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Maka-sensei: Unparalleled, once again.
Seikadai Academy High School Division’s culture festival is being held over the course of two days. The first day primarily focused on events and activities aimed at girls, as the second day arguably is more interesting for the boys.
—That was all a lie of course. Both days offer the same events, mostly (Man, I sure have gotten good at lying).
This being the case, the first day of the culture festival opens up—
“So it’s finally here…”
In the end, it took us roughly two weeks of preparing. So many things had to be taken care off, it honestly felt like several months instead.
“No panicking now. Go get them as Saiderella, wow.”
“………Tenka-san, are you not worried that the people might dislike your script?”
“I’m always embarrassed. Compared to Sis, I feel like I’m not even dressed.”
“You really have some crazy respect for your older sister…”
Although it’s just for a play at the culture festival, I think she’s pretty amazing for writing a script like this. Currently, the two of us were talking in the classroom of our class 2A. Homeroom already ended, and most of our classmates had previously left the room to prepare for the play. They were using changing rooms near the gym hall and open classrooms in order to change into their clothes. First, the girls would take the start, with me as Saiderella on stand-by.
Since Tenka-san didn’t need to change or take care of anything else, she was just loitering around in the classroom.
“I just want to change right now. Maybe that’ll calm me down a bit.”
“Change now, change later, waiting will stay embarrassing, what’s greater?”
“It really annoys me that I don’t have anything to argue back…”
Giving me the main role of the play, but forcing me to crossplay at the same time, is this all some punishment for me? I didn’t do anything bad, right!
“Of course, I’m embarrassed myself, hearing someone else speak the words I brought up, it’s uncomfortable itself. But, you have to enjoy everything today and tomorrow, it’s a festival after all, no sorrow.”
“…Right.”
It’d be a waste to spend the entire festival complaining about something.
“By the way, I’m responsible for your clothes, Saigi, since I figured you didn’t know how to put those on.”
“That’s why you stayed behind!?”
I totally thought she stayed with me because she didn’t have anything else to do! Also, now that I look at her, Tenka-san’s wearing an oddly frilly one-piece today.
“Fufu, my heart is racing…I practiced my makeup just for Saiderella, no disgracing. Can’t tell you, but I practiced on a few.”
“I wonder…”
It was probably a certain someone that starts with Ma and ends with ka-sensei.
“Yes, we’ll do it here, so that nobody can interfere. Putting on makeup and the clothes takes some time, but I’ll put you in your prime.”
“Eh, here in the classroom!? You’re telling me to walk to the gym hall wearing the dress!?”
“Got a coat with a hoodie prepared , all okay. We can hide you in there, I swear.”
“Ehhhh…”
If possible, I don’t want to be seen by too many people as Saiderella. That being said, Tenka-san ignored my shock, and chased out the last few students that stayed in the classroom. She might be small, but Tenka-san has a lot of fans, so they listened to her order immediately. Damn it, for some reason I can’t fight against Tenka-san either…Maybe because she looks like Maka-sensei. As a result, all the other classmates left the room, leaving behind only Tenka-san and me.
“Alright, Saigi. Strip, while quivering in shame.”
“Shame!?”
“It was a joke, helped in calming you down, I hope. Don’t retort, just strip.”
“So this time you’re ordering me…”
Seeing no other option, I took off my uniform, leaving me with only my socks and briefs. Thankfully, Tenka-san wasn’t looking at me, but it’s probably because she has absolutely no interest in this.
“Now, I’d like to go with the Saiderella dress, but…”
“Ah, right.”
Tenka-san brought me a shabby one-piece with patches everywhere. That reminds me, Cinderella is supposed to wear really worn-out clothes, working for a noble family. Basically, I’ll be wearing this in the beginning, but later change behind the stage during the play.
“Big trouble, Saigi Makoto!”
“Woah!?”
“Kyaah!?”
Suddenly, the door to the room shot open. The Senpai who barged in let out a shriek, and turned around with a beet red face.
“…’Kyaa’? Where did the confident former student council president go?”
“S-Shut up, Kisou Tenka! And, why are you looking like that, Saigi Makoto!”
“Because I was in the middle of changing!?” I retorted, and put on a shirt. “So, what kind of trouble are we talking about?”
“Amanashi Nui can’t come to school!”
“Nui? Wasn’t she here just a few seconds ago?”
“So she went home early?”
Both me and Tenka-san tilted our heads at the same time.
“No no no, she hasn’t even come to school yet! You’re in the same class, and you haven’t realized?!”
“………”
I looked through my memories of this morning. Hmm…I don’t remember ever talking to Nui this morning…Maybe she wasn’t there after all.
“…But, how did you know, former student council president?”
“I received a LINE message from Amanashi Nui. She informed me that a sudden photoshoot came up, so she won’t make it in time for the play, asking if she could have someone else take over.”
“Huuuuh!?” I screamed, as I looked at the phone screen Karen-senpai was showing to me.
Shown there was Nui’s message. She used some ugly sticker, and didn’t even emphasize how serious the situation was, but the contents were exactly as Senpai summarized them.
“Y-You’re kidding me, right! What’s more important, some urgent photo shoot or this culture festival?!”
“That has to be her work, definitely.”
Urk…I know that, but Karen-senpai is as cool as ever, I see.
“Amanashi Nui seems to be exceptionally busy as of late. She was really adamant on joining us, but that turned out to be impossible it seems…”
“She finally got her breakthrough as a gravure idol after all. Makes sense that she’d get more work…”
Right now, it’s 9.25am. The play starts at 10am. We still have a bit of time to deal with the trouble…but this problem is fatal.
“Alright, then Karen-senpai will take care of the main role, and play the prince. Um, who was responsible for the clothes again…”
“Wait wait wait, don’t just decide that! I never agreed to that!”
“Karen-senpai, male clothes would look great on you, I’m sure. More than Nui, definitely. Senpai, you have time right now, don’t you.”
“This isn’t a problem of time! I can’t just participate in a play like that!”
“Or so you say. What is your opinion on that, scriptwriter Tenka-san?”
“Hm, there’s many phrases for the Prince. Though, he only appears more in the later half. Should be doable with Snow White, only kissing her awake like a criminal.”
“You say whatever you want, huh, Tenka-san…But, the Prince in actual Cinderella has many more lines. The excellent Senpai can definitely do it.”
“Fight, Former Student Council President. You can do it, unprecedented.”
“Hey now, don’t just move the story forward without my consent! I can’t do that!”
“You sure are selfish, Karen-senpai…There’s nobody else who could do the role of the Prince.”
“Jinsho-senpai, you’ve been doing a lot of action until now. Especially that fake personality in front of people.”
