Stealing Spree-Novel

Chapter 1782 Using the Owed Favor

For the next two minutes or so, I tried to dissuade Orimura-sensei from her irrational decision of wanting to correct my path. Regrettably, it was proven futile. The woman was firmly set on doing it, even vowing to stick with me at school if I didn't let her do it.

Furthermore, pulling me into her embrace wasn't an impulsive mistake on her part. She admittedly confessed that she did this as a way to reenact what happened in the waiting room between Eguchi-sensei and me. Of course, minus the 'vulgarity' that we committed.

Saying that giving me the same treatment I've been getting from Eguchi-sensei could be a way to steer me on the correct path, Orimura-sensei declared that she wouldn't mind me asking for it whenever someone's not around.

I stand by my judgement. Without any solution at hand, she completely lost it. Understanding that changing my mind in regard to my relationship with Eguchi-sensei was doomed for failure, she came up with this absurdity. While she didn't explicitly mention it, she's probably planning to take her place or... take everyone's place.

That's right. Just like what Shizu declared before. The difference? Shizu fell in love with me and vowed to be my only one. On the other hand, Orimura-sensei was doing this, first, to protect her friend and second, to stop me from being a menace. No romantic feelings were involved here. At the very least, none at the moment.

Being in close contact with her, I could easily sense her current state. The touch of her fingertips drumming against my back was growing in intensity. Her arms tightened accompanied by the crazy quivering of her body. Lastly, her heart rate uncontrollably went up by the second.

Those concerning reactions weren’t born from excitement but extreme nervousness. Despite her words and the conviction present in her eyes, Orimura-sensei had yet to fully set her heart to this. At the moment, she’s still in the process of stabilizing her emotions by holding me like this. With the subject of her decision so close at hand, she possibly believed this would help her familiarize herself quickly with me.

Nevertheless, I wouldn’t claim this to be the exact thing that was happening. It was just how I was currently interpreting her actions.

"Sensei... You don't have to do this." Once again, I attempted to dissuade her.

I don’t know if she’s ever going to listen to me. My words being perceived by her are going in one ear and out the other. Nothing is sinking in her head.

If she’s like this, will she even be able to correct my ways? Offering her body is definitely out of the question. That will just end up with me taking advantage of her.

Haa… She’s really so troublesome. Now that it comes to this, she’d probably continue ignoring my advice. Dissuading her through words would not be enough anymore. It should be done by action.

Now that I’m in this line of thought, should I just use force and extract myself out of her embrace? Ugh…

"Do you think I'm not serious? Can't you feel it, brat?" Orimura-sensei eventually replied. The tone and the volume of her voice are evidently different from earlier. Her rage had noticeably subsided but it was uncertain whether it would bubble up again or not.

"Yeah, right. You're serious. You're seriously shaking right now. You see, I'd rather have you scold me than act like this, sensei. This isn’t who you are."

Since she finally replied to me, I pressed on in reasoning with her. I tried raising my head to see her eye to eye. However, I failed because her hand was firmly clutching the back of my head. Her fingers were even pressed against my scalp resulting in my face being stuck buried in her bosom. She’s not as big as Eguchi-sensei but it wasn’t that far off.

Furthermore, having been stimulated by the basketball club members’ bodies and Eguchi-sensei, my reasoning was also slowly getting affected by my hormones. Thankfully, I could hold onto it quite expertly, otherwise, things would’ve progressed badly.

"What did you say? You don't know me, brat.” Orimura-sensei snapped at me. However, the tone she used was the same. It’s possibly just a reflex from what I said.

“I am not as innocent as Ryouko. I know what I'm doing. Isn’t it impossible to change your mind by being angry at you? Then here. I'll drop down to your level and understand you like this.”

Drop down to my level, huh? What did she mean by that? Is she going to stoop down to being a pervert like me? No, right?

“Alright. If you say so. Try and understand me. What’s in my head right now?”

“… That.” She paused, perhaps trying to find an answer. Her body remained quivering from reasons unknown and her hand began stroking my head.Thᴇ link to the origɪn of this information rᴇsts ɪn novelenglish.net . Firᴇ(.)nᴇt

Slowly and carefully, her palm slid to my face, cupping my cheek. She raised my head, most likely to look me in the eye and find the answer on my face.

A few seconds later, she opened her mouth.

“You’re thinking how to stop me.”

“Heh. So, you can read that much.”

That’s surprising, to say the least. But will she even acknowledge that?

“Of course. I told you I’m serious.”

“Then what’s next?”

“It’s up to you, brat.”

I shook my head disappointedly, “Haa. So, you don’t have anything. Sensei, if you’re thinking I can divert my desire for Eguchi-sensei to you, that’s not going to happen.”

Upon saying that, I extracted myself from her embrace. Like I said, it was easy for me to do this, I was just waiting to see what she was planning to do.

But if it’s like this… then we have no reason to continue.

“Wait.” Grabbing my wrist again, Orimura-sensei pulled me back to her, “You said you owe me a favor. Then I’ll be using that here. Give me the chance to change you.”

This… Alright, that got me blindsided. I never thought she’d bring that up here.

I could decline and say it was impossible. However, was it really that impossible to change my mind? I honestly don’t know. I can deflect a lot and stick to my choice but that’s not to say it was 100% certain.

Since this was of a different nature than asking me to stop going after Eguchi-sensei… I could honor that promise of granting her a favor.

I just have to firmly stand on my choice, right?

Just in case, I want her to be certain of this, “Sensei, are you sure about that? You can use it on a different occasion. A favor from me was worth that much.”

“Like I said, what do you know about me, brat? I’ve decided. I can’t just let you walk away like this. I’ll bet my dignity as a teacher.”

Dignity…

This… It’s kinda saddening because that dignity would definitely be tainted if she involved herself with me.

I took another look at her and sure enough, the resolve in her eyes remained there. And now that she used that favor card, her confidence that I would accept it was strengthened.

I closed my eyes and the faces of my girls flashed in my head one by one… Every time I would imagine their smiles, the feeling of invincibility flourished in my chest. Yep. No matter what kind of method this woman used, I would never be swayed. On the other hand, she might really just fall into this abyss I created.

Upon opening my eyes again, I faced her floundering gaze. She might be confident but the trembling that was occasionally present within her eyes and her whole body remained.

“Alright. If sensei is so keen on doing this. So be it. I’ll let you do it as a repayment for that favor.”

“Great!” Upon hearing my answer, Orimura-sensei exclaimed. Although a hint of rejoicing passed by her expression, it also swiftly reverted to seriousness.

I pulled my hand back again and turned my heels toward the door, “Let’s go back, sensei. You can start trying next week.”

As I left those words, I was confident that she’d accept it.

But boy was I wrong?

I hadn’t taken the second step yet when she ran up to me again. This time she didn’t just stop me by holding my wrist.

Her arms wrapped around me from the side before her shaky voice graced my ear, “Next week is fine. However, I can’t let you return like that, brat. I’ll calm this down.”

At the same time as she said that, Orimura-sensei’s hand slid down from my arm before accurately landing in front of me, or specifically, on top of my bulge which had yet to calm down…