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

Chapter 239 National Competition, Next Time Definitely

Hazuki Reya left just like that, saying goodbye without any delay.

Hirakawa Zhewen looked at the people passing by on the street, and the figure of the girl had indeed disappeared.

Really free and easy.

He let out a long sigh of emotion, and then, he took another step and walked towards the hotel.

As he said just now, there should be no chance for him and her to meet after that.

If you think about it this way, it is inevitable that you will feel a little emotional.

Although the relationship is not very close, she has listened to so many things in his heart these few times. In this case, it is really difficult to define the relationship between them accurately.

friend?Confidant... uh, seems like too much.

It can only be said that it is a relatively special and familiar person, isn't that right?
It's such a simple farewell...

Well, not right.

In fact, this kind of thing is also difficult to say.

I met on the roof of Ushan before, and then I met at a convenience store when I was wandering around at night.

When I went to Kyoto last time, I went to the convenience store where she worked, and it happened to be the time when she worked.

And this time the national competition, even in the bustling Nagoya, a street full of people, can also be so coincidentally met.

If he thinks about it this way, maybe something will happen to him in the future, and then, it is not impossible to meet her suddenly on the streets of Kyoto.

Ok……

But if you think about it carefully, forget it. After all, if this is the case, it means that he probably encountered some troubles again, so I don't want it.

On the way back to the hotel, Hirakawa Tetsuwen thought about this kind of thing, and then arrived at the door of the hotel.

Facing the brightly lit hotel in the night, he stopped for a while.

In his heart, he put aside the matter about Hazuki Reya for the time being, and was occupied by the matter of this national competition.

National competition, silver medal...how should I put it.

It stands to reason that compared with last year's bronze award, there has indeed been an improvement, and one should be happy.

If Moritani won the silver award last year, he would definitely be happy, because everyone's expectation is the bronze award, and of course he is happy to win the silver award.

But this year, the daily catchphrases and exercises of the Moritani Performance Club aim at the gold medal.

Before the competition, in order to boost morale, all the students were asked to use their best, which also means that this time they are heading towards the national gold medal.

At the end of the performance, before the results were announced, it was said that there was a chance to win the national gold medal.

——Indeed, in their opinion, Moriya does have a chance.

However, the result came out, and it was a silver medal.

The gap between high expectations and unrealized reality will inevitably make people sad.

After the game, almost everyone in Moritani fell into a state of depression.

Even Hirakawa Zhewen was a little absent-minded when he got the result, let alone these participating students.

This kind of result is indeed uncomfortable, but it can only be accepted.

The national competition is over like this, and they will return to Moriya tomorrow. At that time, the school will post a banner to congratulate the students who won the silver medal in the national competition.

"..."

I really don't know what to say.

Hirakawa Tetsubun sighed and walked into the hotel.

In fact, it was Shinohara Shiori who worried him the most.

With such a result, how would this girl who is not willing to admit defeat feel?

……

Thinking about such a question, Hirakawa Tetsuwen, who had just walked into the hotel door, suddenly stopped after a few steps.

Because, he heard familiar footsteps behind him and entered the hotel from outside the hotel door.

Almost subconsciously, a figure appeared in his mind - just relying on the familiar footsteps by his ears.

Human's hunch is really hard to tell, sometimes it is so accurate.

Hirakawa Tetsuwen turned around, so he saw, under the bright light of the hotel's Tang ceiling, the girl who had just entered the hotel, her face seemed to be a little pale due to loss of strength, and amidst the paleness, there was reflection on her cheeks. A little reddish.

At night at the end of October, my forehead was even stained with sweat, and my hair stuck to it.

She held the golden trumpet in her hand, shining brightly, just like it did when she played solo on the field this morning.

This girl is Shiori Shinohara.

"..."

"..."

The two met again like this.

Hirakawa Zhewen also saw it. After the girl walked in and saw him, she gradually stopped and stopped.

There was some silence between the two looking at each other.

"...Xiaoyuan-san." Hirakawa Tetsufumi took the lead in breaking the brief silence that made one wonder what to do.
"..."

After his voice fell, Shinohara Shiori came back to his senses, and stared at him, his eyes began to look down.