“Don’t make it sound like I actually have that! Acting as a student council president and proper acting in front of an audience is completely different!”
“That makes sense, I guess…Ah, Karen-senpai, could you say that phrase right here?” I grabbed the script, and pointed at a single line for Senpai to read.
It’s a scene where the Prince spots Saiderella at the dance, and praises her beauty. For a second, Karen-senpai glared at the script, and—
“AhH, wHaT a BeAuTiFuL pErSoN!”
“Alright, time to go look for someone else.”
“Saigi Makotooooo?!”
No, Senpai, that one just now was awful…
“I was wrong, Karen-senpai. If we let you participate in this play, your reputation will drop drastically. When you read your final speech during graduation, they will just laugh at you like this. Which, in a way, doesn’t sound half bad.”
“You sure look far in the future…But, you are right. I am not good at acting. I’d probably mess up the play more than I would help.”
“Right…”
Leaving aside the joking, I’d seriously feel bad if her reputation grew worse because of the play. Everyone worked really hard on this, so we can’t ruin it just like that.
“But then, what else should we do!? Should we just pray for Nui to make it in time? Yeah, impossible…Tenka-san, can you fix the script so that we don’t need a prince?”
“A Cinderella that just enjoys the dance?”
“Right…That won’t work.”
The glass shoe would just get thrown in the trash…And yet, the time limit was mercilessly approaching. Why do you put only more work on me like this!
“—I heard everything.”
“Eh? Wait, Maka-sensei…?”
With such dramatic timing, this beauty of a teacher appeared. She stood in the doorstep, her arms crossed. It’s been a while since I saw her wearing a suit like that. I guess she must be careful with her clothes since guardians will be visiting the culture festival.
“I’m glad I came here to take a peek at Saigi-kun cha—Excuse me, to see if everything was working out, and now I’m glad I did.”
“I’ll just pretend like I didn’t hear that first part…But, well, we’re in a bit of a predicament right now.”
“Normally, the culture festival is something for students to take care of themselves—but with such an emergency situation, I can’t just sit by and do nothing. Leave it to me.”
“Maka-sensei…!”
As I thought, she really is reliable…! She constantly showed me some clumsy and useless parts ever since this spring, but when it comes down to it, she’ll always help me. We might even be able to make it through this pinch now…!
“…I have a really bad feeling about this.”
“For always being doubtful, you’re quite the fool—And honest, Saigi.”
I acted like I couldn’t hear Karen-senpai’s and Tenka-san’s complaints. I gave up on worrying this late in the game.
‘And now, the theatre play of class 2A, called I’m being bullied in my family, but I managed to gain money and social status by using a cheat! will begin!’
The announcer’s voice filled the gym hall. The curtains slowly raised, and the lights gathered on a single spot.
“Ahh, forced to clean as well today…Rub rub, scrub scrub, no matter how much I wipe, it won’t ever end.”
In the center of the spotlight was a single girl, wearing shabby and ragged clothes. Wearing a cheap blonde wig, I was wiping the floor of the stage.
“Ohhh!” The audience roared.
On a side note, the entire gym hall was full of people, a vast majority of them being students from this school. I could even see some of them taking pictures. Sadly, there was no prohibition on taking pictures or videos, so they were all going wild.
“Saiderella! How long do you plan on wiping like that!?”
Next appeared on the stage the evil stepmother. She was a beauty, with long black hair—Karen-senpai, more precisely. Another wave of impression ran through the rows of visitors.
“You haven’t finished the laundry yet, and you still need to do the shopping! You’re as useless as ever!”
“Ah, dear Stepmother. Have you changed back from your previous flashy blonde hair?”
“Don’t bring back my dark past! I’ll crucify you!”
A roar of laughter came from the audience. Alright, we got them hooked. I got permission to tease Karen-senpai like that, so I plan on using it.
“Enough with the cleaning. Just focus on making my shoes sparkle!”
“Is that a reward? Should I clean them with my tongue?”
“This is bullying! I can’t deal with a pervert like you!”
Another wave of laughter. I’m sure that my bullying was getting worse, but it’s great to involve Karen-senpai. This was another special appearance of this play—Jinsho Karen-senpai. She did indeed have a bad premonition about this. In fact, the one responsible as the evil stepmother, Utsusemi-san, couldn’t handle the tension, and was brought to the infirmary.
This happened shortly after we found out that Nui wouldn’t be making it in time. There, Karen-senpai was our fortunate sacri—savior, and stepped in. I’m glad I can still play as Cinderella like this, haha. Karen-senpai is fairly good at playing along, so we just decided to do ad-lib. But, it seems like she remembered her lines just by reading the script once.
Of course, I’m no prodigy to go along with her ad-lib, but when it comes to teasing Karen-senpai, I can do just that. Luckily, Utsusemi-san and Karen-senpai have a similar stature. They’re both fairly tall, and have big breasts. That’s another reason why I asked Karen-senpai for help.
“Then, this Saiderella who gets treated like an ugly woman despite being a beauty will clean the shoes of my dear Stepmother. You really are amazing, getting 6th place in the national mock exams.”
“Don’t just reveal personal information!”
I may be your average student, but when it comes to bullying Karen-senpai, I’m the best there is. The first half, we’re aiming to get the audience along with our jokes. If anything, I’m more worried about the second part…!
“Now, Saiderella, clean my shoes, in silence!”
“………”
Didn’t seem like Karen-senpai froze up with her ad-lib either. Hence, I sat in front of her, to which she offered me her foot, with the shoe on it. As you might know, Cinderella plays in medieval Europe, so the evil stepmother in the story is naturally wearing a long dress. However, the dress the others prepared was a bit shorter, allowing me to see her thighs. Maybe they assumed that a long skirt wouldn’t look cute enough.
As a result, I could even fully see up all the way to her panties. The entire time for as long as I was cleaning her shoe, that is. If only I could continue cleaning like this forever—No wait, that’s not my character at all.
“Hm? What are you looking at…Ah, Saigi Mako—No, Saiderella, look only at my shoe!”
Ah, she found me out. Karen-senpai started blushing wildly, pulling down the hem of her skirt. However, because of that embarrassed reaction, the entire scene looked even more erotic. How could this happen…the parents and guardians are watching, and yet we are doing something errotic like this…
“Ahahaha, that’s great, Karena! Same to you, Saigi-dono! Give me the details on design and color later!”
“…You better remember this, Raiha. You as well, Saigi Makoto.”
I heard a cheering voice coming from the audience, belonging to Sekiya-san, a good friend of Karen-senpai. She even realized that I can see Karen-senpai’s panties…But, it’s fine. We got the audience, we can do this. Everyone prepared this play, so we can’t let them down.
