Chapter Seventy-Three: Three O'Clock Tonight...

Plans often fail to keep up with changes. As Anhe and the girls made their way to the second floor, an unexpected voice abruptly broke the silence.

“I heard that Anhe is going to sleep with you all tonight?”

Everyone turned toward the sound and saw, at the corner of the staircase, two figures—one tall, one small—standing side by side. Bathed in silvery moonlight, their identities became apparent: it was Miss Ito and Saki Kurorai.

“Hah, it’s just Miss Ito,” Hanako said, patting her chest in relief, looking as if she’d been startled. Beside her, Ino’s eyes glittered as she openly admired Miss Ito’s bare, fair thighs.

“Miss Ito has such a great figure,” one of the girls sighed with envy, and the rest quickly nodded in agreement.

Hearing their praise, Miss Ito smiled, one leg bent and resting on the wooden railing behind her, tossing her hair with obvious vanity. She looked quite different from her school-day self, tonight dressed in a red crop top and shorts that barely reached her upper thighs.

Anhe couldn’t quite understand why Miss Ito would dress like this in the middle of winter, but he had to admit—her figure was truly remarkable. Her ample chest seemed ready to burst free, her smooth, pale stomach boasted clear abs, and her legs, nearly a meter long, slender and snowy-white, glistened in the moonlight like two ice creams waiting to be tasted.

Searching his memory, Anhe could only think of one other person who could match Miss Ito in terms of figure: Sawu Amamiya. Well... Nadeshiko Kurorai wasn’t far behind either, though she was plumper—more like a ripe, fragrant pear.

“Hey, have you stared enough already?” Miss Ito’s voice snapped Anhe out of his reverie. Looking up, he found her watching him with a teasing smile.

“Not yet,” Anhe replied honestly. The words had barely left his lips before a sharp pain shot through his waist. Without changing expression, he squeezed Rena Serizawa’s small hand, his gaze still fixed on Miss Ito’s chest as he said, with feigned seriousness, “I just never realized before, Miss Ito, that you have such a great figure.”

He deliberately emphasized the word “before,” and with his unabashed gaze, Miss Ito quickly caught on, a faint blush creeping up her cheeks. Fortunately, the darkness hid it from the others.

Still, she didn’t shy away. Instead, she shrugged a slender shoulder, put on an alluring expression, and winked at Anhe. “Oh? Do you have thoughts about me, Anhe?”

“I wouldn’t dare,” he said with a nervous laugh, not pursuing the flirtation.

Joking aside, with Rena Serizawa right next to him, he wouldn’t risk flirting with Miss Ito. He didn’t want to end up like Cheng did.

At the very least, he’d have to wait until no one was around!

Regaining his composure, Anhe looked at Miss Ito and the little Saki Kurorai at her feet, dressed in black-and-white panda pajamas, and asked earnestly, “Miss Ito, Saki, aren’t you going to bed yet?”

At his words, Miss Ito put away her playful smile and cleared her throat, about to reply, but Saki beat her to it.

“It’s not comfortable sleeping on the bus,” she piped up, letting go of Miss Ito’s hand and running up to Anhe. She tilted her head up, her big eyes blinking up at him, her childish voice ringing like silver bells. “Can I sleep with you, Anhe?”

As if worried he might refuse, she clung to the hem of his shirt and added, “Don’t worry, Anhe, I’m very well-behaved when I sleep.”

Smiling at her earnestness, Anhe crouched down, gently ruffling the hood over her head in comfort. “Don’t worry, Saki. If you don’t like sleeping on the bus, you can always sleep with the other girls too.”

At that, Hanako, already smitten by Saki’s cuteness, eagerly swooped in and hugged her, nuzzling her cheek. “That’s right! Anhe’s right—if you don’t want to sleep on the bus, you can sleep with us girls.”

“Ah...” Saki blushed at the sudden affection but didn’t reply immediately. Instead, she turned to look at Miss Ito.

She had been sleeping with Miss Ito all this time, and had already come to see her as a second mother, so even though she wanted to do some things, she would always seek her approval first.

Seeing Saki’s expectant gaze, Miss Ito smiled and nodded, but before Saki could celebrate, she added, “Alright, but only if I join too.”

Miss Ito’s insistence was not just for Saki’s sake; she mostly wanted to keep an eye on Anhe. After all, a boy sleeping among a group of young girls—if she didn’t watch, who knew what might happen?

“Huh?” Her words drew a chorus of surprise from the students. The straightforward Ino even frowned and spoke up, “But Miss, didn’t you say you wouldn’t interfere much with our lives? If you sleep with us, we’ll feel really awkward.”

Her words reminded the others, and they looked uneasy too.

But Miss Ito waved it off. “Don’t worry. Tonight, I’m not your teacher. Just think of me as your big sister.”

“Really?” the previously doubtful Ino asked, staring intently at Miss Ito.

Though Miss Ito was a bit puzzled by her gaze, she nodded.

Receiving confirmation, Ino’s breath grew heavier, but she said nothing more and quietly stepped aside.

“Alright then.” Seeing no further objections, Miss Ito clapped her hands and issued her final verdict. “Let’s all head back to the room.”

With that, she led the way down the corridor to the last room on the second floor. The others had no choice but to follow.

No sooner had Miss Ito entered and switched on the school-supplied lantern than there was the sound of hurried footsteps behind her.

Before she could turn, someone tackled her from behind. Fortunately, the futons had already been spread out on the floor, so she didn’t get hurt, but the next moment she distinctly felt a warm hand grab her chest.

“Hey!” She turned her head, about to scold, but saw Ino’s flushed face instead.

Seeing her look, Ino’s breath grew even heavier. Squeezing with both hands, she explained, “Miss Ito, you said tonight we’re all sisters, right? So it’s only natural for a little sister to measure her big sister’s size, isn’t it?”

“This...” Miss Ito was momentarily lost for words.

Not only was Miss Ito startled by Ino’s sudden move, but the other girls were too. Yet, when they saw Miss Ito didn’t scold Ino, their eyes lit up, and after exchanging glances, they all joined in.

This is how it is among girls—if someone’s bigger, everyone wants to squeeze.

Strange noises escaped from Miss Ito’s lips now and then. Anhe quietly covered little Saki’s eyes, but didn’t look away himself.

Suddenly, his sleeve was tugged. He turned and saw Rena Serizawa holding her phone up to his eyes.

“You want to squeeze too, don’t you?” read the message.

Anhe blinked, glanced at Miss Ito and then at Rena Serizawa, then leaned in close to her ear and whispered, “I’d much rather hold Rena’s.”

Feeling his warm breath and hearing his words, Rena Serizawa’s face turned bright red, her hand clutching her phone nervously.

Seeing her bashful expression, Anhe smiled, about to explain he was only joking, but she suddenly thrust her phone toward him again.

“Tonight at three, after everyone’s asleep.”

(End of chapter)