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

Chapter 205 When Losing Your Mind, When Indulging in Dreams ([-])
(The last chapter has been released from the little black house)

Standing on the roof of the club building, looking up, you can see the blue sky.

The light is very bright, so bright that after staring at it for a long time, there will be a soreness in the eye sockets.

So, closing his eyes, Hirakawa Tetsuwen lowered his head.

When he opened it, he was the only one on the empty rooftop in front of him, because Shiori Shinohara had already left first.

And calculating the time, it should be almost 10 minutes, and he should go back.

Hirakawa Zhewen took a last look at the rooftop, then turned around, opened the door of the rooftop, and walked down the stairs.

Arriving at the door of the concert hall, after entering, several students looked at him.

Hirakawa Zhewen didn't respond to these sights, he just glanced quickly, and his eyes quickly caught a certain dazzling girl.

She sat alone on a chair in the concert hall, concentrating on flipping through the score.

She seemed to turn a blind eye to his arrival, and also pretended that the forbidden kiss that happened on the rooftop just now didn't happen.

The calm look at this moment is completely different from just now.

It was completely unexpected that this young lady would be so hot in front of him, so hot that it made people intoxicated.

Moreover, willing to be so intoxicated.

Looking at Shiori Shinohara now, Tetsufumi Hirakawa really felt a sense of peace of mind, the experience on the rooftop just now was not an illusion.

Like some kind of wonderful magic power, it gives people a light and light feeling like a dream, making people unable to feel the weight of reality.

'It's already like this, just keep going. '

When he retracted his gaze, this sentence still appeared in his mind.

Wandering absently to one side of his seat.

"Teacher Hirakawa, Teacher Hirakawa."

"..."

Before he got there, a voice came from his ear.

Hirakawa Zhewen had no choice but to stop, turned around, and looked slightly downward.

Appearing in the field of vision was Ogasa Suzuki, who was petite and wore gold-rimmed glasses.

"...It's Teacher Ogasa, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing, I was just looking for Teacher Hirakawa just now, where have you been?"

"..." Hirakawa Zhewen paused, and then answered, "It's nothing. What's the matter?"

Ogasa Suzuki shook his head: "It's not a big deal, but Mr. Hirakawa said that the ensemble is about to start."

"That's it...then it's back now."

"Well, let's start then?"

"Ah."

After nodding like this, Hirakawa Zhewen was about to turn around and leave.

But Ogasa Suzuki seemed to have something to say, so she stopped him.

"Teacher Hirakawa."

After he took a step, her voice came from behind him.

Hirakawa Zhewen cast a suspicious look over: "Mr. Xiaoli, is there anything else?"

"..."

Ogasa Suzuki seemed a bit hesitant, but after hesitating for a while, she still spoke.

"That... Teacher Hirakawa, I always feel that something is wrong with you, are you sick?"

"... Are you sick?"

"Yes, I always feel that Mr. Hirakawa's spirit is not very good."

"I'm feeling fine, I'm not sick."

"Didn't you rest well?"

"possible?"

"Then Mr. Hirakawa, please pay attention to your body."

"Yes." Hirakawa Tetsuwen smiled, "Thank you, Teacher Xiaoli, for your concern."

"It's nothing." Ogasa Suzuki shook his head, "After all——"

She raised her hand and made up her mind.

"After all, there are only 15 days left before the Tokyo Metropolitan Games. As the instructor, Mr. Hirakawa, it is not good to fall ill before then."

"..."

"What's wrong?"

Ogasa Suzuki looked at Hirakawa Tetsufumi, as if he remembered something.

Hirakawa Tetsufumi was brought back to his senses by this episode, and shook his head: "It's nothing. What's the date of the Tokyo Metropolitan Games?"

"May 8."

"That's it..." Hirakawa Zhewen nodded, and then, "I see. Why don't you hurry up and practice?"

"Ah."

Ogasa Suzuki began to organize ensemble practice.

"Okay, everyone, sit down, calm down, and prepare to start practicing."

"minister."

"..."

Amidst the voices behind him, Hirakawa Tetsuwen stepped aside and sat down.

However, not long after he was in a trance, he was attracted by the sound.

The melodious and clear melody rose slowly, and then the rest of the voices gradually stopped, leaving only the sound of the trumpet in my ears.

In the field of vision, Shiori Shinohara was sitting in the center of the crowd, like an invisible spotlight, making people unable to help but cast their eyes on her.

Hirakawa Tetsufumi was looking at her.

With a delicate appearance that can't be seen enough, and a convincing trumpet solo, this young lady must have stood at the center of her eyes since she was a child.

