Can I Still Be Your Heroine Even Though I'm Your Teacher?-Chapter 1Volume .2 - An Unexpected Home Date

An Unexpected Home Date 2

Strategy number two: probe indirectly.

The fourth period was a Japanese history class, and once again, Tenjō-sensei visited the classroom.

Tenjō-sensei’s Japanese history class is very popular among the students.

She’s known for explaining historical events clearly and making many figures memorable, so names are easy to remember.

She also mixes in soft topics like popular historical content and news, which makes history very easy to understand, even for those who are not interested.

“…Nishiki-kun, your pen has stopped moving. Are you following the board?”

Her voice snapped me out of it, and I realized my notebook was completely blank.

I had been too focused on finding the right moment to ask her a question by taking advantage of the position of my seat and had neglected to write.

“Please don’t erase it! I’ll write it down now!”

From this front-row seat, my view is almost entirely filled by Sensei at the podium and the blackboard.

In addition to the seating position, it is especially easy to stop when Reiyu Tenjō is in front of me.

It’s because I could watch her forever without getting tired.

“It’s hard to see from the front row, isn’t it? I’ll wait a bit for you. If anyone else isn’t done, hurry up.”

Tenjō-sensei allows for a little break time as usual.

“Reiyu-chan Sensei is just too beautiful, I think it’s hard to concentrate, especially for the boys~.”

Ririka Mayuzumi, the central figure of the girls’ group who stand out in the class spoke to Sensei with the same casualness as she would with friends.

Mayuzumi-san is a typical bright and lively gal.

She has long black hair tied up in twin tails, with a purple inner color mixed in.

As flashy as her appearance appears to be, she’s high-energy and light-hearted, and with her straightforward and unpretentious personality, she has many friends.

Despite being at the top of the class hierarchy, her open-minded nature allows her to talk to everyone without concern for group boundaries.

She chats with the popular crowd, learns from the studious group, gets hyped with the sports team crowd, and engages in heated discussions about anime and games with the otaku group.

Good news, Gal-friendly Otaku really does exist!

Such is Mayuzumi-san, who genuinely admires our homeroom teacher, Reiyu Tenjō.

Just like Mayuzumi-san, many female students gather around Tenjō-sensei during breaks and after school, asking for her beauty secrets and consulting about love.

“That’s not true. The boys are enthusiastic about their studies and often ask questions.”

“They just want to chat with Reiyu-chan Sensei, don’t they?”

With a smile, Mayuzumi-san sees through the boys’ modest aggressiveness.

Stop it, don’t expose the chicken hearts of guys who can’t speak without a reason!

I sensed the boys who got hit in the mark clutching their chests behind me.

“Having common topics makes conversation easier. Study, love, work, in any scene, it’s better and more fun when the conversation flows.”

Her choice of straightforward manner words and persuasiveness is undoubtedly also one of the reasons why Tenjō-sensei is popular with both boys and girls.

“Now, Nishiki-kun, are you done writing?”

Sensei checked on me as I was inadvertently admiring her.

“Sorry, not yet.”

“Come on, concentrate. You’re looking over here too much. Is there something strange about me?”

Sensei checked her appearance. Even her casual gestures were alluring.

What to do, should I suddenly ask about last night’s incident here?

“….”

“Hey, don’t go silent on me. It makes me worried.”

“No, it’s nothing. Actually, I was just mesmerized by Sensei.”

My deliberately joking comment caused the whole class to burst into laughter.

“See, I told you!” Mayuzumi-san’s bright voice rang out clearly.

When I think about it again, probing during class is a bad move.

If the neighbor really is Sensei, having this fact known to my classmates would be inconvenient both for me and for Sensei.

“Just make sure you do it in moderation,” she says with ease, brushing off my words lightly.

“Actually, I have something else I want to consult about.”

While moving my hand, I decided to try a different kind of question.

“What’s troubling you?”

“The thing is, this seat makes it hard for me to doze off in class.”

“...You’ve got some nerve, Nishiki-kun.”

Sensei was dumbfounded.

She didn’t seem as angry as her words might imply though.

“Sensei’s Japanese history classes are interesting, so I stay awake.”

“Not just in my class, make sure you’re awake for all subjects.”

“But getting enough sleep is important.”

“I guess that’s also true.”

She agreed quite emphatically.

“Sensei, are you not getting enough sleep?”

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“Most working adults don’t get enough sleep.”

Speaking as if representing all working adults, Sensei complained.

“Adults and children alike need to lead healthy lives. Sleep, exercise, diet, relaxation—all are important. Otherwise, you might make mistakes in important decisions.”

“Hearing that kind of talk makes me don’t want to work.”

“You can’t be a high school student forever.”

“If Sensei wore a uniform, she’d easily pass as a JK. (High schooler)”

I imagine Reiyu Tenjō in a girls’ high school uniform.

Yeah, she’d easily pass for an active JK, it probably suits her so well.

Man, I’d kind of like to see that…

“What kind of nonsense is that?”

Sensei, looking displeased, leans forward to peer into my face.

With her face so close, I unintentionally look away and cast my eyes down.

And where my gaze fled, an even more provocative scene awaited.

Beneath the blouse that seems about to burst are two things presenting an overwhelming presence.

Their size is something that my classmates simply cannot match.

It’s just too mature.

Moreover, unbeknownst to her as she leans forward, Sensei’s cleavage is pressed against the edge of the desk due to her posture.

This stimulation is too intense.

“It means not to worry too much about age. Everyone has a youthful side within themselves.”

My birthday was in April, and when I turned seventeen, Sensei was still just twenty-three years old.

Thanks to her willingness to engage in such trivial conversations, I don’t feel much of an age difference.

“Even if you say that, you’re just a teenage boy…”

As she straightens up, her chest sways. Well, maybe she’s too mature to pass as a high school student.

“Doesn’t Sensei have moments when you feel like a child again?

“Such as?”

“Like when eating food you’ve loved since you were a child? What’s your favorite food, Sensei?”

“Strawberries, I guess.”

Asked directly, Tenjō-sensei answers like that.

“Ah, what a coincidence, I also like strawberries. Just last night, I received some strawberries from my neighbor, and they were incredibly delicious.”

As if I had been waiting just for this moment, I hinted at last night’s events in a roundabout way.

“──I think we’ve talked too much. Okay, let’s get back to the lesson.”

With a face that looked like she wanted to say something, Sensei unnaturally changed the topic and began erasing part of the writing on the blackboard.

Her reaction was very suspicious.