In the VIP room of the café, it was now filled with uncontrollable giggles.
“Ahahaha… Ve, Versie… haha… hahaha… sto-stop tickling…!”
Trying to dodge Versie’s tickling fingers, Sefina futilely squirmed on the sofa.
Sefina had never imagined she would make such an undignified sound, laughing until tears gathered at the corners of her eyes and her cheeks blushed as if about to bleed.
Versie, that wicked girl, actually attacked her with such a childish and despicable method! How could she use the despicable tactic of tickling!
First, when Sefina was caught off guard, Versie’s fingers precisely slipped under her armpits, gently scratching through the soft sweater fabric.
That sudden ticklish sensation made Sefina tense up and then relax instantly, followed by bursts of laughter.
Then, Versie’s mischievous hands slid to her waist, pinching the two spots of soft flesh that even Sefina knew were overly ticklish, and even rubbed them maliciously. This undoubtedly made Sefina unbearably ticklish.
“Mmph… hahahaha… sto-stop! Versie! If you don’t stop, I’ll make you pay!”
Sefina laughed until her whole body went limp, her struggles growing weaker, only able to futilely kick her legs wrapped in white thick tights.
She felt like she couldn’t breathe anymore, her chest aching from the continuous laughter.
Versie was still straddling her, watching her usually cool and composed teacher look so pathetic and cute, laughing so hard that tears nearly fell, and she couldn’t restrain her own laughter.
This subversive sense of control filled Versie with satisfaction.
“Teacher~~ who’s on top now?”
She even intensified her actions, making Sefina even less able to control her laughter.
Versie’s voice was as sweet as honey, but her hands showed no mercy at all.
“Hm? Wasn’t Teacher being fierce just now? Saying something about making me pay?”
“Hah… you… just you wait! Wait until I get my wand!”
Sefina tried to use threats to hide her embarrassment, but her intermittent laughter made the words completely powerless, more like a petulant complaint.
“Oh? Still stubborn?”
Versie raised an eyebrow, her hands moving even more nimbly, starting to apply more force.
“Looks like the punishment isn’t enough yet~~”
“No, stop! Hahaha… sto-stop…”
Sefina laughed until she almost curled up, tears finally streaming from the corners of her eyes, mixed with shame and unbearable ticklishness.
She felt she was about to laugh herself into exhaustion, her mind blank, only left with instinctive bodily reactions.
Seeing her teacher in such a state of helpless laughter, Versie felt the time was about right.
She lightened the force slightly but maintained her restraint, then leaned down, blowing air into Sefina’s reddened ear, whispering in a coaxing tone:
“Do you want me to let go? I can… unless Teacher begs for mercy.”
Versie paused for a brief moment, her smile deepening.
“And then proactively kiss me?”
Sefina’s laughter abruptly halted, then a few “pfft” sounds escaped due to the residual ticklishness.
She blinked hard, her eyes blurred with tears, and glared at Versie. Even in this pathetic state, her wine-red eyes still burned with a flame that refused to admit defeat.
“Dr-dream on!”
Sefina panted, trying to make her voice sound firm.
If she agreed to this request today, Versie would definitely push her luck in the future. Then the next step would be…
Even in her heart, Sefina was too embarrassed to say those two words.
“Tsk, Teacher’s lips are so soft, but why are your words so hard?”
Versie sighed with fake pity, but her eyes grew more dangerous.
“It really makes me want to pry them open and see.”
Seeing Sefina biting her lower lip, trying to hold back laughter while forcing a calm and stubborn expression, Versie decided to use her “trump card.”
She freed one hand, easily grabbed one of Sefina’s constantly kicking calves, and through the soft thick tights, her fingertips tickled the sole of that small foot.
“Yaaa—! Hahaha… don’t touch there! Versie, stop!!!”
This seemed to hit Sefina’s weakest defense.
Her whole body jerked violently, and her other leg reflexively lifted, her entire being shaking with laughter, the previous pretense completely shattered.
“Will you beg? Will you kiss?”
Versie pressed on.
“Haha… no!… hahaha…”
Sefina was already laughing to the point of slight oxygen deprivation, her chest heaving rapidly, but her mouth stubbornly refused to utter the word “beg.”
Seeing her teacher so stubborn even when on the verge of laughing herself to death, Versie finally stopped.
Versie knew that if she continued, Teacher might really faint, and that wouldn’t be fun.
The pressure and ticklishness suddenly vanished. Sefina collapsed on the sofa, only able to take deep breaths.
Her whole body was limp, even lifting a finger felt exhausting, and the flush on her cheeks hadn’t faded.
Versie wasn’t in a hurry; she leisurely adjusted her position, still trapping Sefina beneath her.
After all, Teacher’s wand was still on the carpet in the distance. In her current state, she posed no threat at all.
They had all the time in the world to “play” slowly.
Sefina caught her breath, and her rationality gradually returned, followed by overwhelming shame and anger.
She turned her head sharply and glared fiercely at Versie, who was kneeling on her waist, her wine-red eyes burning with frustration and fury.
“You horrible, wicked girl! How did I end up teaching a student like you?”
“Hmm~”
Versie fully accepted this assessment, even shaking her head rather proudly, her ice-blue hair swaying with the movement.
“Thanks for the compliment, Teacher. But for me, from now on, the things I like to do most are probably only three—”
“First, rush teacher.”
“Second, rush teacher.”
Versie leaned close to Sefina’s flushed face, their noses almost touching, her ice-blue eyes reflecting the other’s annoyed and embarrassed expression.
“As for the third…”
“Of course… it’s still rush teacher.”
Sefina was choked speechless by this straightforward and “rebellious” declaration, and the blush that had just receded a bit flared up again.
This disciple! She shouldn’t have… But before Sefina could finish her internal complaint, Versie had already decided to enjoy the “fruits of her victory.”
Versie held the back of Teacher Sefina’s head with one hand, and with the other, she lifted Teacher’s delicate, embarrassed face.
Without another word, Versie lowered her head directly and kissed those lips that were slightly parted from panting and anger.
“Mmph—!”
Sefina’s eyes instantly widened, and the remaining strength was only enough to let out a short nasal sound.
The warm touch temporarily sealed all her unspoken protests and accusations, and the sweet, clean scent of Versie completely invaded all her…