Opening the door to step out on the hallway of the flat, a moist and odorous breeze of air hit me. August had come to an end, but the change of month didn’t help in soothing this dense temperature.
I took the bag on my shoulder, pushing it behind my back. It was the second day of the new school term. Of course, I was hoping I would get used to it pretty soon but…summer break was so stressful with certain voluntary activities I’d rather not name here that I didn’t have time to myself. I was even planning on working part-time at the cat cafe, but I completely forgot about that.
If you’d tell me to make an effort for classes just like I did before the break, I’d probably not listen to you. On top of that, I couldn’t focus if I wanted to, seeing after what happened on the final day of summer break—
“Ah.”
“Ah?!”
As I made up my resolve to traverse through this oppressing heat, the door next to ours opened, followed by a shocked voice.
I saw brown hair, with thin make-up on her face. A cutsew top, openly emphasizing her well-endowed chest, with a pink short-sleeved short. Beneath that, a white skirt a bit above her knees. They looked similar to the noble lady look she had shown me before, only even more casual.
This is bad, too cute, and beautiful…Honestly, it’s exactly up my alley…
This lady is my neighbour in this flat, an English teacher at the Seikadai High School Division I attend, the homeroom teacher of my class, and also—
“G-Go…Good breasts!”
“What are you talking about?!”
For some reason, she greeted me with the words the furthest away from a morning greeting.
“A-Apologies…Good morning, Saigi-kun.”
“G-Good morning…Today, well, you’ve got quite the rare fashion on you…”
“During the opening ceremony, I had to wear my suit, but now that we’re back to normal classes, I decided to go a bit more casual…W-What do you think?”
“…I-It looks very good…”
It actually fits her so well that I can’t directly look at her. It still gave her the vibes of a teacher, but not too strict, a more fluffy image. Naturally, I didn’t mind her teacher-like look with a white blouse, but this daily life fashion wasn’t too bad either. If only she’d stay quiet more often, she would look like the noble lady of a rich family…
“T-Thank you. By the way…you’re pretty early today, aren’t you.”
“Yes, Nui wanted to copy some homework from—Ah, that was supposed to be a secret.”
“I feel like I shouldn’t be ignoring these words as a teacher, but I will let it slide for now. Amanashi-san has been handing in homework and assignments she has forgotten last year as of recently. Copying still helps her in learning as well, so I hope she hands in the rest as well.”
“That’s quite the kind understanding you have.”
“Of course, I will have to fiercely question her how much effort she put into them herself, and give her some extra work as a present, so tell her to be prepared for the full course.”
“I take back what I said. You’re giving her hope, only to immediately crush it?”
“In Amanashi-san’s case, we have to do that, or she will never understand. Teachers have to be strict from time as well. Maybe you are just spoiling her too much?”
“I-I’m sorry…Huh? Also, what was this breasts part about just now?”
“Ha…?!” Maka-sensei’s back straightened in surprise. “I-I have to go now or else I will be late. We can’t arrive together, so take a bit of delay!”
“That I understand, but…what’s wrong?”
“N-Nothing is wrong. I am the same Unobtainable Flower of Seikadai, Fujiki Maka-sensei.”
“…Why are you naming yourself now? If something happened, just tell me, Maka-chan.”
“Nothing happ—Wait, Maka-chan?!”
“Yes, you seemed to be a bit agitated that I called Shiya-chan like that, so I thought I might as well change it for you as well.”
“M-Maka-chan…Wait, no no no! Even if we’re not in front of other people, you adding chan…I’ll burst!”
“At least keep your base form, okay?!”
Also, I want to see that! But please don’t die!
“Even I will die if I turn into small pieces!”
“How far can we go so that you remain alive?”
From the way she said it, it made it sound like ‘I won’t die even if you kill me’, but I’ve seen that she can actually be hurt before.
“A-Anyway…you can’t add a chan after my name! It’d be troublesome if you accidentally call me with that at school. You don’t have confidence that you won’t mix it up, right?!”
“For getting angry at me because I called Shiya-chan with chan, you’re acting quite passive now…”
I knew it before, but she really can be a pain at times.
“Also, if we went down that route, I would have to call you Ma…Mako…Makokokokoko…See, I can’t! So indecent!”
