Teacher, I Am Actually a Villainous Magical Girl

Sakaki Chika broke down and started crying.

This left Teacher Haihara feeling quite at a loss.

She really didn't know what to do in a situation like this... after all, she had never cried herself.

After a while, Sakaki Chika hugged her on her own initiative, wrapping her arms tightly around Teacher Haihara's waist.

Teacher Haihara could only let her hold on, feeling somewhat helpless.

"Alright, alright..."

To be honest, Teacher Haihara was starting to want to go home; the home visit was over, anyway.

But this little idol was truly a champion at sobbing.

She had been clinging to her and crying for nearly five minutes now.

And she kept rubbing against her, making her clothes dirty in the process.

After letting Sakaki Chika hug her for a long time like this, the girl seemed to have cried herself out. She stopped sobbing, but her back kept trembling as she stayed nestled in Teacher Haihara's arms like a well-behaved little kitten.

A moment later, Sakaki Chika finally lifted her head, rubbed against Teacher Haihara's chest, and said with some embarrassment:

"I'm... I'm sorry... Teacher..."

Teacher Haihara looked at her coldly and said:

"If you feel sorry, then get off me."

Her balance of professional teaching ethics for the day had been exhausted; she could no longer overdraw any more warmth between teacher and student.

After Sakaki Chika got off her, Teacher Haihara checked her watch; it was already nearly eight o'clock.

At this hour, Teacher Haihara would usually have already finished dinner at home.

Looking at the pitiful-looking Sakaki Chika, Teacher Haihara thought about how to deal with this little rabbit next.

"Do you still have any money on you?"

Sakaki Chika definitely couldn't stay at her original home for the time being; at the very least, that man had to be kicked out first.

The young girl looked at Teacher Haihara innocently and shook her head.

"I only... have enough left for food..."

She had picked up her rabbit wallet from before; the money inside was barely enough for a few days of meals.

Sakaki Chika thought for a moment and added:

"In a while... a payment from a previous endorsement deal will hit my account."

But until then, she was essentially penniless.

Teacher Haihara was speechless for a moment.

How does a popular idol, who is also a Magical Girl, end up looking like this pitiful stray cat...

She pinched her chin and pondered for a while:

"I'll give you some money, then. Go stay at a hotel for the next two days, and once your money arrives, find a place to live on your own."

After saying this, Teacher Haihara nodded to herself, feeling that the radiance of her teaching ethics today was truly dazzling.

Besides paying for her daughter's schooling, she didn't really have anywhere to spend money, and she hadn't touched a single cent of the inheritance her parents left her, so she had basically no financial pressure.

She wouldn't feel the pinch from letting a student stay in a hotel for a few days.

However, after Teacher Haihara finished speaking, Sakaki Chika looked like she was about to cry again.

She hugged her once more, wrapping her arms tightly around Teacher Haihara's waist, and said in a very endearing way:

"...Teacher Haihara."

Teacher Haihara's gaze turned a little colder.

But the girl lifted her head again, looking at Teacher Haihara with pleading eyes:

"I don't want to... live alone..."

Although it was subtle and indirect, Sakaki Chika's meaning was easy to understand.

Teacher Haihara looked at her with a hint of disdain.

"I'm not your mother."

"Mom."

Sakaki Chika gently rubbed her hair against Teacher Haihara's fair neck.

"...You troublesome brat."

Teacher Haihara sighed helplessly, first gently pushing the little idol away, and said coldly:

"You can only stay for a few days. Move out the moment you have money."

Chapter 24: Off the clock, then picking up a JK idol

By the time the two of them returned home, it was already eight o'clock.

Teacher Haihara lived in an apartment near the school; it wasn't very large, which was fine for her alone, but with two people, they would have to give some serious thought to how to divide the space.

After entering, she turned on the lights.

"I usually live here by myself, so it's a bit messy. It's no use complaining about it."

Once the lights came on, what appeared before Sakaki Chika was a room with somewhat gloomy tones—quiet and cold. It lacked a strong sense of domestic life, containing almost nothing but the most basic necessities.

The only thing with a hint of emotional color was a glass tank placed with great care, though it seemed to be housing something...

After taking off her shoes, Sakaki Chika looked over there with curiosity, but she didn't spot anything inside the glass tank.

"Ah, I forgot. I usually let Little White roam free. It might bite, so wait here while I catch it."

Teacher Haihara said flatly.

"Little White? Is it a puppy? It's alright, Teacher, I'm not really afraid of dogs."

Sakaki Chika blinked, looking around the room curiously, wanting to see where the puppy was.

At the same time, she was somewhat surprised; she hadn't expected Teacher Haihara to have such a girlish side, keeping a puppy.

