The Students I Once Tutored As Part-Time Home Tutors During My Student Days Had Suddenly Achieved Excessive Success In Their Careers. - Chapter 29: Home Visit (Part 1).

Home Visit (Part 1).

It takes about ten minutes to walk from the parking lot.

“Oh my, you’ve become quite mature! You’re even dressed so nicely in a suit! It’s been a while, Sensei.”

“Long time no see. You haven’t changed, Sae’s mother. You still look as beautiful as ever.”

“Haha, thank you.”

“And congratulations on your marriage. I wish I had something to give you as a gift…”

“Don’t worry about it, Sensei. Today is all about the home visit…”

“Thank you for understanding.”

Meeting her mother after such a long time, she is about ten centimeters taller than Sae, exuding an elegant and sophisticated aura.

Honestly, one wouldn’t doubt if she were called Sae’s “big sister.”

“That reminds me, you must have been surprised when you saw my changed last name, right? You wouldn’t have known it was Sae on the roster.”

“Haha, exactly, I was really surprised. Even though I know you attend this high school, your name wasn’t on the list…”

“Your eyes almost popped out when we met.”

“Th-that’s right, you were just as surprised, weren’t you?”

“Stop making things up.”

They exchanged glances and teased each other with their conversation, a far cry from the typical student-teacher relationship. The relaxed atmosphere was evident to anyone who saw them.

“Anyway, you two seem to get along just as well as before. Sae.”

“Nah, I’m the one who gets along well with him.”

“I see. You were so excited yesterday, saying, ‘Tomorrow is  Sora-sensei’s home visit.’ You even cleaned your room thoroughly.”

“Eh! No, that’s all a lie. It’s just Mom’s joke, don’t believe it…”

Her shoulders twitched. In addition to that, Sae’s ears suddenly turned red.

On the other hand, her mother grinned, amused by Sae’s attempt to play it off.

It’s pretty clear who is telling the truth.

Here, it’s clear that Sora is taking Sae’s side.

“Hmm. Sae seems more truthful to me.”

“T-that’s right. I don’t lie.”

“Haha, well, I’ll choose to believe that then.”

“Yeah, that’s fine.”

Though their behavior is suspicious, it would be pitiful to press the advantage further in numbers.

Sora, savoring the feeling of ‘She’s happy,’ is pleased by himself.

“Hehehe, it’s truly a nostalgic scene. I imagine it must be tough for you in your position. Sae, you must be troubled too, right?”

“Yeah. He forces me to call him ‘sensei.’ It’s harassment!”

“Hmm? Sae.”

At that point, the mother changes her voice noticeably, about two octaves lower…

“You, are you calling the teacher ‘Kun’ at school? I’ve repeatedly told you to maintain decorum and not trouble the teacher, haven’t I?”

“S-so, Sora-kun…”

Realizing the grave mistake just now, Sae, with a voice that seems to call for help, quickly hides behind Sora.

Looking up with pleading eyes, she truly seems to be clinging to him.

Though she has a talent for evoking protective instincts, she needs to receive the consequences for attacking with ‘harassment.’

“I hope you’ll continue to provide Sae with a strict education, Sae’s mother.”

“Of course, I intend to. My daughter can be quite spoiled as it is.”

“…You’re an idiot, Sora-kun.”

Her mother’s eyes glinted with seriousness. She seemed to realize that these were genuine words.

Sae clenched her fist and playfully tapped her mother on the hip, but it didn’t hurt at all. It was more like a massage. She was probably using her full strength, but her movements were small. Violence just didn’t suit her.

“Good grief. Clearly, Sae is the one at fault here… I’m really sorry for speaking ill of her. I’ll give her a proper scolding later.”

“I’ll just run to my room…”

“Haha, do your best, Sae-san.”

Sora couldn’t help but laugh as he watched their interaction. This exchange between the two was truly nostalgic.

“Sorry for keeping you waiting. Well then, Sora sensei, please come inside. We’ve prepared some tea and snacks, so please make yourself comfortable.”

“Thank you very much. I’ll go inside then.”

As he removed his shoes in the entranceway, Sae also hurriedly took off her shoes with great enthusiasm.

The reason for her swift actions became clear.

“Sae, don’t cling to Sora sensei like that. It makes it hard for him to walk comfortably.”

“It’s been so long since Sora-sensei came to our house…”

“It’s perfectly fine like this.”

“I-is it…? If Sora sensei ever feels uncomfortable, please let us know right away.”

“Understood.”

“Thank you, Sora-sensei.”

“You’re welcome.”

While Sae’s behavior might not have been the most appropriate for a “home visit,” her welcoming attitude was more than appreciated. Her mother seemed to understand her daughter’s feelings and simply issued a gentle warning.

Sora couldn’t help but think that she was a capable mother.

So, they arrived in the living room and, as directed, took their seats at the table. In front of them sat Sae’s mother, and right next to Sora was… Sae.

The composition of this scene was definitely strange, and Sora couldn’t help but scratch his head in puzzlement, while Sae’s mother seemed to share his sentiment. Meanwhile, Sae continued to sit cross-legged with an innocent expression on her face.