The Students I Once Tutored As Part-Time Home Tutors During My Student Days Had Suddenly Achieved Excessive Success In Their Careers. - Chapter 8: Events After Work.

Events After Work

“I’d love to eat this, but it’s not easy to come by, huh…”

It was just past 7 p.m.

Sora, who had finished work and was driving his car, glanced over at the passenger seat when he got caught at a red light.

On the seat lay a single chocolate croissant wrapped in a plastic bag.

Yes, this was a gift from Sae as Sora was leaving the consultation room, and he hadn’t begged for it by saying, “Give me that.”

“Sora-kun, I’m giving you this. It’s a return gift for the one I ate a long time ago,” she had handed it over.

“No, it’s okay. Don’t worry about what happened before,” he replied, but she insisted, “No, I’m giving it to you.”

So, it was a chocolate croissant, a gift from his cherished student. He wanted to relish the taste he hadn’t had in over two years, but the feeling of ‘it’s too precious’ always overcame him.

Wrapped in such complicated emotions, Sora suddenly smiled, thinking about the fact that it came from Sae.

“But still, I can’t believe I got to see Sae-san… And she’s become so amazing.”

Her accomplishments as an illustrator were also noteworthy.

And during the sixth period today, in the modern Japanese class that he was teaching…

“Anyone who knows the answer to this question?” he asked, and Sae raised her hand, promptly offering her response.

And not just that, she always raised her hand when prompted, almost 100% of the time.

Her classmates were amazed. “Sae-san is so fired up today,” they remarked.

Perhaps influenced by her enthusiasm, the participation rate in class 3-A today seemed to exceed 60%, even when considering the entire class.

“If she’s like that, there’s probably nothing to worry about…”

When students can’t come to school every day due to personal reasons, they might struggle to fit in with their classmates or find it difficult to gauge the right distance.

Although he had heard that there were no issues like bullying, as the teacher in charge, it was essential to confirm.

At the end of the sixth period, he deliberately extended the cleanup time to observe Sae’s behavior, but it turned out to be an unnecessary concern.

During break time, she joined her group of friends and engaged in lively conversations. Some of her friends also expressed concern for her.

There were students who worked part-time in high school, so they probably understood how challenging it was to balance academics and work.

“I really have a great class…”

Today, Sora thought that once again.

During the short homeroom session, they often teased each other. But after school today, when his student Sae confidently bid him farewell with a “Goodbye, Sora-sensei,” some of the students in the class started saying “Goodbye, Sensei~!” as well. It was rather adorable.

While teachers and students should maintain their respective positions, Sora was pleased that they had become so friendly in such a short period.

“That class has Sae-san as well, so I have to make sure I don’t cry at the graduation ceremony… Wait, is it too early to think about that?!”

It was still the first half of April. It was only natural for someone to point that out.

But when the time came… his tear ducts would undoubtedly loosen.

Sora had been a teacher for two years now, but due to his transfer, he had never seen a class he was in charge of at a graduation ceremony.

“Well, I hope we can all have another enjoyable year together this year…”

In such high spirits, Sora continued to drive safely and parked his car in a certain parking lot.

(Arrived…)

This was a 24-hour supermarket. He had started coming here recently because of his job transfer.

Starting tomorrow, it will be the weekend. He had some work to do in the morning, but he could mostly rest his body.

He had decided to do some bulk shopping today.

Sora turned off the car’s engine and reached into the passenger seat to retrieve his wallet.

Just then…

A slender woman, wearing a hat pulled down low to partially conceal her face, walked past Sora’s car.

“Come on! You promised you’d buy it without forgetting. But, Mom, that idiot definitely hasn’t watched my interview news, has he? I mean, I went all out on that…”

She was probably on the phone. Her voice could be heard from inside the car.

As Sora finished taking his wallet out of his bag and looked up, the rose quartz bracelet that the woman was wearing was illuminated by the headlights of another car.