Chapter 212

Haihara didn't stop there. Instead, she slowly bent down and pressed her face against Tachibana's lower abdomen, as if trying to listen to what was happening inside.

She leaned against Tachibana's taut stomach and said expressionlessly:

"Or perhaps, Miss Tachibana wants to be called 'Mom'?"

Just like caressing a pregnant wife, Haihara whispered, nestled against Tachibana's waist.

Her voice was low and hoarse, devoid of warmth.

This was, of course, retaliation Tachibana Ms. Tachibana's strange remark.

However, at that moment, Haihara, who was close to Tachibana, smelled a strange odor.

It tastes the same as the honey wine we just had.

The strong smell of alcohol, along with the sweet, pungent scent of honey, burst forth in the bath, as if someone had poured honey-scented perfume into a hot spring.

This smell was clearly not something that had been there all along.

It was brewed suddenly just now.

Because it appeared so suddenly, Haihara was momentarily choked.

Did Miss Tachibana accidentally spill the wine?

Just as Haihara was thinking this, she slowly raised her head, and upon raising it, she saw the indescribable expression on Tachibana.

It was like the expression on her face every night after she finished with Kougami.

Love seemed to condense into liquid and drip down, and her face was so red that one wondered just how hot it was, as if it were about to steam.

Tachibana trembled, yet she couldn't resist wanting to hug Haihara, to pull Haihara into her arms, and to rub her against her stomach.

"Could you... could you please call again?"

Her usually gentle and mature voice was now completely out of control.

He even began to tremble uncontrollably.

If Haihara weren't so cold-hearted, Tachibana would have even wanted to feed Haihara just how much maternal love she had.

This undoubtedly puzzled Haihara.

What?

Before she could ask, she heard Tachibana continue to ramble on, unable to contain her wavering.

"I want... I want to hear you call my name again, I want to hear you call me that..."

Miss Tachibana's appearance is nothing like the wonderful person Haihara had been when they first met.

How should I put it? Ms. Tachibana, I don't know if it's because she drank too much just now, looks like a crazy woman.

"Would you like me to feed you? We've been talking so much, you must be hungry now... You see, I can definitely feed you until you're full..."

Moreover, the aroma of the honey wine in the bath was becoming increasingly strong.

If the fragrance is too strong, it's not as pleasant; it's like an overflowing feminine scent...

"... Ms Tachibana, calm down."

After soaking in the public bath for about ten minutes, Haihara felt that was enough.

Seeing Tachibana, Haihara began to wonder if she should go back to Kirishima to sleep.

After leaving the public bath and returning to her room, Haihara changed into a set of pajamas suitable for sleeping and looked at the large empty bed next to Kirishima Ai.

The bed was made by Kirishima Ai herself during the day.

Since the bed is so big, big enough for two adults to sleep in, Haihara wouldn't be so ungrateful.

After a quick wash, Haihara returned to her bedroom and found that Kirishima Ai was still fast asleep.

It's just that... the buttons seem to be buttoned wrong.

Haihara remembers that she tied it when she transformed, and it seems she tied it in a bit of a rush.

She slowly sat down and lay down in the blankets next to Kirishima Ai. Just as she was about to reach out to help Kirishima Ai button her pajamas back into place, her entire arm was wrapped around by the girl.

Then, Kirishima Ai wrapped her legs around Haihara's body like a koala, hugging Haihara tightly, leaving Haihara speechless for a moment.

This kid has terrible sleeping posture.

Why can't she learn from her middle school-aged sister?

Just as she was thinking this, Kirishima Ai, who was asleep, suddenly grabbed Haihara's collar again, and then frowned slightly on her sleeping face, as if she had some uncomfortable dream.

At such close range, Haihara could hear the girl's whispers:

"... Mother."

The girl's voice talking in her sleep was very cute.

Haihara was initially amused by Kirishima Ai's sleep-talking.

After Kirishima Ai shouted this many times, Haihara's expression changed slightly, as if she had been touched a little.

After that, they remained silent.

Her face, which had been gentle at first, later turned cold again, even a little sour.

Haihara's mood was a little strange.

She couldn't quite articulate her own thoughts.

Even though it's her Kirishima Ai now, she's calling for her mother in her sleep.

There doesn't seem to be anything wrong with it.

Anyway, she could definitely be a mother to many people.

Only Kirishima Ai truly has her own parents and doesn't need a bad teacher like her.