The play of class 2A won’t last much more than 20 minutes. That being said, we’re still on the longer end. The music club barely played for ten minutes. Oddly enough, when you’re standing on stage, it feels like an eternity.
“Ah, what a poor Saiderella. You want to leave for the dance, right?”
“Ah, it’s the loli magical girl!”
“Hold on a second! Who’s a loli girl! You’ll be dead meat!”
The magical girl blew a fuze because of my ad-lib, just as I expected. As a matter of fact, that’s Kisou Tenka-san, playing the role of the magician. Because of Nui’s absence, the entire cast had to be reorganized. When we lost the Prince, the role of the magician had to be moved as well. Since she wrote the script herself, Tenka-san was just fine with the lines. She might not be aware of it, but she’s fairly popular at school, so nobody had any complaints with her taking over.
She’s definitely not the best actor, but her constant rhyming was an odd fit here. Well, she could have played the Prince as well, but she was absolutely against that. Apparently, she hates standing out like that.
“Ohhh, it’s Kisou-san! Seikadai’s greatest big-breasted loli is on stage!”
“Even though she said she’d definitely not participate! The lolicon killer is here!”
“Wahh, she’s so cool! If only her breasts were a bit smaller!”
Phew, that’s Tenka-san for you, her secret popularity is something else.
“I remembered your faces…Nothing will be left of you, no traces…” Tenka-san glared into the audience.
As expected, Maka-sensei’s magician clothes did not fit her, so we had to play around a bit, giving her a coat like she was a character from Harry Po*ter.
“I don’t have any particular reason to save you, so I’ll prepare some clothes for you, as well as a means of transportation. I accept credit card or pay*al.”
“You’re asking for money now?! And only these two choices!?”
Seeing no other option, I took out a credit card from my pocket—which actually is just your average point card. Making them laugh is important, but I’m no sugar daddy.
“I guess I’ll give you a time limit on top. Come out, dress and pumpkin carriage!” Tenka-san swung her magical wand—to which the lights dropped, and I escaped from the stage.
Following that, the spotlight turned on Tenka-san. Then, the (cute and energetic) magical girl dance started. We used non-copyright music, to which Tenka-san danced along. On a side note, Nui put this part in the script, so Tenka-san had nothing to do with this. As for why Tenka-san was dancing now—Flashback time!
‘I-I can’t! Dancing is a no-go!’
‘Tenka, weren’t you dancing at home before? That was a perfect copy, right?’
‘Onee-chan!? Don’t say unnecessary things like that, Saigi will hear you!’
This conversation was held when we decided how to split up the roles. How cute of this little sister to copy her older sister. I wanted to see Tenka-san’s dance at home as well…This being the case, I let Tenka-san do the dancing, and everything’s all-okay.
“Saigi! Off with your clothes! Up with your hands!”
“Alright…”
I was pulled to the side of the stage, with no right to refuse as the other girls were pulling on my clothes. Since I have no idea on how to put on a dress, I just let the girls handle everything. This is the second time this happened, so I’m not scared at all, okay!
I was as calm as the center of a storm…Like a rolling stone. Ahh, Tenka-san’s dance is great. The audience likes it as well.
“Hey, Saigi Makoto! Don’t space out, and raise your leg some more!”
“Huh? Karen-senpai, you’re helping out as well?”
“I’m going to stay with this ship until it sinks. I’m quite a bit informed when it comes to frilly clothes like these.”
“Oh right, your normal clothes are always so girly and cute.”
“Again, don’t say that!”
In response to my words, all the other girls’ eyes shot over towards Karen-senpai, their eyes sparkling. Even as the former student council president, she’s still popular. They must be curious about her admired Senpai’s clothes and styling sense.
“Listen carefully, Saigi Makoto. Kisou Tenka is doing her hardest out there, so you don’t give me that dead expression.”
“I know, I know, Karen-senpai.”
She went so far as to break her rule of not helping out in the culture festival. I’d feel horrible if I messed up everyone’s hard work this late into the game. Now that I’ve got my clothes on, it’s time for the rebirth of Saiderella.
The pumpkin carriage headed towards the castle, and the scene changed…In other words, it was time for the dance to start. Now, Saiderella was wearing a sparkly and frilly dress, gathering the attention of everyone. Now followed by some manga-like narration and explanation of Saiderella’s beauty. After that, the Prince appeared.
“Ahhh…! What a charming person!”
A roar of screams ran through the audience. That was probably the loudest they had been today. Saiderella can’t even compare to the Prince—
Of course, she needs no introduction, as she is the Unobtainable Flower of our school, Fujiki Maka-sensei. She had her long brown hair bound up behind her head, wearing clothes that looked more like a hero’s from a certain legendary RPG, rather than a prince’s attire, equipped with a sword at her waist. It’s no wonder that the size doesn’t fit much. Maka-sensei is a bit taller than Nui after all. I’ve seen a lot of cosplays of Maka-sensei, but this one definitely makes her look the coolest out of all of them.
She’s totally rocking it, alright…How can you look good in everything you wear, seriously. I mean, Nui looked great in them as well, but Maka-sensei’s face has this confident air to it.
“Ohh, are you Saiderella? What a wonderful name! I am the prince of this country, and the future ruler! Come on, dance with me!”
“You sure aren’t hesitating at all!”
This was exactly in line with Tenka-san’s script. The Prince in her play is the aggressive and assertive type. Tenka-san’s comment on that was ‘A prince that wants to stand on his own, so he searches for a girl to marry at the dance’. Of course, said Prince had a lot of phrases, but Maka-sensei was fairly calm.
‘Since this script is written by you, Tenka, I’ll give it a quick read and memorize as much as I can.’
On a side note, that phrase had the siscon Tenka-san blush furiously. As a result, the dance scene followed shortly without any great exposition. We both held hands, and stepped along the stage in rhythm to the music. Since Saiderella possesses average athletic abilities, it was a simple dance. I was practicing something more advanced with Nui before, but that didn’t work out at all. Not to mention that Nui isn’t good at dancing at all, despite taking lessons because of her work.
“I thought that this dance would be filled with boredom. If I wanted to find a woman that could satisfy me, I might as well put on female clothes instead, I thought.”
“Brimming with confidence, I see!”
“However, I finally found a woman that is even greater than me. I actually have a room here in this castle, so feel free to visit me.”
“Don’t make it sound like you rented a hotel room! This is your own residence here, right!”
“My apologies, ever since I was young, I could get whatever I wanted, so I might be a bit spoiled.”
“This country is going to end up in ruin, I can feel it.”
What will happen after I marry this maniac? But, the audience returned a positive reaction, so that’s all that matters. I guess the character gap compared to the usual cool and collected Maka-sensei is what got them.
“Saigi, go rot in hell! How dare you keep Maka-sensei all to yourself!”
