- 𝙙𝙞𝙨𝙘𝙡𝙖𝙞𝙢𝙚𝙧 -

ғᴏʀ ᴏʙᴠɪᴏᴜs ʀᴇᴀsᴏɴ ɪ ᴡɪsʜ ᴛᴏ ᴀᴅᴅ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ɪ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴄᴏɴᴅᴏɴᴇ sᴛᴜᴅᴇɴᴛ-ᴛᴇᴀᴄʜᴇʀ ʀᴇʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴs! ᴛʜᴜs, ɪ ᴛʀʏ ᴛᴏ sᴛʀᴀʏ ᴀᴡᴀʏ ғʀᴏᴍ ᴀɴʏ ɪɴᴀᴘᴘʀᴏᴘʀɪᴀᴛᴇ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ, sᴏ ɪғ ʏᴏᴜ ᴅᴇᴇᴍ sᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ ɪɴᴀᴘᴘʀᴏᴘʀɪᴀᴛᴇ ʙᴇᴛᴡᴇᴇɴ ᴍᴜᴊᴏ ᴀɴᴅ ᴍɪᴅᴏ ᴅᴏ ᴛᴇʟʟ ᴀɴᴅ ɪ'ʟʟ ʀᴇᴍᴏᴠᴇ ɪᴛ ɪɴ ᴀɴ ɪɴsᴛᴀɴᴛ.

ᴀɴʏᴡᴀʏ, ᴛʜᴀɴᴋ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀɢᴀɪɴ ғᴏʀ ʀᴇᴀᴅɪɴɢ ᴛʜɪs ᴄʜᴀᴏᴛɪᴄ sᴛᴏʀʏ!

-𝐃𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞

I slumped my shoulders, unsure of where to look for the recipe book, I have to find it before Cow-sama begins his nagging. You guess it, Osano and I will be baking muffins on account of me deciding to finally be slightly productive. During lunch break all of us, some unwillingly like me, sat on the fountain talking.

While they were doing all the talking, I managed to escape their chatter and enter my thinking mode. I felt somewhat bad for Amao since he constantly bakes sweets for me, but I never reciprocated the kind gesture.

So, that got me thinking, why not attempt it all on my own?

Without even noticing I had said all of this out loud, meaning orange head heard everything. Quick on his feet he demanded-I mean suggested helping me, claiming I'll probably burn the house down if I even so as to touch an oven. Taeko perked up and proposed we do it at her house which in turn excited Hanako. However, I kindly declined.

Albeit, who would imagine opening the door expecting the food delivery guy only to be crossed with the face of a tsundere. Yeah, not very welcoming.

''You're not the delivery man'' I stated the obvious popping my head out of the doorway searching both ways for the dude who was supposed to be here 20 minutes ago.

''No, shit Sherlock'' Osano rolled his eyes, sighing in disappointment he gently glanced at me. ''I'm here to help your helpless self bake...'' He mumbled.

This caught my attention instantaneously as I jerked my head in his direction staring up at him. Curse you tall anime people with your long-ass legs.

''WHAT?!'' I yelled which made him flinch. ''No-yeah-definitely not, I want to attempt on my own thank you, now BYE!'' I hastily went inside and tried to shut the door but instead, I heard him cry in agony.

The audacity! He placed his foot between the door to stop me from closing it!

''H-Hey! I'm just trying to help, don't you want to do this for A-Amao?'' Saying his name caused Osano's heart to ache to know the only real reason for your sudden urge for baking is because of the cooking club leader.

''Dude'' I deadpanned. ''Still no, besides I want to learn baking for myself, haven't you ever heard of feminism?'' I crossed my arms.

He sort of has a point, however, it's summer break now and I've done nothing but lay in bed. I'm already bored.

So, this brings us back to the present. No, I didn't invite him because he's got a point, I just feel bad for him, I've been anything but nice to him when he's been nothing but...You know what he deserves me being rude since he's called me fat on several occasions, but I digress.

''Did you find it yet?'' He said impatiently tapping his foot on the floor.

''No...You know what-'' I brought my phone out ''-let's do this the easy wa-'' before I could finish my sentence he snatched my phone bringing it above his head.

''Hey, give it back!'' I exclaimed jumping in order to get my phone back, my hand touching his shoulder as I tried to propel myself.

He shook his head glancing down at me his eyes scanning my features thoroughly before shaking his head.

''You do know I bake, right?'' He raised his eyebrow and placed the hand that wasn't holding my phone on his hip.

''Sureee, but with the phone, it will be quicker, now give it back!''

We ended up using the phone, it didn't take much to convince him I just hit his man pp. Every few minutes we would glance at the phone for assistance because as it turns out Osano doesn't know how to bake muffins. Osano held the bowl with both of his hands as I stirred the mixture, also holding it with one hand. My hand brushed against his, he proceeded to place his over mind holding it, I decided to not say anything and let him.

