Proficiency System: Mrs. Yuigahama, I Still Like You More

Almost immediately, Hasegawa quickly covered his two red beans, and his face turned red: "Hiratsuka Shizuka!!!" Hasegawa did not call her teacher anymore.

"Uh, that, sorry, I, I didn't, I didn't mean it, I, I didn't expect, I didn't expect that this suit would be so fragile for you. That, I, I'll press it for you--" As she said that, Hiratsuka Shizuka pressed the two pieces of cloth in her hands against Hasegawa's chest.

Snap!

Hasegawa slapped Hiratsuka Shizuka's hands away with a slap, and put on his coat to cover his chest, but now the weather was a bit hot, so it was okay to wear a suit, but he had to button it up, which was a bit hot.

"Hiratsuka teacher!!!" Hasegawa looked down, and it seemed that even after buttoning it up, he could still faintly see some flesh, and Hasegawa couldn't help but squeeze out the four words Hiratsuka teacher from the seam.

"I'm sorry, I'm really sorry. I, I really didn't mean it." Shizuka Hiratsuka apologized in a panic, waving her hands around, trying to increase the credibility of her words, but her hands were still holding the two pieces of cloth.

"You-forget it, I'm leaving." Looking at Shizuka Hiratsuka like this, Hasegawa's face was still black, but he also knew that Shizuka Hiratsuka really didn't mean it, shook his head, turned around and was about to leave.

"Wait!" Shizuka Hiratsuka hurriedly grabbed Hasegawa's sleeve.

But maybe she was too panicked, so she used too much force, and when she grabbed Hasegawa's sleeve, she pulled too hard, and the top button of Hasegawa's suit broke off all of a sudden.

Snap!

The button flew off, and the two points on Hasegawa's chest could not be blocked again.

Hasegawa was so embarrassed, and Shizuka Hiratsuka was also super embarrassed. She didn't expect the quality of Hasegawa's clothes to be so poor.

She didn't even think about it. With her iron fist, when she really used force, what kind of clothes could support it.

"Ahem, well, I, I'll buy you a new set of clothes." Shizuka Hiratsuka blushed and felt very embarrassed.

Hasegawa was also embarrassed and felt very ashamed. Especially probably because of the noise he made before, it attracted a lot of attention, so what happened to Hasegawa and his friends was seen by many people.

Wrapping the clothes tightly around himself, Hasegawa lowered his head and walked out.

"Wait for me." Shizuka Hiratsuka hurriedly chased after him.

...

"Let's buy a better suit, preferably one with stronger fabric."

Shizuka Hiratsuka drove a sports car with Hasegawa to a high-end clothing store. After entering the door, Shizuka Hiratsuka said this to the waiter.

"Ma'am, please rest assured that the clothes in our store are all high-end clothes, and there is absolutely no problem with the fabrics." The waitress said with a smile.

"Tsk, are high-end clothes necessarily strong? They will break if you pull them." Hiratsuka Shizuka couldn't help but mutter.

"Enough, Hiratsuka-sensei, just pick a set at random. There will probably be no problem with the quality of such high-end clothes." Hasegawa was a little impatient. He still had to carefully protect his upper body and didn't have so much time to pick and choose. For all options, speed is the best option.

"How can you choose clothes casually? You must choose carefully, choose the right one, comfortable to wear, good-looking, and keep up with the trend-" Hiratsuka Shizuka couldn't help but mutter again.

Hasegawa simply ignored Hiratsuka Shizuka and turned to the waitress and said, "Then please bring me a piece of clothing, this one will do."

Hasegawa glanced at it carefully and thought it was okay, so he stretched out his hand and clicked it.

However, when Hasegawa stretched out his hand, the action of protecting his body was inevitably a little deformed, and the top button had been stretched open, so the two red beans on Hasegawa's chest were almost half exposed.

The waitress had good eyesight and saw the situation on Hasegawa's side at a glance, and her expression inevitably changed. However, due to professional needs, her facial expression did not even change much.

"Okay, sir, please wait a moment, I will bring it over."

"Please hurry up."

"How can you be so casual, you have to choose carefully." Hiratsuka Shizuka couldn't help but say again.

"Okay, Hiratsuka-sensei, the situation is special now, so everything has to be as good as possible as soon as possible?" Hasegawa was a little helpless.

In fact, most of the clothes in high-end clothing stores are relatively stylish. Generally speaking, if they fit well, they will not look ugly. The only difference is whether they look good, very good, or not very good.

So generally speaking, for men, choosing clothes is not as troublesome as for women.

"Okay. Anyway, I'm buying clothes for you, so you can do whatever you want. But after all, your clothes were damaged by me, so I'll pay for the clothes."

"Yeah. Whatever you want." Hasegawa didn't have time to care about anything at this time. Seeing that the waitress had brought the clothes, Hasegawa couldn't wait to reach out and take the clothes.

The action was a bit big, and the exposed part was more.

When the waitress saw the two pieces of cloth missing from Hasegawa's chest, even with her professional qualities, her expression would inevitably become a little weird at this time.

Thinking about when she came here just now, she heard Shizuka Hiratsuka say that she damaged the clothes. This made the waitress a little speechless.

"Are men and women nowadays having so much fun? And there's a piece of fabric missing in that place. What kind of posture are they using? Tsk tsk tsk, they are indeed rich people, they really know how to have fun."

Hasegawa had no idea what the waitress was thinking. If he knew, he would definitely want to pry open her head to see how her brain was.

However, the lack of fabric in that place does make people think about other things. After all, it's a bit too weird.

Hasegawa grabbed the new clothes and quickly ran into the dressing room to change his clothes. He no longer felt the chill on his chest, and Hasegawa couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"Today is so unlucky. It's all because of that guy Hiratsuka Shizuka. From now on, I will never, never run out to party with her again, absolutely." Hasegawa swore fiercely in his heart.

Walking out of the dressing room, Hasegawa looked at the previous set of clothes. Should he throw it away?

"Sir, actually, you can just change your shirt. We can fix the buttons on your shirt here." The waitress said appropriately.

"Is that so? Thank you." Hasegawa thought about it and thought it was a good idea. However, the waitress seemed to have seen something she shouldn't have seen, so should she be killed to silence her?