!Highschool Omake!
I don't like this.
"Tomioka, my man!" Rengoku slapped his fellow teacher's back, noticing he was lost in his own thoughts which was a pretty strange occurrence for the said man, "How are you, nowadays? We don't even see you in during the lunch anymore! Where have you been?"
Giyuu looked back at the hand on his shoulder, before looking up at the man the hand belonged to— he was never really comfortable with physical touch, but Rengoku didn't seemed to have any ill-intent, so he didn't commented on it.
"I have lunch in the counsellor's office now." He answered honestly, making Rengoku shocked.
"Counsellor's office?" He blurted out in surprise, "Are you okay, Tomioka? Do you want to talk about it?"
Giyuu looked strangely at him for a few seconds before realizing how his words may have sounded to the blond man in front of him.
"Yes, I'm fine." He immediately reassured, "Miyasha keeps on insisting me to have lunch with her, that is why I eat in the counsellor's office."
Rengoku blinked a few times— Giyuu being on a first name basis with the counsellor came off as a rather big surprise to him.
"Sarota-san asks for you there?" He asked out loud.
Giyuu nodded, almost absent-mindedly replying, "She wanted to make sure I eat well. She thinks my irritation with the students comes from me not leading a healthy lifestyle." He half-heartedly complained, almost whining as he packed his bag.
Though, Rengoku's sudden fit of laughter made his attention snap back to the History teacher.
Rengoku, meanwhile, was too busy laughing as he imagined the five feet something woman dragging Giyuu off to her office and watching over him as he ate. The imagery was too funny for him and he honestly couldn't stop laughing.
"I-I'm sorry for l-laughing like that." Rengoku apologized once he calmed down, though the smile on his face was even wider than before.
Giyuu paid him no mind, instead focusing back on packing his stuff into his bag. The school was already over and he wanted to reach home before the Sun went down the horizon.
"Say, Tomioka—" Rengoku started as he noticed the raven haired man starting to leave, "Would you like to have lunch with us tomorrow?" He kindly offered, smiling brightly as the rays of the setting Sun bounced off the red tips of his hair.
"...No." Giyuu declined bluntly, making him blink in surprise, "Miyasha won't let me." He reasoned before leaving the teacher's room.
Rengoku frowned at his answer— he thought Giyuu would finally agree to have lunch with them seeing how he finally started opening up to people.
'Is he uncomfortable with us?' Rengoku wondered, thinking about Giyuu's relationship with their fellow teachers. Uzui seemed pretty chill with the stoic teacher, and even Shinazugawa didn't seemed to mind him— then where was be the issue?
'Or maybe Sarota-san really wouldn't let him have lunch with us.' He mused as he himself exited the school, 'Maybe she is really worried about his eating habits...'
"Oi, Kyojuro! Can you walk a bit faster?" Uzui called out, waiting at the gate of the school for the History teacher, "The Sun will be down in an hour! Makio will kill me if I come home late today."
Rengoku laughed at his colleague's dilemma, almost wishing to be married himself too, "She won't! Don't worry!"
"Man, you're lucky you're not married yet." The art teacher blew off as they started walking towards the train station.
"Is it so?" Rengoku asked teasingly, his mind still stuck on his previous conversation with the gym teacher.
"Yeah." Uzui replied before noticing the look on his fellow teacher's face, "What's on your mind, Kyojuro?"
"Ah, nothing."
"Nothing's something too, pal. Open up— is it a girl problem?"
"No, no, no!" Rengoku instantly denied, "I was just wondering about Tomioka, that's all."
"Tomioka? Did he beat someone up again? I thought Miyasha was keeping him in line."
"No, he didn't—" Rengoku's head snapped towards his friend in surprise, "Wait, you call Sarota-san by her first name too?"
"Yeah?" Uzui looked at the shorter man beside him, "Of course I do, she asked me herself to not call her by her last name— apparently it feels strange to her 'cause in most of the countries outside Japan, it's more common to use someone's first name instead."
"Oh..."
"She didn't say that to you?"
"I didn't get the chance to talk to her much." He answered honestly, noticing the train station slowly coming into their view, "She is almost always in the counsellor's office or the nurse's office near that, so, I never see her around either..."
Uzui stared discreetly at the History teacher walking beside him, wondering if he's actually interested in—
"Anyway!" Rengoku started again, "I actually invited Tomioka in for lunch tomorrow but he declined—"
"—Again?" Uzui interrupted, "He declined several times before; what's the use asking him again, anyway? It's not like he's interested in building any kind of friendship here."
"That's ridiculous!" Rengoku exclaimed, "I still think Tomioka just feels uncomfortable!"
"Uncomfortable with everyone in the academy?" He taunted, entering the train station with Rengoku.
"Of course not!" Rengoku answered genuinely, taking the taunt at its face value, "He seems to be comfortable with Sarota-san!"
"What?" Uzui almost stopped walking at the news, looking strangely at his friend.
"Yes! He is recently having his lunch in the counsellor's office with Sarota-san! He said she watches over his eating habits."
Uzui stared at his blond friend, noticing how completely serious he is.
"I... Tomioka? With the counsellor?" He asked again, "Miyasha sure is one hell of a woman to get that man to even listen to her, let alone eat with her daily— oh wait, or maybe..."
