Kissing My Student, It's Over if We're Caught-Chapter 3Volume 1 .6 - A Place of memories: Senseis room

Afterward, the orientation concluded without a hitch.

The proceeds from the mock shop were to be stored in the student council room’s safe after cleanup was completed.

At Kirihara’s request, I delivered the money just before school was dismissed.

The other classes had all finished their tasks. Kirihara was the only one left in the student council room.

For a little while, we could talk without worrying about prying eyes.

“Good work, Sensei.”

“Good work to you too, Kirihara. The student council work must be tough.”

“Mm-mm. Since I got to leave class duties early, not really.”

Kirihara counted the money with practiced hands, then entered the amounts into the ledger. Perhaps the incident behind the gym had reset her attitude towards me back to normal.

“It’s amazing. Our class made the most sales.”

“It’s thanks to Kirihara. Since the preparation was done early, everything went smoothly.”

“Fufu. It’s convenient to have someone who knows a lot about school matters, isn’t it?”

“Yeah. Really.”

“Did I manage to be helpful?”

“You know you did, even without asking.”

“But still, you can’t help want to be praised, right?”

Kirihara looked at me expectantly.

“…You helped a lot. Thank you.”

“You’re welcome. And my reward?”

“I didn’t prepare one.”

“Yeah, I figured. So, there’s something I’d like to request or rather, something I want to try.”

Grinning, Kirihara awaited my reaction.

I had a very bad feeling. As expected, Kirihara said something outrageous.

“Tomorrow’s a holiday, right? I want to visit Gin’s room.”

●

…The next day.

As the news and weather forecast predicted the year’s first intense hot day, I was sweating coldly at the station closest to my home.

As the train’s arrival time sent via message approached, my tension increased even further.

“Sorry to keep you waiting.”

A familiar voice came from the girl who looked like a gyaru and tapped me on the shoulder.

Her hair was chestnut-colored, with eyeshadow, false eyelashes, a light touch of cheek, and sunglasses perched on her forehead.

If she had been silent, I would have never guessed she was Kirihara, dressed so differently.

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The bare legs extending from her sleeveless shirt and shorts were dazzling, a stark contrast to her school uniform.

“What’s wrong?”

“…Women are terrifying.”

“Ahaha. Makeup is amazing, right?”

Kirihara easily wrapped her arms around mine. …Well, if she’s this unrecognizable, it’s fine.

“I learned to do makeup while I had a cold, from Naruse-san. Apparently, she used to specialize in makeup.”

Kirihara’s expression was very bright. Or rather, she seemed quite excited.

“Is it far from the station?”

“About a five-minute walk.”

“Then it’s close. I’m excited♪”

“It’s just a normal one-room apartment, you know?”

“That’s fine.”

I tried every possible way to convince her, mentioning that my place wasn’t cleaned, it was small, and I only had one futon, but Kirihara wouldn’t budge.

She cut off my concerns about being seen by someone with “I have a secret plan. I’ll make sure we won’t be caught.” Probably, her secret plan was the makeup.

I’m walking around in my usual clothes without disguising myself. If seen by a neighbor while disguised, it would attract more attention. Even if seen, it would just seem like I have a somewhat flashy girlfriend.

“By the way, your bag seems pretty heavy; what’s in it?”

Kirihara was carrying a travel-sized carry case. It was a compact type for short trips, but too large for just a change of clothes and disguise tools. The stay was supposed to be just for today…

“It’s a surprise for tonight. I hope you’ll be happy.”

Despite feeling an ominous aura, Kirihara spoke with a lively voice, truly looking happy.

I felt it unbecoming to pry further and walked in silence. Though I had my reservations, walking arm in arm with Kirihara wasn’t too bad.

“Excuse the intrusion.”

Upon arriving at my room, Kirihara gazed around the interior with curiosity.

“Huh, hmm,” she mumbled, looking around with interest.

“It’s quite clean.”

“I cleaned up. Don’t look too much. It’s not that interesting, right?”

“Eh, not at all. Besides, Gin, you were looking all over my house the first time. With pervy eyes.”

“I wasn’t!”

“Yes, you were. I was so embarrassed.”

While bantering, Kirihara took off her flashy clothes and changed into room wear.

“Well then… shall we play a game?”

In the end, this is what the two of us ended up doing alone.

The game system allowed for cross-play with mobile devices, so Kirihara played with me on a small screen.

It was the opposite of usual.

Though we were doing the same thing as always, having Kirihara in my room felt refreshingly new.

As the evening approached, I reheated the prepared meal to satisfy our hunger.

During that time, Kirihara stood up, saying, “Actually, I’ve brought something good.”

What came out of that carry case was a can of chu-hai. (tln : japanese beer can , Chūhai, an abbreviation of “shōchū highball”, is an alcoholic drink originating from Japan. Traditional chūhai is made with barley shōchū and carbonated water flavored with lemon,)

“Hey, you’re underage!”

“I won’t drink. I bought it for Gin to enjoy.”

“Where did you buy this?”

“At a convenience store.”

“Did they ask for ID?”

“They didn’t say anything. It is amazing what makeup can do, huh? Did I look like an older sister?”