Trouble Honey
Caught

“Sir Joan, what do you think you're doing?!”

“Hm?” Guiltlessly Joan tilted her head to look at Jiyya's face which had been trying to rebel for a while and run away from her.

Currently Sir Joan and Jiyya were out of the restaurant and occasionally had a fight along the way. Heran although Jiyya has done many things that allow her to be separated from the man is still all in vain. He wished that someone could help him out of this man. Is not this act of Sir Joan to be reported as an unpleasant act. Jiyya is worried that she will be taken somewhere and they will both be in a dangerous position again where Jiyya does not want to repeat the mistake that almost took away her life principles as a conservative woman amid the open battle minded.

But it was different from what Joan had in mind. The man was actually not planning anything on his head. He didn't really know where his particular destination was headed. To be honest this was an action he took reflexively without considering how it would affect him. Especially when she held Jiyya's hand while they were in the restaurant, this girl was as rebellious as she was now.

He could not let go, even though Jiyya was struggling though. Joan was just realizing a strong urge to be with her. Just both.

Joan felt sorry for Ronald as the person who invited her and Arthur to meet, and then left him just like that. Especially for Arthur who had to be forced to leave with Ronald's babble. But at least, there was Silvana there so Joan thought the man would be much happier because Joan gave him time.

Jiyya looked at Joan fixedly. A stern expression was clearly drawn on her sweet face. “Not only ‘hm’ but release me. You really are a vile man, Sir Joan!” yells.

“Hmm...” Joan stared at him for a few seconds before turning her gaze towards the dark sky. “I think so.”

Jiyya looked at him for a while, her eyes wide open. She was horrified by the response she got from Joan. “Sir Joan!” he screamed again. “This is a terrible thing to do!”

Joan waved her hand cheerfully, she did not take Jiyya's speech as anything serious. Moreover, he did not have the intention to do criminal things from the beginning. It's just that it's a step of anticipation if her favorite sweet student runs away from her.

“I wouldn't do this if you hadn't dodged me in the first place. After all, you are the one who teased me, Jiyya?” Joan then brought herself closer, her free hand stroking the top of Jiyya's head very lightly. “And how can you expect me to do nothing when you thrust yourself at me? Since you are trying to escape from me, it is okay for me to hold you.”

Both of Jiyya's eyes were rounded. Now his attempts to escape look weakened. Joan did the right thing.

“Sir Joan, I know I was guilty in the past. But please forget my insanity. Let's get back in touch naturally like students and lecturers. You also have to go back, weren't you eating at the restaurant?” Jiyya this time sounded like she was trying to persuade him. His face looks red, though,

either he was ashamed of his own past conduct or because he was angry for not replying to Joan. Yes, because what he said is indeed the truth so refuting it feels useless.

“It's not important. I'd rather be with you than with them.”

The effect is visible in just a few seconds. Joan found a red tinge on Jiyya's face. He also turned his face away so that Joan would not look at him any longer. He looked more like a mouse squeaking.

Joan saw this as an opportunity. But he had not been able to speak the presence of someone made Joan undo his intention to say.

“Joan! Joan right?”

Stiffly Joan turned around when her name was called by a feminine voice which of course was very well known to the man. And sure enough once they met face to face, Joan found the figure of Mary who waved her hand and gave her a cheerful smile looking very enthusiastic.

Jiyya herself began to smell the almost thin tension of Joan. He stared at the man alternately with a woman who started approaching the two of them. The girl's eyes were calculating.

And as soon as Mary was in front of the two of them, that was when Joan changed her expression and gesture. The man tilted his head while smiling.

“Goodnight Maria, how are you today?” Joan asked, she used a tone that was too polite to hear.

“I? Ah.. I'm fine. Thank you for asking me Joan!” The curly-haired lady exclaimed with the same enthusiasm before they exchanged greetings and voices. “I haven't seen you in a long time. You know Joan, I miss you so much. I wanted to visit again, but I don't think you'd be happy if I came to you too often. Especially lately it's been hard for me to steal time. You should have called me once. I won't miss you too much.”

Joan just shrugged her shoulders. “Life of a lecturer is never simple.” He replied very cleverly.

Maria suddenly blushed for something ambiguous. “Ah... I think you're right.” But even so, Maria still wanted to reply to his words correctly. Until then the look of his eyes fell on Jiyya who was silent between the two of them. His gaze then changed like a lioness. Seemed to dislike when he realized there was a girl younger than him around Joan. “I'll bet,” The woman stared fixedly at Jiyya as if she was about to pounce and chop her body with a vengeance. Although in the next second Maria gave a smile to Jiyya. “What is this woman next to you one of your students?”

“Ya.”Jiyya quickly interjected even before Joan could say anything good to them. “But he is not a good lecturer in my opinion for several semesters I was under his guidance,” explained Jiyya again.

Both Joan and Mary fell silent for a while, before Mary finally changed her gaze to be a little more friendly.

“Ah, really? What was Joan like on campus?”

“I think he is at the bottom of the medal in teaching,” ceplos Jiyya again. And thanks to the words of the girl Mary even laughed and glanced at Joan with an ignorant look.

“Yeah, I can't believe this. But it's good to see you maintain a good relationship with your student when this is outside class hours.” This time Mary's gaze was on Joan.

Joan took advantage of that narrow opportunity to move. Using one hand, Joan suddenly hooked her fingers on Jiyya's fingers behind her back.

Jiyya suddenly felt her skin burn. Sir Joan's movements certainly surprised him, but he could not resist because it would be complicated for them if he shouted now. Jiyya felt that what was going on between her and Sir Joan was completely inappropriate. He shifted his position a little. It was a subtle gesture as Jiyya tried to stay away from Joan. But the small movement seems clearly realized by the handsome lecturer.

“Your existence here with your students slightly invited the scandal—” Whether intentionally or not, but the way Maria said the word and beheaded there as if it had an erotic secret element between the two of them. “—I'll be more confident that you're with other students. Where are the others?”