Chapter 307: Kirisu Mafuyu's Little Secret
Embarrassment surged within Kirisu as her ankle twisted from a simple stumble, especially in the presence of her student. Feeling the weight of humiliation, she wished for a hiding spot to escape the awkwardness.
Observing her reaction, Hachiman shook his head with a slightly amused expression. Unexpectedly, Mafuyu-sensei displayed a somewhat childish side.
Extending a helping hand, Hachiman spoke, "Allow me to assist you, Mafuyu-sensei."
After a moment's hesitation, Kirisu eventually extended her hand. Hachiman gently lifted her from the ground.
Standing upright and dusting off her pants, Kirisu expressed gratitude, "Thank you, Hikigaya-kun."
Hachiman shook his head, glancing down at her injured ankle. "It's okay. Let me take you to a nearby hospital to have that ankle checked."
"Eh, there's no need for the hospital. It's just a twisted ankle."
Hearing Hachiman's suggestion of a hospital visit, Kirisu hesitated.
"It's safer to get it checked. What if it's a severe twist? Mafuyu-sensei wouldn't want to limp around in the future, right?" Hachiman said with a serious expression.
Imagining herself limping, Kirisu paled and quickly shook her head, "No, no, I don't want that."
"So, let's go to the hospital for a check-up. It's safer," Hachiman suggested, nodding.
"Alright..." Kirisu agreed.
Seeing her consent, Hachiman smiled, "Then, Mafuyu-sensei, let me assist you. We can take a taxi to the hospital."
As he spoke, he placed his hand on Kirisu's slender waist.
Feeling Hachiman's touch on her waist, Kirisu's body trembled suddenly. It was her first time being held so intimately by someone of the opposite sex.
Sensing her unease, Hachiman curiously asked, "What's wrong, Mafuyu-sensei?"
Maintaining her pride, Kirisu shook her head, "It's... nothing, let's go."
Without further suspicion, Hachiman supported Kirisu to the roadside, hailed a passing taxi, and headed towards the nearby hospital.
...
Leaving the hospital, Kirisu's twisted ankle was now wrapped in bandages.
Exiting the hospital, Hachiman smiled, "Luckily, there's no bone injury, just some soft tissue damage. Rest for a few days, and you'll be fine."
"Yeah, thanks a lot, Hikigaya-kun, for this," Kirisu expressed her gratitude.
Dismissing her thanks, Hachiman waved his hand, "It's nothing. You're my teacher and neighbor; this favor is minor."
"Let's go, I'll escort you back."
"Sure."
With their homes across from each other, Kirisu didn't decline. In no time, they returned to the apartment.
Hachiman didn't mind this; after all, it wouldn't be appropriate for a guy to casually enter a girl's room. What if he stumbled upon something he shouldn't see?
"Take care, Mafuyu-sensei."
"I know, thank you." Kirisu thanked him again, opened her apartment door, and walked in slowly.
Seeing her enter and close the door, Hachiman was about to leave. However, as he turned around, he heard a series of "clatter" and "thud" sounds from inside Kirisu's apartment, as if something had fallen.
Hachiman quickly turned back, opened the partially closed door, and rushed in.
"Mafuyu-sensei, are you okay?"
Before he could finish his sentence, he was stunned by the scene before him.
Chaos, an unimaginable mess.
There were still unthrown garbage bags at the entrance, various dismantled cardboard pieces stood against the walls, stacks of textbooks and books were piled next to the shoe cabinet, and the kitchen sink still held unwashed pots and dishes.
Seeing this, Hachiman smirked; this was probably even messier than Gabriel's lazy angel room.
But where was Mafuyu-sensei?
Hachiman quickly looked around and spotted Kirisu buried under fallen textbooks.
Her upper body was completely covered by the scattered books, with only her lower body visible.
The peach-like curves of her buttocks, wrapped in tight jeans, were displayed before Hachiman's eyes, and her slender legs formed an elegant silhouette.
Good posture, ahem...
With her upper body pinned by the books, Kirisu naturally tried to free herself, but the books were too numerous for any meaningful attempt.
So, Hachiman could see a buttock twisting in front of him as if it were waving hello.
Hachiman wouldn't just stand by; he quickly stepped forward.
"Mafuyu-sensei, hang in there. I'll rescue you right away."
Upon hearing his voice, Kirisu's body trembled, and she struggled even harder.
After some effort, Hachiman finally managed to rescue her from the scattered pile of books.
"Phew..."
Finally free, Kirisu sighed in relief, turned to Hachiman, and smiled in gratitude.
"Th-thank you, Hikigaya-kun."
However, her smile seemed a bit forced.
Disheveled...
Ill-conceived...
Shameful!
She had let her student see her in such a messy state, and now Hachiman was probably mocking her internally.
Kirisu berated herself in her heart, feeling utterly useless. Despite being a teacher, she couldn't even keep her room tidy.
Feeling disheartened, Kirisu displayed a look of despair on her face.
Seeing her like this and the chaos around, Hachiman tentatively spoke, "Could it be that Mafuyu-sensei isn't good at tidying up the room?"
"Ugh..."
Hearing his words, Kirisu let out a mournful groan, keeping her head low as if seeking a hole to hide in.
Unfortunately, her apartment had wooden floors...
But she quickly adjusted her state of mind. Since Hachiman had already seen it all, it didn't matter anymore.
"Thanks for saving me again, Hikigaya-kun." Kirisu stood up again, wearing a forced smile. "I'll go change into a different outfit and make you a cup of tea. Please wait inside for a moment."