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

Chapter 198 Hirakawa Tetsufumi Will Take Action
Shiori Shinohara was holding on to the armrest, her right foot, which had just taken off her socks and shoes, was exposed to the air, and her ankle was in pain.

Beside her, Hirakawa Zhewen squatted down again.

The fingers pinched a little above her ankle lightly, and there was a strange tactile sensation somewhere between crisp and itchy.

For this young lady, this is the first time.

The toes moved slightly, but worried that this movement would attract attention, so they kept still again.

"Can you lift it up?" When I was struggling, the teacher asked.

"……Um."

After nodding, she felt her feet lifted slightly.

"Put on your shoes first?" suggested.

"Yes." Shinohara Shiori nodded again.

Then she saw that the male teacher under her took out the shoes that had been placed under her feet, and then stared at the socks that had just been taken off in her shoes. After a few seconds of hesitation, she pinched the socks with her fingers and picked them up.

——Her body temperature should still remain on the socks.

Shiori Shinohara thought of this inexplicably, and then, her eyes followed the socks, and they were put aside.

It seems... There is no need to worry about this.After all, now... Her right foot has been pinched by the teacher.

"..."

Shinohara Shiori raised her gaze, she didn't dare to look down any more, but instead stared at her own hand, which was tightly grasping the left hand of the railing——

Only then did she realize that she was holding the handrail too hard.

She loosens up.

At the bottom of the feet, where the sight cannot be seen, the strange touch continues to come, and because of the concentration, the feeling is obvious.

Her right foot was caught, and with the help of the teacher, she put it into the shoe.

Gently, her feet were tucked into the shoes.After a little adjustment, the bare feet were finally completely wrapped.

Then, her feet were lightly placed on the ground.

In sight, the squatting teacher stood up and re-entered the field of vision.

Shiori Shinohara didn't meet his gaze, but... she looked down at the sock that Tetsufumi Hirakawa was holding with her fingers.

"..."

After a while of silence, I heard a voice: "Xiaoyuan-san, let's go."

"...Yes." Shiori Shinohara responded, and then, in a low voice, she could hear the shyness, "Ms. Hirakawa...socks."

"..."

Hirakawa Tetsubun looked down at the girl's white sock that was pinched by the fingers of his right hand.

"..."

He returned the socks to the girl.

Shiori Shinohara took the socks—yes, they were still a little warm—she squeezed the socks into a ball, and stuffed them silently into the pocket of the plaid skirt.

"Give me the sheet music."

"...Hmm." Shiori Shinohara handed the sheet music held in her right hand to Tetsufumi Hirakawa, who took it.

"Okay, be careful."

Amidst the sound of instructions, Shiori Shinohara supported the handrail with one hand, and grabbed the right arm of the teacher beside him with the other, and walked down slowly, pause after pause.

Neither of them spoke.

-

The health room will be here soon.

Because it was summer vacation, the school doctor was naturally not there, and the door was closed.

However, Hirakawa Tetsubun just went to the office to get the key halfway, and when he arrived at the door of the health care room, he opened the door first, and then helped Shinohara Shiori in.

"Sit down."

"Ah."

Shiori Shinohara sat on the white bed in the health room like a robot that could only say "um".

"Have you taken off your shoes?"

"Ah."

After getting Shiori Shinohara's consent, Tetsufumi Hirakawa squatted in front of Shiori Shinohara again, and what he could see was the girl's smooth calf.

This time, I got a little more proficient. I put the girl's sheet music on the bed, held my hands free, and quickly took off both of the girl's shoes.

I didn't look around, just looked at the right ankle, which was red and swollen.

"It's better to apply ice after a sprain."

"Yeah." Shinohara Shiori just nodded.

Hirakawa Tetsuwen didn't say any more, got up, and walked to the freezer in the health care room.

The freezer was not powered off, and after opening, there were still ice packs inside.

He took out a bag of ice packs, then found a piece of gauze from the cabinet, wrapped the ice pack in gauze, and wrapped it around a few times—the ice pack is not directly touching the skin with the ice pack, which is prone to frostbite.It is better to wrap it with a towel or gauze.

After doing this, Tetsufumi Hirakawa returned to Shiori Shinohara's bed.

"Shinohara-san, put your feet on the bed."

"Ah."

After giving the command, the robot Shiori Shinohara moved his body and lifted his feet up from under the bed.

The fabric of the plaid skirt can only cover the thighs, down, it is pure white, and only the left foot is still wearing socks.

