Crossover anime, a daily life that begins with hunting supernatural beings.

It was a level of filth and chaos that was utterly hopeless.

"Mafuyu-nee, instead of tutoring, I think the most urgent thing right now is to help you clean your room."

"In such an environment, you really can get sick."

Sakurai's eye twitched, and after hesitating for a moment, he still said those words.

"Woo~"

Unable to hold back a sob, Kirisu Mafuyu instinctively widened her eyes, unable to believe that such hurtful words could come from the mouth of her own student.

"Mafuyu-nee? Are you alright? I guess living in such a terrible environment for a long time can really cause mental problems?"

"Should we go see a doctor? I think Dr. Shinra Kishitani is quite good."

The doctor Sakurai mentioned was an underground doctor in Ikebukuro whom Kirisu Mafuyu had taken him to see. Apart from his rather strange personality, his medical skills were indeed quite superb.

Incidentally, if Kirisu Mafuyu hadn't been so firm, he might already be staying there for "treatment."

In the end, Sakurai had a pretty good impression of that guy.

Sakurai tentatively poked Kirisu Mafuyu's hand, trying his best to express his concern.

Then he stabbed Kirisu Mafuyu in the chest.

"Goo~"

The fatal blow—Kirisu Mafuyu, who showed absolutely no concern and whose only apparent indifference was in the eyes of her own student, was completely shattered.

If she hadn't known that Sakurai wasn't that kind of person, she would have thought that Sakurai was intentionally mocking her.

One cut after another...

The blow completely shattered her already negligible authority as a teacher.

31. Mafuyu is a female figure skater.

"real..."

"Let's clean up, starting now, immediately."

Before Sakurai could speak again and stab himself, Kirisu Mafuyu interrupted him, not even letting him call her name, and pushed Sakurai in without saying a word.

A burning flame called the soul of a teacher ignited in Kirisu Mafuyu's eyes.

Whether I can salvage my image in the eyes of the students depends on now.

Absolutely, absolutely, we cannot give up so easily.

She is definitely not the kind of older single woman who cannot take care of herself.

absolute! ! !

In short, under the guidance (and causing trouble) of the enraged Kirisu Mafuyu, Sakurai spent half an hour cleaning up Kirisu Mafuyu's room spotlessly.

Useless waste paper, kitchen scraps, clean and dirty clothes—all went where they belonged.

Only... remains to be found when everything is spotless and perfectly tidy.

"So, this is all that's left."

Sakurai walked over to the takeout box next to the bed, drawn to its contents.

If nothing unexpected happens, there's still some ramen soup left in the box from last night's ramen.

To be honest, given Mafuyu's domestic skills, it's not surprising that she knows nothing about cooking.

Of the trash in the room, takeout boxes made up 60%.

Before Kirisu Mafuyu could speak, Sakurai picked up the takeout box and was about to pour the remaining soup into the bathroom.

After pouring out the soup and throwing the takeout box into the trash bag, Sakurai noticed the soup stains on the white cloth under the takeout box. His eyes twitched involuntarily, and he covered his face.

Is this dirty too?

With a helpless sigh, Sakurai picked up the white cloth that had been soiled by ramen and prepared to wash it with water.

Then he saw...

An excessive number of trophies, and...

Unlike the now-famous "ice queen" Mafuyu Kirisu, the woman beside the trophy radiated a smile of pure happiness...

Kirisu Mafuyu during her student days.

Is this Mafuyu's past?

It's dazzling.

After glancing at the trophy and photos, Sakurai expressionlessly tossed the white dust cloth into the washing machine, washing it along with a large pile of dirty clothes that were already spinning.

"The basic cleaning has been done. I'll take the trash away when I leave. I have something to do later, so let's have some time while we still have time. Mafuyu-nee, let's have some tutoring first."

As she spoke, she took out the course materials she would need for the day from her shoulder bag.

"Don't you have anything to ask?"

Kirisu Mafuyu, who was prepared to say something, was surprised when Sakurai casually glossed over the topic.

While feeling relieved, I couldn't help but feel a little confused.

"There's nothing to ask. Since you, Mafuyu-nee, have chosen to cover up your past, it means you don't want to bring it up."

"I respect Mafuyu's thoughts, and I don't have a hobby of digging into other people's wounds to satisfy my own curiosity."

"It's better to avoid trouble than to get involved; that's my attitude towards life."

"Just like Mafuyu-nee never forced me to recall the past, I respect Mafuyu-nee's wishes."

Sakurai has never been the type to pry into things; for him, many unimportant things are simply too much to even glance at.

"Instead of this, can we start tutoring?"

"I have something to do later."

He reiterated that he had an appointment later, but he still didn't show much emotion. Sakurai flipped through the textbook to review the material from yesterday's make-up class.

"do you know?"

How long is a professional career for figure skaters, especially female figure skaters?

Looking at the trophy in the display case with a touch of nostalgia, Kirisu Mafuyu didn't start tutoring as Sakurai had suggested, but instead started saying this out of the blue.

"I don't know, Mafuyu-nee, you know I only have a month's worth of memories."

After stating his answer directly, Sakurai didn't say anything more. Since Kirisu Mafuyu wanted to talk, he listened patiently.

Anyway, he only cooperated with the tutoring because Kirisu Mafuyu missed him.

Kirisu Mafuyu can do whatever he wants; this was something Sakurai had already decided long ago.

"Generally speaking, it is between the age of fifteen and the age of twenty-five."

"In addition to these factors, it is also affected by physical condition, economic reasons and many other aspects."

"A moment is far too brief compared to other sports."

"This is the sport called women's figure skating."

Unconsciously, she clenched her fists, and Kirisu Mafuyu's expression was somewhat unpleasant.

But she still chose to reopen her wounds.

She wants to...

This student teaches himself, using himself as the lesson plan.

This student's lifespan is currently only one month long.

"There was once a girl who, on a whim, wasted a limited amount of precious time on something meaningless."

In the end, she was filled with regret.

"She's a very silly girl, isn't she?"

"So, Sakurai-san, I don't want you to have that experience."

"Therefore, I hope you can calm down and choose your own future."

Looking at the trophy in the display case, and the happy smile of her past self, Kirisu Mafuyu's eyes were filled with reminiscence and pain.

She hated that willful and capricious [Kirisu Mafuyu] who had wasted her talent.

"In that girl's eyes, this was self-discipline."

"Constantly remind yourself not to forget why things turned out that way."

"A symbol of regret."

"Therefore, the conclusion is that educators should not consider students' feelings, but should more firmly guide them in the direction of developing their talents."

“Sakurai, you are a genius. You have caught up with more than ten years of life in just one month.”

“I don’t want you to waste this talent.”

Even if it means tearing open the wound and exposing the bloodied interior, that's what Kirisu Mafuyu wanted to tell Sakurai.

Looking at the somewhat sad Kirisu Mafuyu, Sakurai tilted his head.

He didn't quite understand why Kirisu Mafuyu was saying those things.

but...

"Mafuyu-nee, I don't understand what you're saying."

"What is it to not waste one's talents, and what is it to not let one's future self regret?"

"I don't understand anything at all."

"It's fine for Mafuyu-nee to consider this. Anyway, you already said it, Mafuyu-nee."

"Educators should not consider students' feelings, but should more resolutely guide them in the direction of developing their talents, right? I'll remember that sentence."