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

Chapter 168 A Gentle Female Teacher, Her Focus Is A Little Strange

Hirakawa Zhewen's house, the living room.

After bidding farewell to the two students who came to visit, only Hirakawa Tetsufumi and Hisada Moki were left here again.

Sitting back on the sofa again, Kuta Moshu took out his phone and checked the time.

"Teacher Hisada, what time is it?" Hirakawa Tetsufumi asked along the way.

Kuta Moshu held up the phone and showed it to him.

"It's almost five o'clock." Hirakawa Tetsuwen understood.Then, as if he remembered something, he blinked, and slowly turned his gaze to the female teacher's face.

Kuta Moshu looked at him suspiciously.

Tetsubun Hirakawa reminded: "Mr. Hisata, five o'clock, seems to be almost time for dinner."

"..." Kuta Moshu didn't speak, and put away the phone.

Hirakawa Zhewen said to himself: "Well... what should I have for dinner?"

"..."

"However, as a patient, I can't cook."

Distressed tone, and in order to express his distress, Hirakawa Tetsufumi also scratched his hair with his hands.

"You're not going to be hungry, are you?"

"..."

"If that's the case, it's too miserable."

"..."

Kuta Moki pursed the corners of his mouth, watching Hirakawa Tetsubun perform on his own.

"Hey, what are we going to do for dinner?"

In the end, Hirakawa Tetsubun still looked at Hisada Moshu expectantly, revealing his true purpose.

"Teacher Hisada, what can you do?"

"..."

Kuta Moshu, who pursed his lips, was still amused after holding back for a while, "Mr. Hirakawa, that's enough, stop acting."

"Hmm... performance, how could it be a performance?" Hirakawa Zhewen looked blank, as if he didn't know anything.

"I know what I promised before."

Tetsufumi Hirakawa immediately stopped acting, sat up straight, and nodded: "It turns out that Mr. Kuta still remembers, that's good."

"..."

Hisata Moki glanced at him.

Hirakawa Tetsubun smiled: "I said it before in the office, when I was sick, Hisada-sensei would also cook for me."

"That's right." Kuta Moshu replied, "I've said it all and I haven't forgotten it."

It was during the half-term exam, before the two reached a bet, Hirakawa Tetsubun said that he wanted to taste Kuta Moshu's cuisine, and the female teacher said this at that time:

When Hirakawa Zhewen cooked for her, it was because she was sick. Then when Hirakawa Zhewen was sick, she could also cook for him.

At the time, it seemed like a joke agreement, but no one thought that Tetsufumi Hirakawa would get sick so soon.

"I have to wonder if Mr. Hirakawa got sick from the rain on purpose because he wanted to eat my food." Moki Kuta said.

Hirakawa Zhewen immediately put on a shocked look of being seen through: "It was discovered, what should I do?"

"Hey..." Moshu Kuta was a little troubled, "Ms. Hirakawa is just like this...unscrupulous?"

"Of course, in order to be able to eat Hisada-sensei's cuisine, let alone being sick, you can do whatever you want."

"..."

Kuta Moshu was speechless and remained silent for a long time, then stood up and walked towards the dining table.

When she came to visit Hirakawa Zhewen today, she brought a shopping bag, which contained the ingredients she bought for tonight's dinner.

So, this teacher is too naive to pretend to perform there for half a day, even though it is something that has been prepared long ago.

Hirakawa Tetsuwen also stood up from the sofa, followed behind Kuta Moshu, and walked to the dining table.

"Actually, it's not just when we made a bet."

He talked as he walked.

"Before I went to Kyoto, I also said that my weekend has not been peaceful for a long time. If this continues, I feel that I will be overworked and sick. I didn't expect it to be a prophecy."

Kuta Moki opened the shopping bag.

"Ms. Hirakawa's illness has nothing to do with being overworked, right?"

"Maybe it's because I haven't had a holiday for too long, and I have something to do every weekend. Overwork causes the body's resistance to drop, so I get sick after a rain."

"so……"

"So, let's say it's perfectly fine for me to get sick because of my work as a teacher."

"Eh……"

While chatting, Kuta Moshu walked into the kitchen with a shopping bag.

——The dividing line for dinner——

It was [-]:[-] in the evening, and at the end of the range hood, Jiu Tian Mo Shu walked to the dining table with the last dish.