Moritani's summer student uniform, white shirt and plaid skirt, give people a sense of purity, and it matches this young lady very well——

Perhaps it should be said that her outstanding figure is enough to make her match all clothes.

She played the trumpet, and her posture was that of a proud lark.

……

In the concert hall, such practice continued until noon.

Now it's time for lunch break, and lunch.

During the summer vacation, the cafeteria naturally did not provide bento, and the students all brought their own bento, and Hirakawa Tetsuwen was no exception.

Taking out the bento he bought at the convenience store when he came in the morning, and sitting in the seat, Tetsufumi Hirakawa was ready to start eating.

However, just as he pulled out the disposable chopsticks, he suddenly caught a glimpse of——

Shinohara Shiori stood at the door, holding a bento in her hand, and glanced at him.

After that, he walked out of the concert hall.

"..."

Is this calling him?

Looking down at his bento, he pondered for a while, the girl was looking at him just now.

After all, under normal circumstances, the teacher's side is a forbidden area, and no students will intrude at will. There will be no one else in the line of sight except him.

Hirakawa Tetsubun picked up the lunch box and walked out.

-

Bounded by the shadows cast by the walls and eaves above the roof, the noon sun shines outside.

And Shiori Shinohara was standing in the shadows.

"Mr. Hirakawa, good afternoon."

Holding the bento box, the girl looked at him with a heart-warming smile on her face.

Hirakawa Tetsuwen closed the roof door and walked towards her.

"Shiori."

"Yes, Hirakawa-sensei. Why did you come to see Shiori?"

"Didn't you tell me to come?"

"Have it?"

The eldest lady turned her head slightly, and seemed to be asking suspiciously.

"some."

Hirakawa Tetsuwen had already come to her side, pressing against the girl's forehead covered by her hair.

The unpredictable girl turned her face away.

"Shiori is going to have lunch."

Hirakawa Tetsubun glanced down at the bento box in her hand.

"It's time for lunch."

"Then why is Mr. Hirakawa bothering Shiori?"

When talking, always only leave his profile.

But the side face is also quite good-looking, so good-looking that people want to leave marks on it.

Hirakawa Tetsuwen stepped forward and kissed the girl's delicate face lightly.

"Then let's have lunch."

"..."

Shinohara Shiori looked over.

"What's wrong?" Hirakawa Zhewen asked.

"..."

"..."

By the time Hirakawa Zhewen realized it, the girl's lips were already close to his.

"Well……"

"..."

The craving kiss started unknowingly, and made people reluctant to stop.

"Shiori sensed Mr. Hirakawa's gaze this morning."

"..."

While breathing, the girl said so.

Hirakawa Zhewen responded by kissing him again.

……

Their way of saying hello didn't stop until several minutes later.

The pure white shirt, the blush face, make people daydream.

Shinohara Shiori handed him her bento, and after freeing her hands, panted, she began to straighten her long hair.

"Teacher Hirakawa, it's really time to eat."

In terms of tone, it seemed that he was all to blame.

Hirakawa Tetsubun looked at the bento, then at the girl.

"The delay for so long should be Shiori's fault."

"..."

Shiori Shinohara finished straightening her long hair, put down her hand, and took the bento from his hand again.

"That--"

She smiled dignifiedly, but her eyes were burning.

"Teacher Hirakawa, do you like this?"

"..."

His face was red, he was out of breath, and his gaze was hot again.

The outstanding appearance is already unbearable to be violated, but now the appearance is even more unbearable.

Therefore, Tetsufumi Hirakawa did not answer this question with words.

-

"Obviously, Teacher Pingchuan took the initiative, but in the end, he lost again."

"..."

The air was against the skin, and sweat was already seeping from his body.

Hirakawa Tetsubun didn't speak, and gently wiped away the fine sweat on the girl's face that was so soft that it would sink in at the first touch with his hand.

Shinohara Shiori smiled, and also stretched out a hand to wipe his face lightly.

"Okay, really, let's eat."

"Ah."

There were no surprises this time.

It's just that when Hirakawa Tetsufumi picked up his lunch box——

The eldest lady took a look and frowned slightly.

Hirakawa Tetsubun looked at his bento, and then at Shinohara Shiori who was leaning beside him: "What's wrong?"

"Ms. Hirakawa's bento is from a convenience store?"

"Yes."

The tone of course invites dissatisfaction.

"Just eat this?"

"After all, I don't want to do it myself."

"..."

It's lazy speech that fits the style.

Shinohara Shiori sighed, a little helpless,
"Then tomorrow, I'll bring lunch for Mr. Hirakawa."

It was clearly an interrogative sentence, but there was no questioning tone, the matter was settled like this, and the eldest lady's gaze could not be refuted.

