Shinmai Maou no Keiyakusha - Book 4: Chapter 1: Doing what is Possible for You

Today, within the grounds of Hijirigasaka Academy, a lot of people were gathered in a certain space.

Classes already ended, yet the audio-visual room was filled with noise and activity.

–Right now, a group of people charged with a task have gathered in the AV room

The sports festival will be held next month, and they are the organizing committee. Before the foldable table in front of the blackboard, are the seats for the students in the committee. The purpose of this meeting, was to plan for the preparations that have to begin before summer break begins, and for the consolidation of the information on hand that was to be handed to those who were at the table for the first time. With the meeting about to start —

「Say… The percentage of boys here seems to be much too exaggerated to be real… 」

Sitting near front left of the seats was Basara Toujo, who let out a sigh upon hearing that from the row before him.

Sitting with her legs spread apart while looking at Basara’s back — the one who had just said was near the back of the room, Basara’s classmate Aikawa Shiho. Following that, Sakaki Chika who sat beside her also nodded in agreement.

「Hmm… So it’s really because those two are here that they’re here…」

With that, their sights moved towards Basara — or rather, his left and right sides.

And the two that were the cause of it spoke:

「They’re giving it too much thought. It’s not set in stone that we are the cause. 」

「Agreed, there probably isn’t that much of a link between that and us. 」

The ones who spoke so indifferently, were the two「Princesses」adored by the male students of Hijirigasaka Academy — Naruse Mio and Nonaka Yuki. However, their words seemed unconvincing in light of the situation; though the ones who would join the committee just to fool around were mostly boys, there was just too great a disparity between the number of boys and girls.

–At the beginning, it was Basara, Yuki, and Mio who volunteered to be the ones from class 1B in the organizing committee.

Originally, the ones to be on the committee was to be decided a the day before yesterday, but no one came forward. Sakazaki-sensei, wishing to respect the individual wills of the students, had in the end postponed the decision day after day until the morning of the first meeting. But still, the decision was still not made. Hence, the three of them saw it as an opportunity, and raised their hands.

Because they already had a discussion about the sports festival back at home.

And this matter should have ended right there, but calls of「ME TOO! 」and「I’ll join too!」suddenly stormed the place. In the end, Sakazaki couldn’t stand it any longer, and the matter was concluded after reducing the final number to five persons via balloting.

So, the ones who were chosen, are Toujou Basara, Naruse Mio, Nonaka Yuki, Aikawa Shiho, and Sakaki Chika. Although there was the problem of the proportions of the genders, the drawing of the ballots was fairly, and Sakazaki rejected the other students. Just like that, the ones to be sent were decided. But still —

The news had definitely spread too fast…

Through communications with phones and the internet, it seemed that within a few hours, the news that Mio and Yuki were on the committee had already spread around the school. Just then, Shiho said with a sly smile:

「Toujou, why don’t you take a look behind you? 」

「…Please spare me. Since just now, the gazes that’s already on me will definitely cause balding on the back of my head. 」

The back of my head right now is definitely more sensitive towards the looks from boys than the sensitivity of the breasts of the girls.^[1] This definitely somewhat implicated the safety of my life. Basara said with the tiredness from the bottom of his heart:

「Ah haha, it sure is hard on you, Toujou…」

Seeing Sakaki trying to comfort him with drooping brows, he then released another sigh.

–Recently, Basara had been able to chat with Aikawa and Sakaki at close range like just now.^[2]

Both Aikawa and Sakaki had their minds controlled because of Zolgear’s plan, now they had forgotten about what had happened during that time. But having part of their memories completely muddy had made them uneasy, and so on the next day when they had returned to normal, Yuki explained to them about the gap in their memories. With their number of chances for chatting increasing, the two who were close with Mio, closed the gap they had with Yuki.

But since Yuki wasn’t the type to chat a lot, she was just reading her book while Mio was chatting and laughing together with the others. And since Aikawa and Sakaki knew clearly what her personality was like, they didn’t think that anything was wrong, and continued chatting. It wasn’t too long after that Basara who lived together with Mio and Yuki began talk with with Aikawa and Sakaki. Thinking back on the changes in their relationships in the past few days, Basara couldn’t help but to sneak look at Sakaki who was chatting with Mio.

「Please, Toujou… Notice me more… 」

When Sakaki’s mind was controlled, she said some things that had showed her affections towards Basara.

It’s unclear if it was instilled into her during the brainwashing, or if it was really her hidden real feelings. While the situation truly bothered some people, it wasn’t an easy matter to pursue. Basara only knows that Sakaki was a warm and kind girl; being able to rescue her unharmed — he was satisfied.

–However, it seems that someone wasn’t happy that Basara was looking at Sakaki.

A fine hand suddenly showed up, feeling up Basara’s thigh under the table.

” ! —?”

This sudden unexpected situation caused Basara to stiffen his body.

「? What’s wrong? 」

「No-Nothing… Really.」

Mio asked with doubt from his side, and Basara answered evasively. Though she felt that something was off, she turned back to continue chatting with Sakaki and Aikawa. Only then, did Basara turn to look at the one feeling up his thigh — Yuki.

Not only Mio who was sitting on his side, Sakaki and Aikawa who was sitting in the row in front him had their sight blocked by the table. Thus, they didn’t realized what just happened under the table.

–After the battle with Zolgear, Yuki, Mio and even Maria had kissed Basara’s.

Since then — Yuki had become even more bold in her advances at Basara.

「——-」

When Basara tried using his line of sight to signal Yuki to stop, she moved her line of sight back to her book, acting like she didn’t understand. Just like that, she’s using a hand to flip the pages of her book, while her other hand wandered about Basara’s thigh.

…Oi! Stop playing around, Yuki!

Reading a book by J. D. Salinger, while secretly feeling someone else’s inner thigh. Since when did Yuki become such a lustful bookworm girl?

–Oi, stop… If you continue, something will happen in my cornfield…

…Wait, what is my cornfield referring to?

He carefully grabbed Yuki’s hand that was on his thigh, to not let the other three find out about it. Yet Yuki took the opportunity to cross her fingers with Basara.

「……!」

It certainly has turned into an even more dangerous situation. But if he were to let go of Yuki’s hand, who knows where she would touch next. Thus, Basara could only helplessly surrender his left hand to Yuki. Just then, –

“– Hello, Princess Mio.”

A male student suddenly said that to Mio, and just sat down at the remaining empty seat beside her. Mio gave him a glance, and coldly said:

“Donoue-senpai… Hello.”

