Chapter 3 - Private Lessons
"And that's why Onee-san is the superior archetype" Kamijou said almost shouting.
"I'm sorry, but that's not very convincing Kami-yan" Aogami Pierce retorted, kicking a trash can for some reason only an idiot would know.
The argument of those two idiots who made up two thirds of the Delta Force had come to a stalemate after almost an hour of heated arguments. At this moment, they were in the courtyard of a certain high school, being watched by some clearly annoyed students, but they kept walking back to the classroom while shouting at each other.
"There is no such thing as a superior archetype, Kami-yan. Imouto, Onee-san, tsunderes, dorm managers, nurses, teachers, dentists, beast girls, non-human girls, 2d girls, girls who aren't girls, boys who dress up as girls, dommy mommy, femme fatale, cellar doors, and all the others are all equally equivalent when it comes to archetypes" Aogami argued, leaving Kamijou with a slightly confused face
"You do know that at least half of what you said aren't even archetypes, right? By the way... cellar doors?" He made the biggest confused face of his life.
"If you don't have the intellectual capacity to appreciate all of this equally, then your opinion is invalid, Kami-yan."
"I don't care about all this nonsense. Simple people like me appreciate simple things. A nice girl with a pretty smile and oversized breasts who acts like an adult and is willing to spoil him, is all a high school boy needs."
"Now you are disrespecting all the other girls by saying this kind of thing" Aogami stopped walking and pointed an index finger at the spiky haired boy. "You're a plague Kami-yan. Trying to shove that vanilla bullshit down the throats of us nerdy teenagers full of fetishes and love to give."
"I'm the plague? Okay, I'm tired of your shit you damn pervert. Clench your fist, I swear I'll punch you in the face for every goddamn fetish you have, you opinionless bastard."
The legendary clash between those two boys that would rock Academy City was suddenly interrupted by a third person. The person in question was blonde, and had a body that made many high school girls jealous.
"Ara, ara... Kamijou-san, I see you are full of energy ability today" Said a female voice coming from behind the two boys about to jump at each other's throats.
This girl looked to be the same age as Kamijou, or perhaps younger, but her age was difficult to say precisely because of her mature young maiden body. She was wearing a formal outfit which consisted of a woman's blazer with a white blouse underneath, a black miniskirt and white stockings. Her look was completed with white gloves and a white bag with a printed star. She looked like a high-class executive at first sight, or the teacher at a prestigious school.
"Do we know each other?" Kamijou asked, looking that blonde girl up and down.
"I am Shokuhou Misaki, your private teacher starting today. Nice to meet you, Kamijou-san" She smiled and offered a handshake, which the boy readily accepted.
"Private teacher? Kami-yan, you lucky bastard" Aogami said, also examining that mature looking girl. "That means Komoe-sensei..." The boy muttered something but the two there ignored him.
"Wait a minute, there's something wrong here. Our school doesn't hire private teachers and I certainly can't afford this kind of thing." Kamijou looked suspicious as he brought his hand to his chin.
"Don't think too much about it. Here, read this."
Shokuhou handed him a yellowish paper with handwritten letters on it. The boy immediately recognized that handwriting and then scratched his head and looked into the honey-blond girl's starry eyes.
"I volunteered for all this, so you don't have to worry about paying me. Although I would accept some other kind of payment" Her smile now turned mischievous. "Now come on, there's an empty room reserved just for us" She grabbed his arm and started to drag him into the school.
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As soon as the two of them entered that ordinary high school classroom, the golden girl locked the door behind them. Shokuhou smiled slightly and walked over to the blackboard where she wrote her name in a stylish calligraphy.
"You must be full of questions, but let's get to the most important one first" The girl struck an eye-catching pose as if she were a model "What do you think of my teacher outfit? I'm sure I look quite mature in it"
"What kind of question is that? I'm pretty confused here"
"Just answer truthfully" She didn't even bother to elaborate.
Kamijou cast a very appraising look at that "cosplay" girl. He gave a few nods as if he was mentally approving something. Shokuhou, anxious to receive a compliment, started to make several different poses for the boy to give a good evaluation.
"Do real teachers really dress like that?" He kept looking at her, especially at that too-short skirt. The boy put a hand to his chin at that instant "That blazer is a little too tight and those stockings sure stimulate the imagination, which is the opposite of what you expect if you want someone to concentrate. Besides, there's a generous amount of absolute territory."
