A redhead stands before a door, her hands shaking. "Are you going to be okay?" Fuutarou asks, stepping up behind her. "I will." Itsuki says, grabbing and turning the handle. "Hello class. You may call me Itsuki sensei." She says as she watches Fuutarou walk down the hall. "Mom, help me." Itsuki prays silently as her students run around the classroom.

"How'd it go?" Fuutarou asks as the two of them walk out of the school. "Hmmmmm" Itsuki broods, Fuutarou smiles knowingly. "Well, they were rowdy, but it wasn't anything I couldn't handle." She smiles as her stomach growls. "Well, good job on your first day. Most new teachers break down. Let's go out and celebrate." Fuutarou says, taking her hand and leading her to a small shop tucked away in a hidden area in the city. "A-Are you sure about this? Uesugi-kun, this place..." She mutters, staying close to him. "Onii-san! Itsuki-san! It's been too long." A familiar voice comes out of the kitchen, one of the cooks leans out and spots them. "My little secret paradise." Fuutarou says as the two of them sit down at a table.

"Uesugi-kun." Itsuki says, finishing her last plate. "N-Nevermind...let's talk about it at home." Itsuki blushes as the two of them head out. "Itsuki, are you happy?" Fuutarou asks out of the blue. "What do you mean?" They cross the road. "This is what you wanted, right? You wanted to follow in her footsteps and become a teacher. But you don't seem to be happy." He says as he looks at her. "I am. This is exactly how I thought it would be." She says, pulling out a set of keys and unlocking the door to their home. "Even after all these years, you still can't be honest with yourself. Itsuki, you can tell me, I'm here to support you." They step inside. It's quiet, empty and cold. "Well, it's this. I'm just not used to this feeling. When we were with Raiha-chan earlier, I think I realized what I really wanted for all these years." She intertwines her fingers with his.

"Itsuki sensei! Itsuki sensei! Look!" A kid runs up to her, a big smile on her face as she showed Itsuki a crudely drawn sketch. "I drew the class!" She says. "It's beautiful, what's that on top of my head?" Itsuki asks, looking closely at it. "It's that thing. It moves around a lot." The kid points to her ahoge. Embarrassed, Itsuki blushes and smiles to hide it, but her ahoge falls to the side like a withering leaf. "Ah...it moved again." Itsuki says, looking up at her head. The day goes on, the kids running wild due to her inexperience; but she's smiling. That smile only fades once the final bell rings and she sees the last of the kids off. "That certainly was something. Hey Nino, let's go out somewhere, I'm..." She turns around, only finding an empty room. "Right...they're not here."

"I miss those times you know. The six of us just sitting around the place together. We're family, and that won't change, but..." She mutters to Fuutarou as they walk to their living room. "They have their own lives to live. And now you're feeling it." Fuutarou says. "They have their own families now too..."

"I don't think I wanted to be like mom in just being a teacher. I think I..." She pouts. "You want a family of your own. After all, since we moved in here it's been feeling a little empty. I've been feeling it too." He says. "I don't want it to just be us here. Uesugi-kun. Let's..." Itsuki blushes, unable to finish her thoughts. Fuutarou plants a kiss on her lips as they lie down on the couch.