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

Chapter 191 Confrontation, Shiori Shinohara decides not to back down

Busy times always pass quickly.

Near the end of the period, in the last few patters of rain in the rainy season, time is rushing towards the end of the first semester.

The date is like a jump, and the summer solstice on June 6 is clearly still in front of you, and you don’t realize it until you recover.

The rainy season is over, the time is June 6, Sunday.

I habitually go out with an umbrella, until the moment I open the door, in the early morning after the rain, the golden summer sun swayed from the top of my head, casting shadows under the houses not far in front.

Hirakawa Tetsuwen stopped going out, still holding a half-opened umbrella in his hand.

"..."

He raised his face, the clear and bright sky at this moment, there is no cloud, only pure blue, so blue that it is a bit dazzling.

The air is transparent, light, not heavy.

What lingers at the tip of the nose is a fresh, clean taste of early summer.

The sky has cleared.

At the door of the house, looking at the dry ground sprinkled with golden brilliance for a long time, Hirakawa Tetsufu turned around, walked into the entrance, closed the half-open umbrella, and threw it on the counter beside him.

Then he went out again and walked into the sun.

The water vapor in the rainy season evaporates and takes away the heat, so the sun in early summer is not warm at this time, but warm.And whenever you walk through the sun and walk into the shadow of the house, you can even feel that the air against your skin is slightly shady.

The heat is still accumulating, accumulating hot summer.

The practice of the playing part is still going on, and today is the day of the road show.

-

When Hirakawa Tetsuwen arrived at the downstairs of the school club building, not many students from the playing department had arrived.

Several girls in Moriya uniforms were standing at the junction of the shade and the sun talking, and some were fiddling with musical instruments or auditioning.

When they saw him coming, they each stopped their own work and greeted him together.

"Teacher Hirakawa."

Hirakawa Tetsuwen also greeted him from a distance: "Good morning, everyone——"

Then he turned his head and looked around, especially among the student group, there was no sign of Suzuki Ogasa.

——There is no shadow of Shinohara Shiori either.

"Ms. Xiaogasa hasn't arrived yet?"

"not yet."

"Ok."

He responded casually and stood aside.

The long-lost sunshine is a little lazy.

He stood under the sky, waiting for the students to arrive.

Until, not far away, the aisle of the campus.

There was the figure of a familiar girl from the past, walking towards this side step by step at a gentle pace.

He turned around, turned to the other side, and continued to wait.

-

The students were all present before the allotted time.

Among the student groups, Hirakawa Tetsufumi also found Ogasa Suzuki who was inseparable from female high school students regardless of height or appearance.

The next step is the routine process, moving instruments, tidying up discipline, and roll call.

"Ms. Hirakawa, Mr. Ogasa, all 61 students from Group A of the performance department have arrived."

In the report of the head of the village, Hirakawa Tetsuwen glanced at the standing students for the last time. They stood quietly and waited. look.

At least, there is still progress—although it is still far from the appearance of Yu Shan's playing department.

The line of sight swept over quickly, even if there was a girl in the middle who was very interesting, she still didn't stay long.

"Okay, students, you can get in the car."

-

At the end of the line, after the last student boarded the bus and confirmed that there were no omissions, Tetsufumi Hirakawa also boarded the bus.

There were a few sporadic and small conversations in the vehicle.

"Students, sit down."

After straightening out the discipline, Hirakawa Tetsubun looked to his side.

Here, there is an empty seat.

However, next to the empty seat, a young girl sat very upright, holding a music score in her hand, and looking down.

"..."

Tetsubun Hirakawa stood for a few seconds, raised his head and looked at the back row. The seats were full and there were no vacancies.

He looked around again.

As if sensing something, the girl raised her face, and her delicate and clear face was imprinted in her pupils.

She looked at him and spoke, her voice was as outstanding as her appearance.

"Teacher Hirakawa, why don't you sit down?"

"..."

Tetsubun Hirakawa and Shiori Shinohara looked at each other without answering.

But, behind——

"Teacher, is something wrong?" The driver turned around and asked.

"—no, nothing."

Shaking his head, Hirakawa Tetsufumi went to his seat and sat down.

The girl also lowered her head again, flipping through the sheet music.

Shortly after, the vehicle starts.

-

During the drive to the final destination—Tokyo Station, Tetsufumi Hirakawa kept looking ahead, through the windshield, at the continuously extending road in front of the vehicle, and the low car.

Occasionally, of course, some complicated thoughts came to my mind, but most of the time they were suppressed.

It wasn't until halfway through the journey that he finally glanced to the side.

The girl was still the same as before, holding the music score in her left hand and looking at it seriously, while her right hand was practicing the fingering of playing the trumpet in the air.

However, I don't know if he has a talent for eye contact or something, but Tetsufumi Hirakawa just glanced at it, and Shiori Shinohara stopped.Raise your gaze, and catch his gaze, who will not be able to avoid it in the future.

