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A few weeks have passed by since Maki's and Mai's admission letters arrived.
Naoya was somehow able to stop the destruction of Tokyo Jujutsu High, and the unwilling Maki had to move to the Tokyo Jujutsu High dorm.
Mai and Naoya also moved to Kyoto because of their school and job, respectively, and are currently at the entrance of the Kyoto Jujutsu High School. Naoya was standing alone, waiting for others to arrive.
"Umm....Good Morning," called a girl who had just reached the top of the school after climbing the massive staircase.
"Good Morning. Blue hair...Kasumi Miwa, right?" asked Naoya with a smile.
"Y-Yes! Nice to meet you!... Umm, if I am not mistaken, you are Naoya Zenin-san, right?" asked Miwa expectantly.
"That is Sensei for you. I will be in charge of the first-year students. And yes, I am Naoya Zenin. Nice to meet you."
Miwa's eyes glowed a bit at hearing Naoya's identity.
"I-If it's not an issue, can I please take a picture with you?!" asked Miwa as she took out her phone.
Naoya blinked in confusion. What is this fan girling he was experiencing?
Still, seeing the look she was giving him, Naoya agreed with the proposal.
Miwa immediately appeared near Naoya as he struck a pose for her picture.
"Thank you, Zenin-senei!"
"Better call me Naoya to avoid the confusion," said Naoya.
Miwa nodded but didn't know what he meant by that.
"Oi! Stop flirting with Onii-chan!"
Hearing a new voice, Miwa turned around and saw a new girl looking straight at her.
The girl was none other than Mai Zenin, who was eyeing the blue-haired girl who was trying to 'flirt' with Naoya.
Mai came near the two of them and was immediately karate-chopped by Naoya.
"It is Sensei at school," chided Naoya.
"Eh! No! Onii-chan forever! Sensei is too distant!" complained Mai.
"No," retorted Naoya.
"Yes!" declared Mai and clung to Naoya in protest.
The two of them started arguing like that, leaving Kasumi Miwa looking at the two of them in confusion.
"Ah. Mai, introduce yourself to your classmate," said Naoya, suddenly realising that Miwa was there.
Still clinging to Naoya, Maki looked at Miwa and flashed a smile.
"Hello. I am Mai Zenin. Nice to meet you. Take care of me," greeted Mai.
"Nice to meet you too! I am Kasumi Miwa!" replied Miwa, though she soon noticed that both of them were Zenins and then realised why Naoya asked her to call him by his first name instead.
"Well, since all of you are here, it's time to go ahead. Kokichi! Come here and introduce yourself too!" called Naoya.
Mai and Miwa looked towards the direction where Naoya yelled. They didn't notice anyone else there.
A moment later, both Mai's and Miwa's eyes widened in surprise. Instead of a human, what they saw was a robot-like thing coming towards them.
"...I told you to call me Mechamaru," said the robot, looking towards Naoya.
"And I told you that I won't be using your gaming name. If you have a nice name, then don't be ashamed to use it," replied Naoya.
The robot and the special-grade sorcerer continued to look at each other for a while before the robot turned towards Mai and Miwa.
"Name's Mechamaru. Nice to meet you. Because of circumstances, I operate with this puppet," said the robot and gave a curt bow.
Surprised by the robot's actions, the two girls were locked in a trance for a second before they snapped out and returned the greeting.
Once they were done getting to know each other, Naoya led them to meet Gakuganji. The old man was still acting as the principal of Kyoto Jujutsu High.
After getting the principal's address, Naoya explained the basic rules and regulations to the group while also taking them on a tour. Kokichi and Miwa were busy, looking around since the school was new territory for them. Mai, though, was calm. She was familiar with Kyoto Jujutsu High, since she used to be a frequent visitor when Naoya studied here.
"Now, then, here are the dorms. Kokichi, you already know your room and all, right?" asked Naoya.
The robot nodded.
Mechamaru arrived a day ago to fulfil the required procedures for his puppets.
"Miwa, Mai will lead you to the girls' dorm. Mai, help her with the procedures."
The girls nodded.
"Good. That's it for today. Take the rest of the day to familiarise yourselves with the school and your classmates. Classes start tomorrow. Be on time. Okay."
"Yes."
The three of them nodded in response and went to the dorm buildings.
Once they were gone, Naoya made his way to his next destination. He had an important task at hand that needed to be addressed as soon as possible.
Naoya appeared in front of a door and knocked on it.
"It's me."
"Come in."
Getting the permission, Naoya entered inside.
"I am back," said Naoya.
"Welcome back, sensei~" teased Utahime.
The room that he entered was Utahime's room, allotted to her at Kyoto Jujutsu High.
"Keep teasing me. Just don't forget that you promised that we would do that tonight," said Naoya as he walked up to Utahime, sat beside her and leaned on her shoulder.
