Min Yuha Catches the Same Scent as Yesterday
“Ah, yes. Go ahead.”
What is it? What does she want to tell me?
No, more importantly, she wants to whisper in my ear?
Is there really a need for that? It's just the two of us here.
“...”
Min Yuha stares intently at me.
This is the first time seeing her this close... No, wait, I saw her yesterday, so it's not the first time, but still.
She's breathtakingly beautiful. Especially her eyes.
For a split second, my body almost froze up.
“Um... Class 2 teacher. Well...”
Min Yuha gently grabs my collar and pulls herself closer.
A sweet fragrance wafts over me. Is this her natural scent? It smells incredible.
What on earth does she want to say?
What kind of secret requires her to whisper directly into my ear like this...?
Squeeze...!
Of all times, I had to be hard. My cock feels like it's about to burst...!
Min Yuha's lips, now hovering right next to my ear, part slightly.
“Well...!”
“Sorry! Did I keep you waiting long?”
Click, slam!
Ryu Sehee walks into the staff room, throwing the door open.
I quickly spun around.
“Ah. Grade Leader. You're here?”
“You're already here. ...Hm? Yuha, why are you standing over there?”
Ryu Sehee turns her head. I follow her gaze.
Yuha was standing in the corner of the staff room.
Wait, wasn't she just standing right next to me? When did she scramble over there?
“Ah...! Ah. Well...”
“Hurry up and take a seat, Yuha. I have some things to go over.”
“Yes. Yes...”
Yuha scurries back over.
She drags her chair back and sits slightly away from me. What a shame.
Her head is bowed so low that I can't see her expression.
“...Sigh.”
I hear Min Yuha let out a very soft, faint sigh.
What in the world was that just now?
That smell just now...
Sitting a short distance away, Min Yuha trembled with her head bowed.
Just moments ago.
The scent she caught when she leaned in close to the Class 2 teacher.
A familiar fabric softener, the scent of body wash, and...
The thick, musky scent of a man.
This is definitely... the same smell from yesterday...
“...And that's why we've decided to hold the sports day by grade groups. It will take place in the auditorium over three days.”
Ryu Sehee explains as she hands out the basic planning materials for the sports day.
We only had the meeting yesterday before clocking out, and the basic plan is already finished?
I look over the documents. It's incredibly detailed, spanning nearly ten pages.
The head teacher must have drafted this, but how did they get it done so quickly?
Impressive. A true elite.
Min Yuha, who was reading the documents beside me, raises her hand.
“Um... Grade Leader. If it's by grade groups, does that mean we're doing it together with the 5th grade?”
“Correct. Lower, middle, and upper grades will be separated. Since we have to use the auditorium, we don't have much of a choice.”
If we're doing it with the 5th grade, that means Park Seonghun will be involved too. Ugh, what a pain in the ass.
But it's not like I can do anything about it.
“And as for the preparations, we don't have to do much. We're hiring an outside agency.”
“An agency?”
Min Yuha looks completely blank, as if hearing this for the first time.
Come to think of it, Yuha is a rookie teacher, so she wouldn't have any experience with this.
I should explain it to her.
“There are agencies that specialize in managing school events like sports days. They bring in professional MCs and run the activities with their own equipment.”
“Really? When I heard 'sports day,' I assumed we had to prepare everything ourselves...”
“Our school is on the smaller side, so if the teachers had to prepare all of that, it would be a nightmare. Hiring an agency is much easier.”
In the past, teachers would sweat bullets from early morning stringing up flags and setting up the games, but they don't do that anymore.
Every region has event agencies that will handle everything as long as you pay them.
They take care of both setup and execution. After all, the money comes out of the school's budget anyway.
“Exactly, Yuha. We just need to show up and watch over the kids. Apparently, they're hiring a highly famous agency in this area.”
“I-I see... I was actually worrying about what kind of activities I should plan for the kids...”
“They have their own program ready, so don't worry. In fact, they can do things we can't do with just the school's facilities, so the kids will love it. You know who they are, right, Taeo? They're quite famous on 'Stargram.'”
“Of course.”
“S-Stargram?”
At the mention of "Stargram," Min Yuha suddenly bolts upright.
Ryu Sehee stares at her with a puzzled look.
“? What's wrong, Yuha?”
“No... N-nothing. It's nothing. ...Ahem!”
Yuha quickly sits back down, adjusting her posture. Her face is bright red.
She's being way too obvious. She really can't lie to save her life.
Since my current role is that I don't know anything about her secret Stargram account, I should just stay quiet.
“Anyway, each of us has a specific role to play. As for the division of labor...”
Letting Ryu Sehee's words go in one ear and out the other, I steal a glance at Min Yuha.
She's been sitting hunched over for a while now. Her posture looks somewhat uncomfortable.
On top of that, I keep getting the feeling that she's stealing glances at me.
“...”
Look at that.
