Two weeks after Aki had revealed to him she was pregnant, Takeru was staying after school to clean up the classroom, as it was his turn for the week. It was late in the afternoon, and Takeru was one of two students currently on campus.

The door opened and in walked Minori Rokujou, the school's principal.

"Hi, Oyama-kun. How's it going?" She grinned.

"Hi, Rokujou-sensei." He said. "Everything is going fine."

She went up to him, "You look a little tired. Is everything really going fine?" She questioned him.

"Yeah, it is. I just took a part-time job to have some spending money, that's all." He said, as he finished cleaning the classroom.

"Why don't we go into my office and discuss this. I want all my students to be doing well."

"Am I in troubled?"

"Of course not, silly!" She said laughing. "I just want to talk to you since I've been hearing how great your training has been going. I don't want you to overexert yourself, you know." She said, as they both walked out of the classroom and down the hallway. As they reached the second floor, they finally arrived to her office. She opened the door, and closed it when they were all inside.

"Take a seat, Oyama-kun." She said, as she sat down on her executive leather chair behind her oak desk.

"So, how training?" She asked.

"It's going well. My Maken has evolved, so that's good."

"How about your school work?"

"I'm one of the top three students in my class. All that studying is finally paying off. I'm hoping I can eventually become the top student." He said grinning.

"What about this job? Why exactly do you need it?"

"Oh, it's just so I can have some spending money, and buy this new video game system that's being released in a few months."

"Are you sure it doesn't have anything to do with Aki being pregnant?" She said with a smirk on her face.

"WHAT?! NIJOU-SENSEI IS PREGNANT?!"

Rokujou laughed, "Don't play the village idiot, Oyama-kun." She said. "You knocked her up and that's why you need the money."

"No, I did not! I don't know what you're talking about."

"Come on, I heard how she confessed her love for you, after you two banged." Rokujou said with a mischievous smile on her face.

"No, she didn't! Nijou-sensei would never fall for someone like me!"

"I tried to fight these feelings, but when we made love that night, I knew I couldn't ignore them any longer. So, yes, Takeru Oyama, I love you!" Rokujou said in Aki's tone of voice, pushing her lips forward and making kissing noises.

Takeru's face turned pale. He couldn't believe what he was hearing.

"H-How d-did you know?"

"I was hiding in the supply closet inside her office, planning on pulling a prank on her, when she dragged you inside. Of course, my plan was destroyed, but, oh, what a story did I hear!" Rokujou-sensei laughed.

"Please, Rokujou-sensei! Don't fire Nijou-sensei! It was my fault and I take full responsibility for my actions." Takeru stood up and fully bowed down.

"Oyama-kun, sit down."

"Please, Rokujou-sensei, I beg of you!"

"Nobody is going to get fire, now sit down!"

He immediately sat down. Rokujou-sensei chuckled. She got up and went around her desk, sat on top of it, and leaned forward to face Takeru.

"I'm not going to fire Nijou-sensei or punish you, Oyama-kun." She said.

"Thank you, Sensei." Takeru said, he bowed his head and was relieved he had been given another chance.

Takeru smiled at her, and Rokujou-smiled back at him, as she began to unzipped her tracksuit jacket, her enormous bosom bursting out, fully exposed to Takeru's shocked, but lustful eyes.

"I want to know how good you really are, Oyama-kun." She said seductively, with a mischievous smile on her face, as she leaned forward until her marvelous mammaries were a few millimeters from his face.

Takeru looked at the busty beauty before him, and pushed his face into her wondrous valley, as both of them fell on top of the desk. He then quickly began to ravish her, as Rokujou-sensei squealed in delight. His adolescent hormones did not allow him to say no to the woman with the second biggest bust in all of the school.

By the time they were finished, they laid on the office couch, fully exhausted. It was now 9 PM on a school night.