I Became a Teacher at an All-Girls Boarding School, and Now the Students and Female Teachers Are After Me~

Chapter 19 – Welcome Back Kisses

After that, I finally took Sakurada to go shopping, which was our original purpose.

We bought a week’s worth of groceries and daily necessities like toilet paper from a large supermarket and loaded them into the luxury car.

We had finished buying everything except for the condoms on the list.

We got into the car just as it was getting dark. Sakurada, in the passenger seat, was sleeping soundly with her head resting on my shoulder. (T/N: Never been inside of a luxury car, but pretty sure that’s uncomfortable, though)

It seemed the day’s fatigue had finally caught up to her. I felt like I was the one who was more mentally exhausted, but since I couldn’t sleep, I chewed on some minty gum and focused on driving safely.

“Ah… she’s so cute and innocent when she’s sleeping,” I thought, looking at Sakurada curled up like a hibernating squirrel.

“I love you…” Sakurada mumbled in her sleep, and I couldn’t help but smile a little. She must have been dreaming about her family.

Well, she’s still a high school student. Even if she’s not at an age to be spoiled by her parents, living away from home must be lonelier than she realizes. As a teacher, I wonder what we can do for students who feel lonely…

Of course, we can’t be their parents, but we have to do our best to stay close to them and not give loneliness a chance to creep in. I guess the best way is to actively observe the students and talk to them often.

Thinking this, I realized I had to make sure the students didn’t catch on to how inexperienced I was with women, just as Sakurada and Miyama-sensei had said.

But still, it’s completely out of the question to make a move on them…

As I was pondering my role as a teacher, the car made its way up the mountain road and we arrived near the school.

I couldn’t just have Sakurada in the passenger seat, so I woke her up to have her move to the back.

I gently shook her and called her name. She sleepily rubbed her eyes and moved to the back seat, where she immediately started dozing off again.

I pulled her skirt down to cover her exposed panties and put the blanket she had used earlier over her to hide her completely.

After successfully concealing Sakurada and returning to the school grounds, I woke her up again.

“We’re back,” I said, sending her back to the dorm.

“If you get caught, my life is over, so be sure to sneak back in,” I warned Sakurada, but she just mumbled a sleepy “Okay…” and trudged off toward the dorm.

Well, there’s no one around, so it should be fine…

Thinking this, I carried the massive bags back to my own run-down apartment… but…

“Huh?”

My usual, simple six-tatami-mat room. At first glance, it looked the same as it did when I left this morning, but as soon as I stepped inside, I felt a strange sense of something being off.

No, nothing should be different…

The six-tatami room still had the bed, the small table, and a door that I’d never seen before.

Huh? A door I’d never seen before?

After about five seconds of thinking, I yelled, “How?!”

No, seriously, how is there a door on the wall?!

It wasn’t there this morning, though?! I mean, besides the entrance and the bathroom, there were no other doors in my six-tatami room!

I couldn’t believe my eyes, but I put down the bags and walked toward the door.

What in the world is this door?

I had a terrible feeling about this, but my mind wasn’t strong enough to just ignore this inexplicable door and go on with my life. So, I cautiously reached for the doorknob and turned it. I slowly pulled the door open, and an impossible scene spread out before my eyes.

“Huh? Where…is this?”

It was a vast living room, large enough to fit two of my six-tatami rooms and still have space left over. The living room had a huge TV, a giant sofa that could seat five people, and a houseplant next to it.

At the end of the living room, there was a clear counter-style kitchen.

As I stared at the stylish ceiling lights reflecting on the shiny hardwood floor, I couldn’t accept that the sight before me was real. Did I get transported to another dimension?

As I stood in a daze in the massive living room, a distant door opened with a click.

“Oh, Ryuuki-kun, welcome back,” Miyama-sensei said, appearing from the door and waving at me with a smile.

She was wearing a black, dress-like outfit with a low-cut neckline.

As she walked towards me, a slit in her skirt revealed her healthy, bare leg.

“Hey, don’t just say, ‘welcome back’…”

“What’s wrong?”

“Don’t act stupid. What is this room?”

“Huh? Oh… well, this apartment is so small. So when I got the job here, I rented all five empty rooms on the first floor and had them remodeled.”

“Remodeled? That must have cost an incredible amount of money to change it this much…”

“Papa paid for it. He said he couldn’t let his cute daughter live in a run-down six-tatami room.”

I had a feeling her family was wealthy ever since I saw the luxury car in the parking lot.

“Oh, but I’m paying rent for all five rooms, you know?”

“You make it sound a lot, but it’s only 50,000 yen in total…”

Still, this room did not look like it was worth only 50,000 yen, including utilities.

As I stood there stunned by the sight of the room, which rivaled a high-class condominium, I remembered the most important question.

“Why is there a door connecting to my room?!”

“Huh? Well, if I enter your room from the outside every time, someone might see. So I just made it possible to move between our rooms.”

“You ‘just’ did… this is insane…”

I wonder if I’ll be charged for a penalty on my lease when I move out…

As I worried about this, Miyama-sensei looked completely at ease. She walked up to me and wrapped her arms around my neck.

A choker with a heart charm was wrapped around her neck.

“Welcome back, Sensei,” she said, stretching up and kissing me as if it was the most natural thing in the world.

“Hey, could you stop kissing me so casually?”

“But you don’t mind, do you?”

“……”

I don’t mind… but it’s not right to casually kiss a coworker like this.

As I struggled for a response, she intertwined her fingers with mine.

“So? How was it?”

Miyama-sensei asked, tilting her head.

“Huh? Oh… well, I bought everything you asked for, except for one thing.”

“I don’t mean that. Did you have sex with Sakurada-san?”

“No, of course not… And you planned everything, didn’t you?”

“What are you talking about?”

“It’s no use playing dumb after asking that question.”

As I suspected, Miyama-sensei was the one who had made Sakurada sneak into my car. But she just whistled a bad tune and tried to play innocent while still holding my hand tightly.

“So, why did you have Sakurada sneak into my car?”

“Why? To get you used to women, of course. You’re going to practice with her too, right, just like you are with me?”

“I’m not practicing anything with her…”

And nor with you, Miyama-sensei… I thought, looking at her with a cold expression.

However, she just kissed me again, trying to divert the conversation.

I don’t know what it is. I’m scared of myself for getting used to her kisses recently…

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T/N: Dem, rich girls fawning over you, what more could you ask…