"Is she a doll?" - That was the first thing that crossed Allen's mind. However, he couldn't feel any connection with her.
Wednesday approached Allen sharing the same thoughts. "She's not like us..."
Wednesday confirmed that she's indeed not a Sdoll like them. Allen sighed, realizing that the possibility of Sdolls appearing far away from him was eliminated. He didn't want to think about what would happen if a crazy anime girl was released somewhere without his knowledge.
Allen sighed. 'I see, she's not a doll. It's quite strange to see a woman so similar to an anime Waifu, but I suppose it's normal... the world is incredibly big... Fuck! Are you kidding me?! Her name is even Tearju Lunatique!!'
[Host, you shouldn't take everything as personally... perhaps she is the original or not, the only sure thing is that it's not your responsibility to take care of every problem that happens in front of you.]
Allen remained silent. Indeed, some things cannot be ignored, like a powerful green monster trying to destroy the world, but beyond that, he shouldn't force himself to get involved in every problem in the world.
Allen took a deep breath and looked at Tearju, she was a very beautiful woman and captured the hearts of both boys and girls instantly. When the vice-principal left, Tearju was surrounded by everyone.
They asked her age, if she was married or had a boyfriend, all the normal questions asked of a beautiful new teacher, until some idiots started asking for her three measurements. Gwen stood up to intervene, but before she could, Tearju's gaze turned cold.
"Mr. Moore, I remind you that I am a teacher," Tearju's voice remained pleasant but this time it was as cold as ice. "If you keep asking something so personal and rude, going to the principal's office will be the least of your problems."
"Oh," Esdeath smiled on Allen's head, seeming more interested in the new teacher. Wednesday nodded approvingly at a strong and threatening punishment. Rebecca laughed, Gwen sat stunned, was it normal for Tearju to go from cotton candy to thorn bush?
After an awkward silence, everyone returned to their seats, Tearju's gaze through her glasses seemed to return to her previous friendliness, and the class continued.
...
At lunchtime, Allen sat with the trio of girls in the cafeteria. The jealous looks on everyone's faces were evident, some were even expectant for some trouble to happen.
Felicia shook her head and looked at Allen sitting across from her as she leaned on her elbow. "I wonder if anyone would dare to challenge you if they knew who you are?"
"Nah, they'd probably have a heart attack," MJ teased, she looked disdainfully at those murmuring in the distance.
Gwen remained silent.
"Is something bothering you?" Allen asked her.
Gwen sighed and looked in another direction as she crossed her arms. "Don't play innocent; that woman looked at you several times during class..."
Allen widened his eyes at such an accusation. Their eyes and Tearju's indeed met several times, but he didn't think of anything other than a coincidence.
"Come on Allen, even I noticed that she kept her eyes on you." Felicia teased amusedly.
Mary Jane, who was sitting to his right, put her lustful hand on his leg. "I don't blame her for wanting you, but as a teacher, she should be more careful, she could get fired~," she said, stroking his leg.
Allen was stunned and didn't stop MJ. While his appearance should be enough to attract some women, as long as he didn't reveal his face, there shouldn't be any girls sighing over him. Not to mention, Allen is so used to being seen at all times that an indiscreet glance doesn't seem out of the ordinary.
Gwen stood up from her seat and grabbed MJ's naughty hand, then scolded her to behave at school, which she responded to with, "You're worse than me, even when you swoon with pleasure in the night, you refuse to let go him, you envious bitch..."
Gwen almost cursed at MJ's words luckily the red-haired girl had mercy and said it quietly.
"You!"
Gwen blushed and got mad at MJ, both of them fought between embarrassment and anger.
Felicia took advantage and sat next to Allen, grabbing his arm and feeding him. Something that Allen didn't reject; after all, their relationship had escalated in these days.
Gwen and MJ were annoyed that Felicia took advantage of their fight to flirt with Allen, but what truly annoyed them was that she used a loving girlfriend approach rather than a flirtatious bitch one, as might be expected from Felicia. It seems that the former causes more jealousy than the latter for some reason.
Many boys watched with jealousy as the three women fought over Allen. The girls in the cafeteria murmured as they posted the events on various social media platforms.
Many prayed to Buddha for lightning to fall from heaven to punish the lucky bastard. In the end, lightning did not strike, but something did happen.
It didn't take long for Flash Thompson to enter the place with a group of guys, members of the football team.
People fell silent; some girls worried about a possible fight, and jealous boys rejoiced expectantly for Flash to beat up the idiot who thinks he's the harem protagonist.
Flash entered laughing and joking with his friends as usual, giving the impression of being the pack leader at the head of his group.
Everyone waited for something to happen, even the janitor, the cafeteria lady, and a discreetly eating teacher also waited for it, do your job!
Flash walked closer and closer to Allen's table, also noticing everyone's gaze in the cafeteria. While he was used to being the center of attention, he usually had to do something to get attention.
Flash's gaze went to the only place where there wasn't silence, Allen's table, which had the most beautiful girls in the school fighting in an event that would make all the men's eyes bleed.
Upon recognizing Allen's presence, Flash halted. He had suffered an indescribable humiliation before, being reduced without a chance to defend himself; a flood of anger surged within him.
As expected, Flash advanced toward Allen, who had his back turned to him.
"Walker!" he shouted furiously.
Allen stopped smiling and silently looked behind him; after a moment, his gaze turned bored upon realizing it was Flash.
"What do you want?" Allen said calmly.
This indifference to his anger further annoyed Flash, but before he could respond, Allen's eyes became visible behind the lenses that normally reflected light.
"...!"
Flash swallowed his words, and the images of him being brutally humiliated resurfaced. The taste of disgusting water, the experience it meant, would accompany him for life; he had never experienced being weak, the victim.