“I don’t care how cute Saiderella is, I won’t forgive you for holding hands with Maka-sensei!”
“If I dance with Saigi later, it means I had an indirect dance with Fujiki-sensei!”
Phew, I’m getting curses from the audience. Also, what’s that last guy plotting, hey. But, since they can cuss like that, I guess the rumours between me and Maka-sensei won’t be a problem anymore. Doesn’t make it any less embarrassing.
“Hey, Saigi-kun, pay attention to your feet. If you’re not careful, Amanashi-san will curse you from her grave.”
“Nui is still alive the last time I checked….”
As she was dancing, Maka-sensei whispered these words into my ear. It felt awfully ticklish. I’m still not fully used to dancing like this, but holding hands with Maka-sensei was quite the trouble in itself.
“Fufu, to think I would get to dance with Saigi-kun in front of so many people. It’s like a dream come true.”
“Well, we can’t exactly dance during the Firestorm.”
“Ah…N-Not good! Dancing during that atmosphere…in front of the fire, with the dim darkness around us, that would have been the best! Now that I’m dancing here, I wasted my chance!”
“I mean, there’s no rule that you can’t dance twice.”
Though, only students are allowed to dance during the Firestorm.
“Also, your voice is too loud. Even if the audience can’t hear you, the people backstage will.”
Though, the evil stepmother and evil sisters dancing on stage don’t. Eventually, the dance came to an end—
“I have to leave! The clock at midnight will ring!”
“You can’t, Saiderella! If you loiter around in town, you will get abducted! I can’t allow that to happen! My position asks for you to be safe!”
“Don’t just turn into a teacher now!?” I retorted, and took off my glass shoe (which is actually transparent plastic), throwing it at her.
The people in the audience won’t be able to see the difference, so it’s just perfect. And then, the stage turned dark. An exposition follows, showing the Prince searching for the owner of the shoe.
“Tell me, I am searching for the owner of this shoe!”
The prince arrived at Saiderella’s house, causing a ruckus. All that’s left for me is to put on the shoe, and accept the Prince’s request of marriage. Thank god we made it through somehow…
“Hold on a second!”
“Ohh, aren’t you the beautiful person I danced with! The shoe fits you perfectly!”
“Maka-tea…Wait, no, Prince Maka, don’t ignore my appearance!”
Nui suddenly appeared on the stage. Since Maka-sensei was wearing the prince’s attire, she instead chose a deep-green one-piece, the clothes the magician originally was supposed to wear. She must have rushed here after her work was done.
“I am the famous Princess Nui-chan! The Prince’s little sister, and most popular girl of the country! Saiderella will marry me instead!”
“We’re at the ending here, so can you not bring up a new plot point!?”
The audience seems to be getting excited, but this isn’t what we planned.
“I’m sorry, my beloved little sister, but I won’t hand over Saiderella! If you want her, you have to take her by force!”
“My pleasure, dear brother! I will win with youth!”
Maka-sensei pulled her sword (made out of silver paper), as Nui readied her wand. She even brought her wand here…?
“Tch…I was planning on having Saiderella wake up with a kiss of mine, but you ruined my plan…!”
“I didn’t eat any poisoned apple, okay!?”
Since when did this turn into Snow White!? At the same time, the Maka-sensei fans were going wild, threatening to kill me.
“Maka-tea, I will take your head!”
“I might as well bring fall to SID as a whole today!”
Ah, Maka-sensei is more serious than I thought! There’s no wasted movement in her actions. The audience was getting fired up, but the people backstage were getting annoyed, screaming ‘End it already!’. Sadly, that wouldn’t happen. Luckily, they all forgot about Saiderella.
The courtyard of Seikadai’s High School Division was riddled with people. There were so many people, it was starting to get dangerous. I feel like it’s many more people than before.
“Ah, Sensei! Over here!”
“Kuu! I’m so glad I found you!” I ran towards the small girl jumping up and down in the crowd.
Kuu was wearing the sailor uniform from Seikadai’s grade school division. She’s as cute as always, making me want to take her home. On top of that, she even has cat ears on her head now.
“I didn’t expect this many people…Kuu, you okay?”
“Since I’m small, I could easily slip through the crowd. I actually saw your play as well.”
“Eh…Y-You saw that?”
Around thirty minutes ago, the stage play safety—Well, not that safely—ended. Of course, I had changed back to my usual male uniform, and was now the usual Saigi-kun. The other people were still busy with cleaning up and putting away clothes and stage equipment, but since I played in the actual play, I was released early.
On top of that, they have to prepare for the second day, so we’re not quite done yet. Right, there’s still tomorrow. Since Nui couldn’t make it in time for the play today, she was brimming with motivation for tomorrow. Since I’ll get to see Maka-sensei’s dance as the magical girl, I’m pretty excited myself.
“Saiko-chan…No, Saiderella-chan was really cute! I took a lot of pictures and videos, and I sent them to Mother as well!”
“Urk…What did Kouko-sensei say?”
“She sent me a message with ‘It’s fine if Makoto-kun awakens to it, I’m ready to support everything’, but I didn’t really understand it.”
“You don’t have to, really…”
I feel like Kouko-sensei has a really bad misunderstanding. I tend to forget it at times, but she’s actually my first love. If possible, I really don’t want her to influence Kuu in any weird way. I want her to stay as cute as she is now, even after she grows up.
“Saiderella’s clothes looked great on you, Sensei.”
“T-Thanks.”
“It was worth giving it my best for those clothes!”
“R-Right…Wait a second, you eloped me with them!? Is that why you were so tired before!?”
“It turned out great, peace~” The young girl showed an energetic double peace.
That reminds me, she worked on the mini skirt for the maid costume before. I guess she’s good at sewing and things like that.
“Nui-oneechan was searching for someone to help with the clothes, so I offered to assist her, hoping I would be of help for Sensei!”
“R-Right. You worked really hard, Kuu.”
“Ehehehe~” She let out a happy giggle when I put my hand on her head. “Sensei, I worked really hard, so…can I receive a reward?”
“Eh? Well, sure. I’ll treat you to whatever you want.” I answered, but was quite surprised.
Normally, Kuu wouldn’t ask for a reward like that.
“Being able to enjoy the culture festival with Sensei would be the best reward!” Kuu took out a pamphlet of the culture festival. “There’s one place I’d like to visit. You get so much stuff for free, is what Mother told me.”
“That sounds like fraud if you ask me…”
I would expect Kouko-sensei to be more careful when it comes to Kuu’s education.
“What, there’s a place you want to visit, Shinju Muku? Very well, I will join you.”
“…Karen-oneechan, why are you here?”
“I was running away from Rai—No, searching for Saigi Makoto. The OPS sure is helpful.”
