Behind the tent flap, unveils a woman wearing her signature white coat sitting on a stool and reading a stack of papers in her arms. Izumi-sensei finally got some rest because the last time I'd seen her, the bags under her eyes were darker like she was on the verge of collapsing at any given moment. Then around her, there were women in suits who were probably here to guard Izumi-sensei.
"Been a while, Tatsuya." Izumi-sensei glanced at us for a brief moment before continuing her business.
"Ah, yeah... I'm quite surprised that you accepted this arrangement."
"What can I do? Money is money, earning extra dough from one of the wealthiest families sounds terrific."
"Yeah..."
"Kid, take any opportunity you can get as long as you can."
"Must be a fortune, huh?" I smiled smugly.
"You get it, kid." Izumi-sensei also responded with a smug smile.
"Hey, I'm here, you know? I exist. I have ears." Yuki chimed in.