His wounded pride convinced him that Allen had caught him off guard, and that's why it happened, but was it? At this moment, looking into Allen's eyes, accompanied by his friends, he still felt anxious; his hands sweated, his body weakened, and an unpleasant cold sweat ran down his body.
Flash was afraid...
Recognizing this fact, he took a step back, along with feeling like he had lost something very important for a man.
"What's with that attitude?!"
"Flash, let's teach this piece of shit who doesn't know his place a lesson!"
While Flash pondered how to leave without losing his dignity, his stupid friends intervened, which scared Flash, who didn't know what to do.
"Idiots!" Flash shouted, using his steroid-infused neurons to come up with an excuse. "We're about to graduate; we can't make any more mistakes, especially me."
"But you'll allow this idiot to get all the hot girls in school?!"
Most of the guys in the cafeteria nodded in understanding; even the male teachers were jealous of Allen. No one would deny that they hoped he would at least get a beating, of course, this wouldn't drive the girls away from him, but it would make them feel better.
Allen frowned, he didn't care what they said about him, but when the conversation turned to the girls, he started to feel annoyed. If the wrong word came out or if any of them looked at any of the girls the wrong way, Allen would set aside his desire for discretion and break their arms to start.
"No!" Flash interrupted; he was the only one who noticed Allen's gaze and instinctively intervened. "... no, I don't have time for this nonsense right now!" Flash quickly left the cafeteria; the other guys didn't understand his behavior and simply looked at each other to follow him.
The place fell silent as everyone had expressions of disbelief, had Flash, the steroid Thompson, chickened out?!
Felicia's face turned red as she brought her lips close to Allen's ear, her lustful breath evident.
"I don't know why I like it when you act like this~," she said as she nibbled Allen's ear.
"I didn't do anything," Allen remained unmoved by Felicia's behavior. It was true that he hadn't done anything, but from another perspective, he remained indifferent to a group of muscular guys from the football team and the ultimate bully, and now he had an albino beauty practically begging for his attention, and he remained calm.
"Felicia, we're in the cafeteria, control yourself," Allen said, looking at her with a sigh. Felicia felt an electric shock and pressed her body against Allen, almost leaning on his lap.
"Bitch!" Mary Jane couldn't stand Felicia's shameless behavior anymore and sat on the other side, hugging Allen and pulling him away from the white-haired vixen.
Allen gave MJ a blank look, indicating that she was doing the same thing, she blushed with embarrassment and immediately felt a hand on her head. Allen didn't blame her for her behavior.
Mary Jane felt hot, and as her vision blurred, she couldn't stand it and leaned in to kiss Allen with the intention, of forgetting where they were. Allen knew this was getting out of control and wanted to get the girls out of this place...
"Get away, vixens!"
Gwen came up behind Allen and hugged him between her breasts, pushing Felicia and MJ away. She breathed heavily and snorted jealous and full of indignation, these two bitches couldn't behave in public; if Allen wasn't sober, they would strip him naked right here to drown him in their lust.
Gwen gave both of them a death stare, and her face softened as she looked at Allen; her loving gaze seemed to say, "I'll protect you~"
As Allen was enveloped in the warmth of Gwen's breasts, Felicia and MJ had an anger attack; Gwen kept treating them like indecent bitches. However, their actions were even worse and more shameless.
Everyone was in shock, the tough and free girl who preferred to clean her motorcycle with a toothbrush than give a second glance to any man was tamed. The unreachable redhead beauty, who preferred to do community service rather than give a second glance to a man, was practically begging for attention. Lastly, the most absurd thing was seeing Gwen, who everyone considered to be colder than Antarctica with men, acting like a loving wife, protecting her husband from the vixens.
It was all too unacceptable.
Allen sighed as Rebecca chuckled, seeing that he would no longer be discreet at school and would now be known as the harem king or some weird thing.
Wednesday looked in a certain direction, noticing the new teacher watching the spectacle from the entrance, and then she proceeded to leave.
"What is that woman thinking?" Wednesday asked herself.
"I sense no ill intentions toward Allen, but you should keep an eye on her," Artoria said, appearing next to her; her tone was serene, but she seemed less distant than before.
"Oh, it's a pity, if she had ill intentions, we could use her in experiments," Esdeath declared with a cruel smile.
Allen led his harem away from the site to the incredulous gaze of everyone.
...
The rest of the day, Allen confirmed one thing: the beautiful new teacher, Tearju, indeed looked at him repeatedly. Allen began to believe that perhaps they knew each other or something like that; however, Allen was precisely the most social person, and no matter how distracted he was, he would remember if he came across a character from To Love Ru.
Classes ended; Allen had things to do here and in DC. However, he was called, but this time it wasn't the principal but his new teacher.
...
Allen sat in front of the beautiful teacher in silence.
Tearju had her arms crossed as she tilted her head, not knowing how to start the conversation. Allen was ready for all kinds of revelations.
Perhaps she would say she's the creator of the sex dolls, perhaps she would say she's a doll but not Allen's, perhaps she would say she accidentally arrived in this world, or that To Love Ru is canon in her world.
She sat with her beautiful legs crossed, the black stockings giving her outfit a touch of sensuality despite not being erotic, she had her right leg over the left.
While she was immersed in her thoughts, she shifted her left leg to be on top of the right with slow and suggestive movements.
Allen remained like a monk, keeping any dirty thoughts out of his mind. However, instead of bringing discomfort between them, the silence brought a kind of ambiguity.
Tearju realized her actions and lowered her leg because it looked like she was seducing Allen.
"I'm sorry," said Tearju somewhat nervously. "You're Allen Walker, right?"
"Yes?" Allen looked confused at his cute and sexy teacher, not understanding her motives.
Tearju's next words took Allen by surprise, for of all possibilities he hadn't expected her to say that.
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