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

Chapter 124 Today's victory or defeat is——

At noon the next day, the office.

It's lunch time now, but Hirakawa Tetsufumi didn't go to the cafeteria as usual.

He didn't forget that someone brought him a bento today.

Hirakawa Tetsubun looked to his side, and Hisada-sensei beside him was also looking at him at this time.

"Teacher Hirakawa, are you ready?"

"Of course." Hirakawa Tetsufumi sat up straight and put on an inexplicable aura, "Mr. Jiutian, in terms of cooking skills, I will never lose."

"Huh? Is there still a cooking competition?" Jiu Tian Mo Shu took out a disposable lunch box while talking.

Transparent plastic shell, you can see the bright colors inside.

The dishes are quite rich.

Hirakawa Tetsubun looked away, and also took out the bento from the insulated box.

"Of course, when I went to Mr. Jiuta's house last time, Mr. Jiuta only gave me eight points for my cooking skills. I always remember it."

"Eh--?"

This voice was not made by Kuta Moshu.

Hirakawa Tetsuwen put the bento box on the table, followed the sound and saw that it was Teacher Beishan who made the sound.

"Has Hirakawa ever been to Hisada's house?"

"Ms. Kitayama, that was when Hisada-sensei was sick before." Hirakawa Tetsukun knew what she was thinking when he saw her expression, and quickly explained, "I went to visit the patient."

"That's it."

Beishan nodded in relief, and muttered in a low voice, "I thought you'd all reached that point."

"..."

"..."

Hirakawa Tetsubun and Hisada Moki stopped talking.

After a while, Jiu Tian Mo Shu blushed slightly, and handed the lunch box to Hirakawa Zhewen: "Mr. Hirakawa, here it is."

"...Thank you Hisada-sensei."

Hirakawa Tetsuwen took it with both hands.

Kitayama-sensei was a bit too gossip, when sitting next to him, he always looked at him and Kuta with an inexplicable smile.

Also eavesdropping.

Of course, maybe the word eavesdropping is not quite right, after all, the conversation between him and Hisada did not say who was deliberately avoided.

But it really is too gossip, right?
But... Teacher Beishan's words suddenly reminded Hirakawa Zhewen.

Speaking of which, what is the relationship between him and Kuta Moshu, and to what extent?

Hirakawa Tetsubun looked at Kuta Moshu.

The young and beautiful female colleague was wearing Moritani's uniform. Under the elegant beige coat was a clean white shirt, which was buttoned up neatly, with a beautiful curve on the chest.

Long black hair, the hair on the front of the forehead is scattered into two bundles hanging on the side of the face on both sides.

In the middle is Hisada-sensei's cute face that will never get tired of looking at it. The soft curves are an oval face that conforms to the traditional oriental aesthetics.

There is makeup on the face, but it's just light makeup.Hirakawa Tetsufumi has seen Kuta's appearance at home, and that kind of natural beauty cannot be transformed by makeup.

Especially her eyes, the brown eyes are shining with an intellectual and gentle brilliance, which reminds people of the lake, and—"If you want to compare the West Lake with the West Lake, it is always suitable to wear light makeup"—it is especially reminiscent of this poem .

Young, beautiful, gentle... This is the overall impression of Mr. Hisada.

It is of course very good to have such a female colleague, it should be said to be lucky.This gentle teacher always took good care of him—maybe it should be said to be accommodating, for example, even though he won the bet, he still cooked for him after talking about it.

Ok……

So what is the relationship between him and Hisada-sensei?

Thinking ecstatically, when he took the bento with both hands, he inadvertently touched Hisata's finger and brushed past it lightly.

Amid the vaguely soft touch, Tetsubun Hirakawa stared at Jiuda and thought about this question seriously.

He and her, close colleagues?
or what?

Or, in the eyes of Mr. Beishan, a teacher who is always gossiping secretly... what is the relationship between him and Mr. Jiutian?

It really is……

A question worth pondering.

"..."

"..."

"Teacher Hirakawa."

The voice came to his ears, his eyes refocused, Kuta Moshu leaned forward, and waved his hand lightly in front of his eyes.

"What are you thinking?"

"Ah... nothing."

Hirakawa Zhewen came back to his senses and smiled lightly.

"I'm just looking forward to Hisada-sensei's cooking, thinking it would be great to taste it."

"……Eh."

