151 – Escape
At first, it was just curiosity.
The reason I inadvertently spoke to the boy who looked as if he was carrying all the misfortunes of the world on his shoulders was whether it was simply an occupational disease as a counselor or because he looked like me.
I couldn’t figure out the reason until now, but the feelings I had for him were merely curiosity.
“It’s okay. “You can stay comfortably here as much as you want.”
But without showing those feelings on the outside.
I was used to showing a warm and kind side.
Because that was acting that I continued to do.
The boy drank his tea in silence.
“Can I ask your name?”
“…… “Yuuki Yuu.”
Muttering gravely, he put down his glass.
He just looked down as if he had nothing more to say.
He didn’t seem to have the strength to lift his head, and his shoulders were slumped.
“What class are you in? Oh, I’m sorry if you’ve seen me before. “I couldn’t remember everything because I was going through all the classes.”
He visited the entire school from first to third grade, but he could not remember a student named Yuuki.
I don’t remember everyone, but I thought a student with such a dark aura would leave an impression.
“This is my first time seeing you.”
Yuki looked at the floor and muttered.
“Oh, I see. “I guess you were absent that day.”
Continue the conversation.
“I am Kotomi Yanase. “I am a counselor who has recently been appointed to Sakuraba Academy.”
Because I was used to having conversations with students like this.
There will be no awkwardness or silence.
“If you have any concerns about school life or problems you are facing on your own, I hope you will feel free to let me know.”
“There is no such thing.”
A student who seemed to be walking around with the two letters ‘Unhappiness’ written on his forehead told a lie that anyone could tell.
This is also familiar.
“I see. “Then would you like to chat with the teacher for a moment?”
“…… “I don’t really want to do it.”
He turned his head and expressed his refusal.
“I see. Then there’s nothing we can do.”
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You cannot force it.
Forcing a student who doesn’t like it to sit down and open his mouth will only backfire.
This is not a professional clinic.
I didn’t have the right or desire to put Yuuki in that position anymore.
“Okay then.”
When Yuuki stood up, I followed him without realizing it.
I grabbed his wrist as he was about to leave.
“Wait a minute.”
When he looked back, there was no sparkle in his eyes.
There was only pitch-black darkness.
No one was visible in his eyes anymore.
I could understand Yuuki’s feelings.
“Yuuki-kun.”
Because.
“Will you come again next time? Please.”
Because I am also the same person.
***
Yanase’s lips were touching me.
But it wasn’t a kiss.
Because he barely stretched out his arms and prevented his lips from touching.
Her lips that touched my finger slowly fall.
“You… ….”
When she opened her mouth I quickly struck.
“Teacher. “Can’t we change places?”
Her silhouette looked at me quietly in the dark.
I couldn’t see that expression, but I could tell it was full of doubts.
“I smell like sweat. “I was nervous because I was doing physical education in the afternoon.”
This is a valid excuse.
Any lover, before engaging in an act, cleans his/her body neatly and cleanly.
Because it is courtesy towards each other.
I didn’t say anything strange. She didn’t reject her.
However, I could tell that Yanase was looking at me with an absurd expression.
“The teacher doesn’t care about that.”
“I care. Sha, I want to take a shower too.”
Yanase slowly leaves the bed. This bought me some time.
“… “There is a shower room in the night room in the old building.”
“Yes?”
At that moment, I realized something.
I thought it was strange too.
“No. Can’t we do it somewhere else? “I like a place that is less noticeable to others.”
I stood up, trembling jokingly.
It would be difficult if Yanase got tired of me and told me to leave.
“…… “Which one do you like?”
However, she still pretended to be gentle and asked insidiously.
“Home.”
“Huh?”
“Teacher’s house.”
At that moment she turned her body and looked at me.
Maybe because my eyes got used to the darkness, I started to see her expression little by little.
“Can I leave the house for a few days?”
Only then did she look surprised.
“I saw it earlier when I was cleaning the counseling room. Toiletries and other things.”
She deliberately put it in a cupboard or somewhere out of sight, but it caught my eye.