“Indecent?!”
Wasn’t she perfectly fine with even more lewd stuff?! Also, why would it be indecent to call me by my given name?!
“Ahh, I’ll be late! With the streets crowded, I can’t bring out my fiat, so I have to hurry now!”
“Y-Yes…I’ll see you at school.” I waved my hand, seeing off Maka-cha—No, Maka-sensei.
But yes, I don’t mind if the fiat keeps sleeping in the parking lot of this flat. For all eternity. Maka-sensei walked away, her back still as straight up as before, her movements stiff like a robot.
“Hey, if someone saw her like this, don’t you think she’d drop from the popularity number one spot at school?”
“Well, she’ll be having her usual model walk down as soon as she steps out of the flat.” I answered the question thrown at me without turning my head.
With a toothbrush in her mouth, Miharu poked outside our apartment, her hair ruffled because she just woke up.
“But seriously, what happened with Fujiki-sensei? Her voice sounded more shocked than usual, and these cute clothes…”
“I-I wonder…? Maybe she’s tired because the new school term just started.”
“Sensei turns suspicious like that when she’s tired? What a weird person.”
“To hear the word weird coming from your mouth, Miharu…”
“…Hmpf. Either way, it seems like it wasn’t just Fujiki-sensei who’s changed~”
“W-What…?”
Miharu gave me a stern stare. I’m pretty sure that Miharu already figured out that Maka-sensei is just putting up an act…Maybe even the new relationship that Maka-sensei and I share.
…My girlfriend teacher…It’s a ridiculously stupid relationship, neither a girlfriend, nor a teacher. After spring arrived, and I suffered through her consecutive approaches, this is where we currently stand. In the end, I still have to answer Maka-sensei’s confession.
I kept thinking that our relationship actually hasn’t changed all that much, but after seeing this act of hers this morning, maybe she’s a bit nervous. I never expected Maka-sensei, who is always ready to strip right in front of me, to be flustered because of us dating like this. That being said, I’m equally at a loss. I wouldn’t even know how to properly go out with a girlfriend, so how should I face her now as my girlfriend teacher?
Opening the door to step out on the hallway of the flat, a moist and odorous breeze of air hit me. August had come to an end, but the change of month didn’t help in soothing this dense temperature.
I took the bag on my shoulder, pushing it behind my back. It was the second day of the new school term. Of course, I was hoping I would get used to it pretty soon but…summer break was so stressful with certain voluntary activities I’d rather not name here that I didn’t have time to myself. I was even planning on working part-time at the cat cafe, but I completely forgot about that.
If you’d tell me to make an effort for classes just like I did before the break, I’d probably not listen to you. On top of that, I couldn’t focus if I wanted to, seeing after what happened on the final day of summer break—
“Ah.”
“Ah?!”
As I made up my resolve to traverse through this oppressing heat, the door next to ours opened, followed by a shocked voice.
I saw brown hair, with thin make-up on her face. A cutsew top, openly emphasizing her well-endowed chest, with a pink short-sleeved short. Beneath that, a white skirt a bit above her knees. They looked similar to the noble lady look she had shown me before, only even more casual.
This is bad, too cute, and beautiful…Honestly, it’s exactly up my alley…
This lady is my neighbour in this flat, an English teacher at the Seikadai High School Division I attend, the homeroom teacher of my class, and also—
“G-Go…Good breasts!”
“What are you talking about?!”
For some reason, she greeted me with the words the furthest away from a morning greeting.
“A-Apologies…Good morning, Saigi-kun.”
“G-Good morning…Today, well, you’ve got quite the rare fashion on you…”
“During the opening ceremony, I had to wear my suit, but now that we’re back to normal classes, I decided to go a bit more casual…W-What do you think?”
“…I-It looks very good…”
It actually fits her so well that I can’t directly look at her. It still gave her the vibes of a teacher, but not too strict, a more fluffy image. Naturally, I didn’t mind her teacher-like look with a white blouse, but this daily life fashion wasn’t too bad either. If only she’d stay quiet more often, she would look like the noble lady of a rich family…
“T-Thank you. By the way…you’re pretty early today, aren’t you.”
“Yes, Nui wanted to copy some homework from—Ah, that was supposed to be a secret.”