At the dining table, Hirakawa Zhewen, who had been waiting for a long time, put down his phone.

His eyes scanned the food on the table.

"Teacher Hirakawa, it's all right, it's time to start." Kuta Moshu sat opposite him.

Hirakawa Tetsubun didn't speak, and under the puzzled eyes of Kuta Moshu, he made a sign of the cross on his chest, and then spoke solemnly.

"Sincerely thank God, the Father, for giving me food and nourishment for my body, the merciful Lord Kuta Moshu, you should praise Hallelujah."

"..."

"..."

After being silent for a long time, Kuta Moshu sighed and left Hirakawa Zhewen alone.

"I'm gonna start now."

Sometimes the teacher's nonsense is unbearable.

——The Dividing Line of Dinner——

By the time dinner was finished, it was almost six o'clock.

"Ms. Hirakawa thinks, how good is my cooking?"

Kuta Moshu got up, picked up the dishes, and started to tidy up the table.

Hirakawa Tetsuwen also stood up and bowed reverently.

"Thank you Hisada-sensei for your gift."

"...don't change the subject."

"Ms. Hisada's cooking gives me a feeling that being sick is worth it. There is no need for ratings..."

Kuta Moshu stopped what he was doing and stared at him.

"..."

Well, Tetsufumi Hirakawa straightened up and looked away.

"8 points, no more, no more, Mr. Jiutian will win."

"..."

Inexplicably unwilling to admit defeat, even if she voluntarily cooks for him, she can't admit that "her cooking is better".

Kuta Moshu carried the dishes and walked towards the kitchen.

-

After dinner, return to the living room.

Next to the coffee table, Hirakawa Tetsuwen opened the bag of fruit sent by the students.

"There are apples."

Hisata Moki was coming out of the kitchen.

Hirakawa Zhewen didn't look at her, but stared at Apple.

"As for the apple, I want to eat one now. That is, if someone can peel it for me, that would be great."

"..."

After waiting for a few seconds, the sound of footsteps approached. In the field of vision, a hand reached down and picked up an apple.

Looking up, the female teacher had a little helplessness on her face.

"Teacher Hirakawa, if you want to eat, please tell me directly, is that okay?"

"How embarrassing." Hirakawa Tetsubun laughed brightly, "Thank you, Mr. Hisada."

-

Dessert is also over, and after a few chats, it's time to say goodbye.

After looking at the time, Kuta Moshu stood up for the last time.

"Teacher Pingchuan, it's getting late, I should go too."

"Well, Mr. Hisada is really troublesome today." Tetsufumi Hirakawa bowed gratefully.

"Yes, as long as Mr. Hirakawa knows. So, next time, you must take care of yourself, okay?"

No matter how helpless she was, the female teacher did not forget to tell him.

As expected of a gentle female teacher.

"Got it." Hirakawa Zhewen said, and then he walked to the side.

"But wait a minute, Mr. Hisata, I have a present for Mr. Hisata."

"Gift?" Kuta Moshu blinked, never expecting such a thing.

"Yes."

Hirakawa Tetsuwen lifted a bag of beautifully wrapped gift boxes from the cabinet next to him.

"When I was on a business trip to Kyoto, I bought it from Uji City. Uji's matcha is quite famous. Thinking about it, Mr. Hisada usually drinks tea... It's from the afternoon tea department. So—"

Hirakawa Tetsuwen handed over the gift box.

"Thank you Hisada-sensei for taking care of me all the time."

"..."

Seeing that the female teacher didn't seem to react, Hirakawa Tetsubun smiled.

"This is a gift that I took a long time to pick out along the Uji River after I took the tram back and forth for an hour to Uji City on Saturday."

"..."

"Ms. Hisata, please accept it."

Kuta Moshu came back to his senses, glanced over the gift box, and stared at Hirakawa Zhewen's face.

"Teacher Hirakawa, you were sick on Saturday, right?"

"……Eh?"

"I just ran around when I was sick, so I got sick again at night?"

"..."

"Sure enough, I didn't take good care of myself."

"..."

Hirakawa Tetsufumi smiled troubled.

The focus of this female teacher's attention is somewhat unexpected.

　I wrote it on my mobile phone on the way back to school by car, I am really diligent
　　
　
(End of this chapter)