Don’t Look Back, Megumi Kato [5]

Before the bell rang, Izumi Yuu and Kato Megumi finally reached the classroom door—just in time.

“Whew...”

Both of them let out synchronized sighs of relief, grateful to have avoided being late.

Noticing they’d made the exact same gesture, the two instinctively exchanged a glance and shared a quiet, knowing smile.

And just like that, the atmosphere around them shifted.

Multiple gazes immediately zeroed in on the pair.

Standing at the front of the classroom was a young woman in a school faculty uniform, staring at them with a sharp, disgruntled expression.

It was none other than Class 2-C’s moral guidance counselor—Hiratsuka Shizuka.

Also known as the legendary Iron Fist: “I Die, Yet Remain a Maiden!”

Yes—Hiratsuka-sensei was also Izumi Yuu’s homeroom teacher.

That brought to mind an old phrase from his past life:

Protagonists come and go. Hiratsuka Shizuka is forever.

Guess he did have a bit of main-character luck after all… if only his cheat abilities weren’t such trash.

“Class is about to start. You two, hurry to your seats!”

Seeing the boy-girl duo exchanging smiles at the doorway, Hiratsuka’s tone sharpened noticeably.

As a chronically single woman in her thirties, she had developed a Pavlovian response to seeing young people flirting before class—it just rubbed her the wrong way.

Even if she didn’t yet have proof the two were dating, the stench of romance was already wafting in her direction.

And as a woman, she trusted her sixth sense.

“Yes, sensei.”

Both Izumi and Megumi nodded obediently.

[You gaze at the perfectly proportioned, exquisitely beautiful woman before you and immediately sense the pent-up resentment of long-term singleness. Being the kind, selfless person you are, you decide to lend a helping hand. If you can find the right leverage, combine it with her desire for passion and companionship, then maybe, just maybe...]

Izumi tuned out the trash narrator, his gaze flicking subtly toward Hiratsuka.

Aside from her usual staff attire, today she was also wearing a white lab coat.

Her long black hair framed a striking face and... impressive curvature.

A picture-perfect “black-haired beauty” teacher—cool, composed, and criminally underappreciated.

It really made him reflect.

How could a woman like this still be single?

Was this the will of the universe?

“Izumi-kun. Come see me in the faculty office after school,” Hiratsuka said suddenly, looking straight at him.

“Understood,” Izumi replied, a little surprised, nodding back politely.

[Black-haired beauty teacher. Thunderous temper. After-school office. Uniform. Frustrated single woman. With these keywords alone, your mind instantly conjures an entire... cinematic scenario. You know this is your golden chance. All you need to do is unleash your youthful charm and let the pheromones do the work. If she’s shy, you might need to be a little assertive. In the grand spirit of “if not me, then who?”, you resolve to give it your all and create a masterpiece—tentatively titled: “After School in the Faculty Room .AVI.” Heavy flavor. No extra salt needed.]

Are you trying to get me killed?!

Izumi nearly rolled his eyes into another dimension.

He hadn't even unlocked [Master-Level Martial Arts] yet. If Hiratsuka really wanted to throw hands, he’d be out cold before he hit the floor.

It's one thing to constantly tempt me to commit crimes... now you want me to commit assisted suicide?

Yeah. Ignored.

The reason Hiratsuka wanted to talk was probably something else entirely.

Kato Megumi, hearing the teacher’s words, glanced curiously at Hiratsuka-sensei.

Was it because we came to school together?
Did she misunderstand something?

“It doesn’t concern you,” Hiratsuka said bluntly, clearly reading Megumi’s thoughts.

And with that, she turned on her heel and strode out of the classroom.

“Ah...”

Only then did Megumi relax, realizing it wasn’t about the two of them arriving together.

Meanwhile, whispers were already spreading throughout the room.

“Izumi-kun and Kato-san totally came to school together, right? The way they looked at each other just now was suspicious! I can smell the scent of romance!”

“I saw them through the window earlier! They definitely walked here together. And they even had some kind of confrontation with that four-eyed otaku from Class B. Pretty sure he was late, too!”

“No way! I always thought Kato-san was a background character with zero presence. I never expected her to secretly go after Izumi-kun! My dream guy!”

One lovestruck girl clutched her chest in melodramatic despair.

“Tomoya-kun was late?”

Megumi blinked, her heart twinging with a mix of guilt and surprise.

It seemed their delay had inadvertently caused Aki Tomoya to miss the bell.

But... can you really blame us for that?
Tomoya-kun was the one who blew things out of proportion. He treated something as simple as a club activity like it was some sacred pact and then interrogated Izumi-kun as if he were a homewrecker.

The more she thought about it, the less guilty she felt.

In fact... she was a little annoyed.

Was Tomoya-kun truly that dense?

Couldn’t he see how she felt?

Or was he just using her, hiding behind excuses like “game balance” and “production quality”?

The thought lingered in her chest like a bitter aftertaste.

Sitting at his desk, Izumi noticed the attention they were drawing and sent Megumi a slightly apologetic glance.

She caught his eye, smiled gently, and shook her head—completely unfazed by the gossip. Her expression remained calm as ever.

The whispers didn’t last long. Once the teacher arrived, they scattered like startled birds.

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