I Became a Teacher at an All-Girls Boarding School, and Now the Students and Female Teachers Are After Me~ - Chapter 26 - Start of Cohabitation

Chapter 26 – Start of Cohabitation

I thought my teaching career was over for good, but it turned out to be a ridiculous comedy involving Miyama-sensei, Sakurada, and a greedy old man.

I had sweated more than I had in my entire life, so as soon as I got home, I took off my clothes and jumped into the bathroom for a shower.

I just wanted to wash off the sweat and feel refreshed.

I turned the faucet, but…

“Huh… Nothing’s coming out…”

No matter how much I twisted the faucet, not a single drop of hot water came from the showerhead.

Did the shower break?

Well, it wouldn’t be surprising in this run-down apartment, to be honest. I immediately got out of the bathroom, wrapped a towel around myself, and tried the kitchen faucet, but…

“Huh? This one’s not working, either…”

If not just the shower but the kitchen faucet wasn’t working, it was likely that my room wasn’t getting any water at all.

Is it a water outage?

No, if that were the case, there would have been a notice beforehand…

If it’s not a water outage, then is there a problem with the pipes?

I held back my desire to wash off the sweat and reluctantly put my clothes back on. I went outside and opened the meter box next to my front door.

And what I saw was…

“What…?”

A strange object was tied to the water meter.

It was a paper with instructions on how to reactivate the water. I remember this paper being there when I first moved in. I had to call the number on the paper to get the water turned on. But I had thrown that paper away a long time ago, and I remember it was only put there when the water was shut off.

I don’t know why, but I have a terrible feeling about this.

As I stood there, staring blankly at the paper, the door to the room next to mine opened.

I don’t think I need to explain, but the room next door is Miyama-sensei’s.

She popped her head out of the door and looked at me, seemingly confused.

“Sensei, is something wrong?”

“Huh? Oh, yes… It seems like my water has been shut off…”

“Oh… I did that.”

I knew it… I had a feeling, no, I was sure of it.

“Why would you do that…?”

“Because if I didn’t, you wouldn’t come to my room, would you?”

“B-but I don’t have a reason to…”

When I said that honestly, Miyama-sensei sighed and walked toward me.

“Sensei, do you really want to get used to women?”

“Well, that’s beside the point…”

“To get used to women, you need to spend as much time with them as possible.”

“Well, that may be true… But I can’t live without water.”

“Oh, don’t you worry. You can just open the door in your room, and you’ll have a bath and a toilet.”

She was talking about the door that connected my room to hers.

To be honest, if I could use her things freely, I wouldn’t have to worry about not having water. But that felt like a defeat, so I didn’t want to admit it.

“W-well, besides the toilet and bath, I also need water to cook…”

“Ryuuki-kun, from now on, I’ll cook whatever you want! And I can even make you a balanced meal that has all the nutrients you need!”

Miyama-sensei said, showing me a fist bump.

Let’s just look at the facts.

Miyama-sensei is offering me a separate bath and a clean toilet, not the one in my room. She is also offering to cook me delicious and nutritionally balanced meals after a tiring day at work.

Just looking at the objective facts, it’s an incredibly good offer.

But it’s scary. Nothing this good could come free.

“I-I’m so sorry, but I can’t ask you to cook for me. It’s too much…”

I said, gently declining. Her smiling face suddenly turned dark.

“I-I knew it… My cooking is terrible, isn’t it?”

“No, no, that’s not it…”

I felt like she was creating a situation where it would be impossible for me to refuse.

“If that’s not it, then what is it? …Hic…”

“Sensei, you must be tired from work, so I can’t ask you to cook for me too.”

“Oh, you don’t have to worry about that at all. It’s almost the same amount of effort to cook for two.”

“No, but…”

“There’s no reason for you to refuse now, is there, Ryuuki-kun?”

“…I guess not.”

And just like that, I was forced to live without water.

The moment I agreed, Miyama-sensei’s face brightened up as if her sad expression had been an act, and she hugged me tightly.

“Yay! Now we can train to get you used to women every night without any interruptions!”

“No, that’s not what this is about…”

“Oh, and by the way, a contractor is coming this weekend to remodel your room. We’re going to get rid of the bathroom and kitchen and turn it into a bedroom for us, so look forward to it, okay?”

Oh no… How much is this going to cost me?

I was on the verge of tears, but Miyama-sensei just said, “Oh, the bath is ready, so go wash off that sweat,” and led me into her room.

After being taken to her room, she gave me a bath towel and new pajamas she had bought from somewhere. She told me they were matching.

She sent me off to the dressing room, and I went into her bathroom.

I don’t know… I feel so on edge, but my water is off.

I can’t just leave the new sweat I had gotten from being on edge, so I took off my clothes and went into the bathroom.

“What in the world is this?!”

I shouted the moment I stepped into the bathroom.

It was a huge bathroom, bigger than my six-tatami room.

The floor was covered with expensive-looking stone tiles, and in the back, there was a hinoki wood bath big enough for three adults.

Is this a luxury inn’s indoor bath?!

I couldn’t help but think that, but I decided to just wash off the sweat with the shower and get into the tub.

This is so frustrating… so frustrating…

That was my honest thought. What was so frustrating? Even though I was unwillingly living with her, I couldn’t help but be impressed by the fact that I could soak in this bath every day.

I feel like all the fatigue from today is just washing away…

As I was soaking in the tub with a sense of defeat, I heard voices from outside the bathroom.

“S-Sensei… Please don’t touch me there…”

“Oh? I couldn’t tell through your uniform, but you’re bigger than I thought.”

“T-that’s not true…”

“What size are they?”

“I-I got measured at D-cup six months ago. But Sensei, you’re bigger than I am…”

“They still feel firm, and I think they’ll get even bigger. Why are you making your breasts so big? Who are you planning on having touch them?”

“W-Well, I…”

“It’s okay. You can be more honest.”

No… no way…

I looked at the door, and through the frosted glass, I could see two vague silhouettes.

I couldn’t tell who they were just from the silhouettes, but the voices were definitely Miyama-sensei and Sakurada.

I looked around the bathroom. There were no windows, and only one exit. If I went out, they would see me naked. And if I stayed here, they would probably come in.

I’ve been trapped. I have no escape.

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T/N: Dem boi, finally getting to the good stuff…