"Hey, shaless brat. Don't tell anyone about this... Not even to your girls."
After a minute of silence, Hayashi-sensei was the first to speak between us. The warmth of her breath seeped through my uniform and into my skin as she didn't even raise her head.
Running my fingers on her lustrous hair, I replied, "What do you an, sensei?"
"Don't play dumb... You know what I an. I'm not... like them. You're offering your arms for my comfort and I'm taking it. This is what we have right now." Hayashi-sensei's voice was muffled against my shirt as her grip on tightened slightly.
I could feel her body tremble not because she was nervous or anything but simply a reaction to her own words.
Whatever was running in her head, it was certainly along the lines of... 'I'm not his girl but I like to be pampered by him'.
Well, that may not be too accurate but it's close to that.
It's kinda similar to Orimura-sensei, who, despite everything that happened between us, remained adamant about not admitting her growing feelings for . The only difference is... Hayashi-sensei will probably not take another step from here and keep things as is, without letting it spill outside this room.
"If that's what you wish, I can only obey. However, sensei. Shizu and--"
"I don't care if they know. Aren't you soone who hates to lie to soone he cares about? Just keep it to yourselves. If any of them feels that this is inappropriate, you better tell . We'll put an end to this." Cutting off, Hayashi-sensei tightened her grip on as if she was already thinking that this might be the last ti.
"Do you have to be that harsh on yourself, sensei?"
"No. But it's necessary because it's you, shaless brat. You're more troubleso than your father. He kept on avoiding yet here you are, approaching without any sense of distance. And you're not even my student," Hayashi-sensei mumbled, clearly not liking this situation where she was letting her thoughts out.
"I see. I understand what kind of line you're trying to draw, sensei. Don't worry. If it is your wish, I will never step over that line to show my respect to you," I whispered back, stroking her hair gently. "I can't promise not to be cheeky and shaless though. It's my trademark."
Although her face remained buried in my chest, I could sense the subtle shift in her expression. Hearing those words made her puff her cheeks. It should be a rare sight to see especially when it's not matching her sharp mature beauty. It's the kind of gap that many n would fall for.
"You don't have to remind . I expected as much from you, Onoda." Hayashi-sensei's voice was filled with exasperation and a hint of amusent.
She took a mont to collect herself before raising her head, her eyes eting mine once again. "Now, get off . You've had your fun."
"You're mistaken, sensei. You're the one who needs to get off ," I retorted with a cheeky smile as she watched her cheeks turn crimson red.
With our current position on this sofa, putting her on my lap should be easy but that would certainly make this woman more flustered than she already is. I better hold off on that.
Besides, we're about to run out of ti.
"I won't need to ask you that if you loosened your hold on , shaless brat. You're enjoying feeling your sensei's warmth too much," Despite trying to not sound playful, Hayashi-sensei failed to mask it with her tone.
In any case, she was right; I couldn't help but savor the closeness we shared. Why won't I when this is a privilege exclusively for ? Moreover, I still want to listen to her heart as it races against my chest. It's like music to my ears.
"Well, I guess there's no point denying that anymore, sensei. Let enjoy this mont more."
"You! If you keep teasing like that, I won't hesitate to give you a proper punishnt!" Hayashi-sensei indignantly shouted with her cheeks still flushed from our banter.
I grinned, knowing her words were nothing but air, "Hmm? Sure. Punish . You skipped on punishing last night. Will you also let off if you catch again but with another girl?"
"This shaless brat! I told you to restrain yourself from doing that kind of thing in school! And here you are, not even bothering to hide it!"
"Heh... Sensei, has no one told you that you're beautiful when you're mad?"
Her eyes narrowed, but she didn't push away. Instead, she let out a deep sigh, her shoulders slumping slightly. "Flattery won't get you out of this. You keep using flowery words. One of these days it will bite you back."
"It doesn't matter, sensei. I'm always ready for my flattery to backfire. That won't stop from saying those words, especially when they're truthful."
At this, I lifted her head by her chin and kissed her cheek before she could protest, "A small rembrance of this mont, sensei."
Hayashi-sensei stared wide-eyed at with her cheeks burning hotter than a stove.
"Y-you...!" She furiously stuttered, but she didn't push away. Instead, she just sat there, looking utterly flustered and adorable.
Her glasses had already fogged up from all the heat and her lips trembled as though she wanted to say sothing more but she couldn't.
In the end, she couldn't find the words to scold anymore. She conveyed her feelings with actions such as drumming my chest or hitting my shoulder with her forehead. In a way, it was her thod to say she didn't like it but she didn't hate it either.
And with this, the remaining ti quickly passed. I only let go of her when the bell finally rang indicating the start of the fifth period and end of lunch break.
Before standing up, I kissed her other cheek, evening out the score. Hayashi-sensei's eyes fluttered shut for a brief second before she shoved away with surprising strength, her face beet-red.
"B-brat! How dare you!" She stuttered, trying to regain her usual composure. "Get out of here before anyone sees you!"
"It doesn't matter if soone sees coming out of your office, sensei. It's only the Principal, right? Besides, it's not like you always have a visitor aside from and Shizu." I chuckled, standing up from the sofa and fixing my uniform.
Hayashi-sensei bit her lips as she couldn't argue with my logic. She knew that I was right. She glared at , trying to find a coback but her brain went on a hiatus.
And so, I cupped her cheek again, caressing her lips with my thumb before hurriedly running to the door, escaping the room with a mischievous grin. The sound of her flustered voice calling a shaless brat once more echoed behind as I stepped out into the hallway.
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