The impression this troublesome student left on her was truly too profound.
Both saved and taken care of.
A handsome young man who nearly fulfilled all of Kirisu Mafuyu's fantasies.
( ` ) <3
Young, handsome, talented, rich, a great cook, skilled at taking care of others, thoughtful...
Saying she wasn't moved would definitely be a lie.
Ever since that drunken incident, Kirisu Mafuyu had been avoiding Yukima Azuma.
After that, he went to Iwate.
Only then was Kirisu Mafuyu able to breathe a sigh of relief.
But now that the Ryuuou tournament had ended, Yukima Azuma was about to return.
Living together like this, no matter how much she tried to avoid it, being caught was only a matter of time.
Kirisu Mafuyu even entertained the idea of moving out of the Yukima household.
Originally, she had moved into the Yukima house to supervise Yukima Azuma and the other girls.
Yet now, she, the supervisor, was about to fall into the trap herself.
Lifting her head to look around the room.
Wherever her gaze landed, everything began to feel chaotic again.
After being tidied up neatly by her own student
Kirisu Mafuyu had tried to maintain the order according to the standards Yukima Azuma had set.
But after just a few days, everything became messy again.
It seemed she had an innate talent for wrecking household chores.
(,,,,)
If she didn't touch anything, the tidiness might last a few more days.
But once she intended to step in
Everything collapsed.
"Like this, do I even resemble a teacher anymore..."
Kirisu Mafuyu covered her face in embarrassment.
( //>///
Clack...
The sound of the door opening came from the entrance downstairs.
Kirisu Mafuyu immediately sat up straight.
Just like an elementary school student caught off guard by their parents unexpectedly returning home, having spent the whole day watching TV instead of doing homework.
"I'm home... Huh? No one's home~?"
A young man's voice echoed from downstairs.
Only then did Kirisu Mafuyu remember that today, she was the only one at home.
Kasumigaoka Utaha had gone to the Fujikawa publishing house to prepare for the release of the final volume of The Metronome in Love.
Yukinoshita Yukino, as busy as ever, was working at the Laplace Corporation office.
As for Kato Megumi, who had suddenly moved into the Yukima household in the middle of summer break
Lately, she had returned home to help her older sister prepare for her wedding.
Hmm... Wasn't someone else missing?
... Forget it, if she couldn't remember, it probably wasn't important.
Kirisu Mafuyu stood up.
Even though she really didn't want to face this troublesome student at all.
But Yukima Azuma had just won the Ryuuou tournament and returned home full of excitement
Yet there was no one at home to share his joy with him.
()
Just thinking about that feeling, Kirisu Mafuyu couldn't ignore it.
( )
Especially when she knew very well the root of Yukima Azuma's problems.
That boy had always been lonely since childhood.
Taking two deep breaths.
Kirisu Mafuyu pulled open the door and quickly stepped outside.
As a result, the moment she stepped down the stairs
She immediately saw Yukima Azuma looking up at her expectantly.
( ®®)!!
Of course, he already knew that today, only Kirisu Mafuyu was at home.
( )
...
After the disciple ceremony ended, Yukima Azuma had informed the girls in the house about his return.
They had all sent their congratulations to him via Line.
But, the girls had also mentioned that they were busy.
They had their own lives, and Yukima Azuma could certainly understand that.
All things considered, today, only Kirisu Mafuyuwho had been trying to avoid himwas left in the house.
Based on what he knew about Kirisu Mafuyu,
She definitely wouldn't leave him alone.
So, the moment he stepped into the house, Yukima Azuma had deliberately called out.
Then, he stood by the stairs and waited.
Seeing Kirisu Mafuyu hurriedly coming down, Yukima Azuma couldn't help but smile.
"Kirisu-sensei, I'm home!"
Yukima Azuma's tone at this moment was just like a boyfriend returning home.
Kirisu Mafuyu nodded slightly, hesitated for a moment, then still replied:
"U-Umu umu, welcome home."
The situation was completely different from what she had imagined.
The boy in front of her didn't seem lonely at all.
Even so, if repeat again, Kirisu Mafuyu would still have stepped out of her room and come downstairs.
But now, facing Yukima Azuma, she really just wanted to turn around and run back to her room.
"Sensei, have you had lunch yet?" Yukima Azuma asked.
Kirisu Mafuyu glanced at the clock in the living room.
Only then did she realize that it was already close to noon.
"Not yet." She shook her head.
"Then I'll cook. Sensei, just wait in the living room for a bit."
