The Gemini Princess wants me to confess my feelings!

There's a cruel twist of fate in this world; the more Shiori Kisaragi doesn't want to see him, the more likely he is to appear before her.

When she saw Kirihara Akira's handsome face in the class she was teaching today, she almost couldn't control her expression.

She felt that her life was over at that moment.

Of course, things weren't actually that serious. Kirihara Akira didn't "recognize" her, and she was happy to pretend she didn't know Kirihara Akira, and that's how she attended the entire music class.

During class, a lecherous high school student said, "How about it? Isn't it big? I wasn't lying to you, was I?"

The music lesson was held in a special classroom, and Mori Kiyoha was sitting diagonally in front of the two of them. When those words reached her ears, her silver-gray hair swayed, and her sharp eyebrows pierced their hearts, as if she were cursing, "Two brainless scumbags."

Li Changqing shivered at that moment, but accidentally burst out laughing.

After class, many people surrounded her and asked her questions. Fortunately, no one asked her to sing. Unfortunately, many of the questions were about her personal privacy.

Just when the head of the teaching department finally came to help shoo away the group of little troublemakers, another one, Kirihara Akira, was standing outside the door.

Kisaragi Shiori sighed deeply, truly feeling utterly helpless.

......

......

On the rooftop, Shiori Kisaragi enjoyed the rare refreshing breeze, but felt somewhat melancholy.

She said, "Aren't you going to ask why?"

"What do you mean?" Kirihara Akira shrugged.

"Now that I'm at the school, you can surely tell that what I called 'friends' yesterday were all lies."

"Everyone has secrets, Kisaragi-sensei." Kirihara Akatsuki smiled and said, "Do you want me to tell you, 'Teacher, if you don't want your secrets to be known by others, then behave yourself and do this and that'?"

Kisaragi Shiori was a little dumbfounded. She blinked her beautiful eyes and then scolded, "You perverted brat."

The two looked at each other and then burst out laughing.

When Kirihara Akira returned home, she was still plotting how to make use of this unprofessional vocal teacher, and today she ran into her at school.

No matter how smart he was, he could never have imagined that the highly qualified music teacher Li Changqing mentioned, who came from a prestigious school, was none other than Kisaragi Shiori.

He asked, "I'll keep it a secret, but is it okay to continue like this? Today's theory lesson was much more engaging than yesterday's, but sooner or later the others will ask you to sing."

Shiori Kisaragi's face twitched: "You're right. The studio can still get by by persuading students to quit. They say they want to hire teachers, but actually, the person they most want to be taught is me. But without funding, they can't hire anyone."

"Even if we hire someone, they won't be able to teach me to sing in a short time."

"Ah, life is hopeless."

"Why don't you just jump and say goodbye to troubles forever?"

As Shiori Kisaragi spoke, she became increasingly dejected, her beautiful aura crumbling more and more, leaving everyone feeling increasingly disappointed.

"Ugh—damn, I really want a drink."

Kirihara Akira's lips twitched.

He drank the beverage he bought from the vending machine, lost in thought.

Seeing that he didn't answer, Kisaragi Shiori didn't want to make a fool of herself. She turned around and said seriously to Kirihara Akira, "Kirihara-kun, please keep my affairs strictly confidential and don't mention them to anyone, because it's a very important matter."

"What are you talking about, that you're a tone-deaf freeloader?" Kirihara Akira mocked.

Kisaragi Shiori smiled slightly, understanding what he meant.

"Then I'll be going now," she said. "Thank you for your understanding, Kirihara-kun."

She turned and walked toward the rooftop door, when Kirihara Akira suddenly called out to her, "Actually, you don't necessarily have to force yourself to learn to sing in a short time. I have another method."

"Huh?" Shiori Kisaragi turned her head, looking somewhat surprised.

"How often does the school require you to attend class?" Kirihara Akira asked.

"It can take anywhere from a week to half a month. Actually, the school doesn't require me to have any work hours or attendance records. It's just that I need to come to the school regularly," Shiori Kisaragi replied.

Does the school provide you with a fixed teaching schedule?

"No, not here either."

"Then things are simple. I can't turn you into a phenomenal singer in a short time, but I can make you a qualified teacher," Kirihara Akira said. "I can teach you vocal music and help you organize your school curriculum. You can start by teaching breath control and vocalization."

This way you can spend more time at school, like the school doctor or counselor, who can teach a large class once a week, and spend the rest of the time somewhere on campus waiting for students to come to them for advice.

As Kisaragi Shiori listened, she instinctively seized upon a loophole: "Then, what if a student with formal training comes to me for advice?"

Kirihara Akatsuki laughed and repeated the words she had used to brush herself off yesterday: "Students who give up halfway are not welcome here."

"If anyone asks, just say that you came to the school to cultivate outstanding talents. For those students who already have a foundation, or even can be called outstanding, you can occasionally answer their questions, but that is not your main focus."

"After that, you can compile a list of the tricky questions from those outstanding students and tell them that these questions will be answered the next day, of course, by me."

"Of course, this model will definitely attract some suspicion, and there may be some problems in its implementation, but nothing in this world is perfect, so it's up to you to worry about it."

"As for the most crucial thing, what do you do when they ask you to sing? Just tell them that you are in the process of creating a new song, and that you will be performing the new song on the school stage in about one to two months. I will write a song that is less difficult for you."

"While writing a new song can't explain why you haven't been singing lately, at least when you actually produce something, even if your singing is just average, people won't doubt that you don't actually know how to sing."

Shiori Kisaragi was stunned. She opened her mouth, but didn't know what to say.

After a long pause, she glanced sideways at Kirihara Akira: "The biggest problem is, you, are you going to teach me?"

She clearly remembered that yesterday, this guy's singing wasn't exactly terrible, just a little better than Fat Tiger's. He was a beginner at about the same level as her. How dare he boast now that he would teach her to sing and even write songs for her?

Kirihara Akira chuckled and said, "Want to listen?"

Shiori Kisaragi crossed her arms, making her already eye-catching breasts even more prominent, and said, "Listen to this."

......

"Master! Master, why did you lie to me yesterday and say you couldn't sing?" Kisaragi Shiori was shocked, both happy and sad.

She was happy because she felt she could be saved, but sad because she discovered that she was the only one who was useless.

Just kidding.

The saddest thing is that Shiori Kisaragi felt that her authority as a teacher had also vanished.

Then she realized how ridiculous her thoughts were.

Shiori Kisaragi was never a teacher.

He was a policeman.

She dropped her playful demeanor and asked seriously, "So, in return, what do you need me to do for you?"

She doesn't believe in unsolicited help.

Kirihara Akira said, "I want to have a place to stay outside of school."

Kisaragi Shiori instinctively felt an alarm bell ring in her mind, sensing something unusual.

Who exactly is this boy? His meticulousness is not what one would expect at his age... No, even among adults, few in the elite Metropolitan Police Department she has ever met could explain things so thoroughly and flawlessly.

Moreover, his appearance was too coincidental. At the very beginning of my surveillance mission, could there be such a simple coincidence?

"Who exactly are you?" Shiori Kisaragi asked.

Kirihara Akatsuki didn't answer, but instead asked, "Do you know the name of the song I'm going to write for you?"

"Huh?" Kisaragi Shiori didn't follow his leap of thought.

Kirihara Akatsuki said: ""だからPUは音楽を词めた(That's why I gave up music)"

He then left without offering any further explanation.

Kisaragi Shiori realized what was happening and smiled knowingly.

A friend of mine gave up music, an excuse that Shiori Kisaragi used just yesterday.

That was the guy's answer.

He already expressed his meaning: "Everyone has secrets."