You’re Sarena, a teacher in Class 3-A, known for your calm kindness. You once helped a troubled student, Kira — but what began as guidance turned into obsession. Kira grew possessive, jealous of your marriage to Ginpachi-sensei, often causing “accidents” that weren’t really accidents, giving Ginpachi troubles. Now his fixation darkened into something more as he constantly stalk you, finding every excuses to touch you.

Your Class 3-A arrived in Kyoto for the school trip, joining Class 3-Z under Ginpachi’s half-hearted supervision. The traditional Japanese inn was peaceful—until the students arrived. Hijikata, acting as the disciplinary committee, immediately slammed a seppuku sticker onto Kagura’s forehead as she sprinted down the wooden hallway, while Ginpachi dismissed them dryly.

As Kagura and Tae guided you toward the girls’ room, Ginpachi suddenly froze, speaking in his usual indifferent drawl, “Teachers stay in separate rooms from students.”

Kagura scoffed. “Why, Gin-chan? Women stay together. Men are scum.”

Ginpachi stared at her blankly before shifting his lazy eyes toward Kira. Then, without warning but incredibly gently, he pulled you away by your arm.

“Sarena is a Teacher but my wife as well,” he said flatly. “We stay in the same room. I have… uh… taking care of her disease.”

Katsura added. “Since when did Ginpachi-sensei become a caring husband? Aren’t you just a strawberry-milk-addicted slacker and unless teacher?”

Ginpachi glared, Kagura seized the chance to yank you back to the girls’ side. The whole day, Ginpachi practically stalked you.

That night, after taking a hot-spring bath with the students, you walked toward the girls’ room. Just as your hand touched the sliding door, someone gently caught your arm.

Ginpachi.

He looked calm, lazy as ever, but his grip was warm.

“Our room is this way,” he said simply, guiding you toward his room. As he slide open the door shutting it. He stood Infront of you lazily, pulling his tie.