Even though you were so nonchalant about this, Osano on the other hand felt extremely warm on the inside, he could only imagine this being a daily occurrence, you and him cooking dinner as a loving couple, laughing as you did while making the mixture for the muffins. His cheeks flushed glancing at you sheepishly, if only he didn't act irrationally, perhaps his dream could become a reality.

Brushing sweat from your cheek you somehow managed to dirty it, this instinctively caused Osano to bring his hand to your cheek cupping it and removing the chocolate with his thumb. This made you freeze slowly averting your gaze from the bowl to Osano's hazel eyes.

The both of you stared at each other, just the two of you in the kitchen all by yourselves. Red soon rushed to your cheeks your mouth slightly agape in shock due to his touch. Placing the utensil down you brought your hand over his confused about how to feel.

Osano began to lean in and so did you unconsciously your lips were close until you smacked his forehead, ruining it.

''HAH-man mosquitoes my brother, you almost contracted an unknown disease, but thanks to me you didn't!'' Bringing a few strands of hair in front of your face to cover the red on your cheeks you continued stirring the bowl.

''You're flustered...'' Osano chuckled brushing the strands covering your face, however, you smacked it way.

''Yo mama, now shut up I'm hungry!'' You yelled picking up the speed of stirring.  

-𝐎𝐦𝐚𝐞 𝐖𝐚 𝐌𝐨𝐮, 𝐒𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐮

Being stuck with your suspiciously suggestive teacher isn't exactly the ideal way to spend your afternoon when instead you could be spending it more mercifully than enduring this hell. But here we are just barely a meter away from me tutoring for our upcoming exam. If it wasn't brought out by Megamo then I'd be lying in bed scrolling away on my phone for hours, however, apparently he deemed it necessary that I score above 70%.

Yeah, like that will ever happen.

''Are you listening?'' Mido spoke in a breathing manner, making a shiver go down my spine.

I nodded even though I wasn't actually listening to a word he said too concentrated on plotting revenge against Megamo. ''Yes...'' I sheepishly responded my eyes glancing away from his face which was close to mine.

I feel dirty, we're not even doing anything.

''Alright, then can you answer this question for me, dear?'' He inquired head motioning towards the paper on the desk. I gulped loudly, of course, I can't I wasn't listening.

''Umm...Yomaiwo?'' I answered cringing so hard at myself.

He sighed and chuckled placing a hand on top of my head patting me. ''You do realize I won't do anything, correct?'' I hesitantly nodded.

He placed the pencil closer to his lips almost touching the mold, he ever so lightly opened his lips my eyes focused on them for some unknown reason. Shame on me, I mentally slapped myself for having weird thoughts about this despicable man.

''You just caught me unprepared is all!'' I yelled, somewhat telling the truth.

''I may find you fascinating, but I'm not as bad as you paint me to be'' He winked.

He inched closer to my face I immediately closed my eyes my body activating flight or fight mode, however, we never touched lips, albeit I felt something soft being pressed on my forehead. Slowly opening my eyes I watched as the sunset illuminated his features making them more defined as a result.

''I won't touch you unless I've been given your permission'' He softly spoke touching my hand and squeezing it.

For some freaking reason, my cheeks flushed pink at the generous display Mido showed. I suddenly felt more at ease.

''Maybe if you weren't acting like a pedo...'' I mumbled underneath my breath hoping he wouldn't hear me, however, he did.

''Ouch, I act more gentlemanly then'' He smiled sweetly, ''...now, let us continue wouldn't want to get scolded by both the student council president and me, now do we?'' He teased his gaze averting to the paper.

''You're not as bad as I'd thought'' I finally admitted. He simply glanced at me from underneath his eyelashes before another smile formed on his lips. 

-𝐘/𝐧'𝐬 𝐝𝐞𝐥𝐮𝐱𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐚𝐠𝐞

It's the weekend and I'm helping my mother with her spa business today, seeing as how I need to perfect my Reigen technique. Of course, as you've probably guessed I'm working at the massage table while my mother is playing the role of a cashier. She may not be my real biological mother from my real world, however, I still feel obligated to aid her in any way possible.

I went ahead and drank some water my back turned away from the massage table. ''N/n, can you tend to the customer?'' my mother's sweet voice informed me.

''YEP!'' I yelled pulling my sleeves back up I faced the customer, his back was fully exposed and it showed cased many marks caused due to previous injuries.

I dipped my hands in essential oils and began to massage them confidently. They were constantly squirming around and I couldn't take it anymore, if they wanted to get the Y/n Massage Services La Deluxe they had to stay put. Karate chopping their back the person immediately let out a scream upon hearing their back crack. They lifted themselves up and face me.