"Absolute territory?"
"It's the exposed skin of the legs between the skirt and the stockings" His gaze shifted to the area indicated, and then to the girl's shoes "I think it lacks a high heel to complement this particular fetish, but overall I liked it. I would give it a 9/10"
As he finished his "evaluation" full of unnecessary details worthy of a Delta Force debate, the boy raised a thumb as a sign of approval to the girl, who couldn't be more pleased considering that mischievous smile of hers widened. Shokuhou cast a glance at Kamijou while putting on an expression of a child eating cotton candy at an amusement park.
"That was an acceptable flattery ability. It's a shame that I don't usually wear high heels for any particular reason, so I'll settle for a near perfect score."
"That was a weird sentence. I think there's a story there" Affirmed the boy, narrowing his eyes and then tucking a smile into the corner of his lip "Are you by any chance one of those clumsy girls who breaks her heel in the first 10 steps?"
"Huuuuuh? For your information I am a perfect queen, so I know how to walk very well in high heels. Thank you very much."
"Uh-huh... that was pretty convincing, Queen-sensei" He now made a sign of denial with his thumb and began pointing downward in a mocking gesture.
For some reason, this made the girl change her smile to a nostalgic one as she remembered many similar scenes that had happened in their past.
'I don't think this is the time to get all nostalgic. Better to have some fun. Now let's see, what kind of flirting should I do today? Maybe a little skin exposure or something a little spicier... or... my god, my perverted ability keeps getting better and better.'
"Um... why are you looking at me like that, Shokuhou-sensei?" Kamijou asked, sitting down in a chair in that empty, ordinary classroom.
All he got in response was the girl licking her lips in an extremely suggestive manner. The mysterious young woman pulled out one of the class desks and placed it next to the boy.
"Having to explain it all over again every time is so tiring" She said, sitting down at the desk next to him and crossing her legs slowly "But alright, if we are making even small progress I am happy. Now listen to me Kamijou-san, as you read in the note, I am a friend of yours from the past. We met about two years ago and..." She stopped suddenly when she realized that the boy wasn't exactly paying attention. "Kamijou-san, I am trying to give you a summary of our story together, it is a bit tragic so I don't want to repeat it any more than necessary. Could you -"
"You're the girl I saved that day, the one who kissed me on the forehead aren't you?" He asked, with his right hand on his head and making a confused face.
"Yes..." She smiled and brought her hand to her chest. The girl's heart was beating so fast that she couldn't say anything else.
'He remembered... my god he remembered... no, no, no... it's not time to die of happiness yet. He had already remembered that I was at Windsor Castle, a more recent memory than the problem with Mitsuari Ayu, so is he making progress?'
"Kamijou-san, what else do you remember?" Shokuhou continued smiling warmly. She needed to know how great this progress was.
"Well... that was you yesterday at the hospital too, dressed as a nurse. Why am I only remembering this now? Come to think of it, you are dressed as what is supposed to be a teacher today, are you an amateur cosplayer?" Kamijou made a confused face again and looked into the void still with his right hand on the head.
'That's good...no, that's great. He is retaining the most recent memories of me, even if with some effort ability. I know it's not good enough but... no Shokuhou, you need to control yourself, take a deep... deep breath...'
"You are surprisingly a good nurse by the way..." He continued, positively shaking his head.
'Keep taking deep breaths. I am a patient girl. I am a level 5 with total control over the human mind. All I have to do is hold on just a little longer and...'.
"A skill like that is definitely something I appreciate. "
'I am not affected by any of this. I am perfectly in control. My racing heart has nothing to do with these compliments. My control ability is sublime.'
"I hardly know you but you seem like a pretty mature girl. The kind of person who would take care of someone with a cold until they regained their strength, as well as a caring dorm manager."
'Okay, I've heard enough'
The girl's control ability were indeed excellent. So much so that he barely finished those words and she simply threw herself on top of him, knocking him backwards onto the floor. The smile she now displayed was so big that making it bigger would have caused physical pain.
"What's going on here? Why the hell did you throw yourself at me?!" The stupefied boy tried to push the girl away gently, but it took a little more force to get her off him.
