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“You’re finally here. You took your sweet time, huh?”
That was Hayashi-sensei’s first words to me as soon as I opened the door. She didn’t even bother looking up from her table. She’s expecting me, after all.
From the looks of that busy table, her work had piled up again. Whether that was an issue for our school or not, I had no idea but this woman... She’s hard-working for a school owner. No wonder she would always go act like a school nurse. That’s probably her pastime.
“Ah. I’m sorry. I got delayed by some idiot on my way to pick up my girl.”
“Your girl? Oh...”
“Good afternoon, sensei.”
Hayashi-sensei lifted her head and saw Shizu clinging tightly next to me. Then, as though showing off, Shizu greeted her mentor with a polite smile.
The woman chuckled and put down the pen in her hand before reclining her back on her luxurious chair.
“Here I thought I was just going to hear that shameless student’s report for today. What’s the matter, Shizu? Are you going all out in making that idiot yours?”
“I told you, sensei. It will take years for that to happen. I’m only here as his tagalong. We’re going on a date after this.”
Looks like Shizu also opened up with Hayashi-sensei during their talk yesterday. I didn’t see it since I left the school early on but like Marika, she went here for a talk.
Ichihara Jun should’ve also visited this place yesterday if he answered Hayashi-sensei’s summons. But given what he did today, he probably didn’t respond or the talk was ineffective. He had his head completely up his ass.
He was digging his own grave. I even sent some evidence from those thugs who blocked me yesterday. Now, Hayashi-sensei would definitely not take it lightly anymore if I added what I recorded earlier.
“A date? That’s nice. He’s really taking care of you, huh?” Hayashi-sensei looked at me with raised eyebrows as though she was in disbelief that I would take my girl out on a date.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“Sensei, I’m here. Are you taking a shot at me?”
“I’m just surprised, that’s all. Alright. Sit down, both of you. I’ll be with you in a minute.”
Dismissing my question like that, Hayashi-sensei covered her mouth that’s probably sporting a grin. She probably thought my reaction was amusing.
Likewise, Shizu was the same. She even teased me for it.
“I got it. You can also be triggered by that, numbskull. I may have a lot more to learn from Hayashi-sensei.”
I wanted to refute that but seeing the delight in her eyes, I pulled back and just pouted at her, drawing her sweet laughter.
A minute later, Hayashi-sensei finished organizing her table and joined us.
I thought of making tea for all three of us but considering we wouldn’t really stay here for long, I stopped that notion.
As the purple-haired woman sat across from us, her expression took on a hint of seriousness.
“I’ve received your ‘evidence’ yesterday. Ichihara Jun hired people to block you, huh? He hasn’t answered my summons yet. I’ll personally come to get him tomorrow. If not, I’ll call his home directly to address that behavior.”
“Actually... he did something else today. Should I present it right away or does sensei want to hear my report first?”
Upon hearing my first sentence, Hayashi-sensei’s forehead creased. Considering the pompous idiot ignored her summons twice, she’s probably already pissed at the spoiled brat.
“Come again? Did he not learn his lesson from you yesterday? He pulled another stunt?”
“Yes. This time, I think you’ll find it even more serious than just hiring people to block and ambush me outside. That’s out of the school’s jurisdiction, after all.”
“If you’re saying it like that. Did he do something inside the school grounds? Alright. Save your report for later, start with that.”
Crossing her arms as her bountiful bosom got tightly squeezed between them, Hayashi-sensei straightened her back and perked her ears to catch every word that I would say.
Shizu kept her silence. She knew she didn’t need to say anything here. But if Hayashi-sensei's opinion contradicted ours, she’d surely take my side.
I took a few seconds to organize my thoughts before pulling out my phone.
As I navigated through the menus and into the location of the recorded audio from earlier, Hayashi-sensei waited while holding her breath.
She understood me by now. I wouldn’t simply accuse the idiot of something without proper evidence. Because as much as that guy wanted me to leave Marika alone, I was the same. If not for his family’s prestigious status, he wouldn’t be that unbridled. He would’ve long been put in his place.
“I mentioned about being delayed by some idiot, sensei. This is what I meant by that.”
Upon saying that, I played the recording.
Although I started it in the middle where I decided to catch him on his words, the first thing Hayashi-sensei and Shizu heard was my attempt to provoke him.
‘Senpai, do you want me to tell you again why Marika chose me over you? We have an audience. Might as well give them something amusing.’
The former clicked her tongue while the latter pinched my arm.
Thankfully the conversation went quickly and Ichihara Jun’s voice came over next.
‘Do you still not know your situation?’
Hayashi-sensei’s eyes narrowed at that. She then looked at me, perhaps trying to discern my expression.
‘—I know, I’m in the middle of catching eight trespassers.’
“Eight?!” Upon hearing that, Hayashi-sensei hurriedly leaned to pause the recording and interrogated me.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmAnd since I only told Shizu the summary or maybe a downplay of the event without telling her exactly how many there were, she also became surprised when it was actually more than two or three.
“Yes. Sensei. He brought eight of them inside the school grounds. They’re even in our uniform. There were little to no students at that time. Also, I might add that he was in the middle of searching for Marika along with those eight. It’s within my luck that I arrived early and met up with the girl before he could get to her.”
As I added that detail, Hayashi-sensei couldn’t seem to contain her agitation anymore.
Her narrowed eyes turned into a glare and the crease on her forehead deepened. Most likely after this, her head would ache again. But she needed to hear the entirety of this.
And so, after a short pause, I resumed the recording.
My voice when I spoke of my observation and their identity soon followed.
Then, the next one to speak was the loudmouth thug who couldn’t hold himself back from urging Ichihara to give his order.
From there, Hayashi-sensei’s face grew dim at every word she heard next.
The admittance that they were hired by him and the amount he paid them came to light.
And the climax soon arrived.
Ichihara Jun exploded in rage shouting about his privilege before giving the order to take me down and break an arm and a leg while boasting about his generosity to take me to a hospital after the deed was done.
His delirious laughter was also captured and before the end of the recording, my voice oozing out of my responsibility as the Disciplinary Committee and maintaining the peace of our school was fully captured.
Yeah. That part was just to show them that they forced my hand. It would probably sound like boasting at that point considering I was surrounded by them.
However, it looks like Shizu and Hayashi-sensei's reaction to it was different from what I was expecting.
As soon as the recording stopped, Shizu once again started inspecting my body for any wounds I might’ve hidden. Likewise, forget about asking what happened next, Hayashi-sensei flew from her seat to check my body. Perhaps that’s her ‘school nurse’ persona coming out but her concern for me was genuine.
In the end when the two of them concluded that I was unhurt, their eyes filled with disbelief locked on me.
“How? How are you unhurt?”