Volu 3, Chapter 3: My Horoom Teacher is Only Breasts Towards
After that, Sumire and I went along her date plan, visiting various stores. Sohow, she managed to stop herself from going crazy when we visited an otaku goods store to buy stuff. Later, we stopped by an arcade to try the photobooth challenge, after which Sumire ended up eyeing so random shoujo manga. When we visited another store, her energetic JK-like manner, going ‘So cuuuuute!’ at all the different animal-thed accessories, made burst out laughing.
Although each of those places were annoying to deal with, I still think we managed to act like a proper couple. At the mont, I was strolling through a bookstore, while Sumire was off to the restrooms. Wondering if there were any interesting new releases, I gazed over at the light novel section and noticed a familiar na.
“Ah, that’s Makigai Namako-sensei’s…”
A certain novel at the UZA Publishing corner entered my vision. With a red and white cover, it was placed prominently at the front, like a radiant teorite against a pitch-black backdrop. It really was eye-catching, seeing it so proudly displayed. Employees had put up a handwritten recomndation next to it, with reviews from famous people, writers, the editorial departnt, and critics alike. Anyone would have had high expectations for the novel after seeing all that, really.
“That reminds , he hasn’t released anything since ‘Revenge Classroom of Snow White’, huh…”
It was the best-selling author Makigai Namako’s debut work. It was a success, with a sales total of three million copies. Since then, the publication pace has slowed, and the hype around it has faded out, so to speak.
—Maybe it’s because of his work in the [5th Floor Alliance]?
I really don’t know much about the hard work of writing a novel. I trusted him when he said he’d be able to keep up with writing both his novel and the scenario of ‘The Night the Black Goat Scread’, but maybe he’s forcing himself? He acts mature and all, but I’m sure there’s another side to him. I wouldn’t mind letting him off for a bit if his schedule was getting tight, but I doubt his pride would allow himself to lower his head and ask for an extension of his deadline. No, I should just talk to him about it and work sothing out, so his light novel series doesn’t suffer.
“……”
While I was thinking, I felt a certain uneasiness rise up inside my chest. A feeling I’d been keeping bottled up until now. The anxiety that I might have been pretending not to notice. The strongest component of the [5th Floor Alliance], as well as its strongest weakness. It’s slowly rising up…
“Thanks for waiting, Darling~”
“Didn’t I tell you not to do any dumb acting like that? Well, you might just be lacking in the brain.”
“Can’t help it. Couples equate to stupidity and mindlessness, right?”
“That’s so crazy logic there. Well, I get where you’re coming from.”
That gloomy feeling just now was blown away completely. Was she actually aiming for that? No, impossible. Never.
“Co on co on, we’re still not done, Darling~”
“Agh, don’t just pull on my clothes like that. And I keep telling you to stop calling that.”
“Fufufu, I feel like I’m finally starting to understand Iroha-chan’s feelings a bit.”
“Huh?”
“Ooboshi-kun being so reluctant and whiny like that is weirdly cute. It even makes grin, see?” Sumire giggled.
Seeing that feminine smile from a female teacher, overflowing with charm, and while feeling her warmth through our hand holding, I could feel my body heat up… Ugh, even though the other party is that Murasaki Shikibu-sensei, of all people. I was a bit surprised I got so flustered, but Sumire showed no signs of going any further than that. She stopped pressing herself against , and I just had to go along with the flow.
And finally, we arrived at the swimsuit store on the second floor of the shopping center. With the sign above it saying ‘PEACH&LON’, it’s one of the rather popular swimsuit brands targeted for won. Posters emphasizing butts or chests, pamphlets, and mannequins showing off their newest products are everywhere to be seen. For a boy like , it was nothing more than uncomfortable, even if it wasn’t particularly sexual.
