Chapter 1

Boku no Sensei wa, Houkago Kawaii Konyakusha Volume 1 Chapter 1

I—I think I should say something about it.

Actually, in the event that I say something like that to Sakurakouji Sensei…

[What the hell are you thinking!? You pervert!]

—Smack!

[Ouch!?]

It’ll become that kind of situation.

[What? What’s the matter?]

[N—Nothing]

And so, in order to not give her the wrong idea, I enjoyed the texture of her breasts…I mean, kept my mouth shut about it.

Even though she’s wearing clothes, breasts can still feel this soft, eh…

While remembering that same excitement, the place that Sensei took me to was the neighboring seat of the booth that I was guided to before. In other words, the spot where the daughter and her parents were having a heated argument about marriage.

No way…!? My bad intuition was running all over the place, and Sensei, who was still linking arms with me, faced a flirting couple who seemed to be her parents, and said this to them:

[Sorry for the wait. This is Shirase-kun. You see, we’re married.]

…Hah!?

Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!?

W—What is this woman saying!?

Naturally, I couldn’t stop panicking.

[N—Nice to meet you. I’m…I mean, my name is Shirase Koutaro. Best regards.]

[Yeah, nice to meet you. I’m Reina’s father, Reicihi. And this is my wife, Haruna.]

[Fufu, nice to meet you, Koutaro-kun!]

[Y—Yes, nice to meet you.]

I bowed my head at them, and Sensei said something as if she was apologizing:

[I’m sorry for keeping it a secret until now. After lining up my thoughts, I thought I would properly inform you guys.]

[Hm, is that so?]

[Eh?]

—Grip.

[Gufuh!? Y— Yeah, that’s right…]

My elbow…

That was pretty painful…but I resisted the urge to faint in agony. Both of Sensei’s parents seemed surprised, but relieved at the same time.

Both of them are still fairly young. They look like they’re in their 30s, but since Sensei says she’s 25 years old, they must be in their 40s or 50s.

They don’t look a day over 40 years of age though.

Her mother looks like Sensei’s Onee-san or something…

[I see. I’m surprised that you had a Fiance. We didn’t know that, so sorry about bringing up the topic of an arranged marriage.]

[No, I’m also sorry that I wasn’t able to properly convey the message to you guys. I know he has a childlike face, so he looks young, but he’s my coworker. In other words, we’re workplace lovers.]

Eh, what’s with that declaration?

[Ohh, so you guys work at the same place, and that’s how you guys came to love each other.]

[Yes, that’s right. I’ve been telling him that I wanted to introduce him to you guys, but he’s always talking with his students so passionately, so it was difficult to find the time. My apologies for causing you guys trouble.]

[So that’s how it is? My apologies for making a fuss about it.]

[I—It’s fine.]

You seem to still be making a fuss about it now, though…

Also, I’m not her coworker, I’m her student…

While my heart was feeling melancholic, her father gave me a sharp look of discernment, and said:

[By the way, what part of Reina did you fall in love with? What part of her is mesmerizing to you?]

[Eh?]

Couldn’t expect anything less from a parent to say something like that.

I felt Sensei’s gaze lock on me like she normally does, and I felt myself withering from the unbearable pressure.

And then:

—Stare.

[…]

The glare that was coming from my side eventually felt like a bed of needles…

Please forgive me…I want to cry tears like a waterfall…I pondered on how exactly I should respond.

What I think is mesmerizing about Sensei…mesmerizing…her breasts?

I cast my gaze upon Sensei’s chest.

Those are some big breasts…

—Squeeze

[Aitatatatata!?]

Stop pinching me, okay!?

[What’s wrong? Shirase-kun, you can tell them about how we’re always affectionate, right?]

[Eek!?]

Sensei was smiling, but her eyes weren’t. I felt intense pressure from her, and I had to think of some way to praise Sensei.