Basara also recognised that face. In the past when the supporters of both Mio’s and Yuki’s camp had surrounded him behind the school building, he was the leader of Mio faction. Right, his name is Donoue Shouhei.

“…Wasn’t it because that the year threes had to prepare for their graduation that the committee was to be made up of only year ones and twos?”

Mio hadn’t even bothered to look at him when she asked this question.

“Well, that’s how it is. But, it wasn’t said that it was an absolute rule. Since Princess Mio has come, how can we not come – isn’t that right?

Donoue turned his head to look behind, and behind him was a row of people from Mio faction whom he had met before.

“Princess Yuki –”

This time, another voice came from his other side.

So it’s him this time…

Hozumi Kaiji, a year three and leader of Yuki faction, also one of the ones who had surrounded behind the school building back then. But this time, he seemed to have more respect than Donoue, standing at the side like the other Yuki supporters. Basara then carefully let go of Yuki’s hand, in order to not be found out, and then —

“We have also joined the committee – Please guide us in our work.”

Yuki took a glance at Hozumi who looked like a model student with a soft expression, and let out a 「Humph~」, expressing her displeasure, and ignored him. Yet after seeing her reaction, Hozumi had a happy face, and then returned to the side of the other Yuki fans.

On his other side — in contrast to Hozumi, Donoue continued to occupy the seat beside Mio, refusing to leave.

“Of course I know that studying for graduation or for future education are all important; however, I value the time spent with princess even more.”

He is indeed handsome, and those were some pretty nice words, but why does it sound so ridiculous?

Basara thought while looking at Donoue, but he was glared back at by him. Hence, he then moved away his line of sight. Right now, , Aikawa and Sakaki was also present and they seem uncomfortable from being surrounded by fans from the Mio and Yuki factions, trying to avoid conflict with them. Just then —

“Oi, Donoue… It’s about time you return to your own seat, or else how will we start this briefing?”

A saviour has appeared. It was one of Basara’s teachers, Sakazaki.

“These are the seats for the first years, the ones for third years are behind. The school had respected your wishes in making an exception and letting you participate. But still, you have to follow the rules, being the role models for your underclassmen, okay?”

Donoue’s face visibly changed, but he still maintained his hearty smile.

“Tch… Fine fine, I get it. See you later, Princess.”

Smacking his lips together^[3], he then left Mio’s side. Hence, —

“Thank you teacher… You saved me.”

“Don’t worry about it… You didn’t do anything wrong.”

Basara expressed his gratitude, and Sakazaki had a bitter smile on.

“But teacher, what are you doing here? Wasn’t supervising the committee the task of the second years’ gym teachers?”

“That originally was the case… But it seems that teacher Gotou suddenly received a hip injury, and since the other gym teachers are busy with the Association Advisory, the task has then fallen onto me, who was free.

“Haish~… Taking upon himself a task which no one will thank him for… Good grief~.”

Aikawa then jokingly said to the helplessly shrugging Sakazaki.

“It can’t be helped. This sort of job was to be done by the rookies after all.”

With that, Sakazaki headed towards the student council members who were currently organizing the documents. After that —

「You really were just saved back then, Mio… You too, Yuki. After all, those seniors…」

Upon hearing Sakaki who had remained silent up till now expressing her concern for the two —

「Don’t worry about it. That person back then, while I do not know how much self-confidence he has, it seems that he thinks I’ll hook up with him if he were to act like he’s a good friend of mine. Really, what an idiot… There’s got to be a limit to stupidity, even him… 」

「I’m fine too. I’ve already told them that I have completely no interest in them. 」

「Woah… You two really are cruel. 」

「Am I? What I just said was just the truth though… 」

「Exactly. Isn’t unwanted expectations from other people troublesome? 」

Just as Mio and Yuki, were cutting ties with Donoue and Hozumi in broad daylight.

A female student wearing the student council armband stood up from her position at the table before the blackboard.

“– Please take your seats now. The briefing for the first-time organizing committee members of the sports festival will be starting now.”

With the announcement, the other council members also began moving, passing out notes for the briefing. After confirming that everyone had received a copy of the notes —

“I am the vice-president of the student council, Kajiura Rikka, and the chairperson of the organizing committee for this year’s sports festival. Nice to meet you.”

Finishing her portion, applause filled the room.

–In Hijirigasaka Academy, the school celebration was held in spring, while the sports festival was held in autumn. The school celebration is the biggest event for the students, and it can be said that it was the brainchild of the student organizing committee. Setting the Cultural Festival in the spring, was to let the third year students in the committee organise themselves an unforgettable celebration. And the sports festival can be said to be practice for the smooth preparation for the school celebration. Hence, the third years will not interfere in that, to allow the second years to gain experience. Thus, the vice-president Kajiura Rikka is the one responsible for overseeing this sports meet.

“Firstly, I’ll be talking about the committee member list that the teachers have given me. It would seem that the number of volunteers this year have almost doubled from last year. However –”

Kajiura said seriously, as if giving a warning:

“Although having many people will make things easier, I would like to give everyone a reminder. If there seems to be too many people in a department, the student council will transfer some people to another department. And due to the number of volunteers, it will be more difficult for the persons-in-charge of each department to take command of everyone, increasing the overall difficulty of coordinating various departments together.”

With her serious announcement, a small commotion started in the room.

…Heh, it can’t be helped after all…

Kajiura should already know that the majority of the people had impure motives in coming. This time, the third years Donoue and Hozumi even came, adding to the abnormality of the situation; this also means that the third years will be ordered about by second years. Thus, the overall-in-charge, Kajiura, will definitely need considerable mental preparation and determination to perform her duties well.

“– We shall now start with having everyone choosing their desired departments. On the second and third pages of your notes are the details on the various departments. You have ten minutes, so please take this time to learn about the responsibilities of the departments, and decide which one you would like to volunteer in”

Sitting down after saying [You may begin now], an uproar started in the room.

「– So, what shall we choose? 」

Aikawa who was in the row in front turned back and asked, and Mio who was beside Basara raised her sight from the notes, and replied:

「Um… What shall I choose… What about you, Basara? 」

「That… 」

Being asked that question, Basara flipped through the notes again.

In charge of planning the competitions and the itinerary

In charge of the production and updating of the information on the flyers

In charge of preparing the applications for the equipment needed for the sports meet

In charge of the management of the budget allocated, and the auditing of all transactions

In charge of the making of the archway over the main entrance, setting up of the decorations, and assisting in the assembly operations of the equipment

Logically speaking, the ‘hottest’ department^[4] would be , followed by that has the least work, which is then followed by .

