Initially, I had every intention of following Hayashi-sensei's instructions to leave her office after I finished massaging her hand. My thoughts had already drifted toward Orimura-sensei and our impending trip to the clubhouse. There was no real reason for to linger any longer here, or so I thought.
However, when I heard Hayashi-sensei murmuring sothing, I rembered what I was missing.
But just as my hand reached for the doorknob, I caught the faint sound of Hayashi-sensei murmuring sothing under her breath. It wasn't loud enough to make out the words, but it stirred sothing in ... I forgot I also want to hear her answers to so of my questions.
I halted in place and slowly turned back around, my eyes narrowing with a curious intensity as they locked onto her.
Sensing my sudden shift, Hayashi-sensei's brows furrowed in confusion, her earlier flustered expression still lingering faintly on her face. Having no idea what I was planning, she got caught off guard by the fact that I had stopped so abruptly.
Monts later, she noticeably stiffened as she unconsciously clenched her hands into fists, anxiousness apparent on her face.
Maybe it was the way the air around changed that made her react like this. A certain pressure that I unknowingly exerted. Due to that, Hayashi-sensei swallowed hard as she braced herself for what might co next.
"You don't have to be alard, sensei. I won't jump at you. I'm only going to ask sothing." "You don't have to be alard, sensei," I said calmly as a faint smile tugged at the corner of my lips. "I'm not going to jump at you. I only have a question."
"I see... That's good then. What is it?"
Hearing my words, her tense shoulders relaxed only slightly, though her gaze remained wary. Most likely she already drew up worse scenarios in her head. If I had done sothing wrong, I might've gotten her foot on my stomach.
I paused for a mont and let the silence stretch between us. It was to build up anticipation.
And when that was done, I opened my mouth, my tone as casual as if I were asking about the weather. "Let's say soone from the Ichihara or Kujou family were to show up here one day... and demand my expulsion from the school. How likely would you be to accept that?"
Right. This was the question I wanted to ask her. Of course, if it was only a personal thing, she'd probably take my side. However, with the Ichihara Family being one of those who donate to this school, she might be put in a difficult situation when navigating through it. As much as I wanted to settle the problem of Ichihara Jun privately or just between us, the involvent of their families was already inevitable.
The instant the words left my mouth, I saw the shift in Hayashi-sensei's expression. The anxiety that had put her into a predicant monts earlier began to soften, giving way to sothing more contemplative.
She was still tense but her initial alarm receded greatly as she started processing my question. Noticeably, I even spotted a glimpse of her relieved smile albeit montarily.
A few seconds later, with her brows knitting together as she seed to have carefully considered her response, Hayashi-sensei blinked and exhaled before answering, "Without sufficient reason... I wouldn't," she
Her voice was steadier now. It was a simple answer but it did carry the weight of her conviction. She's been running this school for so long, after all. She wouldn't just let so other people undermine her authority. Or rather, she'd give it a fair trial.
Although that didn't surprise as much as I thought it would, I kept my eyes on her, waiting to hear more of her insight into our situation.
Sensing my unspoken request for elaboration, Hayashi-sensei shifted slightly in her seat. I could still see the unease on her face but at this mont, her enigmatic presence as the Director returned as she fixed her glasses and fixed her posture.
"Look, Onoda-kun... I've been following your issues with them. Their nas do carry a lot of weight. Influence like that can apply a lot of pressure. But even so, this is my school. I will decide what to do with my students."
After that, she hesitated for a second as her eyes flickered with sothing unspoken. Most likely, her personal view on our current situation.
"I'll be fair to you but Onoda-kun. Promise you won't do sothing reckless like challenging their whole family. Your parents will be troubled."
"I understand. Thank you for your insight, sensei. And don't worry... I'm thinking of ending this issue next week. I'll report the good news to you."
"You brat. Don't act so overconfident." Hayashi-sensei berated but at the next mont, she lowered her gaze and then murmured in sincerity, "If you need advice on sothing... Feel free to ask ."
"Mhm. I know I can count on you, sensei." I put on a grin that made her flustered again. Then, I left a closing statent, "Ah. Right. You can also count on if you need so companionship, sensei. I feel bad being the one to always impose on you. I promise I'll behave."
Before she could properly digest my words, I quickly turned around and continued on my way out.
As the door behind closed, I heard Hayashi-sensei's grating voice calling a shaless brat.
Next ti, I'll make sure to capture that in a fra.
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As I descended the stairs of the Administration Building, my eyes imdiately caught sight of Orimura-sensei's shadow lingering outside the entrance. She was standing there with a rigid posture. It's as if she was poised to leave at any mont. Her impatience was evident even from a distance.
At the mont, other teachers were also filing out of the building, most likely heading to their next class. There were only five minutes left before the start of the fifth period.
As always, I kept my movents inconspicuous, weaving through the small crowd of faculty mbers to avoid drawing unnecessary attention as I made my way toward her.
Even though I hadn't called out to her, Orimura-sensei seemingly had a sharp instinct. She turned around the mont she heard the sound of my approaching footsteps, her eyes locking onto mine with an almost knowing expression.
With a wry smile, I waved a hand in a casual greeting. "Sorry, sensei. I guess we'll only have ti for a quick round trip. I'll explain everything to you on the way."
Orimura-sensei huffed in mild annoyance, her brow creasing as she crossed her arms.
"What are you waiting for then? Let's go."
Upon saying that, she didn't even wait for my response before turning on her heel and marching ahead, leaving standing there.
I shook my head inwardly, a small chuckle threatening to escape as I followed after her. With my longer strides, it didn't take long before I caught up and began walking alongside
her. Glancing to the side, I noticed the slight pout on her lips.
What's this? She's becoming a bit too easy to read, isn't she?
Well, I had already anticipated her reaction.
After all, there was only so much ti we had left. I'd spent most of it running around juggling different responsibilities. In reality, there was barely enough ti for to handle everything within a single hour.
Thinking about it, I had already spent nearly thirty minutes during lunch with my girls, which I had to rush through to maximize the ti. Following that, another fifteen minutes with Ryouko-san, and close to ten minutes dealing with Hayashi-sensei. Not to ntion, I lost more ti simply moving between different locations.
If I wasn't paying close attention, it might've felt like ti was slowing down whenever I was
with one of my girls.
Yet, sohow, I still managed to carve out these remaining minutes. Wasn't it more amazing that I still got an allowance of five minutes after all that?
In any case, as we walked past the School Building and made our way toward the quieter inner
part of the campus, I decided it was ti to smooth things over with the woman at my side. I glanced over at her, watching her simr in her mild frustration as I thought of ways to
appease her.
"Sensei, what do you think? Are you not happy to be appointed as our advisor?" I asked, feigning innocence in my tone.
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