“I feel like I shouldn’t be ignoring these words as a teacher, but I will let it slide for now. Amanashi-san has been handing in homework and assignments she has forgotten last year as of recently. Copying still helps her in learning as well, so I hope she hands in the rest as well.”
“That’s quite the kind understanding you have.”
“Of course, I will have to fiercely question her how much effort she put into them herself, and give her some extra work as a present, so tell her to be prepared for the full course.”
“I take back what I said. You’re giving her hope, only to immediately crush it?”
“In Amanashi-san’s case, we have to do that, or she will never understand. Teachers have to be strict from time as well. Maybe you are just spoiling her too much?”
“I-I’m sorry…Huh? Also, what was this breasts part about just now?”
“Ha…?!” Maka-sensei’s back straightened in surprise. “I-I have to go now or else I will be late. We can’t arrive together, so take a bit of delay!”
“That I understand, but…what’s wrong?”
“N-Nothing is wrong. I am the same Unobtainable Flower of Seikadai, Fujiki Maka-sensei.”
“…Why are you naming yourself now? If something happened, just tell me, Maka-chan.”
“Nothing happ—Wait, Maka-chan?!”
“Yes, you seemed to be a bit agitated that I called Shiya-chan like that, so I thought I might as well change it for you as well.”
“M-Maka-chan…Wait, no no no! Even if we’re not in front of other people, you adding chan…I’ll burst!”
“At least keep your base form, okay?!”
Also, I want to see that! But please don’t die!
“Even I will die if I turn into small pieces!”
“How far can we go so that you remain alive?”
From the way she said it, it made it sound like ‘I won’t die even if you kill me’, but I’ve seen that she can actually be hurt before.
“A-Anyway…you can’t add a chan after my name! It’d be troublesome if you accidentally call me with that at school. You don’t have confidence that you won’t mix it up, right?!”
“For getting angry at me because I called Shiya-chan with chan, you’re acting quite passive now…”
I knew it before, but she really can be a pain at times.
“Also, if we went down that route, I would have to call you Ma…Mako…Makokokokoko…See, I can’t! So indecent!”
“Indecent?!”
Wasn’t she perfectly fine with even more lewd stuff?! Also, why would it be indecent to call me by my given name?!
“Ahh, I’ll be late! With the streets crowded, I can’t bring out my fiat, so I have to hurry now!”
“Y-Yes…I’ll see you at school.” I waved my hand, seeing off Maka-cha—No, Maka-sensei.
But yes, I don’t mind if the fiat keeps sleeping in the parking lot of this flat. For all eternity. Maka-sensei walked away, her back still as straight up as before, her movements stiff like a robot.
“Hey, if someone saw her like this, don’t you think she’d drop from the popularity number one spot at school?”
“Well, she’ll be having her usual model walk down as soon as she steps out of the flat.” I answered the question thrown at me without turning my head.
With a toothbrush in her mouth, Miharu poked outside our apartment, her hair ruffled because she just woke up.
“But seriously, what happened with Fujiki-sensei? Her voice sounded more shocked than usual, and these cute clothes…”
“I-I wonder…? Maybe she’s tired because the new school term just started.”
“Sensei turns suspicious like that when she’s tired? What a weird person.”
“To hear the word weird coming from your mouth, Miharu…”
“…Hmpf. Either way, it seems like it wasn’t just Fujiki-sensei who’s changed~”
“W-What…?”
Miharu gave me a stern stare. I’m pretty sure that Miharu already figured out that Maka-sensei is just putting up an act…Maybe even the new relationship that Maka-sensei and I share.
…My girlfriend teacher…It’s a ridiculously stupid relationship, neither a girlfriend, nor a teacher. After spring arrived, and I suffered through her consecutive approaches, this is where we currently stand. In the end, I still have to answer Maka-sensei’s confession.
I kept thinking that our relationship actually hasn’t changed all that much, but after seeing this act of hers this morning, maybe she’s a bit nervous. I never expected Maka-sensei, who is always ready to strip right in front of me, to be flustered because of us dating like this. That being said, I’m equally at a loss. I wouldn’t even know how to properly go out with a girlfriend, so how should I face her now as my girlfriend teacher?