[I— I think it’s the beauty that she inherits from her parents. Her face is like a mirror that reflects what’s inside her heart. And since her heart is so pure and genuine, that’s precisely why I think she’s so beautiful.]

I sounded like a beauty salon employee or something, but at least I was able to praise her, so this should be good enough.

I looked at Sensei, trying to say, “How was that?”

[Can you give us a moment?]

Sensei whispered into my ear while wearing a strained smile.

(Can’t you think of anything else!? Don’t just talk about what’s on the outside, but the parts you like about me on the inside! That’s much more practical! Practical, I say!)

(Eh…)

W—What a pain…

I feel like she’s asking way too much from me, anyways.

Maybe that large attitude goes to her breasts.

I couldn’t be any more angry, but she said she’d do me a favor (highly suggestive) after this, so I’ve been enduring this.

[By the way, you said that you liked the fact I’m working as a teacher, right?]

[Eh?]

When did I say that?

[You did say that, right? (coercive)]

[Y— Yeah, that’s right! I said that! I love that part of you!]

Her face is scary, you know!?

You think I like your teacher form!?

[I— I think that Reina is a spectacular person! She teaches so passionately, and she properly punishes the students who are misbehaving, and she trains people not only to become great studiers, but great people, so I think she’s absolutely amazing! She’s like my goddess!]

It’s about time I quickly stop talking. Perhaps I’ve said too much with those words.

I wanted to add in how I don’t agree with the written apologies she assigns, but that’s a trivial matter.

I finished what I had to do, and once again looked to the side at Sensei, but…

[–!?]

For some reason she was averting her eyes with a bright red face.

Wait, why are you blushing!?

You’re the one who made me say it, you know!?

While I was in shock, her father quietly nodded his head and said:

[I see. I understand your feelings. But I wasn’t aware that you were so enthusiastic about teaching. So the reason you took interest in Shirase-kun is because you both share the same passion?]

[Y— Yeah, I think so.]

I quietly gulped and nodded my head, and Sensei continued with an [Also].

[Being enthusiastic about it is natural. Because the only ones who students can rely on are us teachers. And so, we have to earnestly respond to their requests, so that they can continue to walk a happy path of life. We have to support them with full power, and playing around is not an option.]

[…]

What’s this?

Perhaps I misunderstood Sensei.

I thought she was always getting mad at us for no reason because that was just her personality. But in actuality, she’s strict because she genuinely thinks about us.

She didn’t have to grip my elbow or pinch me like that, though.

Also, her face is still scary.

[I see. I understand your viewpoint on teaching now. The one who supported your viewpoint was Shirase-kun, eh…]

Her father stopped talking for a while, but then he gave me a sharp glance again and asked me this:

[I wonder, are you truly in love with Reina?]

Honestly, I think I gave a proper answer earlier.

It turns out that Sensei’s passion is genuine.

Looks like I have to stick with Sensei until this rough situation is over.

And then:

[Yes, of course. I can’t think of a living without her. She’s essential to me.]

I said, while nodding powerfully.

[Is that so? . Then, I understand.]

And then, her father crossed his arms, and furrowed his brow.

[This is problematic, though. I thought that Reina didn’t have a fiance. So I cancelled her renting contract.]

Ah, I’ve heard that before.

[Th— Then we can try to get that contract back—]

And then:

[Alright, since it’s come to this, I want you guys to live together.]

[[Eh!?]]

L— Live together!?

No, isn’t that asking for too much!?

Sensei signalled at me with her eyes, and sternly said:

[Alright, I understand.]

Wait, Sensei!?

Aren’t you going to say something about it!?

Because of this unexpected development, I felt my eyes slowly staggering.

[!]

Then, when I noticed Sensei with an extremely composed expression, it made me start to intensely ponder.

She probably had some sort of plan, and she nodded her head in order to get past this rough situation.

[Alright, it’s decided then. I’ll contact the people to decline your arranged marriage. Man, I’m glad that we were able to talk things through. Right, Mama?]

[Yes, that’s right.]

