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As a teacher, I cannot let my negative emotions affect these children.
Akita still has the resolve to be a good teacher.
Shirakawa had already secretly learned about Akita-sensei while at the Western restaurant.
Now there's only one troublesome problem: how can we get Akita-sensei to open up?
"Shirakawa-kun, you're here. Where's Sakura?" Akita asked.
"She'll be here in a bit."
"Well, let's talk about your problem first."
"I won't go into too much detail about male-female relationships. Just don't be late for class this morning. You were quite late last time when Officer Miike came to give a lecture."
"Yes, yes." Shirakawa nodded as he listened to Akita's teachings, pondering how he could proactively tell Akita all about his difficulties.
Shirakawa couldn't ask directly. He wasn't familiar with Akita at the moment, and even if Akita had difficulties, he wouldn't be honest with Shirakawa, his student, about it.
She'll probably just give you answers like, "Don't pry into adult matters," or "It's none of your business as adults."
So what should we do?
Such close interactions between teachers and students only exist in comics and novels, and the various encounters and acquaintances are quite absurd and cannot be used as a good reference point.
Even in the original world, Shirakawa's teachers would usually keep calling his parents to criticize him for being disobedient and not studying hard enough to prepare for the college entrance exam.
There are no scripts or phrases to refer to.
"Are you playing games all night? Students should prioritize their studies. Playing is fine, but it needs to be in moderation. You look pretty listless today," Mr. Akita muttered to himself.
That's true. Shirakawa could feel the effects of the candle slowly fading, and a great sense of fatigue and drowsiness began to creep in.
However, it can still hold on for now.
"Our school has a high deviation score. As long as you study hard, you will definitely be able to get into a good university."
Shirakawa nodded repeatedly, letting the words go in one ear and out the other; he had heard these words far too many times before.
"Alright, that's enough said. Enjoy the school festival." Akita-sensei patted Shirakawa on the shoulder, telling him to go back.
We can't spoil the students' mood with these nagging remarks before the school festival.
However, in this short period of time, Shirakawa has not yet figured out a breakthrough to get closer to Akita.
Then we'll have to take the hard line.
Shirakawa pulled the colorful maid card out of his pocket.
"Ms. Akita, do you work at this store?"
"Huh? What? What do you mean?" The sudden turn of events caught Akita completely off guard.
"Akita-sensei, you don't want the whole class to know that you're a maid in private, do you?" Shirakawa said, feigning a threat.
118. Come to my house tonight.
"Maid? I've never been a maid."
Akita-sensei still harbored a sliver of hope that he could get away with it.
Even though Shirakawa had already shown the little card.
“I’ve already called, and the staff there said something else.”
Huh? Didn't the manager say it was confidential? How could Shirakawa know?
Akita-sensei wavered somewhat.
"If I report the teacher to the education authorities or tell all my classmates, the consequences could be..."
Shirakawa shook the small card in his hand, threateningly.
Of course, Shirakawa wouldn't do that, but it was the only possibility he could think of to get close to his teacher.
"No, no, please, Shirakawa-san, don't tell anyone else." Akita-sensei clenched her hands tightly, a hint of panic appearing on her young, pretty face.
To be honest, the job of a housekeeper is rather "gray" and cannot be openly discussed. Even if Akita did nothing wrong and behaved properly, the education department might still investigate and the outcome is uncertain.
Moreover, if those disobedient students find out, they might frequently visit the maid cafe and disturb the other staff's work.
Mr. Akita is in a hurry to make money and doesn't want to cause any more trouble at this critical juncture.
"Hmph, teacher, so you admit you worked at a maid cafe at night?"
“Yes, I will go back tonight,” Akita replied in a low voice.
"Why did you go to work at a maid cafe?" Shirakawa continued to press.
The teacher had no choice but to tell her all her difficulties and experiences.
She spoke with great sincerity, clearly hoping that Shirakawa would pity her.
During the explanation, Shirakawa deliberately mentioned the principal in an attempt to get information out of Akita-sensei.
Out of fear, Akita-sensei also told Shirakawa everything she knew about the principal.
This perfectly matches the information Shirakawa has obtained so far.
So, Akita-sensei's current difficulty is a lack of money, and the blond-haired man who has fallen from grace is the principal.
With a starting point, things become much easier.
"I've told you everything about me, please don't tell anyone else."
Threatened, Akita had no choice but to submit and plead with Shirakawa in a begging tone.
Shirakawa shook his head and said with a mischievous grin, "I haven't even stated my conditions yet! I finally found out the teacher's hidden little secret... I can't just let myself take advantage of it."
The drama of the blond-haired man threatening the kind female teacher must continue.
Simply confirming her information is not very meaningful.
When Akita was desperate, she still went to the principal to be her girlfriend, and was later sold to a brothel in Nagasaki.
Shirakawa has no choice but to play along and pretend to be the bad guy.
"What exactly do you want?"
"Come to my house tonight, dressed as a maid."
"Huh? This...this..." Akita-sensei hesitated. Wearing a maid outfit to his house?
Akita couldn't help but think that Shirakawa wanted to do something lewd to her.
"It's just cleaning my room, don't worry. My family is here too. I'm not a bad person, and I'll pay for the cleaning."
Shirakawa then put on an innocent expression and said...
The so-called family members actually refer to Miike Naoko.
Shirakawa couldn't push Akita too hard, lest he push her to the edge and run straight into the principal's arms for protection...
Wouldn't that mean we're doomed?
At this point, it's best not to push your luck and to maintain a balance between tension and relaxation.
Moreover, Shirakawa really didn't have any improper thoughts about this teacher. His current plan was to frequently seek out the teacher to serve him, so that he could legitimately give her money to support her.
Dealing with the principal is a matter for later.
“Okay.” Akita nodded in agreement.
Since he has family around, Shirakawa shouldn't do anything too outrageous.
Akita-sensei has completely lost her authority as a teacher; she is now just a weak woman who has been caught red-handed and is at Shirakawa's mercy.
The social status of the two individuals was also cleverly reversed.
"Then I'll go home and wait for your news."
Shirakawa turned and left.
I feel mixed emotions.
Now that things have come to this, it seems that the only way to save Akita is through the same "methods" that the blond guy used.
As Shirakawa was leaving, he happened to bump into Mitsu Sakura, who had just arrived.
Mitsu Sakura ignored Shirakawa's presence, brushed past him, and entered the office.
"Teacher Akita, I'm here!"
“Okay, okay,” Akita replied a few times.
Sakura noticed that Akita-sensei seemed distracted, lost in thought.
"Teacher?" Sakura asked with concern.
Unlike Sakura and Shirakawa, who are "transfer students," Akita-sensei has been the homeroom teacher for some time and has a fairly good relationship with the students.
"No, no." Akita-sensei finally came to her senses.
"You were late today. Remember to be careful next time."
Akita-sensei was preoccupied with Shirakawa's threats and couldn't think of anything to say to her students.
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