"And... didn't you say you'd give me an answer in two days?"
The man added another question.
Itsori: "..."
Was it already time to give her teacher an answer?
She was a little dazed.
—According to what they had discussed before, she was supposed to give her teacher an answer within two days.
Although her teacher's wife apparently wasn't dead, rationally speaking, she no longer needed to fear the terrible event of being forced to give an answer.
But that incident hadn't been a swallow passing through the sky. It had been a sheet of paper folded over.
Even if it were unfolded again, a crease would still remain.
Before...
She seemed to have considered agreeing to it.
She pursed her lips, her gaze drifting away.
After all—
Her brain had practically crashed at the time.
Besides, aside from being a little pervy, her teacher seemed...
Pretty good, too?
Her thoughts suddenly began to wander.
When they had first met, he had even blown through 500 million Yen... It had hurt her heart terribly at the time.
If her teacher hadn't cleared things up afterward, perhaps she would have stubbornly kept pursuing him?
After all, if she succeeded in pursuing him, they would really become boyfriend and girlfriend.
And his wife wasn't dead, so if things had developed that way...
Then by now, their relationship would surely have become incredibly complicated.
She suddenly felt something absurd.
Come to think of it...
What had her teacher thought of her back then, this supreme sucker and shameless simp?
As she thought that, she couldn't help secretly glancing at her teacher.
Yet at that moment, her teacher seemed slightly distracted, staring at the wall outside the window...
Huh?
The girl, who had been blushing nonstop, seemed to have widened her eyes.
This guy