The design might look cute, the shape might be good, but it doesn’t fit! In order to accommodate a broad range of wons’ chests, they have a large selection of sizes. That’s how they’ve been advertising themselves. And apparently there are a lot of won in this city with these problems, seeing that they’ve gotten quite the custor base. Just looking around, you can see plenty of those custors. No matter how you look at it, it’s an atmosphere with a nice fragrance, and all the rchandise seem to be of high quality. For , a virgin, this is poison to the eyes.
“Hey, Ooboshi-kun.”
“Yes?”
“This is a grave situation.”
Sumire narrowed her eyes, and in a manner befitting a cool beauty like her, she slowly and deliberately chose her next words.
“This store is way too stimulating. I feel like my nose is going to start bleeding any second now.”
“You’re acting like even more of a virgin than I am.”
Saying such ridiculous stuff with a strained expression. Those bastards in my class, they all see you as a cool and beautiful teacher. I’m sure their dreams would be crushed were they to see you like this.
“I’ve never bought a stylish swimsuit before, so I’ve never known of such a heaven.”
“You know that this shop isn’t ant to be lewd, right? Why are you speaking like you’re a man now, all of a sudden?”
“Being male or female, that doesn’t matter when we’re talking about lewd things! Ahhh, what should I do!? Would it be bad if I took so pictures here?!”
“Yes, very bad. The type of bad where you get arrested, idiot.”
Aaaarrghh. I don’t need to be respectful to her. Maybe it’s because this place is full of young, beautiful won that the sealed Murasaki Shibiku-sensei seems to have erged.
“Look at the swimsuits, not at the people. You’re going to appeal to your family, right? Make an alibi.”
“Ah, now that you ntion it! Then let’s start with this.”
Sumire quickly picked up a swimsuit that was nearby and put it into her shopping basket. You just picked that one at random, didn’t you? You didn’t even glance at it, did you? You were looking at that Onee-san over there, right? So many things to comnt on, but I saved my breath.
“Are you really fine with this? Wouldn’t it be better to try it on first?”
“Why?”
“To see if the size fits you?”
“Ahh, right, that’s a thing. I never go shopping for swimsuits, so I completely forgot…”
“But you normally try clothes on when you’re shopping, right?”
“I don’t. I order all my clothes online.”
“Ahhhh…”
Sowhat oddly, that reinforced my image of her. Though that reminds , when I was bringing out the trash one morning, I saw a rather large cardboard box in the trash with Sumire’s address on it. And when I asked her about it, I think she said it was all stuff she ordered online, from food to alcohol, daily necessities, and even clothes, all ordered online. In a different sense from Mashiro, Sumire is also sort of a shut-in.
Well, that makes sense, I guess. Besides her job as a teacher, all she does is illustrate at ho, so that sort of lifestyle actually makes more sense for Murasaki Shikibu-sensei. Although she almost always misses her deadlines, she does draw a lot.
“I’m really bad with having employees taking my asurents.”
“But if you shopped in a store, you don’t have to deal with the hassle of sending them back if they don’t fit, you know?”
“I hate it. They’ll just make fun of like ‘That woman sure is fat’ or ‘Does all her nourishnt go straight to her tits?’ and so on!!”
“Quite the delusions you have there.”
Nobody cares about you enough to badmouth you.
“I don’t care~ Even if they don’t, it’s still my problem!”
“Well, if you say it like that.”
Let’s leave that aside for now.
“I an, we’ve finally arrived at an actual store, so you might as well try it on, right? You’re going to the sea this year, aren’t you?”
“Eh, am I?”
“What? You made it seem like it, going shopping for swimsuits and all.”
“Because it makes us seem like a couple!”
“So you’re fine buying a swimsuit that you’ll never wear, just to make a lie more believable, huh…”
Seriously. Praise the assets of a functioning mber of society.
“I was thinking of taking everyone from the [5th Floor Alliance] to the sea during the sumr break, though.”
“Eh, really?! That sounds fun!”
In response to my words, Sumire completely bit on.