The girl's eyes were full of doubts: "Teacher Hirakawa, what's the matter?"

"..."

Meeting Shiori Shinohara's gaze, Tetsufumi Hirakawa fell silent.

After waiting for a while, I finally thought of something, and asked calmly, "Xiaoyuan-san, just want to ask, do you get motion sickness?"

"..."

Sunlight brushed the side face of Shinohara Shiori in front of him from the car window, and the girl who was originally expressionless was stunned after he asked this sentence.

Then, a slight smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"Teacher Hirakawa, so you still remember."

"My memory is not bad."

The girl smiled and raised her right hand, gently stroked the hair on her forehead, and put it behind her delicate ears.

Afterwards, the words of the answer took on a slightly upbeat tone that belonged to a young girl.

"Guess."

"..."

Hirakawa Zhewen didn't guess, and silently turned his head and looked ahead.

He knew, it turned out that, at least since he went to Heshou, he had been cheated.

-

The vehicle has arrived at Tokyo Station.

Three passenger cars stopped one after another, and the students got off in a line, and then moved out the musical instruments from the luggage compartment under the car one after another.

The minister also picked up a sign that said "Moritani Girls' High School Performance Club" and stood in front of it.

Obviously, students like them dressed in neat high school uniforms and carrying musical instruments in groups like this will definitely be noticed by passers-by.

There were those who were relatively free, so they simply stopped and watched.

Hirakawa Tetsubun ignored the sight of passers-by and stood up.

"Everyone, line up and get ready to go."

Carrying the instruments together, the Moritani brass section walked towards the final performance place in irregular steps.

Fortunately, Moritani's brass section did not participate in the marching music...

In such a trance, I arrived at the final location, the square in front of the Marunouchi Exit of Tokyo Station, facing the Imperial Palace far away.

-

In the designated performance position on the square, set up the chairs for performance, and then tune.Everyone is making the final preparations, and then, waiting for the start of the road show.

In this posture, some passers-by who had plenty of time—including one who had followed since getting off the car—stopped and prepared to act as spectators.

Hirakawa Tetsuwen stood aside and looked at the students who were preparing for each other. He looked back and forth several times, and then picked up his mobile phone to look at it. At this time, there was still some time before the performance began, and he walked towards Ogasa Suzuki who was standing in front.

Ogasa Suzuki seemed to be in a daze, and Hirakawa Tetsufumi walked up to her, but she still hadn't reacted.

He waved his hand in front of her before he responded.

"Teacher Hirakawa?" Pushing the gold-rimmed glasses, his tone was questioning.

Hirakawa Tetsufumi explained to her: "Mr. Xiaoli, the performance hasn't started yet, let's go to the side to buy some water? It should be needed after the performance."

"Eh...Of course." Suzuki Ogasa blinked her eyes and thought for a while, then nodded quickly, showing a simple smile, "It's Mr. Hirakawa who thinks comprehensively."

After finishing speaking, just as Hirakawa Zhewen was about to turn around, suddenly, a girl's voice appeared.

"Teacher Ogasa."

Ogasa Suzuki stopped.

"It's Shinohara-san, what's the matter?"

She looked at Shiori Shinohara who appeared by her side at some point.

Hirakawa Zhewen also looked over, with a puzzled expression on his face.

Shinohara Shiori didn't pay attention to him at all, she just faced Ogasa Suzukiko and spoke calmly.

"Mr. Xiaoli, no matter what, there must be a teacher here, so I, Teacher Pingchuan, should go."

"Hmm..." The naive Ogasa Suzuki didn't have any extra thoughts at all, "It seems to be."

"..."

In Hirakawa Tetsufumi's silence, Ogasa Suzukiko agreed: "Then, Shinohara-san, please."

"It's okay—" Responding, the girl finally looked at him squarely, "Teacher Hirakawa, let's go."

"..."

Hirakawa Tetsubun didn't speak, but used his eyes - "Mr. Xiaoli, it's just a sentence from the student, so you just agreed? If you really want to say it, the one who stays here may actually be more easily deceived than the student."

Ogasa Suzuki couldn't understand his eyes, and showed a cute smile.

"Teacher Hirakawa, I'll trouble you too."

"..."

-

Silently, keeping a certain distance from Shiori Shinohara beside him, Tetsufumi Hirakawa walked towards a nearby convenience store.

Behind him, the students who were preparing for the performance gradually moved away and shrunk.

Shiori Shinohara looked away.

"Teacher Hirakawa, do you have anything to say?"

This was the first sentence between the two of them.

Hirakawa Zhewen ignored the gaze from the side face and looked straight ahead: "It's nothing."

Shinohara Shiori looked at the teacher beside her, and at the moment, there was a distance like a stranger, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"I think Teacher Hirakawa should have something to say."

"how you said that?"

"Well, because..." Shinohara Shiori moved a little closer to Hirakawa Tetsufumi, and then, as if meeting a repelling magnet, Hirakawa Tetsufumi moved away a little at the same time.