Teacher Haihara simply reached out her hand toward the counter next to Sakaki Chika:

"Ah, Little White is right here."

Her hand seemed to grab something, and then a low, hissing sound emerged.

Sakaki Chika froze. She looked at Teacher Haihara's hand to see a pure white snake writhing constantly, flicking its tongue at her as if it wanted to bite.

The young idol's face turned pale on the spot, and she retreated several steps.

"Alright, don't be afraid. This kind of snake isn't venomous, though it is true that it likes to bite."

Although Teacher Haihara had never been bitten herself.

She simply held the snake that was coiled around her arm with one hand, tossed it casually into the glass tank, and skillfully latched the lid.

"Teacher, this is... Little White?"

Sakaki Chika was trembling.

"Mm, it's quite cute, isn't it?"

Back home, Teacher Haihara set her bag down, took off her black suit jacket, and loosened her tie, leaving her in just a white shirt.

Before leaving her home, Sakaki Chika had also brought her suitcase along.

She hadn't lived in that house for a long time anyway, so there wasn't much she needed to take from there.

"There's an empty basket by the bathroom door. You can put the clothes you need washed in there, and I'll wash them separately for you later."

"You haven't had dinner yet, right? Is there anything you'd like to eat?"

Teacher Haihara usually lived alone, so she mostly ate leftovers from the morning for dinner. However, the portions were only enough for one, and most of the time she was too lazy to heat them up.

So now, she had to cook an extra meal.

"Anything is fine for me."

After entering the room, Sakaki Chika felt a bit at a loss, eventually finding a small stool to sit on obediently.

This answer left Teacher Haihara even more unsure of what to do.

She scratched her hair, walked into the kitchen, and opened the fridge to take a look...

"Then I'll just make whatever. Hmm... the meat hasn't thawed yet, so I'll make some omurice."

Teacher Haihara took a few eggs out of the fridge, along with some vegetables needed for fried rice, and of course, ketchup.

Anyway, children all like eating omurice.

After taking out the ingredients, she saw Sakaki Chika sitting there as if she were in trouble, and said casually:

"Don't sit there like you're being punished; this isn't a classroom. You can go lie on the sofa. By the way, there's hot water in the bathroom. I'll be cooking for a while, so you can go take a bath first."

"Mm-hmm..."

Sakaki Chika nodded obediently.

A while later, she took her change of clothes and went to the bathroom; she must have gone to bathe.

Fortunately, the house used body wash, otherwise Teacher Haihara would have had to switch to soap later.

Just right—taking advantage of the young girl being in the bathroom, Teacher Haihara changed into a casual tank top, put on an apron, and turned on the stove to cook.

"Sigh, I didn't expect to have to cook dinner tonight..."

She usually didn't have much motivation to cook for herself, and the only reason she had been bringing bento boxes these past two days was to practice cooking for Ms. Suzuki.

While cooking, her hair got a bit in the way, so she found a hair tie, pulled her hair back, and revealed the ears she usually kept covered.

As she cooked, the sound of rushing water came from the bathroom.

Teacher Haihara focused intently on her cooking.

She was quite skilled at omurice; after all, she used to live with her foster daughter, so she did have some experience in taking care of children.

Whenever a child had a poor appetite, she would basically make a serving of omurice.

Ah, but thinking about it carefully... that child Kazama Kiriori was quite a handful.

Every time she was cooking, she would deliberately come over and wrap her arms around her waist.

It made it impossible for her to cook properly.

Soon, the meal was ready; she portioned the rice into two plates, then made the sauce, and finally fried the eggs.

By the time she finished plating, Sakaki Chika had just about finished her shower.

It was a bit unexpected for Haihara.

She had thought this young girl would take a bit longer to shower; after all, young girls usually took quite a while, and she remembered that Kiriori used to take a long time.

After waiting at the dining table for a while, the little rabbit, changed into fresh clothes and scrubbed clean, walked out of the bathroom.

Looking at Sakaki Chika, with water droplets still streaming down her hair and her skin bright and radiant, Haihara couldn't help but sigh—as expected of a popular idol, she was truly cute even without makeup.

"Mm..."

At this point, Haihara suddenly realized something.

Did this count as luring an underage girl idol into her own home?

They were also supposed to be in a teacher-student relationship.

So, had her professional ethics increased, or had they been deducted?

"There's a hairdryer by the vanity; don't you need to blow-dry your hair?"

Sakaki Chika currently had a towel draped over her hair, with damp bangs hanging down to her eyes and the tip of her nose, and dew-like drops falling from her forehead and hair tips, making her face appear even more delicate.

"Thank you, Teacher."

She shuffled along in slippers that were a bit too big for her, walked all the way to the mirror, and began to blow-dry her hair.