All the Heroines are my Ex-girlfriends-Chapter 189 - : Voluntarily Choosing the Wrong Answer

Chapter 189: Voluntarily Choosing the Wrong Answer

"Mafuyu-sensei, please take responsibility for me!"

Yukima Azuma's words still echoed in her ears.

Kirisu Mafuyu, both embarrassed and angry, immediately reached out to grab the boy's ear.

<(ꐦㅍ _ㅍ)>

Yukima Azuma swiftly dodged to the side.

Having been kabedon-ed against the wall, unable to move even a bit, Kirisu Mafuyu could finally— move again.

She immediately chased after Yukima Azuma.

Today, she was determined to teach this delinquent student a serious lesson!

｡゜(｀Д´)゜｡

What was that about "taking responsibility for me," making her think all sorts of ridiculous things?!

Give back her Yumiko (if they had a daughter, that would be her name)!

( ͡°( ͡° ͜ʖ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)ʖ ͡°) ͡°)

After chasing Yukima Azuma for a while—

In the end, since the room's size obviously couldn't compare to a sports field, even with his clear physical advantage, Yukima Azuma was still caught by Kirisu Mafuyu.

The two tumbled onto the freshly tidied bed.

The pristine, smooth white bedsheets, originally without a single wrinkle, were now creased beneath them.

Kirisu Mafuyu pressed down on Yukima Azuma, grabbing both of his cheeks with her hands and kneading them for a while.

After satisfying her desire for revenge, she finally calmed down.

And once she calmed down—

Only then did Kirisu Mafuyu realize that something about their position was off.

To be precise, it could even be described as inappropriate.

A cow girl position.

( ˶°ㅁ°) !!

Her cheeks, already flushed from the exertion, turned an even deeper shade of red.

(>///<)

She was just about to get up, pretend nothing had happened, and adjust her posture.

But things never go as smoothly as one hopes.

Yukima Azuma suddenly rolled over.

Their positions immediately reversed.

Looking up at the young man now pinning her down, Kirisu Mafuyu became truly wide awake.

"N-No, at least wait until after you graduate."

(づ>/////<)づ♡

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She let out a soft whimper.

She had taken things too far just now.

Kirisu Mafuyu understood that high school boys couldn't easily control their desires.

But if something really did happen...

Kirisu Mafuyu would blame herself for the rest of her life.

"Then, does Mafuyu-sensei want to take responsibility?"

Yukima Azuma heard Kirisu Mafuyu's whisper but didn't answer.

He simply gazed seriously into her beautiful eyes.

His breathing was slightly heavy.

After asking that question, even Yukima Azuma himself realized the issue.

Ever since he made his harem declaration,

His desires had gradually intensified.

Yukima Azuma did not want to let go of any important people around him.

Kirisu Mafuyu said they would part ways after graduation.

This was something Yukima Azuma found difficult to accept.

So he deliberately said ambiguous words to lead Kirisu Mafuyu into foolish thoughts.

Right now, Yukima Azuma was behaving like a yandere.

Using every means possible to keep the person he loved by his side.

They could have their own lives, but they could never leave Yukima Azuma.

This excessive desire was clearly somewhat twisted.

But Yukima Azuma refused to restrain himself.

Kirisu Mafuyu and Yukima Azuma stared at each other.

There were emotions in the boy's eyes that she couldn't comprehend.

Though she didn't fully understand them, Kirisu Mafuyu knew that Yukima Azuma was afraid of losing her.

This thought was as stubborn as a child's.

Normally, this teenager spoke and acted so maturely, completely unfitting for his age.

Yet this slightly childish stubbornness, while seeming out of place, carried a strange harmony.

Kirisu Mafuyu recalled the first day she visited Yukima's home.

It seemed she really had made such a promise.

That, as Kirisu Mafuyu, she would listen to Yukima Azuma's past.

That she would learn about him not as a teacher.

Perhaps she truly had a responsibility to bear.

Kirisu Mafuyu knew very well that this thought was completely wrong.

A stubborn student—she shouldn't be stubborn along with him.

