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

Chapter 206
On the morning of August 8, it was still the rooftop.

When Hirakawa Tetsufumi just walked out of the concert hall, he could hear the familiar trumpet sound of Shinohara Shiori from above.

So he went up the stairs, pushed open the door of the roof, and saw the girl who was already missed even though he had only parted for a short time.

The sky above the open terrace is bright blue dotted with ethereal and distant clouds.

Below, a beautiful figure bathed in the morning light of August, with long hair draped behind her, a white shirt on her body, and slender and straight legs sticking out from under the plaid skirt...

Everything is so beautiful, it is greedy.

With her back to the roof door, she played the etude seriously.

Hirakawa Tetsubun watched her.

The music in my ears, the forest under the blue sky, has come to the second half.

The lark flew far away, and the silent forest echoed a long and long melody.

Hirakawa Zhewen did not choose to interrupt her.

He turned around, closed the door softly without making a sound, and then walked forward.

The melody in his ears covered up his footsteps, and the position of the rising sun at this moment casts shadows to the back side.

He slowly walked behind the girl, and looked closely at the girl's moving back.

The beautiful melody was still going on, Miss Shinohara was practicing with a trumpet in her hand, and didn't notice his arrival.

Just seeing her like this, Hirakawa Zhewen could not help but smile when he saw beautiful things.

He controlled his breathing, controlled his steps, and took a slow, silent, and final step forward.

He was already standing behind Shiori Shinohara, within reach.

Lowering his head, he could smell the faint sweetness wafting from his hair.

And through the long hair, from the side, one can glimpse the girl's snow-white neck hidden in it.

Hirakawa Tetsuwen stretched out his hands, gently wrapped around her waist with both hands, and hugged her.

Through the thin summer shirt, wrapping around the girl's waist, one can easily feel the delicate skin of the young girl.

The sound of playing stopped abruptly.

In his hands, the girl's originally soft body stiffened instantly.Then, slowly relaxed again.

She was aware of his arrival.

Shinohara Shiori didn't look back at him, and the stopped melody sounded in her ears again.

Hirakawa Tetsubun just put his arms around the girl's waist and listened attentively.

But only after a while, before the end of playing came, he couldn't bear it anymore.

He lowered his head and used the tip of his nose to brush away the girl's long hair scattered on the side, and a neck so tender that one could think of taking a bite appeared in sight.

He buried it in, and the girl's body exuded a seductive fragrance.

……

The flute changed its tune.

Hirakawa Tetsufumi left a soft kiss on it.

However, he didn't make any more movements. He raised his face and rested his chin on the girl's shoulder, just hugging her like this.

As a result, the melody returned to the right track and gradually came to an end.

In the end, under the quiet embrace, the long melody came to a stillness, and the trumpet in the girl's hand, which glowed bright golden in the sun, stopped making any sound.

Shiori Shinohara finally turned around and spoke.

"Teacher Hirakawa... um."

The voice of the voice stopped abruptly like the sound of playing just now.

When the girl just turned around, Hirakawa Zhewen took the girl's delicate lips in his mouth and tasted it.

"..."

"..."

Amidst the practice sounds of other students coming from below, the two quickly immersed themselves in the sweet and greasy atmosphere between each other, blocking all sounds.

……

When she regained her senses, the girl's soft body was already gently leaning against his arms.

"Teacher Hirakawa."

"Ah."

Tetsubun Hirakawa kissed Shinohara Shiori's side face, and then responded.

"Why did you appear suddenly?" Just after playing the trumpet and kissing him for a long time, Shiori Shinohara's breath was already panting.

"It's just that I don't want to disturb Shiori's practice." Hirakawa Tetsufumi was also panting, no better than her.

"It's still disturbing."

"That's the plan, but I can't help it."

"..."

"..."

Hirakawa Tetsuwen lowered his head again, sniffing the scent of the girl's neck.

"It smells good."

She shrank her neck.

"It's a little itchy."

"Ah."

"..."

"..."

"It seems that Mr. Hirakawa's self-control is a bit weak."

"Why can't Shiori be too attractive?"

"Hmm..." Shiori Shinohara pondered for a moment, then nodded, "That's true."

"Although this is the case, if I agree so much, it is a bit..."

"Some what?"

"Something cute."

"Just 'some'?"

"How about 'very'?"

"good."

The proud eldest lady reluctantly agreed to use the word "very" to modify her cuteness.

Hirakawa Zhewen couldn't help kissing her again.

After it was over, he still held her quietly in his arms.

The two chatted in a flat manner, without deliberately looking for topics, so the topics are naturally jumping.

