Kissing My Student, It's Over if We're Caught-Chapter 3Volume 1 . - A Place of memories: Senseis room

Still feeling unsettled, I went to the back gate to inform the security guard before heading back to the infirmary.

When I relayed to the school nurse what I had discussed over the phone, she was shocked.

“Her own daughter’s ill and she’s not coming to pick her up herself?”

She whispered this, perhaps out of concern for Kirihara.

“Well, it’s fine. There’s no use telling you. Could you keep an eye on Kirihara-san for a bit? I have an urgent matter to discuss with the principal regarding supplies.”

“Understood.”

After I replied, the school nurse hurried out of the infirmary.

Now, it was just me and Kirihara in the infirmary.

Kirihara was lying in a bed at the far end, behind a curtain.

Voices of students frolicking could be heard from outside the window.

...I quietly walked closer and peeked at Kirihara through the gap in the curtain.

Our eyes met.

Her eyes, which had been slightly open, widened to their usual size. She smiled at me in relief.

“Can you come closer?”

Invited by her, I walked to the side of the bed. I left the curtain closed.

This way, even if someone came in, they wouldn’t be able to see us. I pulled up a backless chair nearby and sat down.

“Are you okay?”

“Yeah. Lying down has made me feel a lot better. It was quite a shock, wasn’t it?”

“Kind of. Have you been feeling unwell for a while?”

“Hmm... I knew I wasn’t feeling great. But I didn’t think I had such a high fever.”

Her voice lacked its usual energy, and small beads of sweat were visible on her forehead. She truly looked unwell.

“Since when?”

“From the morning, the day after you went out drinking.”

“So, sleeping naked wasn’t a good idea after all.”

“Seems so. I’ll think about it.”

“...Wait a minute. When you said you actually wanted to take the day off today in the gym, was it because you were feeling unwell?”

“That’s part of it.”

“You should have taken a rest... The exams are over, it wouldn’t have mattered if you took a day off.”

“Eh... But you know...”

Kirihara started fidgeting midway through.

“What is it?”

Covering the lower half of her face with a blanket, she bashfully confessed.

“There was a lot to decide for the orientation, right? I thought if I took a day off, you might have a hard time again…”

I was at a loss for words.

Such a thing… The words of denial reached the tip of my tongue, but since she actually helped me, I couldn’t say anything.

I’m not as familiar with school matters as Kirihara, nor could I have made decisions as swiftly as her.

“It wasn’t just for you. I also thought if we decided everything quickly, we could spend more time together at my house again with some ulterior motives.”

“...I see. Sorry. And thank you.”

Seemingly reassured by my sincere acceptance of her kindness, Kirihara smiled happily.

“Don’t worry about it. I did it because I wanted to.”

“Okay.”

As I stroked her head, her eyes squinted as if tickled. She looked like a cat.

Her forehead felt slightly warmer than usual.

“...Hey, can you kiss me?”

It wasn’t an unexpected wish. Somehow, I had sensed that might be the mood.

“Ah, but, because of the fever, it might be contagious. Never mind. —Hmm.”

Without a word, I moved closer and gently pressed my lips to hers.

Her tongue tenderly reached out, and I softly welcomed it.

We kept our lips together quietly, carefully not to make a sound, and then quietly parted.

“...Ehehe, I’m happy.”

Perhaps due to the fever, her tone was more childlike than usual.

“Hey, sensei... just for a bit, like last time... could you please touch my sweet spot?”

“Why?”

“I don’t know, but since this morning, my body feels weird.”

“It’s because of the fever, right?”

“Not that... it’s like... that feeling...”

Her cheeks flushed red as she pleaded.

“I can’t hold it back because I’m feeling unwell... you don’t have to do it too strongly... I’m not sure I can be quiet...”

Her hand, stretched out from the gap in the blanket, pulled my arm inside. Guided further into the warmth, my hand reached inside her clothes. The slightly moist sensation of sweat surprised me a bit.

“Just a little bit... please.”

“...Alright.”

I searched around her stomach, but it seemed that wasn’t quite it. Relying on my memory, I explored towards her back, and she responded with a small “Mm.”

Instead of being aggressive like before, I stroked her gently, caringly, and slowly.

“...Ahn~,” She moaned softly, as if sinking into a warm bath, and let out a gentle breath.

Her eyes, moist and shining, kept gazing at me.

“...Sensei, you’re good at this. I was surprised last time”

“I am older than you, after all.”

“That’s true... Ahn~ Mmmn... really, you’re really good...”

Seeing her brows furrow in a pained expression made me feel strange too.

“This is bad... I thought a little would be okay, but now I want more... my body is so hot...”

“Seriously, you’re sweating way too much. I’m going to take off the blanket a bit.”

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I pulled back the blanket and inspected her visually. Her wet inner shirt was clinging to her belly.

“Wow, you’re drenched in sweat. We should wipe this off. Isn’t there a towel in the infirmary?”

“It should be on the supply list, so it’s probably somewhere...”

“...Ah. Found it. Over there, on that shelf.”

On the top shelf behind a glass door, white towels were neatly stacked. I borrowed a couple and returned to the bed.

“I’ll wipe you off.”

“N-no, it’s fine!”

“No way. You’re sick with a fever, be still.”

“No... it’s embarrassing.”

“Who was the one asking to be touched earlier?”

“That’s different, I must smell bad now”

“Who was sticking to me all weekend?”

“It’s different at home... I haven’t wiped off since this morning, and it’s stuffy under the blanket... I’ve never sweated this much in front of sensei...”

“Just be quiet and let me do it.”

Taking advantage of the school nurse’s absence, I carefully wiped inside her clothes. Whether it felt good because she was unwell or because of the wiping, Kirihara soon resigned herself to it.

“...Sensei, you’re really mean. A demon.”

“Can’t say I feel too threatened with you talking like that.”

Her lips curled childishly. No good. Kirihara with a fever is just too cute.