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My aunt is a fox

Author: Shangshan Xiaxiang

Summary:

I woke up from a dream that was so real.

I am the mercenary leader who was ravaged by the Elf Queen, and the white-haired brother who was bullied by the white-haired sister.

I can recall the actual touch in my dream.

Actually, I don’t hate having such dreams, it’s just that I’ve been feeling weaker and weaker lately.

Until I saw the mature aunt, with a pair of triangular, furry ears.

Don't come over here!

Chapter 1 Senior Sister

Li Muzhi likes senior Yuzuru Hanayama.

When they met for the first time, the breeze lifted the hem of her skirt, revealing a pair of straight black legs underneath. She held her long hair blown by the wind with one hand, and with the other hand, she pushed down her school uniform skirt and gave Li Muzhi a polite, apologetic smile.

At that moment, he was in love.

He felt that only the heroines in some old-fashioned novels from ancient times had the setting of being the daughter of a chaebol, gentle, dignified, with long black hair, black stockings, and big breasts.

Each label is precisely stuck on the male XP system.

But Yuzuru Hanazono and he are in two parallel worlds, and he can only see him from afar at school.

This vague feeling can probably only bring him the moment one day when he passes by a lingerie store on the street and sees the sexy black stockings in the window, and thinks of his secret crush on a senior schoolmate who also liked to wear black stockings.

In the future, he will get married, and then in an ordinary small room, he will point at Yuzuru Hanayama who is being interviewed by a reporter on TV, and tell his wife that he and this famous chaebol leader were once schoolmates.

If they were still able to speak, it would definitely be at an alumni gathering or something like that.

However, this is definitely not the case. . .

A large steel frame almost reached the roof, with six chains as thick as arms extending from each.

There were steel rings at the end, which were put around her neck, elbows, waist, and knees, hanging her up in a spread-eagle position.

Although she was wearing armor, the key parts were just some small pieces of iron. Her body was struggling desperately in the air, and her figure, which was much larger than that of her peers, swayed with her movements.

It's all white, and it hurts the eyes.

Her eyes were covered with a black cloth, so she couldn't see Li Muzhi, who was standing between her legs behind her and cursing.

"You lowly maggot, the most filthy sewer bug, I must kill you!" Filthy words kept coming out of her mouth. Although her voice was as clear and pleasant as he remembered, it still made his scalp numb.

This feeling is like knowing that the goddess can also poop, but she may not be in the mood to wipe it clean every time.

The inexplicable insults made him upset.

Since I know this is a dream, I must do something, otherwise I will be scolded in vain.

for example..?

……

"Ah!" Yuzuru Hanazawa screamed in pain and suddenly sat up from the bed, covering his cheek with one hand and frowning, dreams and reality intertwined.

This is a very spacious bedroom. The first ray of sunlight in the morning shines in through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows. The various high-end furniture displayed in the room all show the noble status of the owner of the room.

There was a knock on the door, and the maid's cautious voice came from outside: "Miss, I just heard your voice, do you need any help?"

Yuzuru Hanazawa got off the bed expressionlessly, walked to the dressing table, and put on a faint smile in front of the mirror.

This smile was very gentle, and people could feel good about it at first sight. After making sure that there was no problem with the expression, Yuzuru Hanazono stood up, kept smiling, and pushed open the door.

Two girls stood on either side of the door, wearing tightly wrapped blue and white maid outfits.

Seeing her come out, he quickly stepped back and bowed, "Good morning, Miss."

"Good morning." Hanayama Yuzuru smiled warmly: "I'll go take a bath by myself, you guys go rest first."

"Okay, Miss." The two maids bowed and saluted, and only stood up after watching Hanazono Yuzuru leave.

The young maid standing on the right held her cheeks with both hands, with an admiring look on her face: "The young lady is so gentle~"

"Yes." Another older maid said proudly, "The princess of the Hanayamain family is impeccable in every aspect. If there is a perfect woman in this world, it must be Miss Yuzuru."

Unlike luxurious manors, there are some old townhouses in the suburbs of Kyoto. Although they are a bit old, they are fully equipped and very suitable for living.

Li Muzhi suddenly sat up from the bed, rubbed his temples with his hands, and after a while he came back to his senses from the dream.

I put my hands on my waist, and my body suddenly felt weak for no reason.

I reached out and picked up the alarm clock on the bedside table. It was 7:30, only an hour before I was late for school. "Hey, she said she would wake me up. My aunt is really unreliable."

He turned over and sat up from the bed, put on his clothes and went to the living room.

Sure enough, I saw my aunt sitting leisurely at the dining table enjoying breakfast.

Her long dark chestnut hair fell softly on her chest, curled in waves, very fashionable, with upturned eyes, a small nose, snow-white skin, a white short-sleeved shirt, a knee-length black skirt, and a pair of transparent black stockings.

It was his mother's stepsister, Aokawa Qingshui, and he called her aunt.

"Aunt, didn't you tell me to wake me up in the morning?" She picked up a piece of crispy bread from the table and stuffed it into her mouth: "You also told me not to turn on the alarm because the room is not well soundproofed."

Cangchuan Qingshui had a faint smile on his face. He drank the milk in his hand in one gulp and blinked his charming fox eyes: "Young and beautiful elder, wake up the high school students who are boarding at relatives' homes in the morning. Are you looking forward to such a plot?"

"Forget it." Li Muzhi spread his hands. Every time his aunt forgot something, she would find countless excuses to make a fuss, but she would never admit that she forgot. He took out his cell phone and checked the time: "So can we set off now, Mr. Qingshui?"

"Okay~" Cangchuan Qingshui smiled and stretched out his slender fingers: "Come and help me."