“Hmpf…Sometimes Miharu-oneechan is only getting in the way.”
It appears as if Kuu isn’t the greatest fan of Karen-senpai coming with us.
“Well, it’s fine…is Raiha-oneechan here as well?”
“I figured that she’d just tease me to no end because of that play before, so I ran away. She knows a lot of other students here, so leaving her alone should be no problem.”
“Sounds like Sekiya-san. But, do you really think you lost her, Senpai?”
“Just for a few moments…” Karen-senpai said with dead eyes.
There’s no doubt that Sekiya-san will show all sorts of pictures and videos of Karen-senpai playing the evil stepmother to the small grunts at their facility.
“More importantly, let’s enjoy the culture festival! I was always busy with studying, so I could never fully enjoy it. Today’s the day for my offense!”
“Karen-oneesan…is that a declaration of war…?”
“Yeah, I’m serious…I’m not letting off today.” Karen-senpai’s eyes were terrifyingly serious.
To a level where I started fearing for my life. She said she’d use her four years in university to fully try to win me over, but I guess she’s going for an early start. But for now, we moved to the location Kuu was talking about. Turns out that it was actually located inside the school.
“Here, huh.”
“Yes right here. I’m looking forward to it~”
We came to class 1A’s classroom. The attraction they prepared—was a haunted house.
“A-A haunted house…?”
“What’s wrong, Karen-senpai? Your face got so pale all of a sudden.”
“N-No, it’s nothing…I am a nun in training, so I am used to exterminating ghosts or evil spirits.”
“You can’t exterminate them here, okay.”
That would just ruin the attraction…Although they’re not asking for money. Wait, the person at the reception is…
“Ahh, welcome welcome~”
“Miharu? Oh right, you were in class 1A.”
“You forgot your little sister’s class? So, what’s this 3P today?”
“We came as three people, yes!”
“3P1?” Kuu tilted her head, muttering this forbidden term.
“Right, I completely forgot that you had an attraction of your own. I figured that you’d be too busy with your work to care.”
“Miharu would never hear the end of it.”
Miharu had a triangle white piece of paper on her head, wearing white clothes—Probably cosplaying a corpse. It’s really rare to see her without a hoodie on, even as her older brother.
“If anything, Miharu was the producer for this haunted house.”
“Eh, really?”
“She looked into all different haunted houses online, and fought the best ways to scare the visitors. The children who went inside walked out crying.”
“You’re still a child yourself, Miharu…”
But, now I’m even more interested. On top of that, I heard ear-splitting shrieks coming from the inside. What if the police suddenly calm to completely stop this entire thing?
“Then, do your best, Saigi Miharu. We will observe what the other classes have prepared. Let us go, Saigi Makto, Shinju Muku.”
“Ohhh…Karen-oneesan, are you bad with this by any chance?” The young Kuu grabbed Karen-senpai by the clothes, not letting her go.
Wow, she totally saw through Karen-senpai. I feel like this young girl awakened to something dangerous.
“Don’t worry, Karen-senpai. It’s just some culture festival’s haunted house.”
“R-Right. I mean, I’m not scared or anything. I’m more worried about the small children being scared in there. There’s no way I would lose against a haunted house like—”
“Hey, hurry up and bring it out! The pupils are open!”
“Resuscitation! Where’s the AED!”
The door to the classroom suddenly opened, and a stretcher came out. A girl wearing a uniform was sleeping on the stretcher, with two men in white robes next to her.
“………I have something else to do right now.”
“No no no, that Onee-san sacrificed herself for our sake, so we have to work hard for her.”
“Why would we need to do that!?” Karen-senpai seemed mighty reluctant.
Well, that entire act just now was fake anyway. Look at Miharu grinning.
“Let’s go inside, Senpai.”
“I-I get it. You two follow me.”
Even so, Karen-senpai stood at the front. What a complicated personality she has. We opened the door, and walked inside. As you would expect, it’s pitch black inside.
“…It’s darker than I imagined, actually. Can’t tell where we’re supposed to go.”
“H-Hey, Saigi Makoto, Shinju Muku, let’s hold hands so we don’t get lost. I don’t want to search for you here.”
“This is a classroom. We won’t get lost like this.”
One entire tour would probably be three minutes at most.
“Huh? I just heard something. Like someone was breathing.”
“D-Don’t play with me, Shinju Muku! I don’t believe you for one second!”
“No, it clearly does.”
Of course it’d make scary sounds in a haunted house. But, she’s right, I can hear faint breathing in the distance. I see, they’re using ambient sounds to create the right atmosphere. Especially since you can only rely on your ears in this darkness. At the same time, you have the visitors a false sense of security by making them think ‘it’s just a small classroom, this will be over soon’. Miharu really thought this through.
“H-Hey…Saigi Makoto, turn on your phone’s flashlight. I don’t care if your battery runs out, have it go at full brightness.”
“Hey now, we can’t do that.”
That would ruin the entire idea of the haunted house, and we’d get kicked out for sure.
“Ah, we have to turn the corner here. Be careful, Senpai, Kuu.” I realized that a wall had appeared in front of us.
“We can make it to the goal faster if we break through the wall, right?”
“Karen-oneesan, you can’t resolve everything with strength alone.”
“Urk…
You wouldn’t expect Karen-senpai to be one of the smartest people in the country.
“Alright, time for the turn—”
“GUHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!”
“Gyaaaaaa!?”
“Kyaa~”
An ear-splitting scream reached my ears, together with a high-pitched shriek, and a rather cute one. Even I got scared like crazy. I thought that in front of us was a wall, but it turned to be glass, and when the lights turned on—a black-haired woman came down to scare us.
“S-Stop! This black-haired woman is too scary!”
“You got black hair as well.” I completely forgot the situation, and retorted.
“Ah, there was that one movie with the black-haired woman coming out of the well that I watched with Sensei. That sure was scary~”
“You don’t look scared at all…And Saigi Makoto, what kind of movie are you watching with a young girl like her…”
A popular horror movie. It’s super interesting!
“No, this isn’t the time to talk about movies! One of us has to survive! This is too dangerous!”
“Senpai, you should know better than anybody else that the committee won’t allow anything dangerous.”
“It’ll be fine. Let’s just go on ahead. Karen-oneesan’s scream will be heard all of school, and make Miharu-oneechan happy.”
“I’m not happy at all though!?”
This young girl is very strong. And, this nun in training sure is weak.
“Kyaaaaaaaa! No more! Let me go home!”
“Kyaa~ I’m scared as well~”
A super serious scream and a fashion scream rang out, as two beauties clung to my sides. Karen-senpai’s breasts! And this loli’s soft body! Something grabbed my ankle, something whispered into my ear, as Miharu had the perfect timing for the traps. Every single time, the two girls clung to me, not giving me a chance to be scared even.
