Eguchi-sensei's House
“Come in, Onoda-kun. Also, give me that. Since we’re here, I’ll put them in proper plates.”
Upon opening the door to her house, Eguchi-sensei’s movements were still a little unusual. She grabbed the lunchbox that I volunteered to carry from the back of her car and ran to her kitchen by herself after leaving me a pair of house slippers at the entrance.
Looking at her retreating back shrinking from the distance before disappearing at a corner brought a smile to my face. I couldn’t help but see her more and more precious the more time we spent together.
I mean, who would’ve thought that she would turn out this sweet and lovable? In front of her class, she’s like a Military Officer who wouldn’t stand any undisciplined behavior.
Although there’s still that story about why she hated rainclouds still a mystery to me, I, more or less, was already used to her contrasting behavior when she’s in front of other people and when she’s alone with me.