Let's do it again, Yukino.

Thirty-four

When Yukino Thyme's hand was gently grasped by the man she had just met at the bar, she, who had been somewhat prepared for what would happen next, suddenly hesitated.

Half an hour ago, Yukino Yukari, who had originally planned to come to the bar alone to enjoy her nightlife, encountered this man while having a drink by herself.

She wasn't sure if it was because she had drunk too much, but she couldn't quite remember whether the man in front of her was named Inudou, Kudo, or Saito.

Although it was their first meeting, they had a very pleasant conversation at the bar.

It was also when this man, who claimed to work "at a publishing house," was having a good time drinking that he suggested Yukino and the other person go to a better bar nearby to continue drinking.

Therefore, Yukino Thyme, who has always found it difficult to refuse people, did not refuse the man's invitation.

Having grown up many years ago, she also knows that social relationships are a necessary process for everyone.

The sounds of traffic at the intersection and on the street made her, who was drunk, just want to find a place to sleep for a while.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, Yukino suddenly stopped. She sensed the man who had been supporting her stop in front of a brightly lit hotel.

The man smiled and offered a suggestion to Yukino, who was already somewhat drunk beside him.

"Would you like to go inside and rest for a bit?"

Seemingly noticing Yukino's drunken, dazed smile, he put one arm around her shoulder and gently tried to push her into the hotel.

At this moment, Yukino, for some reason, was still smiling slightly.

It's just like in the comics!

She thought to herself, "Even the man's lines are exactly the same as those in the comics."

The hotel's frosted glass automatic door opened silently, and the cool air inside gently blew onto her face.

Unable to bear the light in the hotel lobby, she frowned and reflexively lowered her head.

She noticed the man's gleaming leather shoes, which he was meeting for the first time.

The cold air blew across her face again, and the haze of alcohol was suddenly blown away.

Yukino Thyme, who was about to move forward, suddenly stopped. As she regained some clarity, she looked around at the unfamiliar surroundings.

"What's wrong? Are you still feeling unwell?"

The man next to him kindly inquired.

She pushed away the man who tried to hug her.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry..."

She bent down, bowed her head, and kept apologizing to the man in front of her, even she herself was a little unclear why she was apologizing to this man.

The man frowned slightly. He couldn't understand why the woman, who had just been somewhat charming and compliant, had suddenly become so tough. Without thinking, he reached out to grab the woman who was trying to escape.

Then, his hand was slapped away violently by a hand that suddenly reached out from the side.

A lazy, teasing voice entered their ears.

"Looking like a middle-aged man, don't try to pick up innocent drunk girls and spend the night with them like we young people do. Don't you think it's shameful? If you really can't control your lower body, you might as well find those high school girls who will do whatever you want until dawn as long as you pay. That's more cost-effective."

Springtime, who had quietly appeared behind the two, mercilessly mocked the man in front of her with crude language.

While pulling the still apologizing Yukino-sensei behind him, Haruhi inadvertently created distance between the two, frowning as he looked at this man who seemed to have absolutely no connection with Yukino-sensei.

"Hey, do you know her name?"

Haruhi pointed to Yukino-sensei behind him.

"..."

"Then, I'll take her with me first."

Pushing up her glasses, Kasuga looked at the man with the "headmaster's hairstyle" who had stopped talking. After a five-second standoff, Kasuga didn't hesitate any longer. She grabbed the now-soothed Yukino-sensei, turned around, and left the pink-themed hotel.

"Damn...what a pity."

In the dim light, Chunri heard the man behind her muttering curses, and couldn't help but let out a cold laugh.

Go to hell!

Wanting to sleep with Xiaoxue's teacher on the first meeting? Uncle, you're seriously dreaming...

……

…………

A 27-year-old woman doesn't see things as clearly as a 17-year-old boy.

Yukino Yurika, who was being pulled along by a boy in the uniform of the school she taught at, twisted her body repeatedly after having this thought, trying to break free from the boy who was pulling her forward with his head down.

"Let me go, let me go, let me go! I'm a teacher at your school!!"

The woman, who was always gentle and kind to everyone at school, suddenly became somewhat irritable, for some reason.

"..."

When they were a few hundred meters away from the hotel, Haruhi, who hadn't said a word to Yukino-sensei since the beginning, finally let go of Yukino Thyme's arm. The latter staggered and fell onto the bench behind her.

