… ji… evil… !”

The teacher begged like that, as if he was going to break off.

“Ah…………… ….”

The last word I spoke out softly was the last.

The teacher’s hand dropped as if from exhaustion and rested on my shoulder.

The facial expression is like that of a wise man.

The gray expressionless expression contains intelligence.

It was only when a fresh yet unfamiliar scent reached my nose that I understood what had happened.

It was an autumn night.