Can I Still Be Your Heroine Even Though I'm Your Teacher?-Chapter 1Volume .1 - An Unexpected Home Date

An Unexpected Home Date 1

“Was the neighbor last night really Tenjō-sensei?”

The following morning, I sat at my desk and pondered the events of last night after arriving at school.

Could it have been an illusion borne from the loneliness that a man who lives alone unconsciously carries?

It’s hard to believe that my own homeroom teacher lives next door.

I, Yuunagi Nishiki, attend a college preparatory school in Tokyo, the private Kiyō High School.

Class 2-C, attendance number 23, and I’m not a member of any clubs.

I take my studies seriously, as per the agreement with my father who pays my living expenses, so my grades aren’t bad.

I have friends to talk to during breaks, but no one is close enough to call my best friend. No girlfriend either.

And my class’s homeroom teacher is none other than Reiyu Tenjō.

“No, but we did touch hands.”

The sensation and warmth of our overlapping hands were real.

The strawberries she brought over are still in my room’s refrigerator.

Eating them for breakfast, they are as sweet, juicy, and delicious as she described.

Near the entrance of my room, I kept the sandal she left behind in case of her return.

It’s like a fairy tale of Cinderella for her to leave her glass slipper behind.

If she were called a princess, I would immediately agree.

Reiyu Tenjō is indeed that strikingly beautiful.

Nevertheless, the Onee-san next door ran off at full speed as soon as I introduced myself.

“If a man living next door who has had no interaction with her knows her name then yeah… even if not Sensei, maybe any woman would get scared and run away…”

After a night’s reflection, I looked back on my behavior with a wry smile.

Our doors and mailboxes only display our room numbers. Neither I nor Sensei have nameplates that reveal our names.

Her reaction was perfectly natural for a young woman.

After all, the probability of a student and a teacher coincidentally becoming neighbors is far more unlikely.

“Sensei living next door, can such a thing really happen?”

Despite my surprise, I found myself slightly excited.

Just knowing that a beautiful woman lives beyond the wall under the same roof makes my heart race.

“Good morning, everyone! The weather is clear and pleasant this morning!”

When homeroom time arrived in the morning, Reiyu Tenjō appeared in the classroom with her usual cheerful attitude.

She stood at the podium with her usual bright smile.

My seat is at the very front of the central row of the classroom, directly in front of the teacher’s desk.

Meaning, I’m sitting right in front of Sensei.

Our eyes meet for a moment, but Tenjō-sensei maintains her refreshing smile without faltering.

Despite the pressure she must feel having a student she met privately the night before sitting right in front of her, she handles it impressively.

After the class representative’s call to order, she takes attendance.

Tenjō-sensei joined Kiyō High School last year as a new teacher, the same year I enrolled in this school.

She immediately drew attention throughout the school as the incredibly beautiful new teacher.

When I first saw her, I instantly knew that she was the rumored Tenjō-sensei.

Without a doubt, she was the most beautiful woman I had ever met in my life.

Her face, her figure, her manner, her intelligence——everything about her was top-notch.

Even if you live a decent life, such an amazing woman seemed like someone you’d never encounter in a lifetime.

The expression ‘stunningly beautiful’ was made a reality for me by Reiyu Tenjō.

However, my interest in her was not solely because of her looks.

I still remember the moment I was first captivated by her.

One day, not long after I enrolled in the school, I happened to be on the day duty and was tasked by the math teacher to collect homework prints and take them to the staff room.

When I took the prints to the staff room, the math teacher was nowhere to be seen.

Instead, my attention was captured by a teacher who was working intently at a desk by herself.

That was Reiyu Tenjō.

Even in the midst of the staff room, I was spellbound by her profile and couldn’t move.

I was struck by how cool a woman not much different in age from myself appeared as she worked seriously.

I envied her ability to be so engrossed in her work so much that I hesitated to interrupt her to ask about the math teacher.

Her seriousness was admirable.

Being someone who struggles to work hard myself, I found myself admiring her.

And yet, it was a mystery that someone with such beauty had chosen to be a teacher.

My curiosity was piqued by so many thoughts, one after the other.

In essence, I found Reiyu Tenjō’s dedication endearing.

『Oh? Do you need something?』

She noticed my gaze and looked up.

When she spoke to me, I remember my response was vague.

I probably explained my errand while stumbling over my words.

Tenjō-sensei laughed and pointed out, ‘Sensei’s desk is over there’ to help me.

It was a simple, business-like conversation.

But for me, it was the first time we had spoken one-on-one.

Since then, I have become increasingly intrigued by Reiyu Tenjō Sensei, as if she were an object of my admiration.

When I learned that such a young and beautiful woman was to be the homeroom teacher of class 2-C this year, the whole class was excited.

Of course, I was among them.

A breathtaking beauty when she’s silent, a friendly Onee-san when she speaks.

If I had to be looked after by a homeroom teacher for a year, I’d definitely prefer Tenjō-sensei over someone intimidating.

And due to the seat changes at the beginning of the term, I ended up sitting right in front of Sensei like this.

“Nishiki-kun.”

I respond with a simple ‘Yes’ as naturally as I can.

Tenjō-sensei didn’t show any signs of disturbance either and simply continued calling the next student’s name.

As usual. No particular changes are noticeable.

Was I the only one feeling self-conscious? At this point, I don’t know.

So I came up with a few strategies to clarify whether I was mistaken about last night’s incident or not.

Strategy number one: observe Tenjō-sensei closely.

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Her light-colored long hair shines translucent in the sunlight streaming in through the window.

Her fair skin glows as if illuminated from within.

Her large eyes sparkle like gemstones, and her glossy lips and the high bridge of her nose within her petite face all seem to be placed in the best balance by the goddess of beauty herself.

Her outfit consists of a white blouse with a light blue cardigan draped over it, paired with a tight long skirt.

The business-casual attire composed of simple items gives off an intellectual attractiveness and a refreshing impression.

She also advises the swimming club, and her posture, back straight, makes her stand out even more.

Despite being a teacher, Reiyu Tenjō is too gorgeous.

“Okay, let’s all do our best today!”

After delivering the final announcements, Tenjō-sensei left the classroom as if nothing had happened.

Oops, I was so mesmerized that the morning homeroom ended before I knew it.

“Hmm…was last night just my misperception?”

Maybe the neighbor isn’t Sensei but another person with a similar face.

Because the interaction was so brief, my certainty that it was Reiyu Tenjō herself started to waver.

Yet, my heart was denying the theory of it being someone else.

As I was pondering this, the late-arriving student Akira Kuhouin walked past in front of my desk.

The former track and field ace who arrived late has a strong-willed face with sleepy eyes, and a Chupa Chups is sticking out of her mouth.

Rather than looking dignifed, she comes across as brazen.

She’s a girl with a somewhat unusual delinquent-like vibe for this school, and secretly, many boys are interested in her

“Good morning, Kuhouin. Late for the homeroom again, I see.”

“Don’t suddenly talk to me.”

She glanced at me sharply and quickly headed to her seat by the window.