"You still remember you're a teacher?"

I don't know what to say in spring.

"Like an ignorant little girl who just stepped out of school, she was foolishly taken to a hotel. Mr. Yukino, are you sure you are the classical Chinese teacher of Class J in the second year of Soubu High School?"

"What I do is my own business, why are you interfering? Besides, who are you? Do I know you?"

Yukino Hyakuri, who didn't seem to be fully awake yet, didn't recognize the boy in front of her at first glance. While cursing something viciously, she turned around, squatted in the corner next to her, and vomited everything out with a loud "whoosh".

"I am Haruhi Kasuga. Didn't we just meet not long ago?"

A sour, foul smell wafted through the air.

Sure enough, even a beautiful woman, if she drinks too much, will vomit just like an ordinary person, and it will smell terrible.

Springtime couldn't help but frown.

Upon hearing Haruhi's self-introduction, Yukino chuckled and waved her hand. Her once graceful figure was now somewhat hunched over from vomiting so violently, completely losing the classical beauty she usually possessed at school.

"You're Kasuga-kun? How could that be? You don't look like him at all!"

"Forehead……"

Haruhi stared speechlessly at Yukino Hyakuri, who seemed genuinely unaware of his presence. As his fingers pushed up his glasses, he remembered something and reached out to remove the non-prescription glasses Yukino had given him.

"Did you recognize me? Yukino-sensei?"

Are the glasses Xiaoxue gave me really that good? Even though I know her fairly well, she didn't recognize me standing right in front of her?

Yukino Yerry looked at Haruhi, who had taken off her glasses, and after exclaiming in surprise, she slowly sat down on the bench next to her, her face a little pale, but she looked at Haruhi with an apologetic smile.

"Sorry, Kasuga-kun, you just put on a new badge, I really didn't recognize you."

"..."

Are you trying to act cute with me?

Under the cover of night, Yukino-sensei's casual remark made his lips tremble slightly with anger.

"Teacher Yukino, do you think now is the time to tell me jokes?"

"This is the first time I've seen Kasuga wearing glasses. She looks like a completely different person compared to when she's not wearing glasses."

With a long sigh of relief, Yukino, who was sitting on the bench, gradually sobered up and understood everything. She couldn't help but lean back and stretch her body to look up at the sky.

If it weren't for this child, I'd probably be lying on that clean bed in a hotel room right now.

The summer breeze caressed Yukino Thyme's body, and she gently brushed aside the bangs that were covering her eyes.

"Actually, it's not necessary to save me or not, Kasuga-kun."

Yukino said something somewhat surprising, and her previously bewildered eyes suddenly cleared.

"Forehead……"

"Teacher, I'm not as innocent and naive as you think. Or rather, do you think a woman of my age would still be a virgin?"

The meaning behind Yukino Yerry's words was self-evident.

Isn't a bar precisely a place for such social interaction...?

Yukino thought that perhaps this underage boy wouldn't understand what she was saying.

Adults who are beginning to become independent in society act alone in this way. Even without being introduced by others, they will naturally encounter someone in this world and gradually get to know them.

The adult world is formed in this way, gradually expanding.

"No, I think you've misunderstood something, Yukino-sensei?"

Spring touched his nose. The boy wasn't surprised by what the teacher in front of him said, but rather sighed helplessly.

As expected, she misunderstood something; it wasn't because I was being overly kind that I pulled her out.

“If it were any other teacher in that situation, I definitely wouldn’t have stepped in to help like I did just now.”

Especially for Ms. Hiratsuka, who has been single for so many years, if she were taken to a hotel by a man, regardless of whether it was intentional on her part, he himself would probably consider it a celebration of Ms. Hiratsuka's growth.

But, Yukino-sensei, you're different. You're the teacher that girl kept mentioning to me, the one she respected...

"I pulled you out of this situation not just because you're a teacher I know."

In the darkness of spring, a few meters away from Yukino Hyakuri, he shook his head in denial, but he didn't reveal the real reason.

"Could it be that you like me, your teacher?"

Ms. Yukino's initially agitated mood suddenly calmed down during her conversation with the boy, and she stared intently at the roguish look in the boy's eyes.

"..."

"By the way, Yukino-sensei, who gave you the narcissism and courage to ask your students such a question?"

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Chapter Thirty-Five: A Sunny Spring Day: I'm Sorry for Being Born.