"Teacher Hirakawa, why did it take you so long to arrive?" Shinohara Shiori stretched out her hand and wiped the saliva from the side of her face.

"Long time?"

"Ah."

"Students who have registered will come up after registration."

"Ah."

"..."

"..."

"Shiori is about to start practicing." Shinohara Shiori rubbed her hand on Hirakawa Tetsufumi's body.

Hirakawa Tetsubun didn't care, stretched out his hand to support Shiori Shinohara's cheek, sunk his thumb in, then bent down, and kissed her lips again.

"hold on."

"..."

-

Practice started after 10 minutes.

After all, the Tokyo Metropolitan Competition is only a few days away, and the time is also approaching the National Competition in October.

With a blushing face, Shiori Shinohara finished tidying up her shirt, put her loose long hair behind her ears, took the trumpet, and left Tetsufumi Hirakawa's arms, and the young lady's fluttering sound reappeared on the rooftop that had been quiet for a long time. .

Tetsufumi Hirakawa was on the sidelines, just watching and listening, just like in the wind section practice in the past.It's just that there are only him and Shinohara Shiori here, no one else.

He could look at the girl to his heart's content, stay by her side, hold her body when he was resting, kiss her seductive lips, and feel the softness.

Everything is indeed going on like a dream.

……

It's noon.

Tetsufumi Hirakawa and Shiori Shinohara returned to the shadow cast by the wall next to the rooftop gate.

Tired from standing all morning, Tetsufumi Hirakawa sat on the ground, leaning against the wall, stretching out his legs.

The girl sat on his lap, leaning against him.

"Teacher Hirakawa."

"Ah."

"It's time for lunch." Shinohara Shiori glanced at the arms around her waist.

"En." Hirakawa Tetsubun responded, but there was no sign of letting go.

"Shiori made it herself."

"Ah."

"Don't expect it?"

"Of course not." Hirakawa Tetsufumi shook his head.

"what is that?"

"..."

Taste Shiori before tasting the lunch that Shiori made - in this sudden kiss again, Shinohara Shiori felt such a message.

She closed her eyes and responded.

……

"If this continues, it will be like yesterday again. It took an hour for lunch."

"It's okay, I have a lot of time today."

"..."

"..."

"What's wrong?"

Tetsubun Hirakawa felt Shinohara Shiori's gaze.

Then, in his line of sight, the front view was almost completely occupied by the girl's delicate face.

Her lips were less than a few millimeters away from his mouth, and they kept touching as she opened her mouth.

"Although this is very good, Mr. Hirakawa is really different today from yesterday."

"is it?"

Hirakawa Zhewen couldn't help but kissed and asked.

"Ah."

"Why is it different?"

"Hmm..." Miss Shinohara pondered for a moment, "Are you more clingy?"

"Hmm..." Hirakawa Zhewen also thought about it for a while, and finally nodded, "It seems to be."

"why?"

And under the girl's questioning gaze, Hirakawa Tetsubun hugged her tightly.

The fiery body temperature passed between the two.

After a long time, he opened his mouth and answered Shiori Shinohara's question.

"I can't seem to live without Shiori—I feel that way."

"...Is it now?"

"What?" Tetsufumi Hirakawa raised his face and stared at Shiori Shinohara.

The smile on the corner of the girl's mouth was hot and haunting.

This time it was her who hugged him tightly.

She whispered in his ear, the puff of air tickling her ears.

"Shiori has long been inseparable from you."

"..."

"..."

"Ah."

Hirakawa Zhewen also hugged her tightly again.

The two embraced in a quiet atmosphere, as if they were drowning in a dream that they did not want to wake up from.

……

But no matter what, you have to be sober.

"Teacher Hirakawa."

"what happened?"

"Although I can understand that Hirakawa-sensei doesn't want to leave Shiori, please let Shiori go."

"how?"

"lunch."

"Oh." Hirakawa Zhewen just remembered that he was going to have lunch, and he let go of his hand.

Shinohara Shiori also let go, got up from Hirakawa Tetsufumi's lap, and skillfully arranged the shirt, plaid skirt, and long hair.

After that, the door to the roof was opened.

"Ms. Hirakawa, please wait for Shiori for a few minutes."

"Ah."

……

In a few minutes, the girl's figure reappeared on the rooftop.

She walked over, handed the bento box to Hirakawa Tetsuwen, and naturally sat down on Hirakawa Tetsufumi's lap while pressing the hem of the plaid skirt.

"I am back."

"Ah."

The way they say hello is to kiss.

But this time it was just a touch away.