Both of the parents were happily chuckling and giggling.

Seems like the conversation has finally settled.

“Yare Yare…” I said with a small exhale. The parents, who were already finished with their evening meal, stood up.

[Then, we’ll leave it to you young ones.]

[Fufu, that’s right. We’ll meet each other again soon.]

[Yeah, I’ll tell you where the new address is.]

[I’m looking forward to this. Now then, Shirase-kun, no, Koutaro-kun. Please take care of Reina from now on.]

[Ah, yes. Thank you very much.]

Her parents left with a smile and bowed their heads at us. We quietly saw them off while they disappeared out of the store.

[W—w-w-w-what do we do!?]

[For now, please just calm down…]

Hah…I felt exasperated and I dropped my shoulders.

At first, it was a scene where I was strenuously trying to praise Sensei, but now it’s turned into this.

The cause was that Sensei wasn’t thinking, and just nodded her head to the suggestion of us living together.

Yeah, she didn’t have a plan or anything like that.

[Then, why were you making that face and nodding?], was what I wanted to ask her, but it would probably come off as pretentious.

Even if it’s just for a moment, I want to re-experience the feeling of when I looked at her in a more positive light.

[Well, what’s done is done, so we have no other choice but to think of some counter-measures…]

[Y— Yeah. You took the words out of my mouth. If they find us out, we’ll have nothing to say back to them.]

[Yes. But why are your parents so rushed to get you married?]

[….Fuu. Since it’s come to this, I guess I have no choice but to explain it to you.]

[Yeah, I think that would be better for me.]

I encouraged Sensei, and then she cast her gaze downwards and started to explain the circumstances.

[In my hometown, there are many people who married before 20 years old, my parents included. Even if people weren’t married by then, they would definitely be married by 25 years old, where they bear children.]

[Ohh, so there are a lot of students who are getting married?]

[Yes, that’s right. There are a lot of people who take employment as farmers or they work in the family business. That’s why there aren’t many people like me who come to the city, since they’re with their family around this time, which is what I think is a woman’s happiness.]

[I see. So that’s what it’s like, eh.]

[Yes, I’ve been telling my parents a lot about my thoughts on marriage, but they’ve been especially pushy recently. It’s because there’s seldom any people my age who are trying to get married in my hometown, and that’s why they were making a big fuss about it. My parents lost their temper, cancelled my rent contract, and then set up an arranged marriage for me.]

[And then, that’s why you did what you did when I ran into you earlier.]

[Yes, that’s right. I’m really sorry for involving you in all of this…]

[Ah, it’s fine, since we really can’t do anything about it anymore….I want to ask, why did you nod your head earlier? And what was with the confident face?]

Yes, I’ve been wanting to ask that.

If Sensei had firmly refuted that offer, then all of this wouldn’t have happened.

[…I’m sorry. I would like to apologize for that…]

Sensei was shrunk down and looking apologetic. Being in that position made me feel uncomfortable.

She’s always scary, and overflowing with strictness, so seeing her in this weak state felt really off.

Therefore, in order to alleviate the heavy atmosphere, I changed the topic.

[Ah…um, Sensei, is there anyone who you’re interested in?]

[If there was, then it wouldn’t be this difficult. Also, that was sexual harassment, so watch your tongue.]

[Ah, right…Sorry…Wait, I’m trying to help you out, so why are you getting angry at me?…]

Sensei, who was using both hands to drink the self-service ice coffee, gave me a scornful glare.

Also, she added way too much sugar and milk in there.

You should force yourself to drink black coffee, even if it’s not your favorite.

I let out a small breathe, and said to Sensei:

[It’s quite surprising though. Sensei, you had the impression of being a flawless person who never makes mistakes.]

[Well, I guess at school I do. I desperately work hard to keep up that figure. But my private life is like this.]

[I see. But doesn’t acting tough like that all the time tire you out?]

[What’s this? You’re lecturing me?]