In the future, Yukima Azuma would surely have his own family.

Leaving aside the question of whether she would ever get married...

But when Yukima Azuma started his own family, what role would she have in his life?

These were issues that could not be avoided.

Yet, when she looked into Yukima Azuma's eyes—

Kirisu Mafuyu found herself wavering before this incorrect answer.

"It seems something like what you said has happened before."

Kirisu Mafuyu pretended to be lost in thought.

A moment later, she nodded and spoke, "Alright, I understand now. As a teacher, of course, I can't break a promise. I will take responsibility."

Hearing this, Yukima Azuma immediately smiled.

"Thank you, Mafuyu-sensei."

"U-Umu... hurry and get up already."

"Oh oh, my bad. Please forgive me, Mafuyu-sensei."

"I-It's... fine."

Yukima Azuma quickly sprang up.

The weight pressing on her body vanished, and Kirisu Mafuyu immediately sat up, lowering her head to adjust her collar.

At this moment, she didn't dare to look at Yukima Azuma.

In a moment of impulse, she had agreed to take on a strange responsibility.

Though she didn't regret it, such an ambiguous promise still left Kirisu Mafuyu so embarrassed that she couldn't face anyone.

(,,¬﹏¬,,)

"Well then, I'll head out for now. Shiratamaru and Hogyokumaru haven't been fed yet."

Yukima Azuma found an excuse to slip away.

It wasn't until the room's door closed—

That Kirisu Mafuyu slowly lifted her head.

She raised a hand and touched her cheek.

So warm.

She didn't need a mirror to guess how red her face had become.

Her fingers slid downward.

Kirisu Mafuyu touched the corner of her lips—

Was she... smiling?

And not just any smile—

A genuinely happy one.

Realizing this, Kirisu Mafuyu suddenly became aware of something.

It felt as if a burden had been lifted from her heart.

Her previous thoughts weren't wrong.

If she had agreed to let Yukima Azuma help clean the room—

Being taken care of like this, she would undoubtedly be heartbroken when the time to part came.

But if she thought about it carefully...

Even if he hadn't helped clean the room—

Could she truly part with Yukima Azuma so easily?

Kirisu Mafuyu realized—

She had long been drawn in.

From the day she visited his home, from the moment she began learning about Yukima Azuma's past as simply Kirisu Mafuyu—

Bit by bit, she had sunk deeper.

What happened today—whether it had happened or not—was merely a difference in how deep she had sunk, not in the essence of the matter.

On the contrary, after choosing this "wrong answer"—

She felt a sense of relief, as if a weight had been lifted.

Because deep down, she did not want to part with Yukima Azuma.

For the first time, Kirisu Mafuyu had a clear understanding of her own feelings.

Thinking of this, she covered her face with her hands.

"Yukino, I'm so sorry!"

Guilt +1.

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—

After the Ryuuou finals ended, summer vacation had practically come to a close.

Only a few days remained before the new school term began.

"Azuma! Help! Lend me your homework to copy!"

.·°՞(¯□¯)՞°·.

On the last day of summer break, Eriri rushed to Yukima Azuma's house, shouting the desperate plea of a lazy student.

She had spent the entire vacation either lazy or binge-watching anime.

Her summer homework had long been tossed to the back of her mind.

It wasn't until Sayuri reminded her that the new school term was about to begin—

That Eriri suddenly remembered.

( ˶°ㅁ°) !!

Yukima Azuma's mouth twitched slightly.

Sasuga Aho Baka Eriri.

Her guts were impressive.

Or rather, perhaps she hadn't considered who else was living in this house.

(｡•́︿•̀｡) Yare yare~

Just as Eriri was about to say something—

Before she could even open her mouth—

Kirisu Mafuyu like the storm that is approaching.

"Sawamura-san! Summer homework must be done by yourself! It's an important part of improving your academic performance!"

"Your last semester's exam scores barely passed—you were just a step away from being sent to remedial classes!"

⁽⁽(੭ꐦ •̀Д•́ )੭*⁾⁾