The two quietly had their lunch on the rooftop that belonged to them alone.

"How is Shiori's cooking skills?"

"I have already experienced Shiori's love." Hirakawa Tetsufumi answered this question in a subtle way.

The girl glanced at him disapprovingly.

The home economics class A and so on are really only on paper, and the cooking skills of the young lady who has not experienced in actual combat can only be said to be edible.

-

After lunchtime, it's time for afternoon practice.

Shiori Shinohara, who had been sitting in Tetsubun Hirakawa's arms for an unknown amount of time, decided to start practicing.

"Teacher Hirakawa, Shiori is about to start practicing."

"..."

There is a haunting breath in the silence.

"Don't you want to?"

Hirakawa Tetsubun was still holding the girl in his arms, his soft and intoxicating body didn't want to let go.

"Just practice like this?"

"..."

capricious request.

It just so happens that the eldest lady is also a willful person.

……

Tetsubun Hirakawa held Shinohara Shiori in his arms, and didn't move or speak.

Shiori Shinohara, holding a trumpet, sat on the lap of the teacher behind her, leaning against him, and played the melody.

In front of me, the summer sun became particularly bright after noon, dyeing most of the rooftop in golden color.Below, there is also the same melody, vaguely echoing it.

The practice in the afternoon has officially started.

The fingers are proficiently pressing down on the piston of the trumpet, and the melody that has been practiced countless times can be played instinctively almost without deliberate recall.

Although ecstasy, but does not affect the beautiful melody.

Shiori Shinohara was indeed lost in thought, thinking about it.

She was thinking about everything that happened in the past few days, and everything that happened to the teacher behind her.

From the ceremony that night, the last decision, and then, from that kiss, as her teacher Hirakawa said, everything was like a dream.

In fact, she didn't understand what was going on.

The firm look of that last refusal already made people lose any hope.

However, it is definitely not in her character to do nothing and just give up.

So, when the fireworks bloomed to the top, she finally launched the final offensive.

Although, from confession, holding hands, hugging, kissing... everything proceeds slowly in this way is the most anticipated love in Shiori Shinohara's mind.

But time was running out, the teacher had made the final refusal, and it would be too late if she didn't do something else.

So she kissed it.

She hoped to be successful, but in fact she didn't expect it to be so successful.

'It is indeed like a dream. '

But it doesn't matter, such a dream is exactly what she wants, just don't wake up.

She hopes that this teacher, together with her, can always, always continue this dream-like reality.

' Just go on like this. '

……

The sound of playing continued until it stopped, and Shiori Shinohara withdrew her thoughts.

She turned around.

"Old Hirakawa..."

The voice of speaking gradually became smaller, and there was no sound.

The teacher behind her leaned against the wall, with her eyes closed, breathing steadily.

He fell asleep.

"..."

"..."

Couldn't help laughing, put it away again, Shinohara Shiori leaned down, and gently left a kiss on his lips.

The past few days are indeed absurd like a dream, they have kissed countless times, like a couple in love.

However, they never made their relationship clear.

Teachers and students, lovers?
Don't think too much about dreams.

Shinohara Shiori got up, walked to a place a little further away, and started practicing.

……

When Hirakawa Zhewen woke up, his back was sore.

Sleeping against a wall, of course.

Looking back at the wall he was leaning against, Hirakawa Tetsubun supported it and stood up.

"Teacher Hirakawa."

Shinohara Shiori not far away had noticed him and walked over.

"Shiori."

"woke up?"

"Ah."

"Can I fall asleep while holding Shiori?"

"...I didn't sleep well last night."

"Ok?"

Hirakawa Tetsubun embraced the girl who was naturally leaning against him.

"I was looking forward to today too much, so I didn't sleep well."

"..."

"What are you laughing at?" Hirakawa Zhewen kissed the girl.

"There's still a lot of time, Hirakawa-sensei."

"..."

"There are several days of practice every week."

"Yes." Hirakawa Zhewen nodded, "We can always be together."

"Ah."

"If I also come to school during Mr. Xiaoli's attendance time, will I be able to stay together longer?"

"...It's impossible for Shiori to come to school every day, Mr. Hirakawa."

"……Um."

"Disappointed?"

"A bit."

"But it's okay this week."

"Is it possible?" Hirakawa Zhewen was a little surprised.

"Well, it's fine." Shinohara Shiori kissed him.

There was no sound, and the two kissed quietly.

……

However, everything that was agreed did not come as promised.

It didn't take long, on Thursday evening, Hirakawa Tetsufumi met Hisada Moki.

So, the dream woke up.

(End of this chapter)