"Yukino, what should I do?! Gojo-sensei is going to die!"
Yuigahama Yui's anxious voice trembled as tears nearly welled up in her eyes.
She stared down at 'fainted' Gojo Satoru, who was lying motionless beneath the blue quilt.
For a moment, she genuinely believed something terrible had happened.
Gojo, who had been pretending to be unconscious, felt his expression stiffen.
He had originally intended to continue the joke for a little longer.
But seeing Yuigahama Yui looking genuinely worried, he decided that perhaps he should stop before she actually started crying.
He was just about to open his eyes when Yukinoshita Yukino's cold voice came from beside him.
"If he dies, put him in the crematorium and bury the body."
"..." Gojo's eyebrow twitched.
How could she say such a thing to a adorable sensei like him!?
Yuigahama Yui stared at Yukino in shock.
"Yukino?! That's too cruel!"
Yukino calmly adjusted her hair. "I'm simply being practical."
"You're talking about our sensei!"
"Stop overreacting, he isn't even dead." Yukino glanced down at the lump beneath the blanket, before raising her cold eyes to his face. "Besides, I can see his mouth twitching."
Gojo immediately stopped moving.
"..."
Only for Yukino to narrow her eyes, "See?"
"..."
Gojo decided that it was probably time to end the act.
The blanket suddenly moved as a miracle happen, Gojo saturo had risen from dead.
"Don't you think that's too much, Yukino-san," Gojo Satoru lifted the quilt and sat up quickly, "I'm not dead yet."
'I am scared about what you would do if I was....'
"Tsk." Yukinoshita let out a cold tsk.
'This scumbag teacher.' She cursed inwardly.
Did he truly think that she didn't see the slightly raised corner of his mouth when Yui was pressed down.
It was annoying enough that she wasn't able to catch any sleep, but now this happened!
'I seriously wish to kick this scumbags teacher out.'
While, Yukino was cursing her fate of having a terrible teacher as Gojo, Yui's in return shouted in surprise.
"Gojo-sensei is alive!"
Gojo stared at her with completely deadpan eyes. He seriously consider that maybe she already knew but was acting just for fun.
"I wasn't aware that you had already written my obituary."
"I thought you were seriously hurt!"
"I was, you fell on me." Even though it didn't hurt due to the soft weight working as airbags.
Yukino crossed her arms coldly,"A ridiculous teacher and an equally ridiculous student."
"Yukinon, I heard that."
"You were supposed to."
Gojo sighed dramatically at their dynamic. They have become such a good friend.
"This Service Club is so cruel to its guests."
"You weren't invited."
"That hurts even more."
Yukino gave him an indifferent look.
"This is my clubroom. You invaded it."
"Invaded is such a strong word, I simply borrowed my students club room."
While, what he did was very similar to invading, Gojo isn't someone who would admit his own fault without someone forcing it on him. And since she is Shizuka's student wouldn't that make her his own student.
"You're impossible."
"Thank you."
"That wasn't a compliment!"
Gojo laughed, as he then pulled the blue quilt away and stood on the edge of the tatami. "Anyway, you two can continue hanging around here. I'm heading to the fifth floor."
Yukino looked at him, as a person's face appear on her mind.
"Are you looking for Touma Kazusa?" She asked with a calmer voice than what she had been using until now.
Gojo nodded in response, "Yes."
It wasn't something to hide or anything and it has already been time.
"I didn't manage to finish teaching her the other day. Today, I'll try again. With Touma-san's talent, I think she'll be able to learn it today."
Yukino nodded. "That is probably true."
She had heard Kazusa play before.
Even without knowing much about piano technique herself, Yukino could recognize extraordinary talent when she saw it.
Touma Kazusa possessed an unusually sharp ear and remarkable control over the instrument. Once she understood the structure of a piece, she could reproduce it with surprising speed.
Yukino know better than what truly talented people's are capable of.
'As long as it isn't some absurdly difficult world-class composition, she should be able to learn it quickly.' Yukino thought to herself.
Yuigahama who was listening to their conversations tilted her head. "What piece are you teaching her?"
Gojo smiled with a bright look, "One of my favorites."
He stood up and picked up his shoes that was beside the tatami.
"Anyway, once she learns it, she'll just need to practice until the movements become natural for her."
Muscle memory is very dependable.
After putting on his shoes that was placed just beside the tatami, he tap on the floor twice adjusting the size.
"Perfect. I'm leaving, Yukino-san. See you later, Yui-san." He didn't used the nickname this time.
