The boy the teacher likes

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It's so hot!

The summer sky seems lower, making it feel like the sun is lower too; it's unbearable.

If I walk straight down this road, I'll reach my school, Senfu Academy.

Two school buildings, plus a gymnasium, swimming pool… it's a very ordinary school.

The only difference is that my school was originally an all-girls school, and even now there's a 7:3 ratio of girls to boys.

Why did I choose a school with so many girls?

Well, it's just because it's close to my house… that's all.

My middle school friend (who went to an all-boys school and has a record of being dumped 28 times in a row) said, "If I were at your school, I'd be popular with everyone," how naive. A man without female charm, even surrounded by 57 million girls, still won't be wanted.

And I think even if there are lots of girls around, so what?

I pulled at my shirt, which clung to my body from sweat, as I walked into the school through the main gate. Cherry blossom trees lined the road leading to the parking lot, and at the other end was the sports field.

"Oh~ Oh~, they're really working hard in this heat..."

The track and field club members were practicing.

The physical education teacher, Tanitabe, who served as the advisor, was a typical "hot-blooded hypocrite," and one of the teachers I disliked.

If he saw me, he'd probably come over no matter what, so I'd better not watch the track and field practice and get my business done quickly.

Besides, the track and field club had another nemesis of mine.

Thankfully, she wasn't around today... Seriously, speaking of her...

"Hoo!"

Suddenly, a loud voice pierced through me from behind as I was thinking of her.

I was startled and turned around; "she" was right behind me.

She was a classmate named Tanaka Misa.

Besides her energetic and serious face, she also had her trademark ponytail tied up with a hairband. ...And she even said that she "only lets her hair down in front of her most beloved person." I once casually asked her, "Are you balding at the back of your head?" because I'd never seen her with a hairstyle other than a ponytail, and that touched a nerve, resulting in a beating.

In short, she's the kind of blunt girl who's quick to anger and quick to act. What I particularly dislike is that she's been bothering me ever since first grade.

[However, if there's any reason behind it, I can guess a bit...] Anyway, it's really boring.

"What are you doing here?"

Misa, wearing her track and field uniform and standing with her hands on her hips, already looked like she was there to cause trouble.

"You're not here to spy on me again, are you?"

"Who would spy on you on such a hot day? Or, you don't actually want me to come and see you, do you?"

I teased her as usual. I kept staring at her long legs, which were called "Bambi" by the track and field club. I didn't know what Bambi was, but... they were definitely beautiful legs.

"You... you bastard... don't look at me like that, you lewd guy!"

she said, her face flushed.

This "attack with a serious gaze" was being used on Tanaka for the first time, but it seemed quite effective. I continued to do things that disgusted her.

I looked at her chest, staring intently. Although I always thought of Tanaka as a boy, she was still well-endowed. No, her breasts were much fuller than I had imagined.

"Will you ever stop..."

I looked into Tanaka's eyes before my iron fist was about to swing. My face was reflected in the depths of her bright, clear eyes.

"You're cute, Misa. Come on, let's dance."

"Dance?"

"Yes. Tonight, the two of us will be together until morning... we'll be together all the time."

Tanaka couldn't speak. Her slightly flushed cheeks turned completely red, which was quite amusing. "I'll dance the Yasuki folk song, you dance the Hanagasa Oto."

"Oto-Oto?"

"Hey, isn't the summer festival starting tonight...? Want to dance the Bon Odori together?"

While laughing loudly, Tanaka's expression gradually changed.

... Oh no! I've gone too far.

"I'll kill you!"

Tanaka shouted dangerously as he suddenly chased after me.

"Hahaha, goodbye, 'Pump'-san."

"Don't come again, you bastard!"

I endured Tanaka's curses and dust as I fled into the school building. I

ripped my shirt to let in some fresh air and then stuck my feet into the shoe cabinet to change my shoes.

"Michimura-kun."

A hoarse female voice called out to me.

"Ah, Mako-sensei. It's been a long time."

It was Mako-sensei coming down the main stairs... the school doctor, Saito Mako. She was the most beautiful girl in Senfu Academy, with a beautiful face, intellectual and dignified, full of mature charm.