And giving the top management headaches are the and departments, that will undoubtedly be the ones lacking enough manpower. Thus, most of the people will probably be transferred to either of the two departments. To Basara, he would be fine with it if he got transferred to a department in need of manpower, but —

…If any trouble were to come up.

While knowing that some people would come just because Mio and Yuki came, he had never expected Hozumi or Donoue from the third years to be one of them. If he were to be sent to the same department as one of them, it will result in a bad atmosphere. But if he were to be in the same department as with either Mio or Yuki, while they were in some other department, it will undoubtedly bring about resentment.

But what Basara wants to avoid most of all, is both of them being in the same department with either Mio or Yuki, while he himself was in some other department.

If anything comes up, it’ll cause the whole committee a lot of trouble. While he was thinking seriously,

“Umm… May I interrupt you for a while?”

A voice suddenly came from beside him, causing Basara to raise his head confusedly, and —

…Huh?

When Basara saw the owner of the voice, his mind suddenly went into a state of confusion. The person, was a considerably cute female student — sporting short hair, with big eyes under her glasses and giving off the feel of a timid puppy, inducing the instinct of protecting someone. There were no problems from him with this.

The problem was that the uniform the person was wearing was the same as Basara’s, a male school uniform. Four more people also had the same expression as Basara – filled with doubt and confusion. While everyone had no idea on how they should respond —

“Eh… Why are you wearing the boys’ uniform?”

Aikawa bluntly said aloud the conflict in everyone’s hearts that had silenced them.

“About that… I apologise if I caused any misunderstandings. I am really a boy.”

That person answered while scratching his face in embarrassment:

“I am Tachibana Nanao from the student council. Umm, you are Toujou, you are Naruse and you are Nonaka, right? Sorry for disturbing you while you’re trying to make a decision.”

No matter which angle you at it, Tachibana has quite the feminine charms.

“Our vice-president would like to talk to you three about something… if it is fine with you?”

After that, they followed Tachibana to the preparation room next door.

The room was approximately four square metres large, with the shelf by the wall densely packed with devices and documents — Vice-president Kajiura, was standing in the center of the room waiting for them.

“Um, vice-president… I have brought them.”

“…Thank you, Tachibana.”

After thanking Tachibana, Kajiura then looked at Basara and the others coldly, and let out a slight sigh.

“There isn’t much time, so I’ll be blunt — are you not planning to leave the organizing committee?”

And told them her reason for wanting to see them without a shred of hesitation.

…Aah, I guess so too.

Basara wasn’t particularly surprised. When Tachibana said that Kajiura wanted to see them, he had already guessed what it would be about. Kajiura suddenly lowered her eyes, and said:

“Sorry… I had no intent to blame you. But as I’ve said before, there are too many volunteers this time, and there are already enough problems brought about by the number of people. The motivation of majority of the volunteers are completely unrelated to the sports festival itself, and even the third years are present. While there isn’t a way to not let everyone go out of control, we can’t really afford to expend the extra effort doing that.”

“……I see.”

Originally, the organizing committee should be comprised of only year one and year two students. This is because the sports meet was organised and executed under the directive of the second years, in order to create an environment to ensure the smooth handover of orders within the organizing committee, to smoothly integrate everyone into the committee as a whole. But if the third years join in, and with ulterior motives to boot, it would cause anomalies in the chain of command within the committee, leading a collapse.

Kajiura and the other members of the student council were different from the organizing committee members, having started on the preparations before the summer vacation began. For organizing a successful sports festival, they wouldn’t hesitate working on this even over the break.

…While I had really wanted to stay, it just doesn’t seem possible.’’

Basara’s thoughts are that he doesn’t want to bring about trouble to the people around him, and Mio and Yuki likely felt that way too. Hence —

“I understand. Although it would be a pity, –”

When Basara was about to voluntarily leave the committee, the door of the room opened. The one who came in, was Sakazaki.

“What’s wrong, Kajiura, it is almost time… –Wait, what’s wrong?”

He felt the strange atmosphere in the room, and asked surprisedly.

“Sensei, I apologize… It’s regarding the students from your class.”

Kajiura showed no intention in hiding it from the teacher-in-charge Sakazaki, and told him of her request for them to withdraw. Sakazaki remained in thought for a while, and said:

“Perhaps this may cause those who came just because of Mio and Yuki to leave too… But as the organizing committee is also one of the extra-curricular activities, it would be problematic for me to allow them to withdraw.”

“But if this continues…”

“Additionally, this may also give the others an excuse to quit the committee.”

Kajiura raised objections from a student’s perspective, and Sakazaki raised points from the perspective of a teacher.

“Amongst the members of the organizing committee from the various classes, there are many who volunteer because they wanted to; they are here as a result of methods like voting and balloting. If an opportunity to withdraw were to show up, they would immediately take it.”

“Then at least… –! …Nevermind, forget that I had said anything.”

Kajiura suddenly held back with what she wanted to say, and lowered her head while biting her lip. What she wanted to say was probably [Then at least we could ask the third years to withdraw?]. But Donoue and Hozumi were the leaders of the Mio and Yuki factions, and they would undoubtedly bring about trouble from sabotage because of the resentment brought about if they were to be too coarse in trying to get them to leave.

“If it’s like this…” Basara chimed in:

“Umm, Kajiura-senpai… If there’s problems with us withdrawing, how about making use of us instead? It would more or less make the preparations smoother…”

“…..That would bring about some situations that are against you though.”

Kajiura said worriedly.

“It can’t be helped. After all, we didn’t join the committee to have fun.”

“I’m… mentally prepared for that.”

Listening to the bitterly smiling Mio and the indifferent Yuki’s answers, Kajiura lowered her head for a while, before mumbling “All right…”

“Then I would like to request for Naruse to join , and for Nonaka to join , would that be fine? These departments are those where it’ll be better the more people there are, and there would definitely be enough manpower if you are there. If I remember correctly, there are two more girls from your class, right? I’m afraid that something will happen if there’s only one female in a department, so I’ll need to trouble you to ask them to join these two departments. I will be appointing people from the student council to be in charge of the two departments, and will definitely not allow the third years to do as they wish.”

Mio and Yuki nodded to show their agreement, and Kajiura then said apologetically:

“Sorry… I will be keeping an eye on them and will try not to put you into any troubling situations.