Sensei blatantly showed her discomfort, so I shook my head and said:

[N— No, that’s not what I intended. It’s just that, you’re always keeping up that appearance, and I was wondering if it was any sort of hindrance for you.]

[Well, I guess it is. But I am a teacher. Teachers must always be an exemplar in front of students. Even if I have to force myself, I must be a “teacher” at all times in front of you guys.]

[I don’t know why you’d go so far though…]

And then:

[…You see, I’ve always dreamed of becoming a teacher.]

[Eh?]

Sensei started to narrate while staring out the window.

[My motive was quite trivial. When I was a student, there was an extremely helpful Sensei, and I dreamed of becoming like her. Like you said about me, she had a flawless image, and I wanted to imitate her, but my faults have been exposed.]

[No, not really…though you did put too much sugar and milk inside your coffee…]

[I— It can’t be helped, okay!? I’m not good at tolerating bitter things, okay!?]

[Eh…]

So she can’t resist drinking it like that, eh…

[If you’re really that weak to bitterness, then you should try cocoa.]

[I can’t! Coffee is much more adult-like!]

[Sensei…]

What shall I do with you…

My image of Sensei has rapidly collapsed.

I guess it’s like she said. Her faults have been exposed…

Sensei puffed her cheeks at me, I asked:

[Could it be that coffee is also your way of looking like an exemplar Sensei?]

[Yes, of course. Every morning I take time to straighten my hair and wear slightly thin glasses, and it’s all because I aim to become like the cool and pretty woman that my teacher once was.]

[I— I see…]

It feels like I heard something I wasn’t supposed to hear.

Starting from tomorrow, I definitely won’t be able to look at Sensei the same way again.

Ah, I guess she was trying her best to be a cool and pretty woman today as well…

[Yes, I think my Sensei is a wonderful person. She always maintained a cool image, and refrained from laughing, but every word that comes out of your mouth is for the sake of the students.]

[Ohh, you really sounded like a teacher just now.]

[No, I’m nothing compared to my teacher.]

Sensei shook her head in denial, and said something as if she was having nostalgia:

[Long ago, I had a friend who had a frail body and was often absent from school. She went to the nurse’s office all the time, and she barely made it within the amount of allowed absent days. At the time, it was very difficult to advance academically. Of course, I wanted to advance together with her, so I changed to her class. At the time, I consulted with my homeroom Sensei. That Sensei told me, “I’m leaving it to you.”]

[A—And then?]

[Sensei would always study with her all the time. From day to night. Sensei would continue to study with her when she had time. But Sensei was human too. If she kept forcibly continuing this, her body would reach the limit one day. One day, I found and peeked on Sensei, remaining unnoticed. Sensei looked like she was in so much pain.]

[Eh?]

[I hurriedly ran over to her. Sensei said that she had to keep going to my friend’s house to help her study, and kept forcing herself. And so, I asked her: “Why would you go so far…”. And then, Sensei responded with a smile, which she rarely did.]

[…]

I gulped and held my breath with anxiety, and then Sensei told me:

[“I’ve already decided on this, you know? I’m the Sensei of all of you. Even if I have to force myself, I have to work hard as a Sensei for the sake of my students’ happiness.”, she said.]

[W— What a Sensei she is…]

[Yes, she’s amazing. Anyways, my friend was able to successfully advance. I had a deep impression of my teacher at the time, so I worked my hardest in order to become a teacher too. Every day there are some struggles, but I love my job, and it feels very fulfilling.]

And then, Sensei continued speaking, but imbued her tone with what seemed like regret.

[But since my parents and everyone in my hometown are like how they are, the dream I clutched onto and pursued is getting tougher. I can’t find a person who I want to marry…]

[…]

Sakurajouji Sensei, who’s always glaring at me scolding me, is talking with a dim and quivering voice, and tears are forming around her eyes. Seeing her all weak and helpless like this was really surprising to me, but I thought it would be best if I left her alone.