And the teacher was beside her, watching her right foot.

"..." Shiori Shinohara grabbed the hem of her skirt.

Afterwards, the ice pack wrapped in the teacher's hand was cold, and she put it on her injured ankle, put it away, and pressed it with her hands.

The coolness spread quickly.

"Feeling better?"

"...well, much better."

The cold paralyzed the nerves, and the pain was quickly relieved, and Shiori Shinohara, who had been distracted, also regained consciousness a little bit.

She looked at the teacher beside the bed.

He squatted at the end of the bed, holding the ice pack with one hand, not paying attention to her gaze, but thinking about something.

A few seconds later, he took out the phone from his pocket, turned on the screen and glanced at it.

When he pressed the phone, he looked at her.

Shiori Shinohara hurriedly looked away again, and looked towards the door of the health room.

"Xiaoyuan-san." The teacher called her.

"Yes." Shinohara Shiori responded.

"Well, about the competition, Shinohara-san doesn't need to worry too much. We came earlier, even if we delay a little now, we can still catch up with the qualifiers."

Explaining in a comforting tone.

"..." Shiori Shinohara was a little silent.

It turned out that she was thinking about the performance department just now... In fact, she had completely forgotten about it.

"...Yeah. Shiori knows."

"That's it... I'll call Mrs. Xiaoli first and let me know the situation. Please wait a moment."

"Ok."

Tetsufumi Hirakawa let go of his hand, and after seeing that the ice pack hadn't slipped, he stood up and walked out of the health room under Shiori Shinohara's gaze.

Until the back figure disappeared at the door, Shinohara Shiori's gaze was still fixed on the door.In the quiet room, the sound of breathing seemed a little noisy.

After a long time, Shiori Shinohara blinked her eyes, and her thoughts returned at this moment.

Starting from the sprained foot, the teacher helped her take off her shoes and socks, put them on again, helped her from the fifth floor to the first floor, and came to the health room to take care of her.

Such memories began to play in my mind.

——She looked at the ice pack wrapped in gauze on her right foot. It hurt a little, but it was cold.

"..."

A little... shy.

Shiori Shinohara's face was flushed red in the room where no one was watching.This blush looks very nice on the girl's fair skin.

This was the first time she had such an intimate contact, and her right foot was just allowed to be pinched in her hand.

Thinking back, that kind of tactile sensation that seemed to be somewhere between crisp and itchy resurfaced again.

"..."

Shiori Shinohara took a deep breath to calm down.

Then, she thought of something, and looked up at the door of the health room. Outside the door, the voice of the teacher calling was still faintly coming.

She lowered her head, reached into the pocket of her plaid skirt, and took out the balled socks that she had put in.

Hesitating, she looked at the white socks.

"..."

She held the sock up to her nose and sniffed it lightly.

"..."

Shiori Shinohara breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, no strange smell.The feet of beautiful girls are fragrant.

Putting away the socks again, I finally felt relieved.

Then, while waiting for the teacher to come back, Shinohara Shiori continued to examine her appearance just now.

Well, even she had to admit that just now, from the moment she was taken off her shoes, she seemed a little... uneasy, or rather shy.

As a result, he was stiff all the way, like a docile little white rabbit that was caught by the ears and didn't dare to move.

But it's the first time, understandably.

The proud eldest lady justified herself in her heart.

After examining and finding out the shortcomings, Miss Shinohara sat up a little bit.

Next, she won't do this again.

"Student Shinohara."

Tetsubun Hirakawa finished his phone call and walked in from the door. When he looked at Shiori Shinohara on the hospital bed, he was taken aback for a moment.

This girl, for some reason, looked embarrassed just now, and she lost all the aura of the eldest lady.Now, inexplicably, she has regained her figure that belongs to the eldest lady.

She sat on the bed, sitting upright.

"Teacher Hirakawa."

"..."

No matter why, Hirakawa Tetsuwen walked in and talked.

"I have already called Teacher Xiaoli to explain the situation. When the time is up, we will go directly to the school gate and take the bus, so we don't have to go back to the activity room."

"Yeah." Shinohara Shiori replied very dignifiedly.

"As for Shinohara-san's trumpet, some classmates will help to take it down."

"Okay." Miss Shinohara understood the situation.

After that, there was no communication, and Hirakawa Tetsuwen sat aside, waiting quietly.

Shiori Shinohara was thinking about something.

Wait until the time is up.

Tetsufumi Hirakawa got up from the edge of the other bed, and walked in front of Shiori Shinohara under her gaze.