The toothbrush in the sink is understandable, but the body wash, shampoo, and treatment are strange. In addition, containers containing what appeared to be cosmetics were hidden deep inside the cupboard.
There will probably be a change of clothes and underwear too.
“Wouldn’t it be nice and comfortable in many ways to go home and rest?”
Furthermore, the same thing happened when I met her in the morning.
When I went to school early in the morning to meet Seo-ah, she was there before anyone else yesterday as well.
During times when teachers are not at work.
Kotomi Yanase was at school from early in the morning.
It was a guess based on those factors.
She doesn’t come home from work.
I bathe here, sleep, and do my daily routine as if I were living in a dormitory.
I could only say that it was strange.
“Home is… “It’s difficult.”
“Is that so?”
“Okay. But if it were somewhere else….”
“Why? “Do you have nowhere to return to?”
Could it be homeless?
I asked because I was quite worried. Yanase glanced at me and glared at me.
“No, I’m sorry. But I’m just worried….”
Yanase took her steps and turned on the light in her consulting room.
Looking back at the brightly lit counseling room, I sighed in relief.
“I can’t help it. “Then I have no choice but to head back for today.”
You can escape from here.
I carefully got up and quickly packed my bag.
“Ah, that’s a shame. Still, it was late… “I’ll just go now.”
I bowed my head and tried to get out before she changed her mind.
“Wait a minute.”
“Yes?”
My shoulder was grabbed.
I slowly turned around to see Yanase biting her lip and looking nervous.
“I think you know, but… What happened today. For others….”
“I won’t tell you.”
He said with a smile.
“Of course, the teacher doesn’t come home from work.”
She looked at me with a complicated expression for a moment.
Her eyes were still full of doubt. There seemed to be no other way for her now.
“…… Still, teacher. “It’s not good to leave your house empty forever.”
He said with a smile.
“I was just asking because I was worried about the teacher. Please call me anytime next time.”
I bow my head.
“Then let’s go.”
I open the door and come out in a hurry.
She looked suspicious until the end, but I quickly escaped and left the school.
I lived.
I almost got attacked by an unidentified heroine.
She is relieved that even if she committed a major sin against Haruna, she would have made the mistake of her lack of knowledge.
However, it could be said that the purpose was achieved to this extent.
She avoided being attacked by her and at the same time, she did not fall out with her.
In addition, we found out important information.
She doesn’t go home.
I thought I could find out more about Yanase if I dug deeper.
Specifically, checking her house.
I headed home, confident that I had succeeded in a plan that was more dangerous than ever.
***
The door closes.
I took a deep breath, walked over to the bed, and put my hand under her pillow.
She took out the tape recorder, sat down, and rubbed her forehead.
I never thought I would have seen it.
He suddenly said he wanted to change places and then mentioned home, which caught me off guard.
I put the recorder down on the desk.
I tried to remove it after doing it once, but it gets annoying if it sticks again and again.
I tried to isolate him by identifying his weaknesses with the transcript.
Rather, I was the one who caught the weakness.
I was lying down on my desk, fiddling with the recorder, and inadvertently pressed the play button.
The sound of heavy breathing followed by him falling onto the bed and panicking.
While I was listening to it blankly, I heard his natural voice.
– The teacher’s house. –
– Why? Do you have nowhere to return to? –
– I was just worried about the teacher…. –
I grabbed the recorder.
It’s funny.
Students are treating me like a fool.
I just touched it once out of mere curiosity. She arbitrarily entered the counseling room, dug up all of the other people’s secrets, and then returned with a hearty smile.
This was a man I couldn’t tell if he was making fun of me or if it was just his nature.
– Please call me anytime next time. –
Do you want me to call you anytime next time?
Little by little, my anger began to rise.
– I was just worried about the teacher…. –
The recorder turned upside down and his voice was heard again.
– Please call me anytime next time. –
I kept listening to that voice with the feeling of losing.
If there is a next time, press it from above, peel it off, and eat it once. To separate.