One could see from her expression that her original request for them to withdraw was not so that they could easier manage the committee, but in fact for their well-being. Thus, —

“I will join another department in that case, to avoid any unnecessary confrontations.”

Basara said to Kajiura, but —

“There is no need for that, Toujou. I would like to invite you to join the student council and assist in the management of all the departments.”

“Joining the student council and giving my assistance, you say…?”

Basara responded with repeating the question. Kajiura nodded and said:

“That’s right, joining the student council I said. If anything comes up, there won’t be the problem of interfering in a department’s work. When the time comes, I will tell you what to do, so put your mind at ease and give your assistance to Naruse and Nonaka.

After that, the assignment of the volunteers to the departments went as anticipated.

Mio had joined , and Donoue and the others from the Mio faction followed her to that department; Yuki had joined , and Hozumi and the others from the Yuki faction followed her in; Aikawa and Sakaki and listened to their explanation when they got back, and had readily joined the two departments. As most of the volunteers who had joined the committee only cared about the fate of only either Mio or Yuki, the announcement of Basara joining the student council to help had apparently went unnoticed. With that, the first briefing for the organizing committee for the sports festival came to an end.

Basara then separated from Mio and Yuki and went towards the infirmary alone. It was because he had an unfulfilled promise. Although they wanted to walk home together after he was done with his work, however —

…Today’s been really inconvenient.

Making enemies at the briefing, letting the two of them into the limelight, and not knowing how to go home together with a low profile? Such behaviour that stimulates their surroundings, definitely needs to be avoided.

…After all, we had only managed to remain in the committee with difficulty.

In Basara’s heart, there are that made him to want to make the sports festival a success.

Although he had wanted to be friends with more people, this was only his second try. His only friend right now is Takigawa.

Thus, he wanted to be on the organizing committee no matter what, and work hard until the end of the sports festival. Reviewing his determination while walking through the corridor, he then arrived at the door to the infirmary.

“–Sorry for interrupting.”

After a voice telling him to come in came through the door, what greeted him immediately was a burst of refreshing soft air.

–No matter how many times Basara came here, he felt that the infirmary is the place that he can relax the most in.

Was it because that the air here is especially fresh? — Of course there’s equipment for air conditioning and filtration installed in the infirmary, as the main purpose for the infirmary is for the treatment of injuries. Still, this is the place where the people that were sick or were down with injuries gather, so the depressing mood that’s supposed to be here should bring about a heavy atmosphere, just like how most people feel that the atmosphere at the hospitals were not good. However, this infirmary managed to maintain a sanctuary-like atmosphere. But —

“Weird….?”

Looking around the room, the person in charge of the room wasn’t at the office table by the window; the person was at the sick bed by the door instead, and had pulled aside the white curtain a little.

“–This voice, is it you, Toujou?”

“Yes, it is me… Sensei, you can tell?”

“Is that strange? I had talked with you quite often, so it should be normal for me to able to recognise your voice, right?”

“Eh, if you say so….”

That was different from a homeroom teacher remembering the voices of their students… A teacher in the infirmary had to take care of all the students in the school; it’s scary how good her auditory memory is if she’s able to recognise a person just by hearing the student’s voice through the door. Additionally, —

“…Are you thinking of indecent things?”

“No, why would I?”

Her intuition is unbelievably accurate… As Basara was thinking this, —

“Actually, you came at just the right timing — Toujou, there’s something that I need your help with. I’m sorry, but could you come over for a moment?”

“? Eh, okay…”

He originally thought was that his help was needed in taking care of an injured student — but that doesn’t seem to be the case.

Hasegawa appears to be alone on the other side of the curtain. If that’s the case, didoesd she need my help in changing the sheets? Once he went past the curtain,–

“Ah—?”

He froze with a stupid look on his face the moment he saw Hasegawa.

“–Eh? What’s wrong, Toujou?”

Hasegawa had a dazed expression on after seeing Basara’s reaction — she was wearing a one-piece swimsuit, with a white coat over it.

He had seen Mio and Yuki both wearing dazzling one-piece swimsuits countless times, and had already developed a considerable degree of resistance to it. But still, the get-up Hasegawa was in still managed to halt Basara’s thoughts.

— Toujou Basara, had never seen Hasegawa wear anything other than her usual clothing.

Still, he knew clearly how beautiful Hasegawa was, with her breasts grander than Mio’s and butt fuller than Yuki’s. In short, her body proportions were definitely amazing.

Yet – he hadn’t understood just how strong the charms of a beautiful mature woman was. With his paralyzed mind, he then barely managed to understand the situation —

“Se-Sensei! What are you doing!”

Excitement and confusion caused Basara’s voice to be raised.

“Well… There’s a class having a swimming class in a few days, apparently there is a student who has a relatively weak body in that class. I will be going with them to observe the boy..”

Hasegawa said truthfully.

“I had advised him to not participate as usual, but he had insisted on joining in no matter what. Since the student had wanted to join the class so badly, I as a teacher attempt to fulfil his wishes. And so I had given him permission to do so, on the condition that I’ll be observing at the sides.”

But still —

“It seems that there are currently no school swimsuits in my size… While I might have been able to fit into a two-piece, it seems that the dean had said that it wouldn’t be good to wear that during a class. And so, I could only have one custom-made for me from outside the school. As for the product…”

Stopping here, Hasegawa then moved her hand towards the zipper that was only done halfway in between her cleavage —

“Unluckily, the zipper seems to be stuck, not budging even after I pulled on it. Sorry, Toujou — can you help me undo this zipper?”

“Eh… That probably won’t be good. While ignoring the status as a teacher or student, it would be better if this kind of task was done by a female…”

Only a teacher will ask a male student to take off her swimsuit in a pornography, right? No, one should already be surprised when she said that her swimsuit had to be custom-made since her breasts were too large.

But right now, Basara could only tentatively bring his sight to the side, trying to avoid looking at Hasegawa.

“—-!”

Only to see another thing which he shouldn’t see. Her clothes that had been taken off to put on the swimsuit were folded nicely on the sick bed by the side; while that would still be fine by itself, what’s problematic was the small stack beside it — the black lacy lingerie that’ll instigate indecent thoughts. With all these in this small confined space, it just seems too unreal. Just then —

“I understand that. Just like you said, I should be asking another female for help… But as I already have great strength amongst of the females, I doubt other females can do it if I can’t. Therefore, I can only ask a male for help, right?”

