I was running in the park in my neighborhood for my daily run.
It was mid-July, and the temperature was unbearably high, but running alone in a quiet, empty park gave me a refreshing feeling.
I was running comfortably like that...
Suddenly, I see a person's shadow.
It was unusual at this time of night, and as I looked at the figure, I noticed that it was unsteadily wobbling.
As I approached without stopping, I judged from her back and clothing that she was a young woman.
......She's probably drunk.
Today is the so-called "Flower Friday"
Since tomorrow was a Saturday off, I guess she had been drinking too much without restraint.
Still, I wondered if it would be safe for a drunk young woman to be alone at this time of night?
Maybe I should talk to her... that’s what I thought, but if a man with such a scary face suddenly approached her, she would probably be surprised.
I'm worried about her, but I think I'll keep an eye on her for a while, and if she's clearly in danger, I'll call out to her then.
With that in mind, I was running...
The woman, who was walking unsteadily in front of me, took a grand fall and collapsed.
Whoa, is she okay? She fell spectacularly, and I hope she didn't get hurt.
So I stopped running and walked up to the woman who was lying on the ground.
I was watching the situation nearby for a while, but... she didn't move at all.
......Maybe she got hit in the wrong spot?
Thinking so, I knelt down and called out to the woman.
"Are you okay?"
No response.
Finally, I got worried and made her lie down on her back.
Watching her shallow, repeated breathing, I breathed a sigh of relief that she was alive for now, and then looked into the woman's face.
And I was shocked.
...... I've seen this person before.
"Ma-Makiri-sensei...!?"
I unconsciously muttered her name.
I can't quite believe that the dignified, elegant, and beautiful woman I've always seen is the same person as the drunken woman in front of me, even though I've seen it firsthand.
"N-Nn..."
And then the drunken, somewhat sexy moaning voice of Makiri-sensei reaches my shaken ears.
Apparently, Makiri-sensei noticed my voice.
Makiri-sensei opened her eyelids and looked at me with a puzzled look, and then asked.
"...Ara, Tomoki-kun? How did you end up in a ple~ce laike theis?"
Makiri-sensei is speaking inarticulately.
I could tell from her breath that she had been drinking a lot.
And now that she called my name, the theory that I had in a corner of my mind that she was just another person disappeared.
"It's my daily run. Makiri-sensei also... um, what's the matter?"
Why are you so drunk?
...... I couldn't ask her that straightforwardly, so I asked her with a wry smile.
"... Wha~t? Even Tomoki-kun se~id something like that?"
"Ha?"
There was a sullen and somewhat sad expression on Makiri-sensei's face.
"Excuse me, what are you talking about?"
When I ask the question that Makiri-sensei muttered, Makiri-sensei mutters in a firm tone of voice, with her shoulders shaking.
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"...What wro...?"
Normally, Makiri-sensei is a well dressed woman, but I guess it was because she fell down so badly earlier.
Her blouse was unbuttoned and white skin was peeking out from her chest.
As I desperately tried to avert my gaze from it, I heard Makiri-sensei's mumbling voice reaching my ears in a broken voice.