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

Chapter 9 – Sensei, Aren’t My Thighs…Hot?

Today I learned that preparation and review are important not only for students who are studying hard, but also for teachers.

“Yeah, I feel like I got the point across better today than yesterday…”

I thought that the way I taught the class on the first day might leave students who were not keeping up behind, so today I tried to teach a little differently.

Yesterday I taught the class under the assumption that the students already understood the grammar they learned in junior high school, but today I tried to teach the class while lightly reviewing those materials.

Of course, class time was limited, so it was hard to fit in review time, but I think I did better than yesterday.

“I hope everyone’s grades will improve with this.”

I was filled with hope as I graded the students’ quizzes. First of all, it’s important to understand the current situation of each student.

I continued grading at my desk in the classroom, leaving notes like, “This student needs to remember more English vocabulary,” or, “This student remembers vocabulary but needs more reading comprehension.”

Outside the window, I could hear the voices of students busy with their handball and lacrosse club activities.

As I continued working, listening to that instead of background music, the classroom door suddenly opened, so I turned towards it.

Huh? Sakurada?

Standing there was Sakurada Momo, who I had had some connection with these past two days.

She was still in her navy blue sailor uniform, with her legs covered in black stockings sticking out from under her skirt.

“What’s wrong? Is there something else you didn’t understand in English?”

When I asked her, she shook her head without saying a word, shaking her short black bob hair.

Then what is it? I tilted my head in confusion as she walked over to me.

Then she bowed deeply to me.

“Thank you very much for yesterday, Sensei. Thanks to you, today’s lesson was easier to understand.”

“Ooh! That’s good to hear! It’s worth all the effort I put into teaching you.”

I couldn’t help but smile at her words.

As a teacher, there is nothing that makes me happier. I felt that today was more satisfying than yesterday, so her words mean a lot.

Sakurada’s cheeks also relaxed slightly as she saw how happy I was.

“When I see Sensei smile, it makes me happy too… Sensei has a very lovely smile.”

I felt a little embarrassed when she said that. Then, Sakurada giggled as she saw my cheeks getting slightly red.

“Sensei’s reaction is cute.”

“Hey, don’t tease adults too much.”

“I-I’m sorry. Did I offend you?”

“Huh? Oh, no, not at all. You were complimenting me, right? Thank you.”

When I replied, Sakurada grabbed a chair from a nearby desk and sat down right next to me.

“Are you grading the tests?”

“Yeah, we did a short quiz at the beginning of class today, right? I’m grading that right now.”

As I explained, she looked at the quiz with interest.

Then, I suddenly noticed something. There’s a sweet scent coming from her as she sits right next to me.

Is it the smell of her shampoo or something? At least my favorite rinse-in-shampoo, which costs 300 yen a bottle, doesn’t smell this good.

Well, it’s a school for rich girls after all, so I wonder if they’re using the highest quality products?

As I was thinking this, Sakurada, who was sitting right next to me, looked into my face.

“Do I smell that good?”

“H-huh? W-what are you talking about…”

“Your nose was twitching, Sensei.”

Oh no…

She completely read my thoughts. Embarrassed, my face flushed hotly, and Sakurada smiled brightly as she gazed at me.

Still… she’s really close.

Sakurada’s smile filled my field of vision, and I didn’t know where to look.

Do students in an all-girls environment have a different sense of distance from girls in a co-ed school?

As I was thinking about that, she finally pulled back her face, and I resumed grading.

Sitting next to me, Sakurada continued watching the quiz with great interest, seemingly enjoying herself.

Glancing to the right, I could see she has both hands stuck between her thighs, covered by the black stockings sticking out from under her short skirt. She was fidgeting slightly, as if she had trouble staying still.

No, this is bad. It’s not good to look at a female student’s legs.

Thinking this, I tried my best to ignore Sakurada’s thighs, which kept coming into view at the edge of my field of vision, as I continued grading the papers.

In the meantime, I reached Sakurada’s quiz. Immediately after, she peered at the test, looking a little nervous.

I see… It seems she’d come here because she was curious about how her test went.

Let’s see… I wonder if yesterday’s extra lessons paid off…

Feeling a little excited, I continued grading the papers.

It seemed she had really listened to my instructions carefully, as she got all the questions right. After I marked all the answers as correct, Sakurada let out a small “Waah…” and relaxed, a soft smile spreading across her face.

“You did well. It’s a perfect score.”

“It’s all thanks to you, Sensei… If you hadn’t taught me yesterday, I’m sure I wouldn’t have gotten all the questions right.”

“No, you owe it to yourself. You came to me because you had things you didn’t understand and you wanted to learn.”

I would be very happy if she could gain confidence by having successful experiences like this.

Sakurada was happy, and I felt happy too.

I continued grading the other students’ papers.

But Sakurada still sat next to me and didn’t move.

Huh? Didn’t she come to look at her quiz result?

As I was thinking this, something suddenly tapped on the outside of my right sneaker.

Huh, was it Sakurada’s foot?

I didn’t pay it any attention at first, but gradually the number of taps increased and my hand stopped grading.

When I turned my eyes to her, she was looking down.

“Hmm? What’s wrong?”

“……”

I asked her, but she didn’t answer.

What’s going on?

While I tilted my head, unable to understand the intention of her actions, she looked down and suddenly muttered, “It’s hot…”

“I-it’s hot?”

“Sensei… My thighs are really hot right now…”

“Hmm? Are you feeling unwell?”

I don’t really get it, but if something’s wrong, we should go to the nurse’s office right away.

But she shook her head, looking down.

Then what is it?

I was at a loss as to what to do for her, when suddenly she took the pen from my right hand and put it on the desk, then grabbed my wrist and placed it on her thigh.

The rough feeling of her stocking spread across my palm.

“H-hey, Sakurada?!!”

I frantically tried to pull my hand away from her thigh, but she grabbed my wrist tightly to stop me. She even grabbed my right hand, placing it between her thighs and moving it towards her skirt, lifting it up slightly.

“Sensei, aren’t my thighs…hot?”

With that, she raised her head and turned to me with a flushed face.

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T/N: This is very yabai… But thighs!!!!!