“But…”

Ignoring a protest, Hasegawa continued:

“It’s a good thing that you appeared at this timing. I was originally even considering calling for you for your help.”

“Ah…? Wh-Why me?”

“For no special reason… When I was thinking about asking for help, you just naturally came to my mind.”

Can’t I, Toujou?

“Well, I’ll say it from my viewpoint then. Since it’s a request of this nature, of course I’ll prefer someone I’m closer with.”

“You do have a point there, but still…”

Just why did it have to be me? Upon seeing Basara’s confused and fearful look, —

“It’s okay if you really don’t want to…”

Concealing her disappointment, Hasegawa then said while pressing her hand against her breasts:

“Then can you help me find another male to help? I don’t really want to use scissors since I’ve only worn this once.”

Hearing these words, Basara finally gave up on declining and made up his mind —

“……I understand. Please allow me help you.”

He replied after taking a deep breath. Basara had borrowed the infirmary every time Mio activated the curse of the master-servant contract and Hasegawa had helped him multiple times when he had trouble with his school life; receiving a request from Hasegawa was honorable regardless of the circumstances, and since he has a chance to repay her kindness, he couldn’t voice it out even if he wanted to reject her.

Besides…

Hasegawa had specifically asked for Basara’s help, and thus finding another male to help her can’t really be justified. Hearing Basara’s reply, Hasegawa smiled and said:

“Is that so? It’s really great that you’re willing to help.”

“…It’s nothing. After all, there isn’t any other way other than doing it myself.”

Basara moved beside Hasegawa who had a smile on, and said:

“I’ll try not to touch you in any other places…”

“Thank you for your kind thoughts, but I’ll prefer it if you focus on zipper. It’ll all be for nought if the situation turns worse when you hesitate too much, so just focus on the zipper for now.”

Basara nodded, and let her sit on the bed.

He then stood in front of her, observing the structure of her swimsuit.

…I see.

While it had the appearance of a one-piece swimsuit, it had no shoulder straps; the material was supposed to cover the area around her neck and shoulders like a standing collar, with the zipper in the centre. From the looks of it, it might not be possible to first pull down the top opening to her shoulders, and then removing it entirely by pulling it downwards.

“Umm… Sorry, but could sensei release your arms? I’ll like to see the condition of the zipper head.”

“Like this…?”

Hasegawa slowly released her arms that were holding up her breasts. Seeing its overwhelming volume and softness, his heartbeat rose wildly; he continued honestly, inspecting the zipper head that was now visible, trying not to touch her breasts while moving the zipper about to test it. The zipper head was really stuck, not moving at all. To try resolving this situation —

“…Please wait for a moment.”

Basara left the side of the bed after saying that, and brought over the bottle of milk soap by the sink.

“May I use this? I would like to try lubricating the zipper.”

“Of course you can… You can do whatever you want to do.”

Obtaining her permission, he pressed on the pump, squeezing the soap around the zipper head.

The whitish viscous liquid stained Hasegawa’s breasts bit-by-bit just like that. Not only on the outer visible surface, Basara also brought the head of the pump into the swimsuit, and squeezed it carefully. Just then, —

“Nnn…!”

As if she felt an itch, Hasegawa twisted her body a little while breathing heavily.

“! …I-I’m sorry…”

“Ah, don’t worry about it, I was just a little surprised. Speaking of which, Toujou… While this will give the zipper lubrication, wouldn’t the head also become slippery?”

Her question was to be expected. And so Basaras replied:

“Yes, but it wouldn’t matter — because I’m not pulling it.”

“Is that so? Then how do you plan to–”

Hasegawa stopped here as both of Basara’s hands had then grabbed the parts above the stuck zipper on both sides. After that —

“—-I’m pulling it now.”

Without waiting for a response, Basara forcefully pulled the two sides apart, as if wanting to pull the swimsuit into two pieces.

Because he had applied forces equally from both his hands, the stuck zipper moved downwards with a sound effect — Hasegawa’s breasts to her belly button revealed itself, her overflowing breasts popping out boldly to celebrate their freedom.

Ah…

At the same time, a sweet aroma filled his lungs. It probably accumulated within the swimsuit, the scent of Hasegawa’s body – Hasegawa’s feminine scent.

“—-!”

Thus he had forgotten to close his eyes in that moment, and found himself staring at the large breasts in front of him while his mind was overwhelmed. At that moment —

“…Your method appears to have been slightly more aggressive than I had expected.”

“I-I’m sorry!”

She said nonchalantly while letting her breasts be looked at. Basara panicky turned his head, and turned around so that his back was facing her.

“I wasn’t blaming you. I was the one that had asked for your assistance, and you had done what was asked of you. There were just some mishaps along the way, that’s all.”

Hasegawa’s giggling voice came from behind him, and she quipped:

“And to think that you would be so rough in taking off a girl’s clothes.”

“I wasn’t, and I didn’t mean to…”

With conditions like the state of the zipper, saving time, and avoiding touching Hasegawa, he thought it through and chose the method he deemed most suitable.

“Well, thank you. Thanks to you, I don’t have to cut up this new swimsuit anymore.”

“Well… I guess it’s good if I managed to help you.”

“You did — speaking of which, Toujou, help me with one more thing.”

“Wh-What is it this time…?”

Hasegawa said to Basara who had an eyebrow raised tensely:

“It’s nothing big. I just wanted to ask you to help bring over the wet wipes from the medicine cabinet and towel from the drawer underneath it from the other side the room.”

She smiled and continued:

“Well, I am on a bed right now with a whitish viscous liquid on my breasts, it’s as if like I had helped you『Do it with my breasts』. It just feels inappropriate.” ^[5]

“I-I’ll bring it over immediately!”

Saying that — Toujou Basara panicky moved to get the requested items. A few minutes later —

“–Sorry to keep you waiting.”

Hasegawa pulled the curtains apart and got off from the bed after cleaning up and putting on her clothes.

Wearing high heels, she walked to before the small movable stool Basara was sitting on – and sat down on the chair by her office table, putting her leg up on the table and turning towards him.

“Well then, what did you come over for today? From your looks, there doesn’t seem to be any uncomfortableness, right?”

“Yes. It’s about… It’s the promise I had made with you before.”

Basara extended his left hand. On the ring finger, was the bandage Hasegawa put on due to the injury from the basketball game during last week’s gym class.

“After sensei helped me with the injury, I hadn’t experienced any pain since then. My reason for coming here was to ask you if it would be fine to take it off already.”