"Hm?" Rengoku turned to his silver-haired friend, "Or maybe what?"
Uzui shook his head, dismissing that line of thought.
"Nah, it's nothing." He replied nonchalantly, "It sure was her persuasion..."
'At least it seems more practical than the other probability.'
Suddenly an idea sparked up in the silver-haired man's head, making a mischievous smile curve on his lips.
"Hey, Kyojuro?"
"Hm?"
"Would you like to pay a visit to Miyasha tomorrow?"
"Oh, hello Tomioka-senpai!" Miyasha greeted the stoic gym teacher as she entered her office, "What have you brought today? Hopefully not Salmon and radish again— eating the same dish for almost every meal is very unhealthy!" She lightly scolded as she sat down on her seat and immediately retrieving her own lunch box from her bag.
Giyuu, as usual, didn't reply to her— instead, opening his bento to show that he brought fried rice instead.
"Ooh, that looks delicious!" She complimented as she opened her own box, "Who made it?! Your sister again?"
"Yes." He simply replied, noticing the contents of her box, "What is that?"
"Double cheese sandwiches!" Miyasha proudly declared, "I found this recipe online a few days ago and it was simply amazing! Here, try this!" She handed him a half of her sandwich, making him owlishly blink at it, "Come on, take it! I have brought four with me— and that's about eight pairs of this cheesy goodness! So, don't worry!"
Giyuu hesitantly accepted the cheesy treat, slowly taking a bite as Miyasha stared at him hopefully. He froze when he tasted it— and goddamnit, it was so good.
He nodded at her hopeful face, taking another bite off of the mouth-melting cheesy toast, enjoying it to the fullest.
"I told you it was delicious!" She exclaimed happily, finally taking a bite herself, "This is too good~" she happily sighed, before grinning at the staring gym teacher.
Giyuu smiled slightly at the childish counsellor, taking another bite of the cheesy goodness— enjoying their peaceful time together as she started talking about the recipe and her favourite cooking channel on YouTube.
Over the past few weeks, Giyuu and Miyasha had developed a small routine— during the morning, She helped him with handling the children (gently prodding them into their class as he glared at them from the back) and during the lunch, he ate with her in her office, sharing their food as she talked about everything and anything she could.
"Oh! I have asked Kamado-chan to stop eating in class too." Miyasha suddenly relayed, "She has agreed to it, but it may take some time. So, have patience with her, okay?"
Giyuu nodded in understanding, "And her brother...?"
"Ah, Kamado-kun still refuses to remove his earrings." She sadly replied, "Since it is his ancestral earrings that his father gave him before his death, he really doesn't wants to remove them at all. Though, I'll still try to ask him again to at least remove it during the school time."
Giyuu nodded again, chewing the fried rice in his mouth. After a few days with this routine, he got to know more about the students than he ever did— let it be Tanjiro's history, Zenitsu's family tree or even Inosuke's background.
And he won't lie— these did help him a lot to understand and control the children.
'Should I ask her to taste this...?' He absent-mindedly thought as he looked at his bento, 'She did offer hers, so...'
Before he could do that, someone suddenly knocked on the door of the office, making the couple jump in surprise.
"Who can it be...?" Miyasha mumbled to herself, before leaning back into her chair, "Please come in!" She answered, watching as the door opened to show her follow teachers.
"Hello, Sarota-san!" Rengoku greeted as Uzui popped up, "I hope we are not interrupting anything!" The art teacher said slyly, watching as the implication flew off the female counsellor's head.
"Of course not!" Miyasha amiably replied, "Please come in! And Rengoku-san, please call me Miyasha! I'm really not used to people addressing me by my last name."
"Ah, will do, Miyasha-san." Rengoku smiled kindly, "Please call me by my first name too!"
Miyasha chuckled at his enthusiasm, "Hai, Kyojuro-san!" She looked over at both the teachers hands, noticing them carrying their bentos, "How may I help you, gentlemen?"
"Actually," Uzui started, discreetly staring at Giyuu to watch his reaction, "We were here to ask if you wanna have lunch with us, if you're not busy that is."
"Why not." Miyasha instantly replied, "If Tomioka-san doesn't minds." She turned to the gym teacher, asking for his consent.
Giyuu looked at them indifferently, hesitantly nodding his approval as he noticed her hopeful gaze on him.
'Dammit.' He cursed in his mind as he watched her offer her seat to Uzui as she sat on the table. It wasn't like he particularly minded— it was just that...
"Mm, these are really good!" Rengoku moaned openly, making Miyasha blush at all the praises she was receiving.
"I'm glad you liked it! It is American cafe-styled double cheese sandwich! I recently looked up its recipe online and made it today morning."
"Wait, so this is your first try?" Uzui asked as he took a bite, "It's damn delicious for a first time! Very flamboyant!"
Miyasha chuckled at his unique praise, her blush deepening as she scratched her neck sheepishly.
'...I don't like this.' Giyuu concluded, staring at his male co-workers, 'I don't know why, but I don't like this. At all.'
Well, I know many of you don't like these highschool AUs much but, well, I do. So, I uploaded.
These short chapters give me some creative space and let me write our familiar characters in very unique scenes! This lets me practice writing them in a modern setting, which would help me in writing the other modern fanfic I'm planning to do UwU
Anyway, normal chapters are coming up just ahead!