"Hehehehe... Kamijou-san... just to make it clear it's all your fault... hehehe..." She said, with her index finger on his chest and one hand stroking the spikes on his head. "I'll take very good care of you now."
'I didn't lose control. I didn't even rip his clothes off after all, so I'm still holding back.'
"Eh? Honey girl, why out of the blue did you start unbuttoning your blazer? What kind of class are we going to have anyway?"
"Biology" She replied, revealing a huge amount of cleavage "Anatomy to be exact. I forgot the books, so I hope you don't mind if I improvise a little bit."
The girl finished unbuttoning her blazer and threw it as far as she could, which made Kamijou make a perplexed expression while still looking at the girl smiling. Shokuhou also took the opportunity to take off one of her gloves and began to caress the boy's chest, who still looked somewhat confused by the sudden situation he had been thrown into.
"You'll probably be able to remember this won't you?" She asked, looking him in the eyes expectantly.
"I still don't fully understand what situation we are in. Does my memory loss affect you differently?" His voice was calm, as amazing as it sounds.
"Usually you forget me the moment we part. It's a special kind of retrograde amnesia. This is getting in the way, can I take it off?" She asked, referring to the orange shirt he was wearing.
"Better not" He replied seriously, shaking his head "I don't know what our relationship was, but clearly there is a problem here, golden girl."
"Yes, your clothes are the problem" The girl who now looked breathless, put both hands inside the boy's shirt to feel his skin with her hands, which made him almost blush at that instant "Do you like it Kamijou-san? Of course you do. If you remember me now then I don't need to hold back. Let me take care of you. It was you who said we should make more memories, enough to make up for all the ones you've lost. Let's start with a little kiss, shall we? We can work from there."
"But there is no guarantee at all that I will actually remember it" Gently, he held her arms and made her stop what she was doing. "My first kiss tasted so horrible that I wish I could forget it forever, but I think I would feel horrible too if you kissed me now and I forgot it"
Shokuhou stopped suddenly. Shaking her head and taking a deep breath, she removed her hands from inside his shirt while wiping that perfect smile from her face. Those words were enough to make her stop and think for a moment, but not to make her walk away.
'He's right. I'd better back off a bit for now. Damn, I just wish he could remember me already... I've suffered for almost two years but we have progress at last. I need to stay focused... but if he starts talking nice about me again we're going straight to a hotel.'
With an almost Herculean effort, the girl got off him and took even deeper breaths again to try to calm herself down. She watched as Kamijou stood up and dusted off his uniform and sat back in his chair as if nothing had happened.
"Alright, now let's get back to the original plan" The girl straightened her hair and gave him a wink "But let me know if you want to do something more fun"
"I will keep you informed, Shokuhou-sensei" He said, with a simple smile on his face.
"Great, now let's see" She pushed the desk in front of the boy and brazenly sat on his lap, which made him react with a little jump "A Queen deserves the best seat in the room. Now we're ready"
"This Kamijou-san is a little confused. What was our relationship anyway? You are so casual about something like this that you are making it looks like we were dating."
"I wish" She said and then let out a sigh "Now leaving that aside, I will explain some of the concept of personal reality to you. This will be important if we are to understand what is happening to your body" She pointed to his right arm "Personal realities are based on quantum physics..."
"A personal reality is the ability to distort quantum physics, such as ignoring Heisenberg's uncertainty principle," he interrupted, speaking in a monotone voice "If in Schrödinger's cat experiment we have a 50 percent chance of the cat being dead or alive, using this principle we could hypothetically say that in the universe there is a small chance that someone can throw a fireball with their hands. But using methods such as drugs, hypnosis or other techniques, we can force the reality that someone can throw a fireball to be the true one, at least for this person. It is like having a small world of your own to control, but having the possibility to use it to affect the larger world around you."
Shokuhou tilted her head in a rather cute way to hear the boy speak in such a tedious way. It was like listening to someone reciting a poem without worrying about conveying feelings using intonation techniques.
"That… was a very succinct way to explain it." Her voice came out a little whispery as she settled herself on his lap.
"You have no idea how many times Komoe-sensei has repeated this to me over the past few months. I am sure I will repeat the year, but at least she can be proud that she managed to imprint it on my brain."
"Hmm... there are a few details missing but you sound really confident. So maybe the problem is not in the theory" She put her hand on her chin and thought for a moment "I think I made a mistake here. Kamijou-san, have you heard about the thought experiment 'Mary's room'?"
