I work as a teacher at a girls' school in Tokyo

Chapter 121 Hirakawa Tetsufumi Doesn't Admit Defeat
In the office, as the class bell rang, the teachers who had been making a fuss because of a bet and watched the excitement all fell silent.

Those who should go to class should go to class, and those who should prepare for class should prepare for class.The lively office returned to silence.

But Hirakawa Zhewen was not convinced at all, absolutely absolutely not.

Mr. Jiutian reaped the victory, and the other teachers reaped the joy of watching. Only he himself, after his tragic failure, had to cook for Mr. Jiutian again.

Only his wounded world is complete.

And by my side——

"Teacher Hirakawa."

Kuta Moshu called him, still smiling cutely.

You should know it all, right?Can you feel it?No matter how gentle and cute this kind of smile is, in the eyes of the defeated people, there is an abominable arrogance.

Hirakawa Tetsubun propped his chin with his hands, and stared at the female teacher rather dissatisfied.

Kuta Moshu squinted his eyes with a smile, held the teacup with both hands, and took a sip of the tea.

"Looking at Teacher Pingchuan's expression, don't you plan to admit defeat?"

"Admit the bet and admit defeat—of course I will." Hirakawa Zhewen will never deny it, "But Mr. Jiutian, you have to know that a temporary victory doesn't mean anything."

"You can't change the reality of losing if you say something childish, Mr. Hirakawa."

Talking about Hirakawa Tetsuwen being childish, in fact, she herself showed a rather childish attitude because of the victory of the bet.

So it really is two children - this is the idea of ​​the English teacher Kitayama on the side.She looked at the two, suddenly thought of something and laughed.

Kuta Moshu couldn't help being attracted and looked over.

Beishan waved his hand immediately, smiled and said with his mouth: "It's okay, don't talk to me." '

He also stretched out his hand and made a gesture of "please continue".

"..."

"What's wrong?" Hirakawa Zhewen asked without seeing Beishan's movements.

"...It's nothing." Being interrupted by an accident, Jiu Tian Mo Shu's voice became a little softer, and the complacent expression disappeared.

Instead, it's a little cramped.

Teacher Beishan saw her fighting with Hirakawa Tetsubun, especially her teasing eyes, I always felt a little... strange... indescribably strange.

She turned her face to look away, and fiddled with the ends of her hanging hair with her index finger.

"..."

"Ok?"

Hirakawa Tetsubun, who saw all this in his eyes, looked at the appearance of Hisada Moki inexplicably.

Hey, if you read correctly, this is embarrassment, right?

What's going on here?
Hirakawa Tetsubun looked around suspiciously, and deliberately glanced at the teacher Beishan next to him who was not too serious to watch the excitement, but she lowered her head, but she didn't find anything.

So what's the matter with Hisata-sensei suddenly showing such a shy look?
Hirakawa Zhewen, who turned back, was a little confused.

This teacher has a little trick. When she is nervous or shy, she can't help moving the ends of her own long hair.

Such a small gesture is very cute, yes, but why?

He obviously didn't say anything.

"..."

Hirakawa Tetsubun stared at Hisada Moki's obviously cramped hands, and began to think.After a long time, Kuta Moshu finally came back to his senses.

She finally pushed the ends of her hair behind Xiaoqiao's ears, took a breath, sat up straight, and then secretly glanced at Teacher Beishan next to her, and found that she was not looking this way, exhaled, and withdrew from the shy State, looking directly at Hirakawa Tetsuwen's eyes.

"—Teacher Hirakawa, so, you should prepare the cooking."

Stretching out his finger, he said something with great momentum.

"..."

Hirakawa Tetsubun's eyes stopped on Mr. Hisata's outstretched finger, staring at it, but he was amused by her sudden appearance, regardless of why she was suddenly shy just now.

"Okay, okay."

After laughing, he agreed.

Then he straightened up again, and the waiter's attitude: "Then, guest, what do you want?"

"...Eh? This, this——"

Kuta Moshu stretched his finger back, tapped his chin, and thought about it seriously, "Then it's in the photo Mr. Hirakawa took for me earlier."

"Yes."

Hirakawa Zhewen nodded and said.

"So, when would you like to eat this dish?"

"Well... just tomorrow."

"Are you sure it's tomorrow?"

"Ah."

"Okay, make a note of it."

The waiter Hirakawa Tetsufumi nodded, pretending to hold a pen and paper, as if recording the menu.

"This guest, the order is Coca-Cola chicken wings, shredded fish-flavored pork, and a portion of seasonal vegetables. The scheduled time is at noon tomorrow, is that right?"

Kuta Moki watched Hirakawa Tetsufumi's sudden role-playing, and smiled slightly: "Yes."

"Okay, it's a pleasure to serve you."

"—Eh? Very upset?"

"Of course." Hirakawa Tetsubun stopped acting, dropped the pen and paper in his hand, threw it on the table, and lay down on it decadently.

"I originally wanted to cook for Mr. Kuta, but I lost the bet, and instead I want to cook for Mr. Kuta. How can I be happy about this kind of thing?"

"This..." Kuta Moki showed a troubled expression in the face of Hirakawa Tetsufumi's decadent look.

"Then what should we do? Does Mr. Hirakawa want to refuse to fulfill the bet?"

"I said no."

"That--"

"It's better for Mr. Hisada to cook for me too." Tetsubun Hirakawa suddenly suggested.

"Eh?"

"Yeah." He sat up and nodded firmly.

"But I'm the winner."

"Could Mr. Jiutian have the heart to look at me, and die in depression because his wishes are not fulfilled?"

"...Did you die in depression? That's an exaggeration."

"It's not an exaggeration at all. This is the only thing that I absolutely want to be satisfied." Hirakawa Tetsubun raised a thumbs up to Hisada Moki, expressing that he was quite serious.

"..."

"A once in a lifetime request."

"..."

"is it not OK?"

"..."

Hirakawa Zhewen looked sincerely.

Facing this kind of gaze, Kuta Moshu felt a little helpless.

"Ms. Hirakawa really looks like a child."

"Being young at heart is not a disadvantage."

"People don't know what to do."

"Promise, I have been looking forward to Mr. Hisada's cooking last week. I always thought that Mr. Hisada's cooking skills are definitely several grades higher than mine. If Mr. Hisada is willing, he can easily cook delicious food. cooking, and then—”

"Teacher Hirakawa, stop—"

Kuta Moshu looked unbearable.

"Is Hisada-sensei going to agree?"

"..."

After a pause, he sighed lightly.

"Okay, okay, for the sake of Mr. Hirakawa's expectation."

Hirakawa Tetsuwen smiled "planned": "I knew that Mr. Jiutian is definitely the most understanding teacher——"

"Teacher Hirakawa, it's alright, stop."

Kuta Moshu puffed up his cheeks.

"If you say it again, I'll regret it."

"Yes Yes."

Hirakawa Tetsubun changed his previous appearance, and after agreeing with a smile, he lazily raised his chin.

So the previous appearance is all pretending.

Moki Kuta stared at Tetsufumi Hirakawa and sighed helplessly.

Finally, turn your face away.

I really don't know what to say.

However, when Kuta Moshu turned his head, he inadvertently caught a glimpse of the smiling eyes of Teacher Beishan next to him.

"..."

Following the example of Hirakawa Zhewen just now, she raised her thumb and said silently, "Come on!" '

"..."

What oil do you add!
Kuta Moshu's face turned red, he lowered his head and lay down.

Teacher Beishan is too gossip.

(End of this chapter)