"Uhmm, Ren... is your in-game name Renzu?"
"Uhh, yes? Why?"
Wait, what? Only my online friends should know that name.
"Ren, come with me for a second..."
Without warning, Reika-sensei grabbed my hand and dragged me toward the old music room near the faculty office. Her grip was surprisingly firm for someone wearing heels.
There was no one else inside.
Uh oh. Am I about to get murdered?
We stepped in, her hand still latched onto mine. She peeked into the hallway before quietly closing the door.
I swear, she was making sure there were no witnesses.
Then she turned around and... hugged me.
Wait. What?
My face was immediately smothered into her chest.
The height difference was pretty intense—though, thanks to her heels, it wasn't that bad.
Still, I couldn't breathe.
This isn't a hug. It's a suffocation technique.
Is this a new method of assassination?
Then she started crying.
"Re....ren-kun!, why did you unfollow me?!"
"Unfollow you?"
"Last night… out of nowhere… you just unfollowed me…"
Wait a second. No way. Could it be—
"Reika-sensei… are you... Lyra-san?"
She wiped her tears and gave a tiny nod.
"...Huh. Oh."
Wow.
So my yandere in-game wife is actually my hot homeroom teacher IRL.
I knew Lyra said she had a job, but this? A teacher?
"I-I didn't expect this..." I muttered.
She pouted, eyes still watery. "Please don't tell anyone about this. A teacher playing Celestia Re:Code wouldn't exactly look good on my resume."
This is insane. Just this morning she threatened to confiscate my phone, and now she's hugging me while calling me Ren-kun?!.
She suddenly pinched my cheeks and cooed, "As expected of my Ren-kun~ Such a cutie."
Yup. Confirmed. My demon teacher is clinically insane.
"Ren-kun... please... let's play together again!"
Her voice cracked a bit at the end, and despite everything, it was kinda adorable.
"Well... Lyra—uh, I mean, Reika-sensei—look. I didn't unfollow you just to be mean, okay? But lately... you've been kind of paranoid. And honestly, a bit annoying."
She flinched like I stabbed her.
"I-I'm sorry... I was just really tired last night... and I guess I got jealous..."
"And I was scared that someone might steal you away from me…"
Sigh.
"Okay, fine. Apology accepted. Just don't make a habit out of it, alright?"
"Then... does that mean we can play together again?"
Ah, crap. My inner scumbag is awakening.
"Sure. But there's a condition."
She tilted her head.
Then, without a word, she started unbuttoning her blouse.
"Reika-sensei! What are you doing?!"
"You said there was a condition..."
"I DIDN'T MEAN THAT KIND OF CONDITION!!"
"Eh? But I read that boys your age are into this sort of thing..."
"That only applies to degenerates! Listen to me first!"
She paused, thankfully, though she looked way too disappointed.
"O-Okay... I'm listening."
"My condition is this: stop getting jealous over fictional girls I party with in-game. They're not real."
"Eh...? So you really don't have another girl?"
"For the hundredth time, I don't."
"O-Okay... is that all?"
"One more thing: ignore all my pending assignments this week."
Having a teacher on your side really is cheat-level OP.
"...I can't do that, Ren-kun," she replied, sounding serious again.
"What? Why not?"
"Because ignoring your homework would make me an irresponsible teacher. You know how important your grades are."
"But I didn't do them because of you!"
"Excuse me?!"
"You kept dragging me into late-night raids! And when I said no, you accused me of cheating and sulked!"
"E-Ehhh...?! I-I guess that's kind of true..."
"It's clearly your fault. You owe me."
She groaned, then muttered, "...Fine. I'll turn a blind eye this week... but just this once, okay?"
Yes! I felt a bit guilty... but not enough to back down.
Seeing this side of Reika-sensei—gentle, emotional, clingy—was weird. The same woman who coldly called me out for yawning in class was now pouting and sniffing in front of me.
"Sensei, we should get back to class. It's about to start."
"Okay..."
She sounded a little disappointed.
"...We can talk more after school, if you want."
Her eyes lit up.
"Are you inviting me to your house?"
"Uh—I didn't mean it that way... but sure?"
Oh right, my phone.
"Reika-sensei, can I get my phone back now?"
"Okay, wait..."
She opened it and started scrolling.
"...What are you doing?"
"Just checking... You might have some... dirty stuff in here."
I don't, but still.
Fine. Let her snoop. I'll get it back later.
When I returned to class, I made sure to sneak in before Reika-sensei. No way was I letting anyone see us leave the same room together.
"Yo, Ren~" Airi, my childhood friend and seatmate, leaned over. "What'd you do to Reika-sensei? Her mood's like a spring breeze."
"Shut up, will you?"
Reika-sensei walked in a moment later, eyes locking on us.
"Airi, don't talk to Kisaragi during class."
Wow. Back to demon mode already?
...Although, I bet she knows Airi plays Celestia Re:Code, too. If you're married in-game, you can see your partner's friend list.
After school, I waited for her near the small park close to the school. I made sure there were no other students nearby.
She showed up looking around like she was being followed.
"Sensei, you made sure no one saw you, right?"
"Yes... Also, um... Ren-kun..."
Her tone softened.
"Can you call me by my name when we're outside?"
Call her by name? My pure virgin soul cracked slightly.
But refusing would probably lead to another dramatic scene.
"...O-Okay. Reika-san?"
God. So embarrassing.
But she beamed.
"Ren-kun, you promised to play with me again..."
"Yeah, I did. Though I also promised my little sister I'd play with her, so we'll go as a trio."
"Wait... your little sister is really your sister?"
"...Of course! What did you think she was?!"
She looked away.
"...Oh, right. Reika-san, can I have my phone now? I need to call my mom to make extra food. You're eatin
g dinner with us."
She returned it reluctantly. "...So the 'mom' texting you earlier is really your mother, huh..."
"OF COURSE!! WHAT DO YOU THINK I AM?!"
...And apparently, she read through all my messages too.