Ms. Mako lived in the "Saito Pharmacy" in front of the station. I had often bought ointments and such there, so I became quite close to her (actually, her younger sister, Ayako, was closer to me than Ms. Mako...).

"I haven't seen you since summer vacation started. Ayako was worried about you, wondering if you'd 'rotted away at home'?"

Ms. Mako, with her folder under her arm, had a refreshing scent that seemed to make one forget the sweltering heat. "Ah, haha... It's okay, I'm fine."

Although I was intoxicated by Ms. Mako's scent, I still managed a wry smile.

"Rotting away at home" was indeed something Ayako would imagine. This reminded me of Ayako, who always looked bored in the shop.

"Did you go on a trip?"

"No, I've been working at the ice factory... Did you go on a trip, Ms.?" "

No, I've been busy with a lot of things since summer vacation started. And the track and field club is preparing for the summer tournament now."

Ms. Mako sighed as she spoke. It seemed she had quite a few worries.

"Ayako too... that child, she never goes out to play."

"Oh..."

That's unhealthy.

"Kiyomura-kun, if you have time, go visit Ayako."

"Uh, okay."

I nodded, and Ms. Mako winked at me, then waved goodbye and headed towards the infirmary.

Watching Ms. Mako's retreating figure, I really wanted to follow her to the infirmary, but not today. I had to go to the office to discuss further education and employment with my homeroom teacher after graduation.

The cool air flowing from the office made me feel alive.

Among the few faculty members, I spotted my homeroom teacher.

"Ms. Yoshiko..."

My homeroom teacher, Yoshiko Serizawa, looked up.

Her silver-framed glasses seemed even more striking against her sharp features.

"Michimura-kun, you can't call me Ms. Yoshiko, you have to call me Ms. Serizawa."

I replied very coldly, seemingly unaware of the story of "Plum."

"Have you thought about your further education and future employment?"

"...Yes."

I felt like a fool.

"Do you want to go to university or get a job?"

"Uh...I'm thinking of taking the university entrance exam."

"Something like that?"

Ms. Yoshiko's glasses gleamed again.

"No, no, I want to go to university!"

I said resolutely under Ms. Yoshiko's silent pressure. She wouldn't accept it if I didn't say so.

Actually, I already had plans after graduating from high school.

To avoid worrying her, I suggested a few universities. Anyway, I just need to enroll first, then immediately apply for a leave of absence (of course, it's also possible I won't even pass the exam).

"Yes, although Mr. Qiancun is a bit carefree, his grades aren't bad. If he studies hard, I think he'll definitely be fine."

Ms. Fang smiled kindly and poured me a cup of tea.

"Ah, thank you."

I drank my tea, casually glancing at the teacher's desk. On the neat desk were framed photos. It was a picture of Mount Fuji.

It seemed that Ms. Fang's tastes were a bit old-fashioned.

Ignoring my doubts, Ms. Fang happily drank her tea. Upon closer inspection, I noticed that her favorite teacup had a large tulip painted on it.

I held back a laugh, thinking that the homeroom teacher was quite cute.

She always wore a neat suit over a white shirt, so probably no one noticed...

Ms. Fang was quite charming.

But she didn't deliberately dress in a way that concealed her figure in order to attract the attention of male students.

However, she would absentmindedly sit with her legs crossed, which was where Ms. Yoshiko's scatterbrained side came from... and right now, she was crossing those beautiful legs again.

"……………………"

I couldn't help but stare.

Black stockings encased her soft thighs, and from the depths, from the shadows deep within her skirt, wafted a seductive feminine aura.

Uh, no! I started having abnormal thoughts about forbidden love between a female teacher and a male student.

The earnest and enthusiastic Ms. Yoshiko would surely respond with considerable passion to the man she liked.

"If you can't hold back, it's okay to release it in your mouth..."

[What?] The moment I was whispered like that, I released a large amount of white fluid into Ms. Yoshiko's mouth. Ms. Yoshiko's beautiful eyebrows trembled slightly as she drank it down.

Even after ejaculating so much, my body didn't shrink.

I remained fierce until I fully enjoyed Ms. Yoshiko's beautiful body.

I pressed my erect body, pointing straight to the ceiling, into the valley between Ms. Yoshiko's breasts. Her full breasts embraced me, gently caressing me.