Saying that, Yukima Azuma headed towards the kitchen.
Casually grabbing the apron hanging near the door, he put it on.
Watching the young man reach behind his back to tie the apron strings
His tall figure, firm arms, and that cute apron.
Kirisu Mafuyu unconsciously swallowed.
( ` ).
"Uh... You just got back, don't tire yourself out. I can just order two portions of takeout."
When she made the suggestion, her tone wasn't firm at all.
"It's fine, I didn't get tired on the way home. Besides, takeout isn't as good as my cooking, right?"
Yukima Azuma tied the apron strings into a bow at the back, then turned around.
He winked at Kirisu Mafuyu.
"Mm..." Kirisu Mafuyu only let out a long murmur, but her body was very honest
She had obediently sat down at the dining table before she even realized it.
There was no other choice!
That boy's cooking was simply too good, like magic, tempting the soul.
These past few days, she had been ordering takeout.
Her longing for the taste of his cooking had reached the point where she could no longer hold back her drool.
(ЇЇ)
She was just hungry, not thirsty, believe her!!!
Moreover, this scene was just too much like her fantasies!
After getting married, the two of them would live in an apartment of their own.
Both had their own jobs, and after returning home one after another, they would greet each other with "I'm home" and "Welcome home."
Then, the husband would put on an apron and prepare a simple meal.
Nothing too fancy, just ordinary home-cooked dishes.
Then, the two would sit at the dining table, eating while sharing interesting stories about their day.
This sceneany single woman of marriageable age must have imagined it at least once!
And now, a beautiful young man who far exceeded her expectations was standing right in front of her, wearing an apron...
How could she possibly refuse!!!
"Kirisu-sensei, what are you thinking about?"
Yukima Azuma's voice pulled Kirisu Mafuyu back to reality.
(®® ")
There were already two stir-fried dishes on the table.
Yukima Azuma was scooping rice from the electric cooker.
"Is this enough?" He held up a small bowl of rice for Kirisu Mafuyu to see.
She hurriedly nodded. "U-Umu, that's enough."
Receiving the bowl of rice and chopsticks he handed over, Kirisu Mafuyu's heartbeat involuntarily sped up.
(o)
Yukima Azuma also scooped a bowl of rice and began eating.
He picked up a piece of stir-fried meat and put it into his mouth.
As for Kirisu Mafuyu, the moment she took her first bite, her taste buds felt as if they were bathed in a refreshing rain after a long drought.
After so many days of longing, she was finally satisfied.
Her eyes gently closed, and a look of enjoyment appeared on her face.
()
Taking several more bites of rice, Kirisu Mafuyu suddenly looked up at Yukima Azuma, only then remembering why she had come downstairs.
She slapped her forehead, blaming herself for thinking about nonsense earlier.
"( _ <,, )
Then, she quickly spoke:
"Congratulations on winning the Ryuuou title! It's truly amazing!"
After saying just two sentences, Kirisu Mafuyu realized she really wasn't good at complimenting others.
Luckily, even though her praise was somewhat lacking, the atmosphere didn't become awkward.
"Thank you, Kirisu-sensei. It's all thanks to you for understanding and encouraging me before."
Yukima Azuma said with a smile.
Hearing this, Kirisu Mafuyu could only shake her head helplessly.
"I didn't do anything. This is an achievement you earned yourself."
Even though they had a teacher-student relationship, Kirisu Mafuyu felt that she hadn't actually helped Yukima Azuma much.
From beginning to end, his determination had never wavered, so he never really needed her encouragement.
His goals were extremely clear, with no need for anyone to guide him.
If there was anything she did that could be considered a great help, it was probably just signing his leave application.
But Kirisu Mafuyu never expected
Just as she shook her head,
Yukima Azuma suddenly spoke seriously:
"As long as Kirisu-sensei is by my side, that alone is an immense help."
"Meeting Kirisu-sensei is truly the greatest luck and joy in my life."
"Kirisu-sensei is the number one teacher in the world!"
These words, even though Kirisu Mafuyu knew they were mostly meant to flatter her,
She still couldn't help but feel moved.
(>/////<)
Chapter 188: Mafuyu-sensei, please take responsibility for me!
Chapter 188: Mafuyu-sensei, please take responsibility for me!
After the meal, Kirisu Mafuyu cleaned up the dishes and placed them into the dishwasher.
Watching the dishwasher start up, with the dishes inside gradually being cleaned,
She couldn't help but sigh: How convenient.