I really hated her at one point…

Whenever we met face to face, she would adjust my outfit, force me to prepare for lessons when my grades were dropping, and was just an overall pain, being fussy about everything.

However…

[Sensei, do you want to continue teaching?]

[Of course, you know!? There’s so many things that I still want to teach to my students, and I have to make sure they understand everything, you know!? I definitely can’t stop midway! Wouldn’t that be causing you all trouble!? No matter what, I have to make sure to take responsibility for you guys! Because I am a Sensei!]

[I…see…]

My Sensei really considers us as the most important thing to her, eh…

Though, there are some things that I can’t say.

Her face is scary.

Her breasts are huge.

Hah…

After I gave a small sigh of grief, [Ugh, it can’t be helped!], said Sensei, who gained her resolve.

After hearing all of this, I guess I have to cooperate with her from now on.

[I understand. Then how about you live together with me until this all settles down?]

[Eh!…]

Sensei had a shocked expression on her face, but I continued:

[After today’s conversation, the only way to deal with these rough circumstances is to actually start living together. I think Sensei already knows this, but I live in a single house, my father rarely comes back home, and the rooms are empty. That’s why everything will be fine if Sensei comes to my house. You’ll live there for a limited time, until we can invite your parents, and I think it’ll lighten Sensei’s mental burden. If your parents see that we’re actually living together, I think it’ll all be fine.]

[B— But, aren’t I going to be troubling you? And plus, we’re Sensei and student…]

[Well, that may be true, but these are dire circumstances…And about causing me trouble, there’s something that I would like from you.]

[Something that you want from me?]

I responded to Sensei, who was tilting her head to the said, with a [Yes] and a head nod.

[You see, ever since my grandmother passed away 1 year ago, I couldn’t handle any of the housework, and so the inside of my house is a disaster…The reason I came here is because I have no idea how to cook…]

[I see. So in exchange for living together with you, you want me to help with the housework?]

[Yes, exactly. If you can do that for me, then I won’t have any problems. Also, I think some weird rumors would be spread around to the neighbors, so it’s best if you pretend you’re a housekeeper.]

[You’re right. That way, it won’t look weird with us living together. Your neighbors probably know that your father is busy with work, too.]

[Yes. And so, you should still be able to continue teaching like this.]

As I said that, Sensei looked up at me with apologetic eyes, and asked:

[But, is it really fine with you? I involved you in all of this nonsense, so wouldn’t abandoning me or something give you more freedom?]

When she asked that, I chuckled and said:

[Well, we’ve already come this far, so we’ll stick together until the end. Also, I want Sensei to be at her peak condition. Seeing depressed Sensei just doesn’t feel right.]

[Ara, what exactly is that supposed to mean? (Glare)]

[Ah, don’t worry about it…]

Sensei had a sharp glimmer in her eyes, and I averted my eyes, as if I was escaping from her.

[…Fufu!]

[!]

Seeing as Sensei rarely has any sort of smile on her face, my eyes unconsciously widened.

She’s always making such a scary face, so I thought she really was incapable of smiling, but she really can do it, eh!?

What a surprise.

She’s also really pretty, and honestly she’s extremely cute.

But if I think back, if that scary face is so she can keep up with appearances, I guess she wasn’t always this kind of Sensei in the first place.

Even if someone makes a big deal about being weak to black coffee, they can be surprisingly cute.

And then, while I was thinking that, Sensei noticed where I was looking.

[…What is it?]

You always refrain from smiling, so I want to ask why you always have a scary expression.

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[Ah, it’s just that I didn’t think Sensei was capable of smiling like that…]

[Hey, what do you think I am, a monster?]

[S— Sorry. I just don’t see you smile often at school, so…Ah, but it was really cute. I think it’s better if you smile more often.

[W— What are you saying!? You shouldn’t ridicule adults, you know!?]

[Enough!], said an embarrassed Sensei. Seeing this side of her was unexpected, but then I thought that she can be pretty cute at times.