She bowed solemnly.

"Mr. Hirakawa, hello."

The voice didn't carry much emotion, just like the chilly autumn wind blowing into the hotel from the cold night.

On the beautiful face after getting up, the expression was also very cold.

But ah...

Hirakawa Tetsufumi saw a little red hidden under the coldness in Shinohara Shiori's eye sockets.

She cried, and it wasn't that long ago.

"...It's so late, did you just come back?"

"Ah."

"...Going to practice the trumpet?"

"Um."

"..."

The game has just ended...

Tetsubun Hirakawa looked at the trumpet in Shiori Shinohara's hand, not knowing what to say.

"That's it...then...it's getting late, go back to your room and rest early."

"Ok."

Shiori Shinohara nodded lightly, her messy long hair swayed a little, then walked past him, brushing past him and heading upstairs to the hotel.

Hirakawa Zhewen was left standing in the lobby of the hotel, looking at the girl's departure direction, the back of which had already disappeared, and his thoughts were a little confused.

Standing alone in the night, facing the night wind blowing the trumpet... What appeared in my mind was the scene.

The red eye sockets are also distressing.

Hirakawa Tetsubun was silent as he recalled Shinohara Shiori's gesture.

Maybe he could find a way to comfort him in the past, but now, even if there is an urge to comfort the girl suddenly in his heart, he can't do it.

Now he has no position to do so.

Putting his hands into the pockets of his coat, Tetsufumi Hirakawa walked upstairs with his head down, and started to walk back to the room.

Shiori Shinohara...

So, under the circumstances, should he just leave like this?
Thinking of the flushed eye sockets of this eldest lady just now made him feel dull.

What should we do?

Worrying about this kind of problem, his footsteps also lowered, and his eyes never left his own toes.
Just like that, he walked up the stairs step by step, came to his own floor, and then walked towards the door of the room.

just.

"Teacher Hirakawa..."

When walking out of the stairs and approaching the door of the room, Hirakawa Zhewen heard such a voice.

The voice is very squeamish, and the voice line looks very cute.However, it can be heard that there is a little crying in this call.

"..."

Hirakawa Tetsufumi raised his gaze a little—just a little, because the teacher standing in front of the closed door of his room was not tall and only reached his chest.

Ogasa Suzuki, with a lovely face, pouted as soon as she saw him, looking very pitiful.

"You are finally back."

"..."

Faced with this sudden appearance, Hirakawa Zhewen was obviously a little stunned.

"Ms. Ogasa? What's wrong?"

Ogasa Suzuki still looked sad.

"Okay... can we talk about it after we go in?"

"...uh, so, what's wrong?"

"I've been standing here waiting for Mr. Hirakawa. I've been waiting for a long time... so tired."

"..."

Anyway, just like that, Hirakawa Tetsufumi opened the door of his room, allowing the female teacher who had been standing and waiting for him for some reason to enter the room to sit down and have a rest.

Of course, in order to prove his innocence, the door was left wide open and not closed.

"Ms. Xiaoli, what's wrong?"

Hirakawa Tetsuwen stood by the door, keeping a safe distance, looking at Ogasa Suzuki who was sitting at the table.

After Ogasa Suzuki sat down, she still stared at him sadly.

"Teacher Pingchuan, our national competition only has silver medals."

"..."

It really is this matter.

Well, now there should be nothing else that can make this teacher so sad except this incident.

Hirakawa Tetsubun stared at Ogasa Suzuki's face, feeling a little unsure of what to do.

It's normal to be sad, after all, Suzuki Ogasa did put in a lot of energy in normal times, but didn't get the expected results.

"That. It's all right, Teacher Xiaoli. Although I didn't get the gold award, the silver award is not bad. Compared with last year, it has improved a bit."

Hirakawa Tetsufumi sighed inwardly, and began to comfort Ogasa Suzuki.

"But Moritani's goal is the gold medal." Ogasa Suzuki said.

"This... there is no way. However, this also shows that we are one step closer to the goal, doesn't it?"

"But in the final analysis, I didn't win the gold medal."

"The national competition is not only one chance, it doesn't matter, there will be another chance next year."