Hirakawa Zhewen nodded tactfully, and then asked - of course, other questions.

"Did Shiori make it herself?"

"of course."

"Miss also wants to cook?"

"Although I don't usually use it, I must know it."

"That's it."

"Mr. Hirakawa, don't forget that Shiori's home economics class is also A."

"Too."

Shinohara Shiori, the perfect girl, is so perfect that she is an A in all aspects.

"...What is Teacher Hirakawa thinking?"

"No."

Facing the perfect young lady Hirakawa Tetsufumi, she looked away.

"It feels very disrespectful."

"Why, it's just that I'm looking forward to the cooking that Shiori personally cooks."

"..."

Under the suspicious eyes of the young lady, Hirakawa Tetsuwen lifted up the lunch box.

"Okay, let's start eating lunch."

After saying this sentence countless times, he actually opened the bento box.

"let's start."

"..."

The young lady leaning against him looked back.

-

Seriously or not, lunch was finished. In short, after the two of them finished eating, it was almost time to start practicing again.

"Okay, Mr. Hirakawa, it's time to go."

Finally, she straightened her hair, straightened the slightly wrinkled shirt, and regained the posture of a young lady, Shinohara Shiori opened the door of the roof, said, and glanced back.

"..."

There was no sound behind.

However, she felt a little reluctance from the silence.

The girl chuckled lightly.

She returned to the teacher's side and raised her face.

"Ms. Hirakawa, are you reluctant to part with Shiori?"

"..."

The intoxicating appearance cannot be denied.

The girl stretched out her hand, adjusted his teacher's uniform, and said, "Don't forget, tomorrow is free practice."

"Free practice." Hirakawa Tetsufumi repeated the word.

"Well, free practice."

"..."

Shinohara Shiori stood on tiptoe and gave him a superficial kiss, a dream-like kiss.

Free practice means that the voice part or the individual can practice by themselves, but as a soloist and a proud young lady, she has always practiced alone.

"Teacher Hirakawa, Shiori is leaving first."

"……Um."

Hirakawa Zhewen nodded slightly.

-

After Shinohara Shiori went back for a while, Hirakawa Tetsubun started to walk down and returned to the concert hall of the performance department.

The afternoon practice started like this. Hirakawa Tetsufumi sat quietly on the side, thinking about, thinking about what happened with this girl, and looking forward to it.

He looked at Shiori Shinohara, who was sitting on the playing seat, playing seriously.

The meaning is obvious, tomorrow, the whole day, from [-]:[-] am to [-]:[-] pm, nine hours, this girl's time belongs to him, and they can spend it together.

He can hug this young lady's soft body to his heart's content, kiss her lips, admire her outstanding appearance, and practice quietly with her...

There is a lot of time, and there are many things I want to do.

As long as you are with her, you don't have to think about anything lightly.

Hirakawa Tetsufumi was already intoxicated by this.

He sat in his seat, looking forward to it.

Then suddenly, in the ensemble crowd, he clearly saw the girl he was looking at, and glanced at him, with a smile on the corner of her mouth, and her eyes blinked slightly.

"..."

She is saying:
"Ms. Hirakawa, Shiori is also looking forward to it."

"..."

Hirakawa Zhewen couldn't help but smile on the corner of his mouth.

……

After practice in the afternoon, I said goodbye to the girl, went home, and waited for the next day.

I can't fall asleep at night, but if I can't sleep, it will take a long time, and I finally forced myself to fall asleep.

When I woke up, I got up from the bed, took a shower, had breakfast, and for the first time looked forward to going to school so much.

And next to Moriya's school gate, the dignified young lady is also waiting for him.

"Good morning, Teacher Hirakawa."

The morning of August 8th started with Shiori Shinohara's good morning.

The two walked into the campus where there was no one in the early morning.

The footsteps that belonged to the two of them alone, and then, the time that belonged to the two of them alone.

"Teacher Hirakawa, what are you thinking?"

At a distance of more than one meter, the eldest lady glanced at his lost face.

"..."

Hirakawa Zhewen withdrew his attention, looked back at her gaze, and looked back at her face as beautiful as a glimpse in a dream.

"I'm wondering... will this kind of dream wake up?"

"Huh?" The girl slightly tilted her head, "Why does Teacher Pingchuan think so again?"

"Because it's too light, I can't help but think so."

"is it?"

"Ah."

"..."

"..."

Walked quietly for a while.

"Teacher Hirakawa."

"what happened?"

"Actually, for Shiori, in the past few days, it occasionally feels like a dream." The girl said softly next to her ear.

"Is that so?"

"Well. But, it's okay, as long as we continue together, it's fine."

"……Um."

(End of this chapter)