“Damn it, I’ll exorcise all you damned ghosts…!”
“I’m scared I can’t move at all~”
Kuu sure sounds happy…She seems like she’s having fun, but…Personally, I want that person to enjoy herself.
“Farewell, Saigi-dono! I will take care of Karena, so don’t you worry! I will make sure that her dead corpse gets rejected at our cathedral.
You mean a cloister, right? What kind of wizar*ry is that anyway.
After we made it out of the haunted house, I called Sekiya-san, and had her take care of Karen-senpai’s corpse. To think she’s be this scared…I need to keep this in mind.
“Haaaaa, that was fun~ Ah, Sensei, my friends apparently came, so I’ll go meet them now.”
“Oh, right. Sure, have fun. You have some pocket money with you?”
“I’m fine, I cheated Mother out of some.”
“Cheated…Well, just be careful. If something happens, contact me.”
The girl nodded, and walked away. I feel like she’s slowly turning into a sadist…I’m a bit worried with all of these people, but Kuu has rational thinking, so she should be fine.
“You’re as kind as always towards Kuu-chan. You didn’t give Miharu any pocket money.”
“…We both get it from the same people, don’t we.”
I almost jumped when my little sister suddenly appeared next to me.
“Miharu wants to get money from someone older than her!”
“I can’t do anything about that…Anyway, I’ll be going.”
“Ah, wait a second, Onii-chan.”
“Hm? I mean, if you’re that adamant, I can give you some money, but…”
“You really are naive, Aniki.”
Can you not talk like Nui all of a sudden?
“That’s not what Miharu meant. She has a proper order—No, request for Onii-chan.”
“Request…?”
We got to the afternoon of the first culture festival day. Roughly 30 different problems got the culture festival committee wrapped up in them. However, most of these lost children, complaints towards mistreatment at student stalls, and other small things.
“You say that, but even small trouble can combine to a big incident.”
“So like a few small complaints can change society as a whole…”
“You didn’t need an example on such a grand scale.” Maka-sensei showed a wry smile.
The two of us were walking about on the courtyard. On the left sleeve of my blazer hung an armband, saying ‘STAFF’.
“Am I really allowed to wear this? I’m not part of the committee nor the student council.”
Miharu’s request was for me to patrol around the culture festival. On top of that, I had Maka-sensei as an assistant.
“It makes sense that there’s not enough people on the day of the festival. This happens every year.”
“I had no idea.”
“I mean, I’m not related to any of these two. But, all younger teachers are asked to patrol. Even Hiyori-sensei is doing checks in front of the school gate.”
“Huh…Also, isn’t that Hoshina-sensei over there?”
Black hair tied up behind her back, together with glasses. She’s a beauty in her later twenties, wearing a beige suit, photo camera in hand. Back when Nui and I were in the middle school division, she was our homeroom teacher, and I have a bit of a history with her.
“The teachers from the middle school are helping out as well.”
“There’s even Senpais coming from university as well. This culture festival really involves a lot of people.”
“A lot of things need to be overseen here. Can’t have this only once every two years.”
“There would be a revolt, surely.”
“And you’d be the commander. But, it’s not something to laugh about. Since the Firestorm was cancelled once, it’s clear that the school is weak towards voices from the outside.”
“………”
Well, we are a prestigious school after all. They probably want to avoid any trouble that could hurt the image. With enough claims, they might have to dim it down to only one day as well.
“The school knows that most people enjoying the festival are students. Although we’re a prestigious school, they wouldn’t want to lessen the students’ freedom, nor do they want to steal their enjoyment all-together.”
“The higher-ups aren’t demons, after all.”
“…To think I would hear these words from your mouth, I’m shocked.” Maka-sensei looked at my face, and blinked a few times.
“I hated teachers, not the school itself. Otherwise I wouldn’t be going to school in the first place.”
“You never skipped school after all. The teachers even came up with ideas like ‘He probably enjoys bullying the teachers, and that’s why he still comes to school’, you know.”
“I feel like that’s a bit of a misinterpretation!”
I’m not here because of such a stupid reason. I might have hated teachers, but I was trying to be diligent at least.
“I know how things really are, but the same can’t be said about the other teachers. In order for them to understand, you need to put in some effort as well, Saigi-kun. I’m not telling you to blindly listen to them, but at least be aware of the responsibility you carry for your actions.”
“Almost like a teacher…”
“I’m not a magician or a prince, I’m a full-fledged teacher, okay!?”
Oh, it seems like she’s back to Unobtainable Flower mode. It’s barely existent at this point, but during public occasions like these, she seems to be fully intent on keeping it going.
“But, a lecture during the culture festival is such a waste. Let’s look around.”
“You say that, but the members from the committee have been patrolling since morning, right?”
“The school is keeping check as well. It’d be a lot of trouble if a fire or anything the like broke out, or for food poisoning. We have a teacher with a previous criminal background related to arson here, so they know what to do.”
“That is some crazy background to have!”
There’s way too many suspicious people working at this school…Wait, why are there so many people wearing aprons running towards us?
“Um, Maka-sensei! We made some yakisoba, so could you do the tasting!”
“We have takoyaki as well! Please, have a taste!”
“How about some okonomiyaki! The sauce is special!”
“Y-Yes, calm down, I’ll taste all of them.”
One brought yakisoba, and the others followed suit. I really don’t care, but why is it all okonomiyaki-type food?
“Saigi! Do we need to pass through you in order to have Fujiki-sensei taste it!?”
“If anything, I want to taste Maka-sensei!”
“Stop joking around like that! You should be happy that a beauty like her even bothers to consider eating our food! Saigi, remove that guy!”
“………”
Since when did I turn into Maka-sensei’s manager? Are you telling me to take pictures of her, with all of these wares in her hand? Like some sponsored photoshoot? Once the photoshoot is done, can I go strip her then? Maybe some close and personal idol handshake session?
But of course, these students around us continued pressing, not letting me think in peace.
“Alright, line up everyone! No pushing! Be considerate, you’ll all get a turn!”
In the end, I became her manager for real. Maybe that was Miharu’s goal. When Maka-sensei and I are walking around openly like this, it’ll gather attention, and the others can do their work more peacefully. Ahh, how kind she is…(?)
“If you’re going to upload this, use the hashtag ‘Seikadai Culture Festival’, okay! And, be careful of personal information!”
I acted like a proper manager, and the handshake session started. I had it end after a few minutes, and everyone gathered dispersed like a group of spiders.
“Phew…Seriously, what was that.”
“Good work, Saigi-kun. You did surprisingly good there.”