I began to get down to business and repay Yoshiko-sensei.

Yoshiko-sensei also adopted the positions I requested, and I thrust into her from various angles.

Finally, Yoshiko-sensei began to beg for mercy.

"No, I can't take it anymore."

But I didn't let her go. I made Yoshiko-sensei scream, reaching climax countless times.

Soon, my senses reached their limit, and Yoshiko-sensei, screaming and losing consciousness, made me feel pity, and I finally got my satisfaction.

The comfort of falling asleep with my teacher's nipple in my mouth... is indescribable.

"Sakimura-kun... Sakimura-kun...!"

"Yes...!"

Oh no, I was completely lost in my fantasy.

"What's wrong? Your face is very red."

Coming back to my senses, Yoshiko-sensei was looking at me with a puzzled face. ...[Fortunately, she wasn't looking at my lower body.] "Nothing, I haven't seen Yoshiko-sensei for so long, I'm so happy that I feel dizzy..."

At times like this, it's better to tell a lie that is closest to the truth.

"Kimura-kun, if you keep talking nonsense, the teacher will get angry."

Sure enough, Ms. Yoshiko glared at me.

"No, I feel uneasy if Ms. Yoshiko isn't around. Ah, ah, this long summer vacation, I might as well just disappear!"

"Don't want to disappear?"

Ms. Yoshiko's glasses gleamed even brighter.

"...Uh, then you wouldn't be thinking of..."

"If you attend tutoring, we can be together every day."

"Uh!"

It seemed like I was imagining Ms. Yoshiko laughing.

"I-I should take my leave too!"

I quickly packed up my pants and fled the office.

Water droplets shimmered in the sunlight.

The concrete surface of the swimming pool reflected the scorching sun, making my eyes dizzy.

I put my hand to my forehead, squinting, "Hi!"

It was Kimura, the president of the swimming club, calling me.

"You're here again. Did you bring your club application?"

"No, I'm just here to observe."

"Mai's already here... Oh well, it's free to watch!"

He patted my back with a smile.

Pushed forward two or three steps to stand before me at the edge of the pool, there was a goddess.

The goddess was now rising from the water.

Her beautiful body, rising gracefully from the swaying surface, stood in dazzling light.

With a towel draped over her shoulders, the goddess gazed slightly upwards at the sky.

Her skin, exposed outside her swimsuit, was a clear, flawless white.

A beauty that seemed completely untouched by the sun.

After removing her swim cap, her long, beautiful hair flowed freely in the wind.

Sakuragi Mai.

Ever since I entered this school, I've admired—my goddess.

No, I think most male students feel the same way, right?

Her beauty, her gentleness, her excellence, her family background… from every angle, she was a perfect girl.

“Only you can save the woman you love most…”

Suddenly, the fortune teller’s words echoed in my mind.

Yes. In this academy, the only one I truly love is this girl. [Could it be… that Sakuragi Mai… will die?] “Impossible…”

Sakuragi Mai seemed to see me wryly smiling at this foolish thought.

She waved gently, slightly, and smiled at me.

I quickly waved back, feeling all the blood rush to my head.

Anyway, it’s so hot, even if I blush a little, it won’t be noticeable.

“I can tell.”

Kimura said, as if he could read my mind.

“Shut up!”

I gave him a light elbow, pushing Kimura into the swimming pool.

“Splash!” A large splash.

Oh no, according to my “Top Secret Information Data,” Sakuragi Mai “hates rough people.”

“Stingy Kimura!”

Kimura floated to the surface like a kappa.

"Oh dear, it's so hot outside, I wanted to cool you down... Sorry, sorry, it was my fault."

I held out my hand.

I glanced at it briefly, and Sakuragi Mai smiled.

Great. It seems she didn't think I was being rude.

"Really... You seem even hotter than me."

Kimura suddenly grabbed my hand. One problem after another. I can't get soaked here. At least not in front of Sakuragi Mai.

"Uh-huh, phew!"

I managed to stand up by the pool.

"Go for it, Kimura!"

"Captain, do your best!"

The swimming club members joked. These guys are really difficult.

Only Sakuragi Mai watched anxiously as the outcome unfolded. So kind.

I won't lose.

"Ugh!"

