Starting a New Life in Tokyo by Inheriting a Shopping Street [36]

Sure enough, Ogawa Sayuki had nothing to prove her claim, responding quickly in embarrassment.

[I didn't delete this time's chat logs!]

Chiba Shuuichi smirked dismissively. That’s it?

He immediately replied: [This time? It’s precisely because Sayuki-nee sent me thigh pics before and tempted me that I’m curious and want to see even more.]

Chiba skillfully twisted the narrative, leaving Sayuki gnashing her teeth helplessly behind the screen.

After waiting a moment, noticing Sayuki had gone silent, Chiba thoughtfully sent another message:

[Oh right, there’s actually something I wanted to thank Sayuki-nee for.]

A minute passed before Sayuki finally responded:

[Thank me for what?]

[Thanks for Sayuki-nee’s thigh pictures. They’re very useful—great drinking companions. Thumbs-up Pony.jpg]

[You little brat!] Sayuki replied furiously.

Chiba smiled pleasantly at the screen and quickly followed up:

[Just kidding. Actually, it’s about Fumika-san—I want to thank Sayuki-nee for helping make things happen between us, and for always protecting her all these years until I had the fortune to meet her.]

[I’m protecting my own sister. Why do I need your thanks?] Sayuki responded with a pout.

[Oh? Not necessary? And here I was planning to send Sayuki-nee a little gift to show my appreciation.]

Sayuki narrowed her eyes suspiciously but still couldn’t resist asking:

[What gift?]

Seeing her curiosity piqued, Chiba’s smile deepened.

[It’s exactly what Sayuki-nee asked for earlier—those drinking-companion pictures. Didn't Sayuki-nee really want to see them?]

[Who said I wanted them?]

[Oh, don’t want them? Then forget it.]

[…I do.]

[Wow, Sayuki-nee really is naughty, asking a younger guy for pictures like these.] Chiba teased, holding back laughter.

[You!]

[I’ll send them to you tonight. But Sayuki-nee wouldn’t be all talk, would she? You’re not actually too shy to accept them, right?]

[Hah, do you think I’m shy like my sister? Even if you were drinking in front of me, do you think I’d be bothered? If anything, you’d be the embarrassed one, being openly judged. And you think just one little picture would intimidate me, little boy?]

Chiba wasn’t bothered at all by being called a "little boy"; instead, he seized the opening eagerly.

[Eh? Really? Can I drink openly using Sayuki-nee’s thighs in person, then?]

[…]

Sayuki was stunned speechless. This little brat is truly insufferable. How can he be so bold at such a young age?

[Perverted brat!]

Chiba freely admitted: [Yep, I’m a pervert. So Sayuki-nee admits you're pretty pervy yourself, huh? Otherwise, why would I even have these thoughts?]

[…]

Utterly defeated, Sayuki could only grit her teeth silently. Just wait until your next gym session, you brat—you’ll suffer then!

A fifty-minute class flew by quickly, occupied with teasing Sayuki.

The final class of the morning was classical literature, which slightly piqued Chiba’s interest, mostly because…Nase Sumire was teaching.

Recalling the earlier incident in the nurse’s office, Chiba was almost certain Nase-sensei had overheard something—he was at least 90 percent sure.

The squeaking sound from the bed earlier had likely been due to his comments about certain measurements unintentionally striking a nerve.

She’d been collateral damage from his AOE attack.

Unfortunately, this teacher had excellent skills in pretending to sleep—and ignorance—so Chiba couldn’t find concrete proof.

After all that happened, how will Nase-sensei react around me now? Chiba was genuinely curious.

The bell rang, signaling the start of class, and Nase Sumire appeared at the doorway. Her cheeks still seemed slightly flushed, but she showed no particular reaction. However, Chiba clearly sensed her deliberately avoiding looking in his direction.

To confirm this suspicion, he spent the entire lesson openly staring at Nase-sensei, occasionally letting his gaze linger on rather inappropriate areas—or perhaps not entirely inappropriate, given who she was.

Normally, a woman’s instinct would immediately sense such attention, but Nase-sensei acted as though completely unaware, calmly continuing her lecture.

Trying too hard makes it more obvious, Chiba thought, shaking his head with a faint smile.

Nase Sumire’s eyelid twitched, catching his faint smile, and her embarrassment erupted into anger. She suddenly called on him.

“Chiba, read the next passage aloud.”

Chiba had been so distracted staring at her that he had no idea where they were in the text. Still, he wasn’t worried. Nase-sensei deliberately singling him out only proved she was affected!

Fortunately, at that crucial moment, Uchida Yae proved reliable, discreetly signaling him the correct section.

Chiba secretly gave him a thumbs-up. Good brother, I'll definitely take good care of your sister from now on. Maybe someday I’ll even help you find a legal loli.

Their little gestures naturally didn’t escape Nase-sensei’s eyes. Who hadn’t been a student before?

She huffed quietly. “Uchida, read the next section.”

Uchida instantly grimaced. For someone like him—a socially isolated otaku—being singled out in class was pure torture.

The entire lesson, Uchida squirmed in discomfort. Nase Sumire herself felt equally uncomfortable, acutely aware of Chiba’s persistent gaze.

Just recalling what he’d been doing with a female student in the nurse’s office, so brazenly in front of her, made her skin crawl with embarrassment.

Worst of all, as a teacher, she should have immediately stopped them.

But whether due to fever-induced confusion or something else, she’d inexplicably chosen to fake sleep! Inadvertently, she'd even played along, becoming part of their little game!

And worst still—hearing those strange sounds had somehow…

It was simply…

Simply…

Frustrated beyond belief, Nase-sensei abruptly slammed her hand on the desk, startling her students. Everyone immediately tensed, thinking the notoriously fierce female teacher was about to explode.

At that very moment, the bell signaling the end of class mercifully rang.

“Class dismissed!” Nase-sensei quickly coughed, grabbed her teaching materials, and fled the room.

Compared to last time, today’s definitely even worse!

…

“For some reason, Sensei suddenly slammed her desk like she was really angry. But then she didn’t say anything. It felt really weird. Nee-chan, what do you think was up with that?”

During lunch break, Akiyama An voiced her confusion to her sister on the rooftop.

“Ahem…” Akiyama Tsuki’s cheeks flushed slightly, her eyes shifting uncomfortably toward Chiba.

Chiba calmly intervened, “It’s probably just that time of the month. Besides, Nase-sensei wasn’t feeling well today. It’s natural she'd be a bit moody.”

“Oh, that makes sense!” An immediately accepted the explanation, promptly forgetting the whole thing. She swallowed hungrily, eagerly asking, “Can we eat now?”

The three sat together around a picnic blanket—easily borrowed by Chiba, thanks to his camping club membership.

“Go ahead.” Tsuki gently stroked An’s head, then handed her own bento to Chiba. “You use mine. An-chan, give me the blue one instead.”

Chiba was slightly exasperated. “Are you seriously being this cautious? Your bento probably isn’t enough food for me.”

“You can take extra from mine,” Tsuki had already planned ahead.

“Fine,” Chiba agreed indifferently.

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