Teacher, I Am Actually a Villainous Magical Girl

"The room next to Teacher Haihara's..."

"..."

It was her room.

Furthermore, upon closer inspection, the pajamas Sakaki Chika was wearing looked increasingly familiar.

They were her old clothes.

Before she knew it, Kazama Kiriori's fists tightened.

It seemed that the two of them needed to have a serious talk.

Although she could understand Sakaki Chika's situation, she also wanted to live with Teacher Haihara for these two days.

Therefore, someone had to make a compromise.

However...

Kazama Kiriori had a change of heart.

If Sakaki Chika occupied her room, did that mean she would have no choice but to sleep with her mother?

"In that case, it can't be helped." Kazama Kiriori nodded. "Then I'll just sleep in the same room as my mother when the time comes."

"?"

Sakaki Chika was stunned, seemingly not expecting Kazama Kiriori to be so cunning.

She was a bit at a loss, just lowering her head, looking hesitant as she whispered:

"Th... that, isn't it a bit weird for a high school student to sleep with their parents?"

"What's wrong with me sleeping with my mom?"

Kazama Kiriori spoke with righteous indignation.

Sakaki Chika kept her head down, her gaze dimming. Whether it was bitterness or disappointment, she murmured:

"If that's the case... I want to sleep with Teacher Haihara too."

"?"

Kazama Kiriori felt like she had heard something strange.

This little girl...

She wants to sleep with her mom?

The sharp-witted Kazama Kiriori finally understood why she had felt an inexplicable sense of wariness toward Sakaki Chika.

It was the vigilance one feels toward their own kind.

This woman was coveting her mother!

Even though she acted as innocent as Little White, she was actually harboring ulterior motives toward her mother!

"So, what is your opinion of my mother?"

Sakaki Chika stammered:

"Th... that, I... like... Teacher Haihara."

"I like her too."

"Huh?"

Meanwhile, Teacher Haihara, who was out, remained completely unaware of everything happening in her home.

Although she usually spent her Saturdays paying to hang out with JK.

Today, there was something more important to her than shopping with JK.

Teacher Haihara had never felt as nervous as she did right now.

On the city streets, Teacher Haihara was waiting patiently and full of anticipation.

She looked at herself today through the glass.

In the reflection was a woman with a slender build and a somewhat cool, androgynous style, wearing a pitch-black, sheer long dress that reached from her neck to her calves, cinched at her slim waist with a belt.

She had rarely taken off her glasses and had even applied light makeup.

Quite a few people around were looking at Teacher Haihara.

It had to be said that makeup was a magical technique; it was as if she had become a different person. At the very least, she had transformed from her usual plain appearance into someone who could be called a beauty.

Or perhaps she was just feeling good about herself.

Teacher Haihara looked down at her phone; there were about ten minutes left until their agreed-upon time.

--Yes, today was the day of her date with Ms. Suzuki.

They would go shopping, eat, drink, and hang out until the evening.

Heh heh...

She had already made up her mind; as long as she proceeded step by step, left a good impression on Ms. Suzuki, and slowly cultivated their rapport, one day she would be able to successfully date Ms. Suzuki!

Huh, but it seems only that young girl Sakaki Chika is home today.

Nothing should happen, right...

Anyway, she would be heading back tonight.

Chapter 34: The Magical Girl Tonight

Ms. Suzuki is a music teacher in the same grade as Haihara. She is young, beautiful, has a pleasant voice, and a gentle personality, which makes her very popular among the students.

Because she is young and single, some unmarried male teachers have tried to pursue Ms. Suzuki, but none of them have had any results.

If one were to ask if there is anything special about Ms. Suzuki, there really isn't.

She is just an ordinary, popular teacher.

Therefore, she is the kind of woman someone as ordinary as Haihara can reach.

Moreover, Ms. Suzuki has a great personality and is willing to be friends with someone like her.

Thinking about it carefully, aside from Ms. Suzuki, she doesn't seem to have anyone she could call a friend. She can talk to people online, but that is just online.

At night, the two of them arrived at an izakaya, preparing to part ways after finishing dinner.

Ms. Suzuki isn't very good at drinking, but she does drink beer, and occasionally she gets drunk; in those moments, Haihara has to take her home.