"Eh? Do what?" asked Utahime.
"...You know the thing where you act like a student who got failing grades and is now going to do 'anything' for the teacher to raise her marks," said Naoya with a straight face.
Immediately, Naoya felt his ear being pulled.
"When did I agree to it?" asked Utahime.
"...I even brought the naughty student dress," said Naoya and took some clothes out of his shadows.
"...Do you think I will agree to wearing such a shameful thing?" asked Utahime as she saw the thing that could barely be classified as clothes.
Naoya immediately switched to the 'pitiful begging mode'.
"Ugh! Do you think I will agree to it if you look at me like that?!" asked Utahime as she tried to look away from Naoya.
Naoya, though, knew the extent of his powers. He immediately switched positions and made Utahime sit face-to-face against him, and started whispering sweet things to her while also making sure to show his affection to her as well.
He might be in love with Utahime, but she, too, was in love with the 'bad' Zenin, who keeps on corrupting her.
The 'bad' Zenin knew that and made sure to take full advantage of that.
In the end, that day, the 'teacher' kept on 'punishing' the student for quite a long time. The 'student' finally got the passing marks and was now passed out on the 'teacher' with a satisfied smile on her face.
Naoya was smiling while looking at Utahime's sleeping face and snuggled up even more.
His priestess looked quite cute even while she slept.
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The next morning, Naoya was in the bath with Utahime, carefully shampooing her hair.
Utahime, for her part, was enjoying the comfortable massage from Naoya. Her boyfriend's hair styling and hair conditioning game were getting stronger and stronger as time passed. She was now afraid that she wouldn't be able to move back to other methods after experiencing this.
Unfortunately for her, Naoya was doing it with the same idea in his mind. He will become so irreplaceable that his lady won't even be looking at other people. He likes playing around with Utahime's lush hair, and if, while doing that, he can make himself even more important for her, then it's a double win.
Still, just because he was carefully doing his job, it didn't mean his eyes were not moving around.
"...Naoya..."
"Yes, milady"
"...It's still early morning."
"I know."
"We did 'it' just last night."
"Yup."
"...Then why?" asked Utahime, feeling 'something' familiar on her back.
"...Why not?" asked Naoya back as his hands slowly descended towards her chest.
Utahime glanced back at him with a 'glare'.
Naoya simply smiled at her.
Seeing the foolish yet charming smile on Naoya's face, Utahime sighed.
'Am I such an easy woman?' thought Utahime and looked at Naoya once again.
The Special Grade sorcerer was still giving her the 'look'.
'Maybe we are both quite an easy couple,' thought Utahime and 'reluctantly' gave in to Naoya.
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After an early morning workout, Naoya and Utahime arrived at school.
As they walked around, the people around them kept on glancing at them.
"...They are staring too much!!!" whispered Utahime.
Naoya, who was holding Utahime's hand with his fingers interwined, puffed out his chest proudly.
"I am not praising you!!!"
Naoya simply decided to ignore that.
Utahime ground her teeth in frustration before she face-palmed. She had tried to free herself from Naoya, and though she could, since Naoya was not holding her hand too tightly, the moment she did that, Naoya looked quite down, making her feel guilty of hurting him.
'Why the hell is this Special Grade so fragile?!?!?!?!' thought Utahime and glared at Naoya.
"Because it's you," replied Naoya with a smile.
"Huh?"
Naoya didn't say anything, just continued to smile.
Utahime blushed a bit seeing him smile. Naoya's bad habit of guessing exactly what she was thinking was back in action, and that, coupled with his smile, was enough to shake her resolve.
"Hmph! It's not like I am doing this to make you feel happy!" said Utahime.
"Is that so....does that mean you are doing it because you want to hold onto me....So bold of you, Utahime," replied Naoya with a smirk as he pecked her cheek.
"!!!!"
Panic set in as she realised that she had been bamboozled by Naoya, who was now smiling mischievously at her.
She tried to free herself and get away from Naoya, though this time the 'bad' Zenin's grip was quite tight and difficult to break through.
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Quite some distance away from the two of them, the first-year students were looking at the two teachers flirting in the broad daylight.
"As expected of my big brother! His game is too strong!!!"
Hearing a new voice, the three students looked towards the source and saw a burly man looking at Naoya with a huge smile on his face.
The first years didn't say anything. For some reason, they believed it was better not to involve themselves with this weirdo.
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~Later that day~
"You first years! I am your senior, Aoi Todo! Now then, first things first! What kind of person do you like? I will go first. I like tall women with big butt!" {A/N: Me too!}
Todo stood there shirtless, yelling at the first-years.
The first year's belief that it was better not to get involved with this pervert got even stronger.
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Sorry for the delay. I was out of town because of some work.
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