"It's almost time for the ice pack." After explaining, Hirakawa Tetsufumi removed the ice pack on the girl's right foot, "How do you feel now?"

He saw the ice-packed red and tender feet move, and the girl frowned slightly.

"Although it still hurts, it should be fine to bear it."

"Yeah." Hirakawa Zhewen nodded, "It shouldn't be a problem to participate in the competition, after all, they are all sitting."

"Well, it's fine."

"Let's rest for a while, when the time is up, we will meet other students at the school gate."

"Ok."

The health room fell into silence again, and Hirakawa Tetsufumi sat on the side again.

But this time, Miss Shinohara didn't want to keep quiet, she had something to say.

"Teacher Hirakawa." From the young lady's scrutinizing eyes.

"What's wrong?" Hirakawa Zhewen turned his face to respond to her, his eyes revealing doubts.

"Shiori wants to ask you a question." Seeing the girl flicking her long hair, he suddenly asked, "Just now in the club building, what is Mr. Hirakawa avoiding?"

"..."

In Hirakawa Zhewen's eyes, the girl's eyes were slightly sharp, and he couldn't help avoiding them.

"Avoid... no—"

The voice that wanted to deny was interrupted by the girl.

"—Teacher Hirakawa, please answer positively."

"..."

How to answer this kind of thing positively,

The girl's heart was too hot, as a teacher, he wanted to avoid it, that's all.

"Ms. Hirakawa is not shy, is it?" Shinohara Shiori suddenly guessed an answer and stared at him with blinking eyes.

"...Shy, of course not."

"what is that?"

"..."

Hirakawa Zhewen finally chose to refuse to communicate.

Shiori Shinohara returned in vain, but the clever lady already had her own guess in her eyes.

-

It's almost time for the rendezvous.

Helping Shiori Shinohara put on her shoes and supporting her, Tetsufumi Hirakawa went to the school gate with her.

On the way, I met the performance department led by Mr. Xiaoli, so I changed a student to help the young lady with her injured foot.

However, before the change, Shiori Shinohara suddenly spoke at a volume that only the two of them could hear.

"Teacher Hirakawa, Shiori guessed it. What you want to escape is Shiori's liking. But...you have always refused with righteousness and sternness before, why did you suddenly run away just now?"

With a slightly playful upward tone, he asked and answered himself——

"You realize that Shiori likes you, right?"

"..."

In Hirakawa Tetsufumi's silence, a classmate took Shinohara Shiori from him.

"Thank you." Shinohara Shiori thanked very politely.

"It's okay."

"..."

"Teacher Hirakawa, what's the matter with you?" Ogasa Suzuki walked up to him, stood on tiptoe, and waved in front of him who was in a daze.

"...No, it's nothing. Let's go, Teacher Xiaoli." Hirakawa Zhewen came back to his senses.

"Well, okay." Suzuki Ogasa walked beside him, "Speaking of which, it seems that Mr. Hirakawa didn't come to participate in the preliminaries last year."

"..."

Because it was the summer vacation, and, at that time, no one seemed to tell him that the competition had started, um...

"Because I trust Teacher Xiaoli, I don't need to worry about the mere regional qualifiers. I will definitely pass."

"Hey...so that's how it is."

"Well, of course."

With the sun above his head, Hirakawa Tetsubun said casually without changing his expression.

-

Although it is nonsense, but at least one sentence is correct——

In the mere regional qualifiers, Moriya will not be stopped.

Take the bus to the competition site, take the stage, and then win the gold medal in the regional competition.

Without any suspense, the regional qualifiers ended like this, and Moriya advanced to the Tokyo Metropolitan Championship.

The only thing worth mentioning is that when Shiori Shinohara took the stage, the eldest lady's figure and steps didn't stop or limp at all.

The same goes for stepping down.

It wasn't until he was completely out of the stage and disappeared from the judges' sight that he frowned with a pale face and beautiful eyebrows.

So, Hirakawa Tetsufumi didn't see her during the performance part practice in the next few days.

Until Thursday, July 7, four days later, Tetsubun Hirakawa saw the fully recovered Shiori Shinohara.

The girl's upright figure appeared at the school gate again.

"Teacher Hirakawa, long time no see."

"..."

In the summer breeze, the skirt fluttered gently, the girl stroked her hair, and the leaves rustled above her head.

The time is right.

Because, there are some things that Hirakawa Zhewen has already figured out.

(End of this chapter)