Professor Fuku and I stared at each other. She was as shocked as I was. I wanted to say something, but words wouldn't come out.
She's Aki's aunt?!
Aki stood still next to the door, glancing between the two of us confused. After the awkward silence, Professor Fuku finally spoke.
"I'm sorry, I didn't know you had a visitor. I'll leave you alone. Goodnight."
With a forced smile, she left. Aki closed the door and let out a long sigh. She walked to the kitchen to check on the soup.
"Do you know each other?" she asked.
"Y-Yes. She's one of my professors."
"Right. She's the Business Administration professor, how did I not real
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