"I'm afraid not"
"Fair enough. Being quick, imagine that a scientist named Mary has all the knowledge about one or more specific colors, like blue or yellow for example. She knows everything about it. Objects that have that color, wavelengths, pigments that can form that color, literally all the information. But she has never actually seen these colors, since her room is entirely black and white, including all objects and furniture, and all the ways she has gotten this information, such as her computer monitor, only displays this information in this monochromatic way. If one day Mary is released from that room and sees those colors for the first time, has she learned new information or not?" She waited only a second to see the boy move his lips to answer, so she put her index finger on his lip to stop him from speaking "Don't answer. The point of this is to make you think, so answering so quickly defeats the purpose ability"
'I think I understand the problem here, however I am sure something is still missing. The best thing to do would be to take him to professionals.'
"Kamijou-san, I am thinking of taking you to a school willing to perform a new System Scan. I'm pretty sure that your level can be evaluated better in a school with more resources. What do you say?" Shokuhou was quite serious about it, which made the boy narrow his eyes.
"If it will help, I see no problem" He scratched his head nonchalantly and then looked at the girl who had smiled again "Shokuhou, you really seem committed to helping me with this. Do you want me to be able to remember you that badly?"
"There is nothing in this world that I want more" She continued smiling as she said that. Her tone came out so soft that the boy could only smile as well "When that happens, we'll have a talk..."
"A very, very sweet, kind, and important talk"
Shokuhou's eyes widened when he said this. This girl, who not long ago had no hope at all of a miracle, now had her heart racing in anticipation. This was like a flame that was consuming her body and getting more and more intense.
'I feel like it's close.' She brought her hand to her chest to try to control her heart that was getting more and more out of control 'My happiness has never been closer.'
Lost in thought, the girl didn't notice when the boy began to slide his hand through her golden hair, but she reacted instinctively by leaning toward him. Smiling dumbly, she looked up at him and put an index finger to her lip.
"Hmm... look who is suddenly showing me his caressing ability" She teased, making him put a smile on the corner of his lip.
"I felt that I should. Do you want me to stop?"
"Only if you feel you should" Shokuhou replied, then resting her head on his shoulder to make the point clear.
'This is like a dream. I know my miracle hasn't happened yet but I kind of feel happy already. My heart can't calm down... I want to show it to him.'
"I like this smell of honey. I'm sure I've smelled it several times" He said, still running his hand through her hair.
"You'll smell it a lot more from now on. I'll make sure you smell it before you go to sleep and after you wake up."
"Those are rather dangerous words, honey girl"
"That's my second favorite nickname, second only to golden girl, since that was the first one you put on me that summer"
"Really? And here I thought sticky girl was better." He joked, now stroking the top of her head.
That caress made Shokuhou snuggle even more into his shoulder. Spending time alone with the boy she loved filled her with happiness. She couldn't stop smiling.
"Hey Kamijou-san, your caressing ability leave nothing to be desired. Can we stay like this for a few more hours?" She asked, closing her eyes and breathing quietly.
"That...is a bit much. Didn't you say you would take me somewhere?"
"The only place I want to take you right now is an expensive hotel room, but I've gotten used to not always getting what I want."
Kamijou hugged her gently when he heard that. He stopped for a moment from stroking her head to hold her cheek, which made her remove the head from his shoulder and look at him with a smile.
"Don't worry, I'm fine" She said, realizing what the boy's intention was in hugging her like that "I've waited so long that my patience is at its limit, but I feel that soon I'll have exactly what I've wanted all this time"
And with those words, she snuggled into his shoulder again, like a bird seeking warmth in its nest. With her eyes closed, the girl smiled once more, taking advantage of the fact that the boy had again run his hand through her hair.
'Just a little longer. I am sure you will be able to remember me and then we will be happy together... my prince.'
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Hey there, good readers. This chapter was a little shorter than the others but I hope you enjoyed it. Those who read GT2 remember that apparently Shokuhou had more "cosplays" than just the nurse and Santa miniskirt, so once again our golden girl 'disguises' herself, this time as a teacher. Maybe she will wear another type of clothing in the future, you can give me suggestions if you like.
Thank you very much for all the reviews. For now, I don't have anything else to say. Nio leaving.