"Now go, Sensei!" Yukino gave him a small nod with a cold face that said, 'Why are you still here, go quickly.'
Her face is very expressive today.
"Good luck." Yui opposite to her cheerfully wish him luck.
Was it because he didn't used the nickname that she doesn't like.
He would need to used it more then.
Gojo walked toward the door. He opened it with one hand.
Before stepping outside, he turned around with a slight smile.
"Oh, and Yukino?"
"What?"
"Don't stay awake all afternoon."
Gojo after giving her a friendly reminder left with both his hands in his pockets.
...
Stare~~~~~~~
Both girls looked toward the tatami with undivided attention. The blue quilt was still lying there. The pillow still had the slight impression of Gojo's head.
Before looking at each other.
...
Next second,
Yukinoshita Yukino lay inside.
There was still his temperature and body scents in the quilt, which made Yukinoshita Yukino blushed.
It was a first experience for Yukino who is used to sleeping alone in her apartment to used sleep in something that a man had used just a few minutes ago.
But after all the tension and tiredness she felt today, the sleepiness overcame the shyness and after a while, she fell too deep in a sleep to care about anything.
Her normally serious expression had disappeared.
Without the usual sharp eyes and cold demeanor, Yukino looked considerably more cuter.
Looking at the sleeping Yukinoshita Yukino, standing Yuigahama Yui muttered with a smiling face,
"Sleeping Yukinon is so cute~." She crouched beside her. "She's usually so serious."
Yui gently covered Yukino's shoulder with the quilt.
"Get some rest." She then stood up quietly.
"Don't worry. I'll make sure nobody bothers you."
A pause.
"...Except maybe if Sensei comes back."
Yui imagined Gojo suddenly appearing through the window again.
She shuddered. She had already learn about how he had come in the club room when they were arguing.
"Actually, I'll lock the window too."
While, she doesn't mind Sensei coming in. She does mind the thought of him disturbing sleeping beauty.
...
Fifth Floor — Piano Room,
Meanwhile, on the fifth floor, a completely different atmosphere surrounded the music room.
The gentle sound of a piano floated through the hallway.
Inside the room, Touma Kazusa sat before the instrument, her slender long fingers moved gracefully across the keys.
The piece she was playing was "Für Elise."
The familiar melody filled the room.
Kazusa played with her eyes closed, completely absorbed in the music. In her own world of music and gentle tune.
Every note seemed to carry a different emotion that she could feel vividly.
The further she progressed, the more deeply she immersed herself in the piece.
Her usual cold expression softened as she immerse hersel—
Knock!
Knock!
The sound of someone knocking on the door interrupted the performance.
Kazusa's fingers stopped Against the keys roughly followed by a loud, sharp tune unfamiliar from what it was before.
It could clearly convey the annoyed feeling she was feeling at being so rudely disturbed.
The loud tune faded into silence.
She slowly opened her eyes with an annoyed face, turning her face towards the front door.
There was a figure standing behind the glass panel in the middle of the door.
She recognized the white hair immediately. Her expression changed.
The annoyed expression that had appeared disappeared, replaced by a mixture of resignation and helplessness.
"Come in, Gojo-sensei."
Click.
The door opened as Gojo Satoru entered with his usual carefree smile.
"Hey, Touma-san."
Kazusa stared at him before checking the time, "You're late."
Gojo checked the clock himself.
"Only a little." Gojo laughed. "Anyway, I brought something."
He raised the small package in his hand, it was very neatly packed.
Kazusa looked at it, "What is that?"
"Kikufuku,."
Yes, Gojo unable to resist the urge to eat something sweet went to Shibuya first by teleportation of course, then picked these up.
If there is any weakness of Gojo Saturo it is the sweet-tooth he was proudly born with!
Kazusa took the package that was passed to her with a strange expression.
Kazusa opened the package and took out a Kikufuku before taking a small bite.
Her teeth sank in as the soft texture and sweet filling immediately rush to her sensitive tongue, the sweetness of it made her expression relax.
Her eyes narrowed slightly, almost forming gentle crescents shape.
"Let me tell you, Kazusa-san, don't skip lunch every time and wait for this kind sensei to come and feed you. I'm very busy person."
Taking apart his pair of Kikufuku, Gojo said while sitting on the piano bridge.
"Then don't." Kazusa indifferent as usual reply back with a sharp tone.
"Do you not realize how much blood bleed out of this kind sensei that worries about children~" Gojo said dramatically, as he quickly placed the Kikufuku that was in his hand in his mouth, eating it in ome bite before placing both his hands above his heart.
He was quite the dramn queen.
"You..."
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