A Love-Comedy Comes Along with Sex! ~ It Seems the Human Race Will Perish Unless I, Who has Zero Dating Experience, Use my Cheat Penis to Create a Harem and Ensure the Proliferation of Our Descendants ~

Chapter 6: The Woman Named Asamura Mai

T/N: If you’ve read this and rereading it again, I suggest you go back to chapter 1. I retranslated it as the sentence structure was just too awkward and I know how unnerving that is to read. As compensation, I released 2 chapters today.

“….As I thought, something’s weird of the you of today.”

I replay the president’s words in my mind.

My heart has been pounding painfully since a while ago. I can feel it thumping and surging. It’s as if my entire body is filled with blood, several times more than usual.

Indeed, I feel a bit off today. I understand that myself. I really am off in some way, though I don’t know exactly where. But for others to point it out directly…

Because, it’s just so odd.

If I reflect on today, the distance between me and “women” has been too close.

And it’s still too close, even now.

“Umm…”

I speak to the female teacher sitting next to me, feeling the soft touch of her on my right arm.

“Shh! Be quiet. I’m explaining, you know.”

“Yes…”

After returning from the library, Asamura-sensei was already seated, clearly in a foul mood. But after I explained the circumstances, she seemed to understand a little better. But that’s when things got weird. The distance between us was so close, it was as if my personal space had glitched.

“So, as I was saying, you should use a verb instead of a noun here. And then…”

Her explanation flowed from my right ear to my left, like a fast-moving stream of noodles that no one could grab. I couldn’t concentrate on anything with this on my mind.

Why are you so close to me?

If only I could ask that.

Today, so many unusual things have happened to me. Nothing like this has ever happened in my life before.

That’s why I didn’t know.

I never knew that getting close to a woman could make me so nervous.

Until now, I had barely paid any attention to the opposite sex. I’ve heard a lot of superficial talk: who’s dating whom, who broke up, and even who slept with whom.

To be honest, I wasn’t that interested.

At least, not until yesterday.

“Hey, are you even listening to me?”

“Ah yes!?”

Her usual cold stare is directed at me.

This one-on-one lesson, disguised as a remedial class. I feel guilty that she’s devoting her time just for me, and I want to concentrate, but my desires get in the way.

“Are you troubled by something? Why don’t you confide in me?”

Asamura-sensei puts down her pen and turns her body towards me.

Even though I’m sitting, I unconsciously straighten my back, following her example. She sits up straight with good posture, and I can’t help but do the same. It’s our first time talking just the two of us, so I’m even more nervous.

I keep my gaze lowered, unable to look her straight in the eye as she stares directly at me.

“Well, it’s not exactly a problem…”

My body, heated up, doesn’t cool down no matter how much the air conditioner is turned on. Deep within my heart, I feel an impulse like a boiling red magma in the depths of the abyss.

“Oh… I see. It’s not like someone like me can….”

I’m taken aback by Asamura-sensei’s weak voice. I raise my face and look at her. For a moment, she shows a sad, lonely expression, her lips bitten, tears welling up in her eyes.

“E-Eh?”

This is the first time I’ve seen the “weak” side of the teacher known as the Iron Mask, with her usual expressionless and unfriendly attitude. Her thin, sharp eyes sometimes feel like she’s glaring at me, and her monotone voice can be intimidating. She probably understands this herself.

In other words,

“Sensei, do you want to get along with your students?”

Asamura-sensei is just awkward.

“Wh-what?!”

She blushes and lets out a strange voice.

Then, she fidgets with her feet, thinks for a while, and finally nods once.

“Yeah…”

After seeing the adorable side of this adult woman, my heart jumps and hurts again.

“So that’s how it is…”

“I know what everyone thinks of me. But…”

Asamura Mai, our teacher, is different from Asamura Mai, the person herself.

This is the same as with the student council president. In trying to meet others’ expectations and play the role expected of her, she hides her true self. Others may be satisfied, but it’s only causing her pain.

But I can’t talk like I’m better than her.

Neither then with the student council president nor now.

It’s only when we’re alone and talking that I realize this.

I couldn’t show any interest until now.

Today, for some reason, I can’t get them out of my head.

“Sensei, to be honest, I used to dislike you.”

“Y-yeah…”

The teacher replies in a listless manner.

It’s as if the roles have reversed, and she’s the student being scolded by the teacher.

“But now, I find you endearing. You seem more human, and I feel a sense of closeness with you.”

“I-Is that so!?”

Her face brightens up like a puppy’s, and her ponytail swings wildly, like a dog’s tail.

“So I think you shouldn’t force yourself. Just do what you want, without holding yourself back..”

Asamura Mai is still young. She’ll make mistakes, and many things won’t go as planned. But right now, I want to support her as she desperately tries to move forward as a human being.

“So that’s how it is… Thank you, really.”

Asamura-sensei buries her face in my chest.

I couldn’t tell if she was crying or not, but in the end, she did smile.

I patted her back for a while, placing my hand on her shoulder.

It’s hard to tell who’s the older one here.

Thinking that, I spent some silent time alone with Asamura Mai until she calmed down. Eventually, we left the school after 7 p.m.