The girl stopped following up, pondered, and answered.

"For the past week, Mr. Hirakawa has indeed been avoiding me. Whether it's asking questions in class, or the performance department, and so on, he has been avoiding me."

"..."

"However, I guess, it's just because Mr. Hirakawa hasn't figured out how to answer, right? After all, it's not your style to avoid it all the time. You are the type who will take the initiative to solve things when you encounter them."

"..."

"So, Mr. Hirakawa agreed to buy water with me just now, so naturally he has thought about how to reply Shizhi, right?"

"...Don't act like you know the teacher very well, Xiaoyuan-san." Hirakawa Tetsufumi couldn't help but say something.

Shiori Shinohara smiled and asked, "Am I right? Teacher Hirakawa?"

"..."

Hirakawa Tetsufumi answered the question with silence.

The sound of footsteps continued to extend forward.

For a moment, Tetsufumi Hirakawa's plain voice, not mixed with any extra emotion, appeared in Shiori Shinohara's ear.

"Shinohara-san, what's the reason? Why?"

In the square, stepping into the slanting sunlight, the smile on the corner of Shiori Shinohara's mouth became more energetic under the brilliant golden light.

The dignified footsteps also clearly jumped up.

She raised her face and looked at the sky at this time, it was blue and clear, just like her mood at the moment, without any cover.

"If you want to ask why."

After bluntly expressing his thoughts, the whole person actually felt a lot easier.

Worrying about gains and losses is indeed the saddest thing about emotions.

"That was last semester."

"... Sure enough." Hirakawa Zhewen was not too surprised.

"Have you guessed it?"

"That's all there is to it."

"Yes, it is like that."

"..."

"..."

There was another brief silence.

Hirakawa Tetsubun turned his head, and his gaze collided with the girl's gaze.

"Shinohara-san, first of all—"

From beginning to end, it is not mixed with redundant emotions, just plain, plain like the tone of the wind without trace.

"Thank you very much for your liking, thank you."

"You're welcome." The eldest lady pursed her lips and replied dignifiedly.

"..."

Hirakawa Tetsuwen got stuck because of this "you're welcome", and waited for a few seconds before continuing.

"I'm in puberty, that's it? The throbbing of puberty is always like this, because some things are touched, so I invest in it."

"Actually, has Shinohara-san seriously thought about it? What I have is just the advantage of being a teacher. The home visit that day was just my duty as a teacher, that's all."

"Even if the person standing in front of me was not Shinohara-san, but another classmate, I would have done the same. Therefore, Shinohara-san really doesn't have to have any special feelings about it."

"..."

"is it?"

Shiori Shinohara did not agree with this point of view from her eyes to her tone of voice.

But the convenience store has already arrived, and the two of them didn't say anything, and walked in amidst the clerk's voice of "Welcome".

After the two of them finished buying water and walked out of the convenience store, they returned to the topic.

In Miss Shinohara's hand, she was carrying half a bag of mineral water, which was not heavy.

"Of course I know this, but Mr. Hirakawa can stand by and watch the situation at that time, right? Risking your job loss, knowing it is impossible. No matter who the other party is, as long as it is your student, you have to help, Rather, this is Teacher Hirakawa's personality charm."

Quite bold remarks, uttered from the girl's Qingyang mouth.

"And no matter what the reason is, objectively speaking, Teacher Hirakawa has helped me, so in Shiori's heart, you have an irreplaceable meaning."

The girl's emotions flowed so straightforwardly in her words, hotter than the sunshine in early summer.

Hirakawa Tetsubun carried two buckets of mineral water, ignored Shiori Shinohara, and continued to refute her words.

"Xiaoyuan-san, you will meet many people in your life. Presumably with your family background, no matter how outstanding you are, you will meet them. It is not a sensible thing to determine your emotions prematurely and think that they have irreplaceable significance. "

"It's not Hirakawa-sensei's decision to be outstanding or not, it's Shiori's decision. Please pay attention to this, Hirakawa-sensei."

"..."

"Also, liking is a strong subjective emotion, not a rational thing."

"...Subjective emotion, indeed."

Hirakawa Tetsuwen nodded in reply.

"Then Shinohara-san, even if you don't talk about the teacher's status, just from your personal thoughts—"

"—Ms. Hirakawa is going to reject me, right?"

"Yes. I don't have to respond to liking. For Shinohara-san's feelings, I am allowed to refuse."

"Of course, Mr. Hirakawa has the right to refuse."

Shiori Shinohara did not deny this.

"but--"

The girl smiled.

"Shiori also has the right to pursue, right?"

"..."

Hirakawa Zhewen opened his mouth, wanting to say something else.

Unfortunately, the distance to the convenience store is not enough to support such a long story.

The girl showed him a last smile, put down the mineral water in her hand, and walked into the group of the performance department.

(End of this chapter)