"But……"

"Mr. Xiaoli, do you know that there is a saying that makes a little progress every day. Actually, think about it now, we who just won the Bronze Award, set our goal on the Gold Award so quickly. In fact, it is a bit too big a step gone."

"Can……"

Ogasa Suzuki seemed to want to refute.

But Hirakawa Tetsuwen didn't give her a chance to speak.

"Although it is true that the goal is to set a higher level, in fact, the performance competition is all about strength. It is not easy to progress from the bronze award to the silver award in one year. It has already proved our strength. The effort was not in vain.”

"..."

"Right?"

"Don't be sad anymore. Many things can't be achieved all at once. However, as long as you don't give up, you still have a chance. This time we won the silver award, and next time, maybe we will win the gold award."

"..."

This teacher who has a childlike heart in all aspects seems to be easy to comfort.

Within a few words, he began to lower his head and think about what Hirakawa Tetsuwen said.

Hirakawa Tetsufumi continued to smile peacefully.

"Anyway, that's it. It's okay. There's still a chance next year."

"..."

After the voice fell, there was no immediate response, Ogasa Suzuki was still thinking about something.

However, if you want to comfort someone, you shouldn't let the other person think alone at this time.

When you are sad, it is difficult to look at the problem rationally. The more you think about it, the more sad you are. This is the majority of situations in this situation.

Therefore, Hirakawa Tetsuwen did not just stand by and wait, but continued to comfort the teacher.

"From the bronze medal to the silver medal, and then from the silver medal to the gold medal, it is normal to progress slowly."

"It doesn't matter. After a period of serious practice, it is not easy for Moritani to reach such a level. Mr. Xiaoli has also tried his best."

"It's nothing to be sorry about."

"..."

Just talking with the teacher in this way gave her no time to recall the somewhat unacceptable fact of the "National Competition Silver Award" by herself.

After waiting for a while, Ogasa Suzuki seemed to be getting better at last, at least, she was no longer looking sad.

"Okay, Teacher Ogasa."

Hirakawa Tetsuwen stepped forward, took a few sheets of paper, and handed them helplessly to the teacher who was so sad that he cried during the comforting process.

"Thank you, Teacher Hirakawa." Ogasa Suzuki took it with some embarrassment, and wiped her eyes with a tissue.

"It's nothing, Teacher Xiaoli usually does his best, but it's normal that he can't accept it now. It's not like me. I can't help you in normal times, and there is only so much I can do."

Hirakawa Zhewen said something self-deprecating, and continued.

"Speaking of which, Teacher Xiaoli, at the end of the competition, you looked okay, why did you suddenly... like this."

"..."

When the results were obtained today, Ogasa Suzuki who was sitting next to him did look a little sad, but as a teacher, he still tried his best to get up and cheer up the low-spirited students.

As a result... Now that it's night, do you suddenly feel so sad that you cry?

Facing his question, Suzuki Ogasa, who was wiping her eyes with a tissue, stopped, and then slightly lowered her head.

"Actually...just now, a student came to me."

"Huh? What's wrong?"

"Because of this result, they were also very sad, so I started to comfort them. As a result, as I talked, I also felt very sad. When they left, I... cried."

"..."

Tetsufumi Hirakawa blinked his eyes and looked at Ogasa Suzuki who lowered his head.

"..."

"..."

The room was a little quiet, Ogasa Suzuki shyly clutched the tissue.

For a moment, seeing such a female teacher, Hirakawa Zhewen wanted to laugh.

Comforting the students, did you end up putting yourself in it?
This is really...

Of course, Hirakawa Tetsuwen still held back his smile.

"Okay, Mr. Xiaoli, it's okay. Also, it's getting late now, let's go back to the room."

"Uh-huh."

Ogasa Suzuki nodded and got up from her seat.

However, when he was about to go out, he suddenly turned his head and raised his hand, in a cheering gesture, and said.

"Teacher Hirakawa, next year, let's continue to work hard and win the gold medal together?"

"..."

however……

Facing Ogasa Suzuki's words, Hirakawa Tetsufumi's expression suddenly became hesitant.

next year……

(End of this chapter)