"Then—" Hirakawa Zhewen put the bento on the table, as if about to start it, "It's ready to start!"

"--stop."

"Huh? What's wrong?"

Kuta Moshu stared at him troubledly: "Ms. Hirakawa, have you forgotten something?"

"what?"

"Ms. Hirakawa intends to eat two lunch boxes by himself?"

"……Feel sorry."

After being interrupted by Teacher Beishan, I completely forgot about it, and it was all her fault.

Hirakawa Tetsubun smiled apologetically, and handed the bento he made on the table to Kuta Moshu.

"Please Mr. Kuta taste it."

"Well, that's right."

Kuta Moki took the bento.

"Is the bento still hot?"

"Of course, I did this on purpose this morning, and then put it in an insulated box to keep it warm."

Different from many raw and cold dishes in Japanese cuisine, Chinese dishes pay more attention to eating while they are hot, and the flavor will change completely when they are cold.

"I'm really honored to be able to make the lazy Mr. Hirakawa wake up early."

"...Is this sarcasm or a compliment?"

"It's a compliment."

"Okay." Hirakawa Zhewen replied reluctantly.

But such little things don't matter anymore.

He opened Jiuta's bento, and the brightly colored food, which was originally separated by a layer of plastic, came into his eyes clearly.

Regardless of whether it is delicious or not, the presentation alone is pleasing to the eye.

Colorful collocation, neatly classified and put away.

White dotted with bits and pieces, black rice balls sprinkled with seaweed, brown hamburger meat with sauce, and tempura with light red shrimp tails, yellow egg rolls, green broccoli, bright red tomato.

I have to say that the exquisite presentation looks appetizing.

"It's beautiful." Hirakawa Tetsuwen praised.

Judging from the perspectives of color, aroma, and taste, although cold dishes basically have no aroma at all, they can score very high in the "color" section.

"Of course." Kuta Moshu was also very satisfied with her own arrangement.

For this box of bento, in order to give people an enjoyable appetite the moment they are opened, it took almost as much time as cooking just to arrange the plate.

Kuta Moki responded to Hirakawa Tetsufumi's compliment, and at the same time, opened the bento in front of her.

The light heat and the rising fragrance immediately hit the nostrils.

She sniffed lightly.

It can be seen that Hirakawa Zhewen is not lying, this is definitely just made this morning and quickly put into the insulation box to keep warm.

The dishes placed separately do not have any odors, and each dish has its own aroma.

"It's delicious."

Courtesy is reciprocal, Kuta Moshu also praised.

"That seems to be a tie for the time being."

"A tie for the time being?"

"Although I don't want to admit it, Mr. Jiutian's plate arrangement is indeed better than mine, but I also win in terms of smell. So if we judge from the three aspects of color, aroma, and taste, in terms of color and aroma, I will compare with Jiutian. The teacher is tied."

"Is that so?" Kuta Moshu understands clearly, "Then the most important taste is next, how should we rate this?"

"--let me!"

Before Hirakawa Tetsufumi could even open his mouth, Mr. Kitayama, who was watching the excitement, raised his hand impatiently.

"Such an interesting thing must let me come. And rest assured, I am absolutely impartial."

"..." Hirakawa Zhewen stared at the enthusiastic teacher Beishan, stunned for a moment, then nodded helplessly, "It is indeed the most fair way to let a third person score. But——"

"but what?"

Hirakawa Tetsuwen did not answer first, but took out the disposable chopsticks that had been prepared earlier, and picked up a small piece of hamburger meat.

The fresh and tender meat flavor combined with the refreshing sauce blooms in the mouth at once.

After swallowing, he answered slowly.

"The bento made by Hisada-sensei himself, the first bite must belong to me."

"..."

"..."

After a moment of silence, Beishan exhaled and looked to the other side.

Kuta Moshu held chopsticks in his hand, holding a piece of Coca-Cola chicken wing. There was obviously a bite missing on the chicken wing, which was shining with an attractive brown luster, and his cheeks were still being chewed up and down.

Facing her gaze, the female teacher silently avoided her gaze.

"..."

In the end, the cooking competition ended in a draw.

The reason is that Hirakawa Tetsubun and Hisada Moki think that the bento they made is better anyway.

As for Teacher Beishan...

She was the first to talk about being a referee, but she suddenly regretted it, no matter what she said, she was unwilling to taste it.

That's it.

(End of this chapter)