“This experience won’t do me any good later. If anything, things almost turned into a panic. Maybe we should cover your face as we walk around? Can you put on a mask and sunglasses?”
“I’m not a criminal on the run!”
“Don’t say that…Ah, this is great! Let’s take a picture!”
I took out my smartphone, and pointed the camera towards Maka-sensei. Even now, Maka-sensei held cotton candy, cream, and a sweet apple in hand. This will definitely turn into a trend! The confident beauty of a teacher holds childish sweets and food, the impact is immeasurable!
“W-Wait a second. Let me fix my hair first! Ah, that angle is bad! Do it from the other side.”
What now, Maka-sensei is an unexpected maiden at heart, huh. However, I fully ignored that, and took pictures. Since she couldn’t fight back, I just took as many as possible. Don’t forget to follow, RT, and like!
“For now, I’ll send this picture to the twitter account with the most followers…Ahh!?”
“W-What happened, Saigi-kun?”
“The likes and RTs are coming in…thousands in a few seconds!”
“Isn’t that a bit too fast… “
Apparently, Maka-sensei hated standing out besides her job as a teacher. Right now, she’s definitely on her job, but if a picture like this spread, she might get an earful.
“Ah, the other staff from the play were tweeting out Nui’s pictures from the play, so that’s where all the attention came from.”
“…I doubt Amanashi-san would be happy to just be the add-on.”
“Y-Yeah. But, with this, we might get more visitors.”
“That’ll just leave us more stressed.”
“Right…”
We already have many more visitors compared to last year…But, I’m happy as long as that picture goes viral! Staff, who cares about them!
We didn’t want to cause any more problems in the courtyard, so we moved inside the school building. Sometimes people called out to Maka-sensei, but generally speaking, we could move around smoothly.
“Doesn’t seem like there’s a problem here. Well, we can’t relax just ye—Wait, Maka-sensei?”
The person that should have been walking next to me had suddenly vanished. N-Not good…I know this pattern. Something bad’s gonna happen!
“Makoto-san, Makoto-san, over here.”
“Enri?”
The door of class 2D’s classroom opened, followed up by Enri sticking out her head, beckoning me over.
“What? I was just searching for Maka-sensei.”
“Fujiki-sensei is with us. You join as well.”
“Really? Um, your class did…a…’Cosplay Battlefield’?”
Every year, one class focuses on cosplays like this. I heard there was one this year as well, but to think it was Enri’s.
“We’re open right now. It seems like the greater crowd of people is in the courtyard right now.”
“I wonder why. More importantly, why are you looking like that, Enri?”
“So you choose to go without explanation, I see. Also, can’t you see it for yourself?”
Today, Enri wore a green one-piece, with a mantle. Additionally, she had a large bow on her back, long sharp ears at the side of her head. I figured that she was probably going for a fantasy elf of sorts.
“Looks great especially with your blonde hair, Enri. I knew you had it in you.”
“Y-You’re wrong! This isn’t in my interest! I was busy with my student council work, so I couldn’t help my class. That’s why they told me to become the cover girl, so to speak.”
“It’s fine. I understand what’s going on.”
“So you say, but you’re already taking pictures?!”
“I mean, can’t miss out on making fun—Excuse me, save this moment for later.”
“I-I don’t mind, but…don’t upload it on some social network, okay?”
“I know, I know. Still, the elf costume fits you perfectly. Should have put on these clothes for the exhibition match instead.”
When you think of elves, you imagine small breasts, right. Though, that image seems to be changing as of late.
“Where exactly might you be staring at…?” Enri hid her chest, glaring at me.
“U-Um…Ahh, you had something like this as well. What was it called, a digital signage.”
Right next to the entrance of the classroom was a digital monitor. On there, I could see the pictures of the students in their cosplays, switching one by one.
“Yes, we have permission from everyone who has cosplayed to show them for the future customers.”
“Hmm, you have a huge variety, huh. Is that Nui over there?”
The next person who appeared on the screen was undoubtedly Amanashi Nui. She wore some pilot suit out of a popular robot battle series, showing off how her breasts barely fit. Even though this shows less skin than a swimsuit, it looks more erotic.
“…Won’t the teachers get angry if you show this?”
“We received permission. Not showing the picture because of a bust size would reach discrimination levels after all.”
“I see…Ah, there’s Karen-senpai, and Kuu even!”
Shown next was Karen-senpai, wearing what looked like a hakama, as she had her hair tied together with a ribbon.
“This is wonderful, isn’t it. The former council president already looks like a Yamato Nadeshiko, so we figured this would be perfect.”
“Even though she’s not showing any skin, it looks so erotic at the same time…” I muttered in a voice Enri couldn’t pick up.
At the same time, Kuu wore a large white robe, a stethoscope around her neck. I hope she can take care of my medical check-up…
“…Ah, Shiya-chan is here as well?”
“Yes. Most of the customers we get are girls after all.”
That being said, Shiya-chan’s clothes don’t seem like cosplay too much if you ask me. She wore a navy blue suit with a tight miniskirt, and long black tights—Wait, that looks like Maka-sensei! They totally aimed for this and prepared that suit and skirt!
“Ah, that reminds me, I haven’t met Shiya-chan yet today.”
“I’ve seen her a few times. She was wearing the high school division’s uniform while walking around.”
“Hmm…”
Since the Miss-Contest and the Firestorm will happen on the second day, she shouldn’t have that much work to do.
“Um, Shinbou-san? I’m happy that you prepared these clothes for me, but…”
“Fujiki-sensei! Please, come right here! We’d love to take a picture!”
In the back of the classroom were small changing areas, and together with that, the curtains opened of a single one, Maka-sensei showing her face.
“P-Picture? I’m not so sure about that, as a teacher…” Maka-sensei complained, as she opened the curtains.
She wore a thin purple beret on her head, together with a sailor uniform, white as its basic color with some blue lines mixed in between, knee-socks and boots. On top of that, she had a mic in her hand.
“Idol teacher Maka-chan, is it…great. That’s a B+ from me.”
“I didn’t want to do this, okay!?”
“No, Fujiki-sensei, it looks great on you! I don’t care if the screen overheats, we need to show a picture of you for all eternity!”
“I don’t think screens overheat nowadays…”
Despite looking really reluctant, Maka-sensei pulled down her miniskirt, turning around in circles. Are you actually enjoying this, by any chance?
“Ah, Fujiki-sensei. Please wait a moment, the photography club has a professional digital camera, so I will quickly go borrow that. Also, things will get busy, so I will close down the shop for an hour!” With swift moves, Enri ran out of the classroom.
“She’s planning on using me for this store’s popularity…How calculative, really.”
“She doesn’t have any bad intentions…Wait, where did the others go?”
