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

Chapter 28 – A Tied-up, Disheveled High School Girl

I managed to save my chastity, thanks to them getting dizzy from the heat of the bath. When they got out of the bath, looking a bit shaky, Miyama-sensei and Sakurada sat on the sofa in the living room, fanning themselves.

I got all the ice I could find from the fridge, put it in a plastic bag, and placed it on their heads before heading back to my room. I felt a little bad for them, but I was also relieved that I wouldn’t be “attacked” tonight.

Lying on my bed, I started to think. Things were going to get out of hand if I let this continue.

I was happy that they were trying to help me get used to women, but my career as a teacher would be over before that could happen.

It was obvious that if I got into a bad relationship with Sakurada, I wouldn’t just be fired but also socially ruined.

Even with Miyama-sensei, if it got out that two teachers at this prestigious girls’ academy were in a relationship, the school board and the parents would not be happy. The risk was too high for the reward of getting used to women.

But I was being blackmailed by them, especially by Sakurada with the photos.

Sigh… My rosy life as a teacher is falling apart…

But I don’t have anything to fight back with.

I’m just a commoner at this elite school, and I’m starting to feel the class difference in the worst way possible.

The next day came.

Students were still whispering about me, but I somehow managed to finish my classes with my sanity intact. I was back in the classroom, grading the pop quizzes I had given them today.

Sigh… Will the smell of my virginity ever wear off?

For better or for worse, I had been doing special training with Miyama-sensei and Sakurada.

I felt like I was getting a little more used to women, but the students’ reactions seemed to be getting worse, not better.

The students who talked to me were all a bit fidgety, and when I talked to them, they would get nervous, almost as if they were afraid of me.

It was clear they were avoiding me.

And if I forced myself to talk to them, I would probably just scare them even more.

“Haah… What should I do?”

As I held my head in my hands, my phone in my pocket vibrated.

I took it out and saw a LINE notification.

When I opened it, it was from “Momo.” It was a message from Sakurada.

By the way, to protect my honor, I only added her LINE account because she blackmailed me with the photos.

I don’t usually ask students for their contacts, and I don’t give mine out. But if I didn’t give her mine, I would be socially ruined, so I had no choice.

[Sensei, please come to my room tonight]

Oh, that’s scary. A shiver ran down my spine when I read that message.

Her room? She meant the girls’ dormitory, right?

How am I, a male teacher, supposed to get in there?

The message was sent along with the photo of me and Sakurada in Miyama-sensei’s car, which made it clear that this was not a request but a command.

[If I get caught, I’m dead (socially)]

A few seconds later, a reply came through.

[Then I’ll leave the window open at 10 PM, so you can come in that way]

I looked at the messages, which were a complete mismatch of intentions, and felt despair.

Immediately after, she sent me a floor plan of the girls’ dormitory. Her room was colored in red.

Sigh… I don’t want to go… but I can’t not go…

I don’t remember much of what happened between getting that message and 10 PM.

All I vaguely remember is eating the food Miyama-sensei made with a blank expression and her kissing me several times while I was unresponsive. She also encouraged me to drink a lot of beer, and I ended up drinking five cans of them.

How much beer does this woman have stocked up?

I asked her out of curiosity, and she showed me a closet full of cardboard boxes of canned beer, telling me, “My family sends them to me endlessly.”

So, at 10 PM, I changed into a tracksuit that would make it easy to sneak in and out, and I left Miyama-sensei’s place.

“Have lots of fun,” Miyama-sensei said with a smile, as if she knew everything, even though she shouldn’t have known about the situation.

I then headed toward the girls’ dormitory.

If I went straight to the dorm, there was a high chance that an employee would see me and ask what I was doing. So, I walked like a suspicious person, looking around nervously, and hid in the bushes in the back garden of the dormitory to head toward her room.

“Ouch, ouch, ouch…”

There were a lot of thorny weeds in the bushes, and as I walked through them with a teary look, I finally found a window that seemed to be Sakurada’s room. I was also feeling a little wobbly from all the beer Miyama-sensei made me drink.

So, I cautiously approached the window and peeked inside, but…

“Oh, no! Onee-sama! If you touch me there, I’ll… I’ll…”

“Oh? You say that, but your body is trembling with pleasure.”

“O-Onee-sama…”

When I looked through the window, I saw two Seiou Private Academy ladies in their underwear, hugging each other on a bed.

“……”

Looks like I’ve got the wrong room…

I thought, “What is going on with the morals of this school?” but then again, I’m in no position to be judging anyone.

I decided to ignore the two girls and move on to the next window. The window was closed, but I looked at the floor plan on my phone again and counted the windows. It was definitely the right room.

I quietly tried to open the window, and it wasn’t locked. I took one last look around to make sure no one was watching and then snuck into the room.

“Ouch!”

The window was higher than I thought, and as I jumped down, I sprained my right ankle.

Saying it hurt can’t even explain the real pain…

But still, I can’t not come to Sakurada’s room, not with that photo on her hand. I looked for Sakurada in the dimly lit room.

“Hey, Sakurada? I’m here.”

“Sensei, you really came.”

“Yeah, I didn’t really have a choice.”

The room was dim, but I could vaguely see Sakurada standing on the bed.

“Sensei, the light switch is by the entrance. Can you turn it on?”

“Huh? Can’t you do it yourself…?”

“Please turn it on.”

“Yes, of course.”

For some reason, I’m getting to the point where I could tell I was being blackmailed even without seeing the photo.

Without any right to refuse, I carefully walked toward the door and felt for the switch on the wall. When I pressed it, the room was dimly lit by a warm light.

The room was spacious, about ten tatami mats big. It had wooden floors and antique-looking wooden desks and bookshelves. I wondered if they were hand-me-downs from an upperclassman.

My eyes went to the bed where Sakurada was standing, and I couldn’t believe my eyes.

“H-huh…?”

“S-Sensei… You’re so mean…”

Sakurada said, her words not making any sense. She was tied above the bed.

I should probably explain that more clearly. A rope was hanging from a beam in the high ceiling, and it was tied around her hands behind her back. She couldn’t sit down. But that wasn’t the biggest problem. The buttons on her blouse were all undone, revealing her light pink bra.

“What are you doing… Sakurada…san…?”

I could only ask that.

Sakurada smiled and replied.

“Actually… The girl in the next room has some strange hobbies, so I asked her to tie me up.”

“I-I see…”

For some reason, I knew exactly who that “strange” neighbor was.

Sakurada smiled at me for a while, and then her cheeks flushed, and she looked at me with a dreamy expression.

“Sensei, please punish me a lot tonight…”

Looking at her, I thought to myself, If anyone were to see this, there’s no way I could explain myself…