Hearing Basara’s explanation, Hasegawa took his extended left hand and examined the affected area, and said:

“…I see. It appears that you had listened to me and didn’t move it too much.”

“Well, I did promise you after all…”

To tell the truth, the only reason the bandage is still on was that it was unexpectedly tough. After Hasegawa dressed it, it had survived through the abduction by Zolgear, the fight with Takigawa, the event with Maria, and finally the fight with Zolgear; the bandage was undamaged after going through so many events and remained on his finger.

Perhaps Hasegawa’s skills was just that great.

“—So, is it fine to take it off yet?”

“Well… It’ll be fine to take it off already, since its purpose has been served.”

With that, Hasegawa undid the bandage on his finger and used wipes to clean the area, and asked:

“There isn’t any pain with this, right?”

Basara nodded.

“I see… Then there shouldn’t be any problems with it. However, it doesn’t mean that it has completely healed even if there isn’t any pain, so don’t go putting too much a burden on it.”

She then released his left hand.

“All right — thank you teacher.”

Just as he was about to leave after giving a slight nod —

“Ah, Toujou… Do you have anything on later?”

“No, I’m planning to go straight home after this.”

It was already almost six when he had come over after the organising committee briefing ended.

As it’s October right now, and the sun had already set, so it should already be dark outside.

“I see… Then please accompany me later, if it’s all right?” ^[6]

“Accompany you, teacher? To where?”

Hasegawa giggled, looking at Basara having a misunderstanding, and said:

“—Have you forgotten? There was another promise between us.”

After organising committee briefing ended, Naruse Mio and Nonaka Yuki did as Basara asked and returned home without waiting for him.

They stopped by a nearby supermarket on their way home as Maria had called, asking them to buy some groceries while on their way back.

“Right… That should probably be all.”

“It is. Everything in Maria’s text message is already here.”

Yuki pushed the cart alongside Mio, and nodded after checking her mobile phone screen.

Finally leaving the supermarket after waiting in line at the checkout for a long time, their phones received a text message at the same time. They originally thought it was Maria asking for them for get some more groceries, but the sender turned out to be Basara. Thus, they checked its contents – only to fall silent at the same time.

“Is the sender Basara on your side too?”

“……It’s probably the same message.”

Something cropped up, thus he would be home late, no need to prepare his share of dinner, and ending it with an apology. Having looked at the contents, Mio and Yuki looked at each other and sighed. Just then —

“—Hi, good evening to the both of you.”

A familiar voice caused them to turn around and look, and standing there was a male wearing the same school uniform as them.

“Takigawa…”

Mio said out the youth’s name, her voice sounding stiff; Yuki’s expression visibly thickened, and became slightly nervous. Seeing their reactions, Takigawa smiled bitterly and said:

“You need not look at me with those eyes. After all, I am not your enemy.”

With Zolgear as his predecessor, he is currently Mio’s observer; His name is Lars, and his real identity is that of a spy sent by the Moderates faction into the Current Demon Lord faction — that is all that Mio and Yuki knew about Takigawa. They were told that Takigawa had provided a lot of help from the shadows during the events with Zolgear. He had also given Basara information about the characteristics of Zest’s magics, helped him infiltrate Zolgear’s lair, and helped Maria save her mother; he protected Mio while keeping her in the dark, similar to Maria. Hence, to Mio and the others, Takigawa should be called a saviour. However —

“I have already said this before – I am very grateful to you, but I still cannot forgive you.”

Takigawa had attacked Mio and Basara in the past. Basara was just a hindrance in his eyes back then, hence he killed him before Mio, forcefully awakening Wilbert’s power that was sleeping in her body which pushed the Moderates faction to increase Mio’s protection.

Of course, Takigawa was protecting Mio from the shadows as a demon from the Moderates while being a spy in the Current Demon Lord faction responsible for observing Mio. He has his own viewpoint and concerns.

But still, Mio and Yuki hadn’t forgotten that Takigawa had bedevilled Basara about his past while playing the enemy – forcefully reopening the wound in his heart and giving him major injuries. And so —

“If you ever hurt Basara again, I will definitely never forgive you and kill you a hundred times, even if it means returning kindness with ingratitude.”

“Ah haha… to be hated so much…”

Takigawa shrugged while facing Mio’s murderous intent.

“So… what are you here for? Didn’t you say that you will think of a way to report to the Current Demon Lord faction about Zolgear, and hence left for the demon realm?”

She continued with a fierce expression, paying no heed to the people that would be entering and leaving the supermarket. There weren’t a lot of people who would eavesdrop here, so even if there were people who would, they would guess that they were talking about a computer game.

“Yeah, you’re not wrong about that…”

Takigawa said:

“But for everyone’s safety, I’ll like to give you some advice first before I return.”

“…Advice?”

Yuki raised an eyebrow and asked, to which Takigawa nodded and continued:

“Yes. It’s something about Basacchi…”

Those words caused Mio and Yuki to become silent. Since he mentioned that name, it must be something very important.

Takigawa continued solemnly:

“His ability to eliminate… It’s especially unique and very strong; it can eliminate anything and everything completely. If used well, it would be an even larger threat than you training to use the power inherited from the previous demon lord Wilbert.”

The points raised by Takigawa were things that they all clearly understood. Basara’s [Banishing Shift] has astounding power — to the point where it could defeat the enemy and cause damage to their own side, it is a double-edged sword. Basara had lost control of that power in the past once and created an irreparable situation, causing his exile from the .

“Naruse was the one who lost control of her power when we fought… Hypothetically, if Basacchi was the one who lost control of his power, would you be able to save him?”

“I…!”

“……”

Mio became speechless, while Yuki remained silent with a pained expression. Takigawa had hit the nail on the head.

Helping Basara while his [Banishing Shift] was out of control — if they couldn’t do it, the tragedy five years ago will happen again. And they currently wouldn’t be able to help him.

“He had grown up in the , an isolated place. It was only until recently that he had used it a few times and since I hadn’t reported it to the Current Demon Lord faction or the Moderates faction, the number of people who know about it should be small. The ones who know about it are Zolgear, who isn’t in this world anymore, and Zest, who was taken by the Moderates faction, but she would probably say nothing about it to them.”

