The S**ttiest Gyaru in the Class Confessed to Me
Ichika takes my hand.
She looks very sad.
Ichka must have realized it too.
The teacher will probably never come back to our school.
I talked about it earlier, before coming here.
In front of the hospital entrance.
“Will sensei be able to come back?”
When I said that, Ichika lowered her voice.
“Trauma isn’t something you can just get over easily.”
“Then maybe we should give it some time.”
Then Ichika tightened her grip on my hand.
“You know, I had given up on love.”
Why are you bringing that up now?
“What do you mean?”
Ichika continues.
“I was afraid of a boy’s feelings, so I ran away. That way, I didn’t have to face true feelings.”
After being abused by her stepfather, what became worthless to Ichika was herself. She offered her body as a sacrifice and as punishment. I know that.
“…Yeah.”
I just answered that.
“But if I had kept enduring it back then, even if I had met Sou kun, I might not have felt this way now.”
“I see. That’s true…trying hard to overcome it isn’t the only right answer.”
That’s how we met.
“Yeah. If forcing yourself to overcome it will only make the wound bigger, then it’s okay to run away. Overcoming it might be the right answer. But…”
“Running away isn’t necessarily wrong.”
Ichika nodded.
……..
The teacher who provided information about Kitamura san for Ichika’s sake and tolerated favoritism will probably never return to our school.
So.
“Sensei. This is kind of embarrassing, but I really liked you.”
I wanted to make sure to tell her.
Ichika and I held the teacher’s hands.
The teacher placed her palm on top of ours and looked down.
“Thank you.”
“You graduated from college right? Do you have a doctorate?”
“Yes, I do, but why? Are you interested in college too, Aira?”
As someone who failed the exam and had to retake it, I don’t even have the right to fantasize about such things…
“…Your specialty was psychological statistics, right?”
“Yes, you remember that well.”
“I was just curious since you’re a classical Japanese teacher. When you were talking about instincts earlier, it was really interesting.”
“Oh, really? I’m glad.”
“So, can’t you teach college students who are more interested in studying?”
“Hm. I still have connections with professors, so I think it’s possible to return to the lab.”
“At a university, there wouldn’t be any stupid parents or students saying nonsense, right?”
I can’t tell you to run away.
I don’t want you to stop teaching.
“Ah. I see. Well, I’ll think about it.”
The teacher smiled.
“Even if we go to different schools, we’re still your students.”
Smack.
Ichika clapped her hands.
“Sensei, I brought some dragon fruit. I’ll cut it up, so let’s have it as a snack♡”
Ichika cut it up with practiced hands.
The flesh of the red dragon fruit was as red as pomegranate.
“You’ll be surprised when you eat it !”
I put the dragon fruit Ichika gave me in my mouth. And I was really surprised.
It was nothing like the fruit I knew.
It was juicy and crunchy.
It melted in my mouth and was sweet.
Fresh dragon fruit is this delicious?
“This is the real deal ! !”
Ichika looked proud.
She smiled as she watched us eat.
She continued speaking.
“Sensei, dragon fruit is the fruit of a cactus. Even in harsh, arid lands, it produces juicy, sweet, beautiful fruit. And above all, it’s like a dragon’s scales. It’s cool. I think that’s cool.”
Ichika blushed.
There’s power in this child’s words.
She doesn’t have a large vocabulary, and dragon fruit isn’t exactly dragon scales, but…
She’s been through a lot, laughing and crying. Ichika said she ran away on her own, but that’s not true. She ran away, but she didn’t escape. That’s why her heart is as strong and beautiful as dragon scales, and her words have power.
The teacher nodded.
She was eating frantically while crying.
Red juice dripped onto her hospital gown as she bit into the dragon’s scales.
Tap tap
Then, a nurse came in.
“Shingawa sensei. It’s time for your temperature check…”
The nurse stopped moving.
Her gaze fell on Shingawa sensei, who was sobbing with his hospital gown stained red.
“Hic…Shingawa sensei is vomiting blood ! ! ! !”
The nurse repeatedly pressed the nurse call button.
Soon, doctors and nurses gathered, and it became a commotion.
Shingawa sensei was scolded, and the nurse who caused the commotion was also scolded as collateral damage.
Apparently, dragon fruit was banned as a gift after that.
I’m sorry ! ! Shingawa sensei ! !
Maigetsu