However, this thought only lasted for a moment.

Rather than having this strange idea suddenly pop into her head, she'd rather think about what happened with Ms. Tachibana at the hot spring.

Haihara's gaze gradually drifted to the snowflakes outside the window.

Snowflakes drifted down one by one onto the steaming hot bath, only to melt away in an instant.

Admittedly, H-cup breasts can make people overlook many things.

But there's no doubt that Ms. Tachibana is a Monster.

Haihara is not without common sense.

She usually associates such an odd person with people other than ordinary people.

For example: Magic girl.

It could also be Monster disguised as a human, or some Apostle she doesn't know.

Besides the situations mentioned above, there is another possibility.

Miss Tachibana is... what?

Chapter Nineteen: Dawn

On a warm, sunny morning, Kirishima Ai opened her eyes.

The bed was warm, and when she snuggled to the side, she felt something softer than a pillow, and it didn't just stay there; after she touched it, it turned over and shook.

When Kirishima Ai groggily glanced to the side, she saw a woman in loose pajamas lying next to her, or rather, half-sitting with one side of her back lazily leaning against the wall.

Early in the morning, the woman wasn't wearing her glasses and was casually looking at the comic book in her hand.

Yes, comics.

It looks like a copy of "Crayon Shin-chan".

Kirishima Ai never expected that Teacher Haihara would read books like this.

However, upon closer reflection, Teacher Haihara is a teacher of Chinese literature. She occasionally reads Chinese poems to her students in a beautiful voice, and when she is in a good mood, she will recommend some obscure but interesting literary works to her students if they ask.

Perhaps Teacher Haihara is surprisingly a sensitive and artistic woman.

"Teacher, is that comic book good?"

Having just woken up, Kirishima Ai asked in a delicate voice, speaking softly because the atmosphere was very quiet.

Teacher Haihara's pajamas are really erotic.

There's really nothing wrong with pajamas themselves, since clothes worn to sleep are usually loose.

But it seems that Teacher Haihara wasn't wearing a bra when she went to sleep last night.

Kirishima Ai doesn't really like wearing it to bed either.

However, this morning, perhaps because she had just woken up, she wasn't so focused on lust, but rather calmly looked at the woman's face.

Teacher Haihara is very pretty when she doesn't wear glasses.

Moreover, because she had short hair, she exuded an even stronger aloof beauty vibe.

"It's not good-looking."

The aloof beauty answered casually.

This was a response that greatly Kirishima Ai.

Most people would say they think it looks good in this situation, otherwise there would be no need to look at it here.

"Doesn't Teacher Haihara like this kind of manga?"

Kirishima Ai lazily curled up in bed for a while longer, still a little reluctant to leave the warmth inside.

Only the warmth of the blankets and Teacher Haihara's body temperature was truly comforting.

It's still very cold outside.

Looking at Teacher Haihara's face, she felt an urge to kiss it.

But she won't do that.

The reason is quite simple.

She had just woken up and hadn't washed up yet, so she couldn't accept kissing her teacher like that.

Meanwhile, Haihara also closed the manga:

"In the last few volumes of this manga, something not so easy always happens."

Kirishima Ai didn't know how to answer, because she hadn't read much of the manga, and she hadn't particularly liked the anime when she was a child.

Just as she was about to say something, she saw Teacher Haihara- sensei point outside, and Kirishima Ai curiously looked in that direction.

Then she saw white snowflakes falling outside, some even landing on the glass door.

After blinking for a moment, Kirishima Ai's gaze brightened slightly, her initial weariness returning to a more relaxed state.

"... It's snowing?"

Her tone was slightly surprised.

Perhaps because she had little concept of the seasons, she was only slightly surprised to see snow so early.

I guess I'm a little excited.

"Um."

Haihara responded calmly.

Then, she put down the comic book and glanced outside. Perhaps it was the sight of the bathtub that reminded her of what had happened the night before.

After soaking in the water for so long last night, she plans to do something else today.

For example, today, she wants to take a walk in the park.

However, yesterday, because they were unfamiliar with the area, they still got lost quite a few times even with an electronic map, so it might be better to ask the staff for directions.

With that in mind, Haihara prepared to pack up and go out to ask about things in the neighborhood.

On the other side, Kirishima Ai had just gotten out of bed to change into clothes suitable for going out during the day, and of course, she couldn't forget to wash up.