It’s just–

“If the news that he has that sort of ability spreads — there will be many people going after Basacchi’s life. He is a threat to the current demon lord faction who wants to take you and the Moderates faction who wants to protect you; and amongst them might be ones who are like Zolgear, wanting to take you for themselves. I will spin out a story on the matter with Zolgear, making his death unrelated to you; but Nonaka — the spirit lance user from the Hero tribe killed the demon that was sent by the Current Demon Lord faction as reinforcement before, right? The Current Demon Lord Faction will increase the surveillance, and it will be just a matter of time before someone makes the link with you to the events before and after the matter with Zolgear. On the Moderates faction side, there is also the matter about Maria, so a change in the current state of affairs would be inevitable.”

So–

“Basacchi seems to be aware of these dangers, and I have warned him about it just in case… But he will probably use that ability if it’s the only way to protect you – just like the past few times.”

Mio and Yuki remained silent. What Takigawa had said was completely true. If either Mio or Yuki is in danger, Basara will use [Banishing Shift] without hesitation even if it means putting himself in danger.

“I’ve heard, you two have made the master-servant contract with him already, right?”

But do you know?

“The ones waiting for protection from the master aren’t subordinates — they are a burden. Let’s say that you wish to remain by his side in the future or to maintain status quo; but as the one who got him involved in this and made him use that ability, you should probably think of some way to get stronger if you have any sense of responsibility — just in case, you have to be strong enough to eliminate your enemies.”

“—-!”

Both of them gasped after hearing him say it so ruthlessly. With that, Takigawa turned and left with a [Bye~].

Mio and Yuki only stood there, unable to say anything

To be actually sitting in such a high class car.

It was a Yama sports car that had enthusiasts worldwide.

–After Basara and the infirmary room teacher Hasegawa left the school together, they had gotten into her car.

The two of them had encountered each other at the Yakiniku restaurant in the past, and an agreement was made when they parted — to let Hasegawa treat him to a meal.

After going onto the highway for a while, the car then stopped at their destination. Basara who was in the passenger seat had remembered Hasegawa saying that she wanted to show him her favourite place, and had been thinking of the possibilities while on the road. As it’s Hasegawa, and what he had gotten into was a high-class sports car,

Would it be a restaurant operated by a renowned chef, or would it be high-class kaiseki-ryōri? ^[7]

If not, then could it be a high-class sushi restaurant? Or how about thinking about it from another direction… Did she want to drive an expensive high-class sports car to a public restaurant or a ramen shop? –It seems possible… From what she seems like, Hasegawa looks to be like a woman who wouldn’t think too much over formalities like the time and place; she would just show off her beauty no matter the location.

–In the end, Hasegawa who seemed to not care about the time and place had brought Basara to her home.

It appears Hasegawa didn’t intend to bring him to a restaurant as she wanted to treat Basara food that she had personally put together. A high-rise apartment building — she lived on the highest level of the building, and there doesn’t seem to be anyone living with her. Arriving at the living room used also as bedroom —

…Is this really fine?

Basara drank the tea Hasegawa gave him uneasily, while waiting for the dishes to be done.

Just having dinner with Hasegawa alone was already enough to make him nervous, but he was also invited into her home. Having such a close relationship between a teacher and a student, was it really fine?

“—–”

From the kitchen, a melody being hummed mixed in with the sounds of food being cooked.

He had saw her take off her usual white coat and putting on an apron, which gave off a new feel to her, like another charm.

…I’ve never seen her like that.

Hasegawa had seemed quite excited about it. For her to be looking forward to their meal together, it was indeed a honour; but after giving it more thought, he could no longer calm down.

Just what does she want? Unable to grasp her intentions, Basara became more nervous. Just then —

“Sorry for the wait, Toujou. Come and have a seat.”

“Oh, okay…”

Upon hearing her calling him, he finished the red tea and got up from the sofa, and took a seat at the large dining table. Hasegawa then served the dishes–

“…Sensei, you are really skilled…”

He couldn’t help but to give praise. While the food was being made, good smells kept wafting from the kitchen. Adding on that Hasegawa was the chef, it made one not only nervous, but expectant of the food. And the result, what Hasegawa had served had far exceeded what he had expected.

— What Hasegawa had made for Basara was what one could normally find on the table in households, but from the dishes used to the seasoning used, the quality was clearly of high quality. What had made him even more surprised was the quantity of the dishes, which was definitely not made with balanced nutrition in mind. Radish patty, curry rice, potato stew, caesar salad, ginger roast pork, beef omelette rice, chicken nuggets, and miso soup. That had occupied most of the space on the table. Please, she has overdone it… Other than the salad and miso soup, four of the dishes was meat, and additionally, there were curry rice and omelette rice. Was she really an infirmary teacher? It was totally unbalanced nutritionally.

“—Come, please begin.”

“All right… Then I’ll start now.” ^[8]

Basara put his hands together facing Hasegawa who sat opposite him, and asked:

“Umm… Where should I start…?”

Every dish seemed to be a great option, though she may have more attachment towards a particular dish, so it would probably better to ask first. Then–

“These dishes were made for you, so just start from wherever you want.”

She replied as such, smiling shyly.

“To tell the truth, this is my first time cooking for someone other than myself… As I didn’t know what I should prepare, I just made what I thought what young boys like you would like to eat.”

“——”

Listening to her words, he then realised how the unbalanced nutrition meal on the table came about. It was because that these were made with one thing in mind. Not dishes that she was good at, not dishes she had wanted just anyone else to eat, but dishes to make him eat happily. And so–

“…I’ll start now, then.”

He then gave his thanks once more, and then started with the radish patty. Cutting it into bite-sized pieces, the juices immediately emphasised how tasty it is, so Basara then put it into his mouth. While the flavour was spreading in his mouth–

“…How is it?”

Hasegawa asked with a slight trace of uneasiness, and with that, Basara couldn’t help but laugh foolishly with food in his mouth, with only one answer to that.

“Sensei… This is ssooooo delicious.”

This made Hasegawa calm down, and smile.

“Is that so… It’s a good thing. Don’t stand on the ceremony, and have some more.”

Basara nodded, and began eating.

–The dishes Hasegawa made for Basara, every single one of them was extremely delicious.

A large variety, coupled with a large quantity, were the reasons that originally made him think that it wasn’t possible for him to finish everything. But unexpectedly, he couldn’t put down his chopsticks, and just like that watching the smiling Hasegawa, the various dishes were finished clean within an hour.

His stomach was full, and he was satisfied with his meal. He had wanted to help wash the dishes but was rejected with a ‘If you want to thank me, I want you to help me with another thing’. Hence, he agreed. And right now–

“Umm– Is this really okay?”