The moment our eyes meet, she hurriedly averts her gaze.
So that's why my face has been tingling.
This is strange.
There shouldn't be any particular tension between Min Yuha and 'me' as a colleague.
Why is the atmosphere so weird today?
...No way.
No, it can't be.
Yesterday, I made sure her eyes were completely covered. I even checked her phone afterward and deleted all the videos.
I didn't utter a single word to hide my identity. How could she possibly know?
I'm probably just worrying over nothing.
“...”
Right?
“...So, Taeo, you can help set up any necessary broadcasting equipment, and Yuha, you'll be in charge of guiding the students. Since Taeo and I both have our own duties, if we happen to be away, you need to make sure to lead the entire 6th grade to the auditorium on time. Got it?”
“...”
There is no response.
Ryu Sehee puts down her documents and looks up.
Yuha, who is supposed to answer, has been keeping her head bowed. What's with her?
“Yuha?”
“...”
“Yuha!”
“Ah...! Yes!”
Only after Sehee raises her voice does Yuha finally snap out of it.
“Yuha, are you alright? Are you feeling tired?”
“Ah...! No! No, I'm fine.”
“Do you remember what task I just assigned to you?”
“Um... guiding... the children...”
At least she remembers. That's a relief, but still.
Something has felt off about Yuha since this morning.
...Is there really something going on?
Sehee couldn't help but harbor suspicions.
She recalls the brief conversation they had in the staff room earlier this morning.
“You don't happen to have something going on with Taeo, do you?”
As she asked, she had closely observed Yuha's eyes.
They didn't seem to waver... much.
Instead, she looked genuinely confused by the question.
“With the Class 2 teacher?”
“No, it's just that neither of you were at your desks after school yesterday. I was wondering where you both went.”
“Ah...”
Taeo said he was going around installing mirroring devices yesterday, right?
If Yuha gives a different answer...
“W-well, about that...”
“It's fine. Go ahead and tell me. I'm not scolding you.”
Though she said she wasn't scolding her, Sehee's voice had risen enough for even herself to notice.
She was slightly worried.
Deep down, she had sensed a strange vibe.
A feeling that something was going on with Yuha.
Lately, her expression had grown noticeably darker, and she had become much quieter.
She wasn't her usual self.
If the cause of all this... is Taeo.
She couldn't shake that suspicion.
“A-actually...”
“Actually?”
“I'm sorry. Yesterday... some teachers from the other grades called me over, so I was chatting with them. That's why I wasn't at my desk...”
Yuha bows her head deeply, looking genuinely apologetic.
Sehee had been worried, but hearing this, she lets out a sigh of relief.
“Sigh... Is that so?”
“Y-yes...”
It wasn't something she needed to act so guilty about.
It was common for teachers with free time to gather and chat.
For a rookie teacher, it might actually be beneficial to get advice from others in those settings.
...Was I just imagining things?
It must have been a groundless suspicion.
After all, no matter how wild Taeo is, he wouldn't mess with both 6th-grade teachers.
“Alright. If that's the case, then it's fine.”
“...You're not mad at me?”
“I told you, I'm not scolding you. It's not like you could have said no when senior teachers called you over.”
“Ah... T-that's true...! Yes...”
Yuha lets out a small sigh of relief.
She was just scared of getting scolded.
Sehee feels a bit guilty for being so overly sensitive about something so trivial.
...Still.
Just in case, should I warn her?
“But Yuha.”
“Yes, Grade Leader!”
“Taeo... Well, never mind.”
She was about to say, Be careful around Taeo, but stopped herself.
That would make him sound like a genuinely dangerous person.
Well, he is a dangerous man, but still...
“What about the Class 2 teacher?”
“No... it's nothing. Just, well, he's a male teacher. Be careful not to cause any misunderstandings... like being left alone with him.”
“Ah~. Yes! I understand what you mean.”
“Good. As long as you understand.”
“Yes!”
Yuha smiles brightly.
...Did she really understand?
Sehee studies Yuha's face once more.
“...?”
Ryu Sehee catches it for a split second.
Yuha's nose twitching ever so slightly, as if she is sniffing the air.
Is there a smell...?
Sehee subtly pulls her skirt down.
Though she knows it's futile, she tries to cover up any scent that might be lingering from her panties.
...She won't notice, right?
Sniff, sniff...
Throughout the entire meeting, Min Yuha kept inhaling quietly, catching the scent.
Haa.
The staff room is gradually filling with a distinct aroma.
The exact same scent she had smelled yesterday.
“...”
She steals a glance to her side.
The Class 1 and Class 2 teachers are still discussing the sports day...
Can they not smell it? This scent right now?
The longer the meeting drags on in the staff room, the stronger the scent becomes.
The musky scent of the man from the music room yesterday, mixed with the smell of his semen.
It was hard to believe, and she didn't want to believe it, but...
Could it be... that the Class 2 teacher is...