)
For someone as bad at housework as she was, this was truly an incredibly user-friendly invention.
Since Yukima Azuma had done the cooking, naturally, she should be the one to do the dishes.
But in the past, there had been a precedent.
Leaving dishwashing to Kirisu Mafuyu was a task with extremely high risk.
Not only was she prone to breaking dishes,
But Kirisu Mafuyu herself was also at risk of getting injured by the broken shards.
She had meant to help, yet in the end, it turned into a complete mess, and Yukima Azuma had to step in to salvage the situation.
( )
Just recalling that scene was enough to make Kirisu Mafuyu feel embarrassed.
She wanted to find a hole to crawl into.
(ЇЇ)
Fortunately, now that there was a dishwasher, such embarrassing incidents probably wouldn't happen again.
Speaking of which, this dishwasher was also made by Yukima Azuma.
"Meeting him must have been my luck."
Kirisu Mafuyu truly felt that way in her heart.
Just as she let out a breath of relief
"Kirisu-sensei, let's go to your room." Yukima Azuma's voice suddenly came from behind.
Hearing that, Kirisu Mafuyu's body instantly froze, trembling unconsciously.
Nani?
(O_O)!
Go to her room?
That even if they were going to do it, they should at least wait until the boy graduated.
Besides, her room wouldn't do, it would completely kill the mood.
"Kirisu Mafuyu! What on earth are you thinking!? Right now, if he mentions a room, it can only mean that kind of thing, right!? Are you that desperate!?"
(>/////<)
A deafening explosion echoed in her mind.
Kirisu Mafuyu stiffly turned around.
"H-Huh? W-Why my room?"
She still held onto a sliver of hopemaybe the kid just wanted a quiet place to study?
If that was the case, they could just go to his room instead.
"Because Kirisu-sensei's room is a mess, like the scene of a traffic accident."
"Last time, even though I helped Kirisu-sensei clean up, it's already been a few days."
"The room must have turned into a disaster zone again. Just to be sure, I need to check."
Yukima Azuma looked at Kirisu Mafuyu with an expression that said, you know exactly what I mean.
( )
Kirisu Mafuyu's last hope shattered.
The thing she had tried so hard to hide was now being dragged into the daylight.
Her entire being deflated like a salted fish, completely devoid of energy and dreams.
"Um Can we not go?"
"Nuh-uh! Of course not!"
Under Yukima Azuma's firm stance
Kirisu Mafuyu lowered her head and led the boy upstairs, stopping in front of her room.
She took out the key and unlocked the door.
Kirisu Mafuyu grasped the doorknob, but she really didn't want to push it open.
Seeing this, Yukima Azuma could already guess the state of the room inside.
Without hesitation, he reached out and directly placed his hand over Kirisu Mafuyu's fair, slender one.
"Mm~..." The soft moanwhether from her student suddenly holding her hand or from the impending doom of the door being openedwas unclear.
The door creaked open.
A slightly messy room came into view.
Yukima Azuma was a little surprised.
He had expected to see another disaster like last time.
But Kirisu Mafuyu's room was actually only a little messy this time.
It seemed that, given Kirisu Mafuyu's terrible housework skills
She must have worked really hard just to keep it at this level.
Yukima Azuma stepped into the room and began tidying up.
He sorted the books on the deskplacing the ones in use on the desk and returning the unused ones to the shelf.
The clothes that had once occupied the chair were carefully hung up.
This time, Kirisu Mafuyu stood right beside him.
Upon asking, he found out that all the clothes in the room were clean.
As for the worn clothes, she would immediately throw them into the laundry basket and wash them right away.
Watching Yukima Azuma help tidy up her room, Kirisu Mafuyu felt somewhat conflicted.
The previously chaotic room became neat and spotless in the blink of an eye.
Looking at the orderly, clutter-free room
Kirisu Mafuyu suddenly felt a bit of admiration.
If only she could clean her room as well as he did.
Sasuga Azuma, you're amazing!
Wait a minuteYukima Azuma was her student, she was the teacher!
Realizing this, Kirisu Mafuyu felt even more conflicted.
"All done." Yukima Azuma clapped his hands after finishing the cleanup. "Now, Kirisu-sensei can stay here more comfortably."
Kirisu Mafuyu pressed her lips together, struggling to utter a simple word of gratitude:
"Thank you, Azuma-kun."
()
Calling him a "delinquent student" at this moment would be too much.
