After Ayanokoji Kiyotaka's physical condition improved, and with "amnesia" as an excuse, his cheap father even specially found him a private tutor.
The tutor was a female graduate student majoring in education, a gentle older sister with a quiet appearance and glasses.
During breaks from her classes, she would come to the hospital to teach Ayanokoji Kiyotaka Japanese reading and writing, and general life knowledge, things even elementary school students knew.
This was a great help to Ayanokoji Kiyotaka, allowing him to learn Japanese from scratch with a clear conscience.
Perhaps it was due to being a transmigrator, or perhaps the physical qualities of this body were simply excellent.
Ayanokoji Kiyotaka found that both his concentration and the depth of his memory processing were exceptionally good, far better than in his previous life when he used to doze off during morning classes.
Of course, there was also another possibility—he had been lying in bed for more than ten days, too bored to sleep.
The teacher sat by the bed, holding a tablet, patiently teaching Ayanokoji Kiyotaka with the lesson plans she had specially prepared.
Her teaching was easy to understand, and with the memories from his previous life as an aid, Ayanokoji Kiyotaka was able to quickly absorb knowledge.
In just over a week, Ayanokoji Kiyotaka had gradually adapted to his current state and could haltingly use common Japanese for daily communication.
After another week of recuperating in the hospital, his bodily functions had initially recovered.
Once the hospital determined there were no sequelae, he was finally discharged, only needing to return for a full body check-up every two weeks thereafter.
Due to Ayanokoji Kiyotaka's amnesia, he could no longer attend elementary school. So, after discussing with the female private tutor, Ayanokoji Fugangoffered her a satisfactory bonus and signed an internship contract with her.
She was to live in the home, responsible for taking care of Kiyotaka's life and daily education, while he and Ayanokoji Kiyotaka would live elsewhere, only returning for a day or two at the end of each month.
And so… Ayanokoji Kiyotaka and the private tutor's time alone began.
This private tutor was very responsible, caring for the ten-year-old Ayanokoji Kiyotaka meticulously, as if he were her own younger brother.
She cooked for him every day, and after returning from her school classes, she would patiently answer all sorts of questions Ayanokoji Kiyotaka posed, teaching him about the common sense of this world…
At first, Ayanokoji Kiyotaka was very unaccustomed to her presence. After all, he had been used to living alone in his previous life, always being uninhibited and having many bad habits—
He never folded his quilt; he disliked eating breakfast; he disliked cleaning, only throwing out trash when the bin was full; he always accumulated a pile of socks and underwear before remembering to wash them; toilet paper was always kept by his bedside…
These habits had long been formed and were not easy to change, but under her careful guidance, Ayanokoji Kiyotaka gradually corrected these bad habits.
Because they lived and ate together, spending every day in close proximity, Ayanokoji Kiyotaka gradually grew accustomed to her presence in his life and began to rely on her.
She also treated Ayanokoji like a child and didn't mind intimate contact with him, often hugging and playing with him, and even not avoiding him when showering…
Even if Ayanokoji Kiyotaka intentionally restrained himself, he still inevitably saw things he shouldn't have, unconsciously developing some worldly desires.
This made him blush, but it also made him breathe a sigh of relief, as his biggest fear was also answered—
His physical development was very healthy, and his bodily functions were normal, completely unaffected.
The female teacher treated Ayanokoji Kiyotaka as a child, but Ayanokoji Kiyotaka, whose age was similar to hers in his previous life, naturally couldn't truly see her as a teacher; instead, he viewed her as a female peer.
Whenever she showed that gentle smile, Ayanokoji Kiyotaka's heart would always skip a beat.
In this unfamiliar world, having such a gentle woman show you kindness, spending every day with you, chatting and laughing with you, and patiently teaching you various common senses… anyone would let down their guard and feel their heart pound.
While grateful, Ayanokoji Kiyotaka naturally fell in love with this gentle older sister with beautiful black hair.
This could be called his first love in both his lives, but due to various factors, he did not confess, instead hiding this feeling deep in his heart.
They spent every day together for two years, and when the private tutor graduated from her master's program, the day of parting finally arrived.
She was graduating from her master's and was about to start an internship at a high school. She could no longer live there, so she resigned from this well-paying job.
The night before she left, Ayanokoji Kiyotaka finally couldn't help but confess.
"Shizuka Hiratsuka Sensei, I like you. Please stay and be my girlfriend!"
Ayanokoji Kiyotaka looked earnestly at the young woman opposite him, who had long, straight black hair and was wearing a brown sweater. She stopped packing and looked down at him in surprise.
Shizuka Hiratsuka had not expected her student to confess to her at this moment.
Of course, she didn't take Ayanokoji Kiyotaka's words about making her his girlfriend seriously; to her, it was just silly talk blurting out from a child who didn't want him to leave.
She forced a smile and patted Ayanokoji Kiyotaka's head: "Qingping, Hiratsuka-sensei likes you too. But I'm sorry, Hiratsuka-sensei really has to go. You've learned very well, and Hiratsuka-sensei has nothing left to teach you. You should find a better teacher."
"There's no better teacher than Hiratsuka-sensei!" Ayanokoji Kiyotaka still wanted to try, gripping her hand and showing a pitiful expression, "Hiratsuka-sensei, I really don't want to leave you. Please stay..."
Having lived together for so long, Ayanokoji Kiyotakaunderstood her personality very well. As long as he showed that expression, her expression would waver, she'd sigh helplessly, and then pull him into her arms to comfort him.
Having been in this world for two years, Ayanokoji Kiyotaka had already learned to use the advantages of his current child's body.
"If you think Dad isn't giving enough money, I can go earn some. Please, don't leave, okay...?" Ayanokoji Kiyotaka pleaded with a tear-streaked face.
Shizuka Hiratsuka looked at Ayanokoji Kiyotaka's face, which seemed on the verge of tears, and her heart ached. She pulled Ayanokoji Kiyotaka into her embrace.
"...Qingping, let me think about it."
She took a deep breath, as if she had made a decision, and replied in a low voice.
A moment later, she released Ayanokoji Kiyotaka, picked up her phone from the sofa, stood up, and stumbled back to her room, seemingly exhausted.
Woohoo, taking off!
Hiratsuka-sensei agreed to stay!
Ayanokoji Kiyotaka knew that she couldn't directly agree to be his girlfriend, but as long as she didn't leave and stayed, things would take a turn.
French President Macron could get his teacher to marry him, which shows that age is definitely not an issue!
Ayanokoji Kiyotaka couldn't help but cheer. It took a long time for his excitement to cool down. He returned to his room, had a wonderful sleep, and in his dreams fantasized about dating and living with Hiratsuka-sensei in the future.
He even named their children in his dream.
However, Shizuka Hiratsuka did not stay.
Before Ayanokoji Kiyotaka woke up the next morning, she packed her things and left the house.
When Ayanokoji Kiyotaka woke up the next day, the two-story villa in Tokyo's wealthy district was empty again, leaving only him and a solitary breakfast on the dining table.
"...What the hell, she said it so nicely, but she still left after all."
Ayanokoji Kiyotaka stared blankly at the cold room, chuckled self-deprecatingly, walked to the dining table, jumped onto a chair, and silently picked up his spoon to eat.
His first love ended without a resolution.
Having lived two lives, this was the first time he experienced what it felt like to have a broken heart.
At this time, he was only twelve years old.