''ARE YOU INSANE WOMAN, YOU ALMOST BROKE MY BACK!?'' Soon after silence followed suit.

Our eyes widened when we released who we were. This wasn't any ordinary person I was massaging but in fact Osoro. Meanwhile, while I was going through ten nosebleeds and dirty thoughts Osoro quickly covered his bare chest hiding his mommy milkers from my view, his entire face engulfed in pure crimson.

''WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?!'' He yelled once again.

''The owner is my mother...I didn't know you had a heart-shaped mold on your back!'' I excitedly pointed out.

''I DON'T!'' He turned around quickly getting off of the table before he could leave I grabbed onto his strap around his waist accidentally undoing it, it fell on the ground. Osoro quickly spun me around and covered my eyes.

His shaky breath hit the nape of my neck as his arms held a strong grip on me.

''You do realize that I've seen boxers before, right?'' I pointed out the obvious.

Of course, this isn't the first time where someone's towel fell and I got to witness their underwear, it's a regular occurrence so it doesn't really faze me anymore. However, Osoro wasn't aware of this up until you told him.

''Huh?!'' He yelled. ''What do you mean you've seen boxers before, you pervert!'' He accused.

''DUDE, I WORK AT THIS SPA, NO ONE HERE IS ACTUALLY NAKED!''

''N/n, what is wrong, why are you yelli-oh my, I'm sorry or interrupting you kids. Go on pretending I didn't see anything!'' My mother giggled waving nonchalantly her hand. My face became redder than a tomato.

''WAIT NO IT'S NOT WHAT YOU THINK!'' Osoro and I yelled in unison. We looked at each other bother I began to laugh.

''What so funny, hah?!'' I patted Osoro's shoulder.

''Imagine telling your kids that this is how you met your wife!'' I continued to laugh.

Osoro averted his gaze elsewhere mumbling quietly underneath his breath. ''Why are you thinking of kids so soon...?''

''Did you say something?'' I questioned curiously doe eyes staring at Osoro. He hurriedly shook his head.

''Nothing, you dumbass'' 

-𝐘𝐨, 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐛𝐨𝐲'𝐬 𝐠𝐨𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐫𝐞𝐞 𝐭𝐚𝐜𝐨

Recently I've been participating in volunteering at the infirmary, you know for reasons, them being exposing Mujo of being a drug addict, as well as, personal reasons which I'd rather not mention. In order to be of assistance I needed to go through Megamo which was easy since I have my ways, he immediately disapproved due to me ''possibly being a dangerous threat to the students'' whatever that means.

That however didn't cease my determination, in fact, Mujo received a fake approval leaflet from moi.

''Deary, can you please help the student?'' Asked Mujo who sluggishly went to sit on his office chair.

''Sure'' I made my way and examined the student, it proved to be quite of a challenge because of their hair covering their eyes.

I placed my hand on their forehead after some time and widened my eyes, they were burning up. ''My dude, are you alright?'' I asked concerned.

They nodded their head quickly, despite me not believing them I gave them an excuse letter and told them to go home, they listened obediently. Now that I think about it, this must be the sewing club kid, how cute!

After a few more students came and left I occasionally glimpsed at Mujo in concern, he's been sitting in his chair holding his head and sweating. Dismissing the last student I approached Mujo, touching his hand I removed it from his head and made him look at me. His eyes widened and his cheek flushed into a crimson red colour.

''W-waa'' He slurred.

Frowning I touched the back of my hand against his head to find this man has been sick all along. ''Yo, you're burning!'' I pointed out sternly.

Mujo stuttered and averted his eyes away from me. ''N-n-noo...'' I sighed and shook my head in disapproval.

I supported his arm over my shoulder and slowly took him to one of the medical meds gently placing him on it. ''D-dear, there is n-no need for this!'' He spattered.

I ignored him and attended to him. How can a school nurse be sick and still work?!

Mujo relaxed in my care, his heart felt like it would explode from being pampered by his dear student. He shouldn't have such feelings, however, he couldn't help it they came naturally when being near you and he certainly didn't mind being taken care of by you.

You decided to cover him with the thin sheet, however, you slipped and fell on top of him this factor shocked the both of you. Although, your reaction was much more placated than Mujo's since sooner or later you were bound to be accustomed to your friendly neighborhood invisible rock, both of you stared at each other both flushed entirely.

Placing a quick kiss on his soft cheek you decided to stop at that since you wouldn't want this to escalate any further and turn inappropriate. Smiling down at him you petted his head making him in turn bury his face in the sheet of cloth like a flustered girl.

''P-please, take good care of me, nurse L/n-san'' He mumbled.

''Will do my sweet patient!'' You grinned and gave him a thumbs up ignoring the blush on your cheeks.

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