“Makigai Namako-sensei, OZ, and AKI… A swimming trunks triple combo as they play in the sea… I’m boiling over!!!”
“Don’t get lost in your dumb fantasies, idiot. Though I don’t know if Makigai Namako-sensei will co or not.”
“Let’s invite Iroha-chan and Mashiro-chan as well! Their swimsuits will be a blessing for my rotten eyes… Fufu, fufufufufu. I’ll take you with my car if I have to!!”
“So 2D or 3D, boy or girl, it doesn’t matter if you’re enjoying yourself… I kind of admire that part of you.”
Watching Sumire’s eyes sparkle as she made driving motions with her hands, I let out a fed-up sigh.
“Well, guess we’re going to the sea this year. So go and try on that swimsuit, will you?”
“Hmmm…well, if you say so… Ah, ohoho~”
“…What are you grinning like that for?”
“Don’t tell , Ooboshi-kun, are you that desperate to see in a swimsuit? That’s kind of cute, you know~”
“Shut it. Hurry up and try it on.”
This joke of a female teacher went on to poke in the cheeks, arrogantly grinning at . Seeing a good-for-nothing woman like her emphasize her ‘female’ charm, it’s pissing off to no limit. As much of a ‘man’ that I am, I couldn’t help but imagine my beautiful teacher’s swimsuit figure, with her smooth and supple skin. In the end, all I could do was avert my face and push her back towards the changing room.
“Alrighty~ I know that you probably can’t hold yourself back imagining my gravure idol-like body, but don’t open the curtains until I’m done. Though I wouldn’t mind if so n in black made you drink so suspicious dicine that would turn you back into a shota1!”
“As if! Hurry it up.”
Leaving aside the weird reference to a long-running and popular manga that she shota-ified, Sumire waved at with a swimsuit in her hand and entered the changing room. Having nothing else to do, I just stood in front of the changing cabin, waiting for her to finish. After taking all those pictures, her phone battery was nearly depleted. aning that if I left the store to stroll around, it might be dead by the ti she’s done, and she wouldn’t be able to reach . Well, I guess it’d be weird to go out for a walk while soone else is changing. I highly doubt I’d be left unnoticed if I were to walk around in a swimsuit store for won by myself. So really, all I could do was wait.
Whenever I heard anything fall to the floor, I started imagining Sumire being naked on the other side of the curtains. I didn’t have any ti to relax, trying to fight those impure thoughts growing within . It’s Sumire, you know? That Murasaki Shikibu-sensei. It’s true that she may be a bit…no, quite the beauty, but I’m not one to lust for soone like her. Really, as long as she’s hot, us n imdiately get all irrational.
“No man would be able to leave a beauty like you alone. How could I stay calm seeing a woman like you wearing such an enticing swimsuit? I’m going to lose myself here.”
“…?!”
I heard a phrase that basically denied what I was thinking, making twitch and freeze up. But it wasn’t because of what I heard. Rather, it was the voice I heard.
—Hey, hold on. Why? Why are you here…?!
“Really, I don’t like that, you dandy mister. You probably say that to everyone, right?”
“How cruel. I might not look like it, but I’m not the type of man to lie. This Tsukinomori Makoto’s mouth is a mirror of truth, you know?”
Tsukinomori Makoto. As the representative company director of Honey Play Works, he’s my uncle and Mashiro’s father. Having given the task of acting as Mashiro’s fake boyfriend until she graduates, so that the [5th Floor Alliance] could be taken under Honey Play’s wings, you could say that he’s my most valuable and influential connection. However, Company President Tsukinomori should be quite busy. So why’s he here in this shopping center, flirting with so random girl in this swimsuit store for won?!
“Mirror mirror on the wall, is it? Fufu, then, who is the most beautiful woman in the world?”
“—That is you, of course.”
“Ahaha, you’re weird, mister. But, you’re fun.”
