After searching around, the only people left in the classroom were me, Xia Qingyang, and those four girls, who were still eating their bentos, chatting and laughing about something.
They had just dared to pinch my cheeks, so if they were the ones looking at me earlier, there was no need for them to hide.
Xia Qingyang, meanwhile, had her head down, seemingly not looking my way either.
So what was with that eerie gaze just now?
It’s… probably fine, right?
For now, I should focus on addressing Xia Qingyang’s refusal to eat.
After some thought, I came up with a decent idea and suggested, “How about this? Order some takeout. If it’s too much trouble, I can pick it up for you at the gate, but you can’t skip meals.”
Xia Qingyang shook her head, unmoved.
“Don’t feel like eating. Takeout’s no good either. I won’t starve anyway.”
Tch, why is this girl so stubborn?
“But by the way, why does Teacher care so much about me?”
As Xia Qingyang spoke, she brushed aside the thick, long hair covering her face, revealing her beautiful eyes.
Despite faint dark circles, they were still clear, carrying a hint of a smile.
Her smile made me realize I might have… overstepped a bit.
Not that I, as a teacher, don’t have the right to care, but most teachers wouldn’t bother putting in so much effort for such an uncooperative student, unless…
“I-I’m your teacher. Isn’t it normal to check on you when I see you not eating?” I stammered, trying to justify myself under her questioning gaze.
“Thanks, Teacher. I’ve already ordered takeout and told the delivery guy to meet me by the wall near the grove at the sports field. You said you’d help me pick it up, so you won’t go back on your word, right?”
Huh?!
Her attitude changed so fast!
And the way she’s talking is different now!
But as her teacher, since I already promised, I have to follow through.
Still, something feels off.
It’s probably just my imagination…
“Alright, I’ll go get it.”
“The shop I ordered from isn’t far from school. If you head over now, it should arrive just in time.”
“I-Is that so? Okay then…”
Xia Qingyang’s sudden change in attitude made me feel like something was increasingly wrong.
Could she… also be a reincarnator?
Since I already agreed, I had no choice but to head to the spot she mentioned to pick up the takeout.
As I walked, I thought back to Xia Qingyang’s reaction.
If I remember correctly, the Xia Qingyang from before my reincarnation only spoke this normally during the time we were dating.
In my memory, outside of that period, she was always lazy and reluctant to talk.
That sudden change in attitude just now—did she realize something?
I can’t figure it out…
But based on the sudden shift in her tone and manner, she’s probably a reincarnator too, right?
Sighing heavily, I thought, this life is getting harder by the day.
Still, while Xia Qingyang may be lazy, she’s not stupid.
In fact, she’s sharper than me in many ways.
Having been dumped by me once in our past life, she wouldn’t be like those foolish and malicious girls, throwing herself at me again, would she?
That would be a pretty unwise choice…
Wait, I’ve left the classroom, so why hasn’t that strange feeling gone away?
Who’s watching me?
Looking back, it was still lunchtime, and the corridor in front of the classroom was as empty as when I came.
No one’s here?
Then what’s with this weird feeling?
There’s clearly no one behind me…
It’s probably just my imagination.
Lately, after being targeted by those bad girls so many times, I’ve become overly cautious.
The classroom was a bit of a walk from the grove by the wall that Xia Qingyang mentioned.
To make it back before Sakurako Mochizuki finished lunch and returned to the classroom, I quickened my pace.
Soon, I arrived at the grove.
In my past life, I loved this place.
It was perfect for bringing cute girls here to do some fun things.
Not quite like the protagonists in certain comics, but still, you could do plenty that you wouldn’t want others to see.
Plus, the grove’s ability to muffle noise meant you didn’t have to worry about being overheard.
But now, stepping into the grove, I couldn’t help but think of what Sakurako Mochizuki did to me here this morning.
I’m not exactly fond of this place anymore.
Maybe it was psychological, but as soon as I entered the grove, that uneasy feeling grew stronger.
Despite noticing nothing unusual, my legs started trembling uncontrollably.
After looking around and finding nothing, I quickened my pace, eager to grab the takeout and leave this creepy place.
Why did Xia Qingyang pick such a weird spot?
If I ran into some pervert here, I could scream my lungs out, and no one would hear me.
All I could do now was pray I didn’t run into anything…
Looking around again, I still found nothing.
But instead of feeling relieved, I grew even more scared.
I kept reassuring myself inwardly, it’s fine, it’s fine.
What are the odds?
There aren’t that many creepy stalkers in the world.
It’ll be okay…
Despite my self-assurance, my legs were still trembling.
If I ran into someone strange, I probably wouldn’t even have the strength to run.
…
While our poor little Guiye was still trying to comfort herself, she didn’t know that behind a nearby tree, a pair of dark eyes was staring right at her.
The one watching her was none other than Xia Qingyang, who had sent her to pick up the takeout.
Dear Teacher, I finally understand why you used to love following me around.
Watching a cute girl tremble in fear is such an enjoyable experience~
Thanks, Teacher, for letting me taste this thrill~
At that thought, the girl’s eyes narrowed slightly as they locked onto the helpless figure.
Though she could easily jump out and do something to this defenseless little loli in the grove, Xia Qingyang preferred savoring the sight of her fear and panic, unable to pinpoint its source.
She knew this feeling all too well.
Once upon a time, she had been the one followed by her teacher like this, sometimes even when she was just taking out the trash at night.
But now, the roles were reversed, weren’t they, my adorable Teacher?
Watching Guiye’s helpless figure, the girl lightly licked her lips, her eyes gleaming with a predatory fervor.
how the turns have tabled