When I looked around, everyone else from class D had left. I guess they saw this chance to enjoy the culture festival.
“Huh, I guess I might be able to do this after all. It’s not rare to find idols my age.”
“…………”
Maka-sensei observed her own appearance in the mirror.
“Well then, guess I should group up with Kuu again.”
“Oh my, do you think you can run away from me?” Idol Maka-chan grabbed my shoulder. “We’ve been busy with the culture festival as of late, so we didn’t get to do more ‘education’, right? Nobody is around, so this is the perfect timing.”
“Enri will be back right away, don’t you remember? And, what kind of education do you have in mind with these clothes…”
“Eh? As long as I can enjoy you being bewildered by this gap to my usual Unobtainable Flower mode, that’s all that matters, you know?”
“There’s no just cause to find there?!”
Wasn’t the reason for the education for me to fall in love with Maka-sensei? When did that just become a pretense for Maka-sensei to enjoy herself!?
“This isn’t half bad. I am quite good at singing, you see.” Maka-sensei started singing a popular idol song, dancing accordingly.
Her miniskirt was flapping up and down as a result.
“T-To think you could even sing like this, I always learn something new about you…”
“I do visit karaoke bars, you know. It would be bad if I was tone deaf, right.”
“…I think that idols who are bad at singing are pretty cute as well.”
“My, you’re still rebellious I see. I guess I was being too lax as of late.” Maka-sensei put one hand on her skirt, slowly lifting it up. “Fufufu, maybe I should go all out for once. I need to remind you how scary my education can be…!”
“You’re more of a demon lord now!”
Though it felt like that from the very beginning!
“No, just lifting it would be too weak. Taking pictures is okay, right? And, there’s even a bit of a stage here.”
“It’s for the people who want to show off their cosplays!”
Where normally the teacher’s desk stood, they put together six desks to create a stage of sorts. With slick and skilled movement, Maka-sensei went up on that stage.
“Before, I couldn’t show you the real deal right? Let me show it to you now!”
T-There it is…! The (cute and energetic) magical girl dance, but this time it’s the real deal! Or, the copy of the real deal that was on TV before!
“Sensei! If you dance this high up…!”
Her miniskirt fluttered up and down, allowing me to see what’s inside…!
“Would you like to take a picture inside my skirt? Of course, only you’re allowed to take pictures of your favorite Idol Maka-chan!”
“I’d rather not!”
Even if I get the permission of the other person, I can’t just take sneaky pictures like that!
“I told you, because of all these events, we couldn’t do any proper ‘education’ for a while. Not to mention that you got along too well with that high school girl, so I can’t just stay calm.”
“I don’t think you were ever staying calm…” Maybe it’s just my bad memory playing tricks on me?
“Doesn’t have to be a gravure idol like Amanashi-san. I can show you my skin through being a normal idol as well. That’s what you like the most, right?”
“N-No, not really…”
“Fufu, no need to hold back like that, dear customer. You can even touch this dancer as much as you want, okay?”
“H-Hey…!”
Maka-sensei grabbed my hand, and pulled me up to the stage.
“You only get to see idol Maka today, you know? This is your only chance to fully strip her as well…What will you do?”
“M-Maka-sensei, this is really bad…” I gulped audibly.
Maka-sensei slowly started to take off the sailor uniform—Finally, black underwear started to show from beneath the skirt.
“It might not be a swimsuit, but it’s still underwear, you know? But, since my top is so white, I had to take it off or it would shine through.”
“Y-You’re not wearing a bra!?”
You can’t step in front of people like that then!
“Don’t worry, people won’t realize that easily. See…I’m not wearing one.”
“Urk…”
Maka-sensei grabbed my arm again, pulling it to her chest. My hands sunk right into her large breasts.
“Maka-sensei, this is bad…If Enri comes back…”
“Kyaa~ You say that, but where are you touching me?”
“………”
How could this happen…Did I finally break down after all that stimulating ‘education’…? My hand sunk deeper inside Maka-sensei’s chest, and when I moved it a bit, I could feel a hard tip. Of course, it was obvious as to what I was touching.
“Ahnn…Having them touched for the first time in a place like this…What a lewd boy you are…”
“That’s right, I’m a man, and not a trap…”
“Aren’t you a bit too aggressive…S-Stop, even I’m starting to feel weird…”
This is bad, we’re inside a classroom, with people walking around outside.
“Ahnn…Saigi-kun…”
I focussed my grip on the tip of her breasts, and played with it. I can’t…once I felt this softness, I can’t stop myself…They’re sucking me in…
“Sorry for the wait! I have brought the digital camera and another SD card!”
“………!”
The door to the classroom shot open, and Enri jumped inside. I panicked, and jumped off the stage—
“Careful, Saigi-kun.”
“………”
Maka-sensei grabbed my arm again. On top of that, she already fixed all her clothes…How quick are you!?
“Ah, you were standing on the stage already? Great timing. I thought of taking the pictures with you up there.”
Doesn’t seem like Enri is doubting us. She’s probably dead set on taking pictures of Maka-sensei…But, that was close…I still feel the sensation of her breasts on my hand. I have to forget about that, or I won’t be able to stay calm.
“This camera apparently used up the greater half of the photography club’s club budget, and is high-tec!”
“Shinbou-san, calm down, will you. I’m sure they have enough things they want to take pictures of.”
Maka-sensei acted like nothing happened. What a professional.
“Of course, I have received proper permission. The second I told them I needed it for a photoshoot with Fujiki-sensei, they practically pressed it onto me. They were worried that they might lose themselves in the process.”
“What kind of cult is this…”
“That just shows how charming and alluring Fujiki-sensei is! Makoto-san, come down from the stage!”
“Sorry to be in your way, alright…”
I did as I was told, when I saw Maka-sensei grinning at me. She’s probably aware that I still couldn’t forget the sensation of her breasts. Well, as long as she’s enjoying her culture festival, that’s all that matters…After all, Maka-sensei is trying to relieve her student days together with me. I’m curious about Fuuka-sensei and Shiya, but…she’s my girlfriend teacher after all.
“Makoto-san, help me out. I need you to take care of the lights, and—Hm?” Enri cut herself off, and took out her smartphone.
Since she’s the student council president, she probably gets a lot of messages and calls…Wait, Maka-sensei is on the phone as well?
“…Makoto-san.”
“Hm? What’s wrong, some trouble?”
“Well…things turned out troublesome it seems. Could you contact Keimi-senpai?”
“Huh…?”
Not only Enri, but Maka-sensei also looked at me. Both of them clearly bothered. What, am I not going to enjoy the rest of the culture festival after all?
1 An abbreviation for ‘Threesome’
CClaw Translations 
Thank you for the translation!
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