Kyoto's Hibarika High School ranks among the top three in Neon Country with a deviation value of 72. It is a veritable aristocratic high school. However, due to the school's special admission system, the admission age is over 18 years old.

Many children of chaebols and politicians choose to complete their high school education here. Of course, Hibari Hill High School also recruits students with the best academic performance in the country.

He was one of the elite students who was admitted to Yunqueqiu High School based on his academic performance. However, the main reason was that his aunt worked at the school, which gave him a lot of convenience.

As soon as I got off the car, I saw a commotion coming from the school gate. Every school has some influential figures.

For example, the person who is coming now is one of the most popular stars of Hibarika High School, the eldest daughter of the Hanayamain family, Hanayamain Yuzuru.

The ordinary high school girl's uniform shows off her curvy figure, and a pair of black stockings makes her legs look long and smooth. She has a gentle smile on her face and greets everyone she meets politely.

Li Muzhi's originally good mood suddenly turned bad. Just seeing her beautiful face from afar, he felt a dull pain in his kidneys.

Chapter 2 Friends

After she appeared, the students at the school gate automatically separated to both sides, making way for her.

Yuzuru Hanayama was wearing a high school girl's uniform, with long black hair down to his waist. He had a slender figure, and a hint of fair skin could be seen through the slightly open neckline.

The bulging chest reveals a figure that exceeds that of a high school student. The black stockings on her lower body fit tightly around her hips and thighs, revealing the curves of her slender and graceful legs, which are full of elasticity and beauty.

At this moment, he was waving and greeting the classmates around him. He was gentle and warm, which made people feel good about him.

The boys around instinctively straightened their backs, and the girls also stole glances over here from time to time.

At this moment, a tall and sunny boy walked out of the crowd, stretched out his hand and handed over a letter. There was an immediate exclamation from the people around, and the girls watching were excited and covered their mouths with their hands, just like at an idol meeting.

I was far away and couldn't hear the discussions over there, but just by looking at the boy's appearance, I knew he was a well-known figure in the school.

Hanayama Yuzuru was not flustered at all, and her gentle smile remained unchanged. She said a few words very politely, and then bowed deeply. It was obvious that she did not want to confess in public.

The sunny boy touched her head shyly, exchanged a few words, then turned around and disappeared into the crowd.

"Students nowadays are really bold." Cangchuan Qingshui stepped on black high heels, walked to Li Muzhi, and casually put his hand on his shoulder: "But long black straight hair with black stockings. Mature and gentle personality, it really hits the XP of adolescent boys perfectly."

After saying that, she glanced at him from the corner of her eye and said, "But as someone who has experienced this, I still suggest that you just leave this feeling on the toilet paper."

I ignored my aunt, she talked too much and I was always defeated. I turned and walked towards the classroom, waving my hand behind me: "Sorry, I still prefer married women in black stockings."

He has absolutely no worldly desires for Yuzuru Hanayama, the most beautiful girl on earth. He is too familiar with her and even knows her sensitive spots and what positions she likes.

Now when I see her, I feel pain in my kidneys and I am experiencing physical discomfort.

"As expected of my nephew, you have good taste." Cangchuan Qingshui stepped up with black high heels, lowered her voice, and said mysteriously, "If Xiao Muzhi is willing to clean for a month, I can lend you my aunt's. Just wash it when you are done."

Li Muzhi had a look of disdain on his face and didn't want to pay any attention to him at all. He walked quickly towards the classroom without looking back.

Just as I reached the entrance of the teaching building, I ran into Yuzuru Hanayama who was also about to go upstairs.

Neither of them showed any sign of abnormality. Yuzuru Hanazawa took the initiative to slow down his pace and politely gestured for him to go first.

He did not give way and walked in front very naturally. According to his observation, Yuzuru Hanazono was always humble and polite to everyone.

As for recognizing himself as the person who had appeared in her dreams for ten consecutive days, that was even more impossible.

Because in these consecutive bizarre dreams, she played a different role each time, such as the elf queen captured by herself, the hostage kidnapped by herself, or the high school girl in school uniform and black stockings who was squeezed together with herself on a crowded tram.

Although the roles he plays are different each time, they all have one thing in common: they are all villains in various film and television works.

While thinking about the relevance of the dream, I walked into my classroom.

When people mention aristocratic high schools, they usually think of roses, afternoon tea, violins, French cuisine, and elegant young ladies.

However, that only exists in Mary Sue's novels. Real aristocratic high schools are no different from ordinary high schools except for teaching equipment and teaching staff.

The children of tycoons or politicians will not come to school to show off their differences.

The biggest difference between aristocratic high schools is that teachers are only obliged to teach and will not interfere too much with your personal behavior like in ordinary high schools.

This is also why he appeared in front of the school gate in the morning to confess his love in public.

As soon as he sat down, the girl in the front row turned her head and looked at him with excitement that could not be concealed: "I saw you met Senior Huashanyuan in the stairwell this morning."

"According to your logic, all the students in the school have met Senior Huashanyuan today." He took the books from the bag and placed them on the desk, waving his hand casually.

The girl sitting at the front table is called Uesugi Xia Xiang. Just by hearing her name, you can tell that she is from a famous family in the East. It is said that she is a descendant of Uesugi Kenshin, a famous general in the Warring States Period.

If we put aside the glory of our ancestors, Uesugi Natsuo fully demonstrated what it means to be a disgrace to a general.

What she is best at is collecting all kinds of gossip, and she is also Yuzuru Hanayama's ultimate bootlicker.

For some reason, the two have a very good relationship.

"That's different." Shangshan Xiaxiang was excited and showed him an expression of anger: "Senior sister Huashanyuan made way for you."

"So what?" Her tone was extremely perfunctory. The reason he paid attention to her was entirely because Uesugi Natsuki could often provide him with some information about Hanayama Yuzuru.