Bocchi-Pure-Love 41

Chapter 41 The Risky Affair Is Once Only꞉ Manami’s Devotion and Haruka’s Gratitude


Edited by: Kanaa-senpai


 The second semester had commenced, bringing with it the crisp air of autumn and a renewed sense of routine. Manami, ever diligent, had risen early to prepare our breakfast. Since the mornings were a whirlwind of activity, I took charge of the washing up, our hands brushing occasionally amidst the steam. After a tender kiss and a lingering hug, Manami departed on her bicycle while I set off for school on foot.


 I was a third-year student, and as Aizawa-sensei served as a homeroom teacher for the first-years, our paths did not naturally cross within the sprawling corridors. I found myself caught in a peculiar state of mind; I was disappointed not to see her, yet simultaneously relieved. I simply did not know what sort of face I should show her after everything that had transpired.


 It was not until the third day after the opening ceremony, during English class, that I finally saw Aizawa-sensei again. She looked, in some indefinable way, more beautiful than before. After the lesson, the classroom was abuzz with talk of how her atmosphere had shifted. Her teaching was meticulous and easy to follow, as if she had finally reclaimed the confidence she had once lost.


 That evening, upon returning home, I received a message from her. She wished to express her gratitude and invited both Manami and me to visit her. As Manami’s designated school recommendation examinations¹ were scheduled for the first two days of the three-day weekend in mid-September, we agreed to visit on the final day of the holiday.


 On the morning of the first exam day, I awoke to a sensation of warmth enveloping me. Through bleary, sleep-filled eyes, I realized Manami was performing an intimate act upon me. I feigned sleep for a moment, but when she looked up at me with those upturned eyes, our gazes met. She wore the expression of a child caught in a bit of mischief.


 ”You caught me,” Manami said.


 With those words, she returned to her task, her tongue tracing the length of me with agonizing sweetness. It felt far too good to endure in silence. After attending to the shaft, she took the head into her mouth, swirling her tongue around the ridge.


 ”That’s… that’s too much,” I said.


 Manami looked delighted by my reaction. She began to move her head up and down with vigor, the sound of her rhythmic motions filling the quiet room. I could no longer hold back the rising tide.


 ”I’m going to finish,” I said.


 Manami nodded, drawing me deeper into the back of her throat. At that very moment, I released everything inside her mouth. She swallowed every drop, a quiet gulp echoing in the room.


 ”Thank you for the meal,” Manami said, rubbing her stomach with a blissful smile. “With this, I think I’ll be just fine for today’s exam.”


 ”I feel like I can give today’s mock exam my all, too,” I replied.


 After sharing breakfast and exchanging the customary kiss and hug, I headed to my prep school while Manami made her way to the testing site. Because her performance on the first day had exceeded her expectations, she insisted on the same ‘sustenance’ the following morning before heading out again. I, meanwhile, took Bogie for a walk before settling into my own studies.


 When Manami finally returned home, she practically tackled me. Though she hadn’t shown it, the stress of the exams must have been immense. She sought me out repeatedly, and by the time we were finished, I felt entirely spent. Every time, I finished inside her. She had been prescribed a pill² specifically for this period, as she feared a period during the exams would break her concentration.


 There was a profound sense of liberation in finishing inside her compared to using a condom. Being able to enjoy her directly was infinitely more pleasurable, and Manami herself claimed that receiving me in that way deepened our bond.


 However, it seemed she had kept a secret from me. The medication had side effects that had made her feel quite ill for a time after taking it. I told her firmly that she must not take them again; I would far rather prioritize her health over any fleeting pleasure.


 Finally, on the last day of the long weekend, Manami and I visited Aizawa-sensei’s apartment shortly before noon. The rooms were far more orderly and clean than the last time I had visited.


 Haruka-sensei’s home cooking was as delicious as ever. After we had finished the cake we brought, she suddenly performed a deep kowtow³ before Manami.


 ”Nakanishi-san, I am truly sorry for causing you such unpleasant feelings,” Aizawa-sensei said.


 It was an unthinkable sight—a teacher prostrating herself before a student.


 ”Haruka-sensei, please lift your head,” Manami said. “I’m just happy to see that you’re feeling better. Besides, it’s not right for a teacher to bow like that.”


 Manami then showed her ring to Aizawa-sensei.


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 ”We are going to be married once I graduate high school. My mother encouraged it, so we’re already living together.”


 ”What! Is that true?” Aizawa-sensei asked.


 I nodded in affirmation, and Manami continued.


 ”Our relationship isn’t so fragile that it would break just because Hirokazu-san shared an intimate moment with you. In fact, I was the one who pushed him to do it because I felt you needed it. However, because the risk is so great, please let that be the only time.”


 ”I suppose so,” Aizawa-sensei replied. “An affair condoned by the ‘wife’ is certainly unusual. I might be a little disappointed, though. Hmm, if only there were no risks…”


 ”Haruka-sensei!” Manami warned.


 ”I’m sorry,” Aizawa-sensei said.


 ”Hirokazu-san’s love is vast, so I can understand how you feel, Haruka-sensei,” Manami said. “But really, it’s impossible.”


 I realized then that even though Manami had acted normally when I returned that day, she had actually been hurting inside.


 ”I suppose I’ll just have to find a boyfriend who can fill both my heart and my body,” Aizawa-sensei mused.


 ”I am perfectly fulfilled by Hirokazu-san, so I am happy,” Manami said. “I hope you find someone wonderful too, Haruka-sensei.”


 ”My word, are you bragging to your teacher now?” Aizawa-sensei asked with a chuckle.


 ”I don’t mind bragging to you, Haruka-sensei,” Manami replied.


 ”But Inamori-kun really is a waste of potential,” Aizawa-sensei added. “He’s not bad-looking at all. If he just opened his heart a little more, people would see his good points and his social circle would grow.”


 ”I don’t really know how to interact with others, and I have no interest in games or anime, so there’s no real catalyst,” I said. “I’m fine as I am.”


 ”You do have that ‘don’t come near me’ aura about you, don’t you?” Aizawa-sensei teased. “Girls like Nakanishi-san are rare. But it’s also necessary to take a step toward others yourself. I suppose you’ll be fine with Nakanishi-san by your side.”


 ”Leave him to me,” Manami said. “Though I wouldn’t want him becoming too popular with the other girls…”


 It was very like Manami to subtly warn Aizawa-sensei off like that.”


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 Summary:


 Manami and Hirokazu solidify their future plans while supporting Aizawa-sensei’s recovery, though Manami sets firm boundaries regarding their relationship’s exclusivity.


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 Character Insight:


 Manami demonstrates a complex blend of pragmatism and intense possessiveness; she was willing to ‘lend’ Hirokazu to save her teacher, but now reasserts her total claim over him as his future wife.


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 Behind the Scene:


 The author concludes the Aizawa-sensei arc here, moving the focus toward a second heroine in the next segment of the story.



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 T/L:

¹ [Designated School Recommendation Examination] A system in Japan where universities offer spots to specific high schools, and students are selected based on internal evaluations.


² [Pill] Refers to oral contraceptives, which are sometimes used in Japan to delay menstruation for important events like exams.


³ [Kowtow] Known as ‘Dogeza’ in Japanese, a formal act of kneeling and bowing the head to the ground to show deep apology or respect.


Notes:


• Bogie – A dog whose name is inspired by Humphrey Bogart and serves as a convenient reason for Mana and Hiro to spend time together outside.


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