Ichinose, your favourite girl? What would you do if you were teleported in her world, and suddenly asked to give up your seat?
[It's a Self-insert, Harem Fanfic.]
Rated F for FLUFF!
This fic has solely been created for my own entertainment. As such...
This time it's me who pushed open the door to faculty office, handle is really cool....
While trying to make sure the door is closed, I realised it got locked automatically, must be a remote one.
I am really not surprised by this anymore. Budget is really breaking taboos.
Too quiet, even I can feel the tension here, person who just gave us permission is definitely not in a good mood right now....
However, it really doesn't look like faculty office but more like a comfy rest room, and canteen for teachers.
Just like other buildings, you really won't feel that hot, it's all surrounded by air conditioners probably in some corner, tuuuttt~~Really, you should decrease it a little bit.
Here, I can't seem to find any of those windows, must be to give some privacy to stop peeking.
This burning smell....Someone must be smok---Oh no.
Could it be....her? I abused my eyes hard to even get a small glimpse.
Instead of desks, it was furnished with plush, dark leather sofas arranged in a semi-circle around a low glass coffee tab----?
"Hey Ichinose, is that a fridge....?"
"Yes, a tray of snacks even, crackers, sliced fruit, and energy drinks...They have sandwiches too!"
Vending machine...That should be it, I think for drinks. It's like paradise.
Soft gray carpets....almost corporate feel. It's so sophisticated.
"Bleggggh!"
Apparently, someone's vomiting. Never mind, I already know who this person is, really it's just Day 1!
It's probably not our fault, right?
I can make out a figure sitting near center of the room, but details are lost in a blur.
'Click~ Click~!'
Those high heels....
"Well, well."
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Her voice is so sharp, almost cutting fabric of existence, Chabashira is approaching us, her high heels clicking against carpeted floor.
It's like she is measuring her steps.
"What do we have here? Two little brats who think they can just stroll in here like they own the place. I heard some students skipped homeroom and the entrance ceremony. Let me guess-that's you two, isn't it?"
Ichinose's grip on my hand tightened, her cheeks flushing a soft pink. Hey, don't move any closer, we are in teacher's office!
"We didn't mean to miss homeroom, sensei."
It's no use being kind, trying her angelic vibes. This won't work.
"We had something important to take care of. We're here to see Chie-sensei. We're sorry if we caused any trouble."