Just as I was about to use brute force to lift Kimura up, "Kimura. It's you again..."

a cold voice rang out.

Instantly, Kimura and I stopped playing. Kimura's displeasure was blatant, and so was mine. Just by hearing his voice, I knew who it was. It was the guy we found most "utterly detestable" in this school.

Aihara Kenji. The kind of handsome guy that men hate but women love—an annoying kind of guy. To girls, he might be like a male version of Sakuragi Mai, but don't confuse him with our goddess.

If Sakuragi Mai is a pure gold goddess, then Aihara Kenji is a gilded bronze statue; one day, when the gilding peels away, all that's left is a green rust...

In short, everything about him is just "superficial."

The only thing that's universally acknowledged is that he's "quick to seduce girls." Even if a girl he sets his sights on is someone else's girlfriend, he'll steal her away; you really can't let your guard down.

Like that girl named Mita Hana who transferred to Class A last year, she was seduced by Kenji on her very first day there, and they had sex behind the school building after school [I witnessed it...

it was me]. So shameless...it's truly pathetic.

But even that lecherous Kenji had a girl he'd been chasing for three years without success.

That girl was Sakuragi Mai. He'd learned his lesson, had he?

Kenji tried to seduce Sakuragi Mai, but she seemed to brush him off easily. How satisfying.

"Mai, Mai…" He called her name like she was his girlfriend—how shameless! Even I only call her "Sakuragi-kun," a lewd nouveau riche like him should call her "Miss"!

Although I didn't want to see his face, I turned around anyway.

Kenji, standing there with his usual disdain, looked at me with disgust and suddenly flicked his hair. It was the kind of cool gesture you only see in manga or cartoons.

"Don't act like a child, you'll dirty the pool…"

he declared.

"What do you mean by that?"

Although I didn't want Sakuragi Mai to see me like this, if I didn't say what needed to be said to a guy like Kenji, he'd take advantage of me even more.

Although it was stupid to pay attention to someone like him, I still faced Kenji directly.

"If you fall in with your clothes and shoes on, you'll get the water dirty. Don't you even know that?" Hiding his disheveled expression, Kenji offered some seemingly reasonable excuses to gloss over the situation. "Kimura and I weren't serious. We were just joking around." I

waved lightly at Kimura and left. Although I heard Kenji's click of his tongue, I didn't want to get involved with that stupid young master anymore.

Under the intense sunlight, I cast a small shadow on the ground. The track and field club seemed to have finished their practice by the time I crossed the schoolyard.

"So you came to spy after all..."

I was suddenly stopped by an unhappy voice.

It was Tanaka Misa again.

Tanaka leaned against a cherry blossom tree, her arms crossed. Sunlight filtering through the leaves illuminated her slender figure.

"I wasn't spying, I was observing."

I replied coldly, still annoyed by Kenji.

"Observing what..."

I ignored Tanaka's muttering and walked past. As if remembering something, Tanaka followed me, her ponytail swaying. Then, "...Will you come to the summer festival?"

Why the sudden strange question?

"Maybe I'll go tomorrow night... I'm free anyway. Why do you want to know?"

"Nothing. I just thought it would be better if you didn't come."

"Why wouldn't it be better if I didn't go to the festival?"

Being naturally awkward, when I hear "don't come," I feel compelled to go no matter what. Saying "don't come" without a reason always makes me feel uneasy.

I took a step forward and leaned my face in, but Tanaka turned her face away.

What an unlovable person, but she seemed a little guilty.

After 　　pouting, she said ,

"Because I'll be wearing a summer kimono." 　　"Oh, a summer kimono..." 　　I see. Tanaka doesn't want me to see her in a "girlish" summer kimono because she's always like this. This is interesting. I pretended to look Tanaka up and down and smiled at her. 　　"You're still making fun of me. That's why I hate it!"

Tanaka's face turned bright red, like a boiled octopus; she was angry.

"I wasn't laughing at you. Great, great! Just imagining Tanaka in a summer kimono playing the festival drums on the drum platform is truly mesmerizing."

"Drums?"

While Tanaka's mouth gaped open, I ran away like a rabbit escaped. The moment I ran out of the school gate, I heard Tanaka shouting "You bastard!" behind me.

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