“Yes, just do it.”

“Uh… then here I come.”

After confirming with Hasegawa who was currently washing the dishes, Basara wrapped his hands around her from behind.

–She had wanted to experience the scene commonly seen in TV series, where after cooking for a man, the man would give the woman a sweet look from behind her back.

To not restrict her movements, Basara had his arms around her waist and their body close together. Immediately, he felt her softness, warmth and fragrance. But what’s dangerous wasn’t this…

…It ‘s too dangerous from this angle…!

Originally, the difference between Hasegawa and Basara’s height of their line of sights were not so big as she usually wears high heels. But now in her home, she obviously wasn’t wearing her heels, and she is now slightly shorter than him. What he saw — between two of the buttons on her shirt that weren’t done were her top halves of her overflowing breasts and her bra.

“Ah ha, this is quite nice. It’s a breath of fresh air to hear Toujou’s voice coming from a different angle.”

Simply continuing washing the dishes, Hasegawa happily smiled and said:

“What is it, Toujou? You seem very nervous… Since you live together with Naruse Mio and Nonaka Yuki, I guess that this isn’t your first time doing this, right?”

“Ah, well… You’re not wrong.”

Correct. This wasn’t his first time doing this sort of action. Yuki had often forced him into doing so, and the unyielding Mio would also have the same request. Maria who often did the cooking had also prepared a step chair to make up for their height differences, making it easier for him to also do it to her. But still, those were for Basara and them to lay the groundwork for bringing their relationships to the next level. He was not so close to Hasegawa to the degree to start doing that kind of stuff, since they have a student-teacher relationship after all.

“How it feels when you are doing it with Naruse and Nonaka, could you tell me that for me to think about it?”

“Feel? …What do you mean?”

Hasegawa stuck out her hip, as if to say ‘This is what I mean’ . Her soft buttocks were then touching his crotch area, which caused his body to become stiff.

“For someone of your age to be thinking about such things, it probably wouldn’t just end with just some dishes being washed, right?”

“! — …No, nothing of that sort.”

For now, it really ended with just some dishes being washed. But sometimes, the washing was also brought to Mio’s or Yuki’s body.

“Is that so… All right, since you say so, I’ll just believe you. A good teacher should always believe what her students say after all.”

“A good teacher shouldn’t joke around with her students… Really, something might really happen one day because of this.”

“Hehe… Just you wait and see”

She let out a cheeky smile, then turned back to face the dishes, and said:

“–Well then, Comparing with the dishes that I made, how does it fare against what Naruse and Nonaka usually makes?”

“Eh, well…”

Since the topic on hand had somehow turned back to normal, he then started to compare what he had just ate with what he normally ate everyday in the Toujou household. What Maria usually makes, was comparable to Hasegawa’s dishes; Yuki and Mio sometimes also cooked and while it also tastes great, the best chef in the Toujou residence was still Maria. However, the dishes were still worlds apart from what Jin could cook up in terms of flavour and variety. Thinking nostalgically about the tastes he are familiar with, Basara himself would occasionally whip up something simple as supper; the Nonaka style steamed egg or miso soup whipped up by Yuki, would sometimes stir up memories from his childhood. In comparison, what Hasegawa made were standard dishes in households, with each and every one being made with much care. Although the quality of the ingredients used had somewhat helped, it was still her preparations of the ingredients that had brought out the authentic and great flavours of each and every ingredient. The level of the careful control of the fire and the seasonings were superb, even to the extent of the appearance and presentation of the food. So–

“Sensei’s dishes… Every single one of them are exquisite, just like the food from a restaurant specialised in making this sort of food. They are definitely very well done and delicious. So…”

“……Is it not to your tastes?”

Hasegawa hadn’t looked back while doing the dishes, and her voice was slightly lowered.

“No, it is indeed to my tastes… Towards the exquisite and delicious dishes sensei cooked for me and you, saying such words are definitely inappropriate–”

Recalling the flavours of her dishes, it also gave him the feeling of being reborn, and he said it out.

“It was obviously my first time eating dishes cooked by sensei, but for some reason, it somehow is [nostalgic]… The only tastes that I should know of are those done by my father, and those of what I had eaten in my childhood friend Yuki’s home…”

“………….”

“May I ask… Is sensei’s seasoning learnt from a relative or your parents?”

Basara noticed that Hasegawa had remained silent up to now, and thus he fearfully thought that he had made her angry. However, her answer was–

“……Yes. In the kitchen related stuff, it was learnt from a distant relative who had lived with me — she was just like a sister who was a lot elder than me.”

“I see…”

“Ah, I had really liked her at that time, just like how I liked what she cooked up. And so, knowing that you like it too, it really makes me happy…”

Hearing her words which carried much meaning, it gave Basara the feeling that that relative was no longer in this world, and so he dare not ask. Just then–

“—I’m sorry, Toujou.”

Hasegawa suddenly closed the tap and said:

“Just one more time would be fine… Hug me even tighter.”

Having taken off her white coat and heel, and now in Basara’s embrace, she seemed no different from just like Mio and the others, just like a delicate woman. Hence, Basara listened to Hasegawa’s request, and proceeded to hug her even tighter — in his own way.

“Ah–…”

Hasegawa let out a sound of surprise. He turned Hasegawa who had her back facing her around, and hugged her tightly intimately. After a brief silence–

“…Remember that the relationship between us is still that of a teacher and a student.”

“Don’t think about that for now.”

She felt uneasy and said, but after Basara’s hand went towards her back to hug her even tighter, she let her hand go towards his back, and proceeded return his hug. Thus, he decided continue hugging her, until she felt satisfied.

Just like that, the second hand on Hasegawa’s watch carved out a period that belongs to only the two of them.

“…..It’s fine already, Toujou.”

Hearing this, he released both of his hands guiltily. And she began smiling wryly.

“Sorry… I got your shirt dirty.”

“Just some foam is noth–”

He then realised that there were some red marks too.

It’s lipstick. Looking at Basara who just noticed himself not noticing it, she smiled and said:

“Allow me wash it. It wouldn’t take much time to just wash and dry one piece. Why don’t you make use of the time to also take a shower?”

And attempted to take off his shirt. Basara hurriedly retreated in surprise,

“It’s fine, there’s no need to help me wash it. It shouldn’t be visible with a jacket on.”

“But after you reach home, how will you then explain it to them?”

She’s right… He could never tell them the truth, or there will be much trouble. If he confesses what had happened, their curses could activate from the jealously t