Chapter 23

Three days ago, the cold wave subsided and the weather turned sunny. My vacation ended and I once again joined the busy daily life of the third-year junior high school students.

Megan walked with me along the corridor from the teaching office back to the classroom. Her frail figure as she held a thick stack of information formed a sharp contrast with my empty hands, which inevitably caused some girls around me to look at me sideways.

“Well, can you give me some?” I said to Megan a little embarrassedly.

“No, no, I don’t feel comfortable asking you to help me every time ... Just let me do more.” She dodged my extended hand and seemed determined to move the things by herself.

I know she was talking about the time I helped her deal with the troubles caused by the head teacher Luke...

Actually, it wasn’t that she was being difficult, it was just that Luke was so harsh and mean that she was too timid to face him directly. I guess, as the vice-class monitor, she was probably ordered by Teacher Jessica to go there many times during the few days I was away...

Well...

If she knew that it was me who encouraged the teacher to let her go, would she still be so grateful?

I’m afraid she will turn around and cry and blame me, right?

Seeing her panting, I couldn’t stand the strong sense of guilt. I forcibly snatched a large part of the information from her chest and hugged it, saying with a smile, “It’s okay. It’s the boys’ duty to help female classmates. Moreover, a girl as pretty as Megan, how many people want to help but can’t...”

Megan’s face suddenly turned red, and she lowered her head like a shy little rabbit. “You ... you ... what are you talking about...”

“Puchi--” When I narrated this to teacher Jessica in the office after school, she, who was meticulous in school, couldn’t help but laugh.

Teacher Jessica wore a neat black and white uniform, with long black hair tied up behind her head. With her neat and pretty face and capable and upright figure, she looked very serious and rigorous. But under her fitted black short skirt, a pair of translucent stockings of the same color wrapped around her round legs, exuding an extremely tempting smell...

Although I am ashamed to admit it, every time I am alone with teacher Jessica in the office, I can’t help but secretly glance at the teacher’s stockings. It seems to have become my daily routine at school...

Well, it’s not my fault, this must be the instinct of all adolescent boys, it has to be.

“Blake, how is Faith’s cold?” Teacher Jessica asked me later. I explained to her later that it was not me who was sick, but my mother.

Teacher Jessica was not angry at all. Instead, she became even more worried. She generously extended my vacation and asked me to take good care of my mother and not to delay...

“Yes, I’m completely fine now. My mother asked me to thank you for your concern on her behalf.”

“Oh, that’s good...” She felt relieved and said, “You missed a lot of classes during the past few days of leave, right? How do you plan to make up for it?”

“Ah? Teacher Jessica, are you still worried about me...” I was a little surprised. We have been together for more than two years, and she should understand that my schoolwork is the last thing she needs to worry about...

“I am still very confident in you. But this is also a critical period in your studies. As a role model for your classmates, you must also take the lead and not let your guard down,” she said righteously.

“Yes, teacher, I won’t slack off.”

“Well ... how about this, come to my place tomorrow and I’ll make up for the missed classes for you,” she said, then hesitated for a moment and seemed to blush a little, “Didn’t you say you’d come to my house as a guest this weekend...”

I was slightly stunned. When I asked for leave that day, I did promise Teacher Jessica that I would go to her house on the weekend, and today is already Friday.

But that was what she said when she was half drunk, and I’m not sure if she still remembers it, so I didn’t bring it up.

Of course I was willing to do it. After all, Teacher Jessica has always lived alone. I could go to her house to accompany her so that she wouldn’t be lonely and drink alone. It was also one of the few things I could do for her as her most trusted student.