With the woman giving an amusing giggle, nuzzling up to President Tsukinomori, I could tell that they were already pretty close. Even though he should already have that waitress from the family restaurant at his hand, after spending a night with her… This woman doesn’t look anything like the waitress I rember.
That shitty company president is at it again, huh? Although the woman this ti is of similar stature to the waitress, she has a completely different way of talking and gesturing, and her makeup is totally different. Going off of that, seeing that President Tsukinomori was the one hitting on her, I imagined that she would act similarly, but judging from the looks of it, he probably only cares about body type and facial features. It doesn’t really help in dealing with him, but it pisses off that he’s that superficial… that bastard.
Although I haven’t seen Mashiro’s mother ever since I was in grade school, as I barely rember her, must have been quite the beauty to behold, no doubt given how Mashiro is. I really don’t get that guy. He has such a beauty waiting for him at ho, and he still goes around hitting on any woman he fancies? Well, not like it’d be fine if his wife was any less beautiful. Either way, it’s so bad that he’s quite possibly an example of what you shouldn’t do in a relationship. As for , I’m not that popular to begin with, so I probably don’t even have to worry about getting into such a situation.
…Shut it, no need to comnt on that.
“…Wait, this isn’t the ti to be standing around… This is bad…!”
I could see in the corner of my view that they were slowly approaching . The woman held a few swimsuits in her hand; she must have been heading for the changing rooms. It’d definitely be bad if he finds here. Shopping for a swimsuit with a beautiful teacher of mine…from an outsider’s perspective, this is quite clearly a date. The condition I received from this dandy guy for potential employnt was to act as Mashiro’s fake boyfriend, but there’s also another condition.
—That is, I can’t have a lover myself. Maybe it’s to keep up the credibility of our fake relationship, but honestly, it seems a bit like President Tsukinomori resents those normies in high school living out their youth. On a side note, seeing him getting it on with these beauties casts a bit of uncertainty to that statent, but who knows?
“Wah, this is pretty nasty. I had a feeling that the design was pretty dangerous, but trying it on live really was a good idea. Hey, want to see as well, Ooboshi-kun? You’re definitely gonna get a nosebleed from this, I tell you!”
“Idi—Don’t just call out to …!”
“Ehhh, who cares about that? There’s nobody around to hear us anyway, so we might as well enjoy ourselves while talking.”
“That might be true, but… No, right now, I’m more than afraid that soone I know might hear us…!”
Out of the corner of my view, I saw President Tsukinomori show a suspicious expression. This is bad. He’ll turn around. With so little ti to spare, only one thod of escape ca to mind.
“Eh? …Wah?!”
I hurriedly jumped into the changing cabin in front of . Closing off Sumire’s mouth as her eyes opened wide, I gave her a death stare, shutting her up. But instead of removing my hand, I kept it glued to her mouth, carefully listening to the voices outside.
“Hmmm, probably just my imagination.”
“What’s wrong, Mister?”
“Ah, well, I felt like I just heard a familiar voice. Well, this isn’t a store for a young hatchling like him. This place is for sexy~~~ won like you.”
As I thought, President Tsukinomori was looking around the vicinity, searching for . That was way too close… It could have all ended, right then and there.
“Ah, did you get ensnared by another girl while I wasn’t watching?”
“Oh co on, don’t be so cruel. You have no idea just hooooow much I’m obsessed with you—You know, I don’t mind proving it, right here.”
“And how? —Mhnn~”
“Co. There’s an open room right there, perfect for the two of us.”
“Wait. At a place like this… The other guests will hear us.”
“Don’t you think it enhances the experience, doing immoral things here? If you’re that embarrassed, then try to hold back your voice~”
“Oh my…”
I heard people entering the changing cabin next to ours, and in response to President Tsukinomori’s seductive voice, a soft moan resounded.
—What are you people doing?! D-Don’t tell , you…you…youuuuuuuuu!!! In a public space! So broadly! Just hold back for a few hours and go at it in a hotel, for all I care!!!
“Mmm…Ahhh…
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