On the noisy street, Haihara was brushing sauce onto her skewers, while Ms. Suzuki, sitting beside her, was gulping down beer.

The teaching profession often comes with a bit of a contrast between school life and everyday life.

Of course, Haihara herself has almost none.

She is lazy both at school and at home.

Ms. Suzuki placed her half-empty beer glass back on the table, propped her slightly flushed face up with one hand, and complained:

"I've been feeling so irritable lately. My family is pressuring me to go on blind dates again... but the men they find aren't very reliable."

Ms. Suzuki is twenty-eight this year, one year older than Haihara, and approaching thirty. Her family is quite traditional, so she has been constantly urged to get married lately.

However, she isn't very satisfied with any of the blind date candidates.

Actually, Ms. Suzuki's standards are quite high; it's strange that she has remained single until now.

There have been many men pursuing her, but she hasn't been satisfied with any of them.

"Wasn't that doctor from last time pretty good? He seemed to have a high level of education and a good income."

"He spoke with a Kansai accent. I can't stand dating someone like that."

Ms. Suzuki shook her head.

"Hmm..."

Haihara just nodded in agreement, not having any thoughts of her own. Perhaps she felt a little happy; after all, Ms. Suzuki was still single because of this.

While thinking this, she put a skewer into her mouth and swallowed it slowly and methodically.

Beside her, Ms. Suzuki looked at Haihara with a flushed face and said with a hint of drunkenness:

"Speaking of which, Haihara, have you ever thought about getting married soon?"

"...I haven't really thought about it."

To be honest, she has almost no experience dating lovers, nor does she know what is so good about marriage.

Since she was a child, she hasn't been very interested in romance, marriage, or things like that.

When she was little, compared to the idol dramas all the other girls were chasing, she preferred horror movies. A few times, she invited classmates over to play just like everyone else, but they all ended up being scared away.

After that, she was treated as a weirdo, and no one played with her anymore.

"Don't you feel lonely?"

Ms. Suzuki gently pinched a skewer stick and tapped it against her glass.

"Occasionally, but there's nothing I can do about it."

Even if she truly felt lonely, no one would come to keep her company anyway.

Later, she felt very lonely, so she raised a Snake to keep herself company.

"Me too. I used to think being single was great, but all my colleagues are getting married one by one. Sometimes I feel a bit lonely and envy them..."

Ms. Suzuki sighed.

Haihara recalled that a few teachers had indeed gotten married recently.

Her former university classmates also seemed to have posted news about their marriages on social media.

Nowadays, there are very few single people around her.

"So, what type does Haihara like? A lot of us have been guessing." Ms. Suzuki smiled.

"Guessing?"

"Haruko, and Shizuka, they both think you like boys younger than you. It seems like it's very popular right now for older women to be with younger men."

Haruko is an English teacher, and Shizuka is a chemistry teacher.

"Am I already considered older?"

In truth, Haihara doesn't really like people younger than herself.

Furthermore, she isn't very interested in the opposite sex.

"But that new intern teacher, I think her surname is Takahashi, that really cute junior, said you were very charming and even asked me what type of men you like."

Ms. Suzuki gets a bit gossipy after she's had a few drinks.

Haihara tried to recall, but she really couldn't remember this person; after all, she barely knew any teachers outside of her own grade level and didn't really care about the others.

Still, she nodded patiently, listening to Ms. Suzuki ramble on.

Ms. Suzuki lifted her head:

"Huh... come to think of it, quite a few female colleagues also think you're very charming. That very pretty teacher in her early twenties from Class 1, didn't she ask you out to dinner before?"

"That did happen..."

Haihara recalled the incident.

However, she had declined at the time because that teacher looked a bit too youthful, which didn't quite align with her aesthetic.

"Mmm... how come you seem so popular? And looking closely, you really are so pretty today, hehe..."

Before she knew it, Ms. Suzuki seemed to have gotten drunk; her whole body was swaying, and her smile was a bit dazed.

After a while, Haihara felt something pressing against her shoulder, making her neck feel a bit ticklish.

She turned her head and discovered that the drunken Ms. Suzuki was leaning gently against her shoulder, looking even cuter than usual.

"..."

Haihara's face turned slightly red.