Stealing Spree Chapter 2538 Personal Pillow

For the next few minutes, I closed my eyes and let the world shrink to the warmth of Hayashi-sensei's embrace and the steady cadence of her breathing. The burden I was ignoring lightened up, even if it was only slightly.

"See? Not so hard, is it? You're not invincible, shaless brat. No matter how much you try to be for them." Her fingers slowed their gentle weaving through my hair as her voice continued to partly scold and partly comfort .

I let out a small, breathy laugh, which sohow tickled her enough to grab a clump of my hair and pull my face from her chest.

"If you're already fine, isn't it ti to get going?" She glared down at and I responded with a cheeky smile.

"Not yet, sensei. I can't miss this opportunity to be comforted and pampered by you."

Her hand paused and I could almost hear the grinding of her gears. "Cheeky brat. Don't push your luck."

Nevertheless, there was no real bite to her words and the way her fingers resud their gentle motion gave the courage to be a little more audacious.

I dived back down to her chest, my arms wrapping around her waist.

Hayashi-sensei let out a soft gasp, caught off guard by my sudden boldness. However, like I predicted, she just let be. Her grasp on my hair loosened and she began threading through my hair again with a mix of exasperation and reluctant affection. "This shaless student..." She helplessly muttered, yet her voice tinged with a warmth that betrayed her attempt at sternness."

I tightened my embrace, burrowing my face further before looking up and grinning shalessly at her, "You're not kicking out yet, sensei. That's gotta an sothing"

She clicked her tongue and lightly squeezed my shoulder, "Don't get cocky. I'm only indulging you because you looked like a lost puppy for once. Don't expect this to beco a habit."

"Sure. Sure."

Despite her words, the way her fingers continued their soothing rhythm told a different story.

And for a mont, we stayed like that. Naturally, I didn't push it to the point where it would be more perverse. This kind of intimacy was enough... I an, she helped lighten the load I was unknowingly carrying. It'd be rude if I returned that kindness by being so shaless. She might not want to deal with again.

The quiet of the Director's Office gradually wrapped around us like a cocoon, making it more comfortable. Hayashi-sensei's heartbeat raced in a maintained rhythm, not too fast, not too slow but quick enough to indicate she liked this mont.

Eventually, I put down my shalessness and sincerely addressed her, "Sensei, you're pretty good at this comforting thing. Ever thought about doing it full-ti instead of playing the mysterious nurse?"

"Shut up, brat. Who am I going to comfort full-ti? You?" She snapped at but her amusent couldn't be hidden, "And I'm not playing as the mysterious nurse. I already told you about that. Besides, I've got enough on my plate without adding 'personal therapist' to the list. I only have ti to spare for you. Or Shizu-chan, Rember that." Right. As the director of the school, she must've been working on other things when I wasn't looking. She even had to ensure that the other affiliated schools fall in line. And yet, it's now beco a habit for her to wait for in this office every day.

At first, it was only because of what I did to that silent guy but eventually, it turned to our regular eting where I was usually the one comforting her now that she's trying to move on from her years-long affection for my father.

"I'm glad you're feeling better. You carry too much sotis. It's okay to lean on soone else for a change." Hayashi-sensei softly whispered, taking out of my

trance.

I tilted my head up just enough to catch her gaze. Her glasses had slipped slightly down her nose, and her eyes held a rare gentleness that made my chest tighten in a way I hadn't expected. "Thanks, sensei. Really. I needed this more than I thought." Her lips curved into a small, genuine smile and for a brief mont, the usual walls she kept up seed to lower. "Don't ntion it. Just don't go spreading rumors that I've gone soft, alright? I've got a reputation to maintain. Also... stop being too shaless." "Sorry, that last one might be hard to accomplish but I assure you, no one will know what happens in this room. Well, except my girls, if they asked ." I teased as I finally pulled back to sit up properly.

My hands lingered on her waist for a mont before I let go, earning a raised eyebrow from her.

She adjusted her glasses and then pinched my cheek as much as she could before eventually cupping them gently, "You have his face and yet... you're so different. Stop making go soft on you, shaless brat."

"Hmm? That's not my intention, sensei. Didn't I tell my intention right from the start?" "You do. But I still hate it..." The volu of her voice was low enough that I probably wouldn't have caught it if our faces weren't just inches away from each other.

I t her gaze and my lips curved up slightly before putting a hand on hers, pulling it off my cheek and then gently squeezing it. "What is it that you hate, sensei?" She beca silent for a while but it's not because she's not thinking of how to answer. She already knew. She just couldn't voice it out.

Eventually, she leaned back and retracted her hands, leaving empty-handed. "Forget it, brat. Just go. You've got places to be, and I'm done being your personal pillow. Finish up whatever you need to do and get to the Gymnasium before you fall out of Eguchi-sensei's favor."

I stood up and nodded, stretching slightly as the weight in my chest truly lightened up. "Yes, ma'am. I'll make sure to be on ti... mostly."

Hayashi-sensei rolled her eyes but couldn't hide the faint smirk tugging at her lips. "Get out of here, shaless brat. And... take care of yourself, okay? I don't want to see you moping around again anyti soon."

I gave her a mock salute, my grin returning in full force. "Promise, sensei. I'll keep my head empty for a bit, just like you said. I'll rely on you again for comfort if I need it." "Don't, you shaless brat! That was a one-ti thing. Next ti, you have to pay."

"Pay what?"

"Think about it yourself."

With that, she waved her hand again and turned around, as though she didn't want to see off.

However, as I turned to leave, her voice stopped at the door. "Onoda-kun."

I glanced back, catching the way her expression had softened again, just for a mont. "Yeah?"

She hesitated, then shook her head with a small chuckle. "Nothing. Just... don't overthink it. Whatever's on your mind, you'll figure it out. You always do."

I nodded, feeling a warmth settle in my chest. "Thanks, sensei. I'll see you tomorrow for my next report. Oh, I'll make it up to you. Double the massage ti tomorrow."

"I told you I don't need it!"

I pretended not to hear her and stepped out of the Director's Office. After that, I returned to the empty clubroom, where I changed into my PE uniform in front of my girls. Uh. It's not a show. Or maybe it was? I don't know. They're that interested in watching strip, after all.

In the end, so of them demanded to be pampered - they got turned on from seeing my naked body. Unfortunately, we got interrupted by the bell. And with that, we hurriedly continued on our way to the Gymnasium.