I, Iron Pilot, work as a teacher in Azure Files

"teacher……"

The timid girl's voice sounded from her side, like a stubborn little beast that was frightened but unwilling to leave, stubbornly guarding the side of the person she identified, and quietly raised her head to look up at him.

Luo Lin turned his head and met the light golden eyes of the khaki girl, then moved his gaze down slightly, and saw the umbrella handle in her hand with the pure white background and the momofriends pattern printed on it.

"Rifumi?"

The young Iron Pilot opened his mouth, but all the words he wanted to say turned into a helpless smile, and he raised his hand to gently stroke her hair that had obviously not been combed since she got up, and was even somewhat damp with the moisture of the rain.

"Sorry, I scared you, when did you come?"

"Well……"

The girl stretched out her hand, scratched her cheek in embarrassment, vaguely mentioned whether she was frightened, and then pointed to the side of the runway.

"Arrived just after you stopped, teacher."

"Well, thanks, the umbrella is very nice."

"Hey hey..."

Chapter 160 Five After the Rain Story (Two in One)

Hifumi was laughing stupidly, twisting the little hand holding the umbrella handle, like a child whose hobbies have been recognized by the elders, a little shy and excited blush appeared on her face.

But this kind of emotion didn't last long. After only a short while, the girl pressed the joy into her heart, tried her best to straighten her expression, and looked up and down at Luo Lin, whose eyes were drenched. There was a hint of anxiety in it that I might not even be aware of.

"Well, teacher, it's better to go back and change your clothes first. You might get sick in this state."

"Sick? No way."

Luo Lin smiled, took the umbrella from Hifumi who was trying to raise it high, moved slightly towards her, and turned to look at the rain outside the umbrella.

"It's just raining, and I get used to it after a lot of experience. Adapting to various extreme weather and environments is my basic requirement for myself."

"And if you think about it carefully, it's true that I haven't trained in the rain for a long time. If this continues, that instinct should be rusty, so I just want to revisit it today."

"instinct?"

Hifumi bit his words, staring at Luo Lin with light golden eyes like little suns, and tilted his head in puzzlement.

"Instinct about what, teacher?"

"a lot of things."

Luo Lin laughed, and summed up the blood and gunpowder smoke in his memory with four vague words, which was an understatement, and he didn't intend to go into details with Hifomi.

If he insists on doubling his previous experience, he actually has a lot of interesting or oolong things he can tell the students. Presumably, he can also get the knowing smiles from the girls in his spare time, but there is absolutely nothing wrong with him. Including this part of Hifumi's inquiry.

After all, there are many memories in it that even he himself doesn't bother to recall too much.

It's not that I don't dare, it's just that it doesn't make sense.

Waking up—carrying out exhausting devil training—receiving a mission order—boarding a transport plane and airborne—killing people—completing the mission and withdrawing the team—returning to the base or in the field to continue training—going to bed and falling asleep.

In the final analysis, those days were just such a monotonous and boring repetitive process. Apart from joking and teasing each other with comrades in arms, and the high-speed rush of speeding through the hail of bullets, there was really no fun to speak of, so let’s not talk about it.

"Okay, Hifumi, go to the side and wait for me for a while, my morning exercise is not over yet."

Shaking his head, and putting aside the messy thoughts in his mind, Luo Lin raised his hand and patted the top of Hifumi's head, and casually raised his chin towards the side of the runway.

"Or if you feel cold, you can go back to the dormitory and sleep for a while, anyway, it's not time for you to get up yet."

"I chased you out when I got up to go to the bathroom and found that the door of your room was unlocked, teacher. Now even if I go back, I probably won't be able to sleep."

Hifumi's little head didn't move, letting the top of her head be wet by a little rain in Luo Lin's palm, she raised her head slightly, and looked at Luo Lin's face, not hiding the worry in her eyes.

"Teacher, if you have to train in the rain, it's better to be careful, it's easy to get hurt."

"it is good."

Hearing the girl's restless exhortation, Luo Lin could only smile helplessly, raised his hand and put the handle of the umbrella back into her palm, and walked out of the area covered by the umbrella.

He didn't lie to Rifumi, it was just rain, and he had indeed faced too much before.

The border is a very large star area, so large that even with the size of the rebel army or the IMC company, it is impossible to supervise it in every aspect, so we can only send people in each area after dividing different small areas. stationed in the main star field.

In the area under the jurisdiction of the Eighth Legion of the Rebel Army, there is a planet that is small but can produce quite rare resources. Its status can be called a battleground for military strategists without exaggeration.

Whether it was when he was a rifleman or after he became a pilot, Rollin was sent to this planet to participate in battles. The number of times he was sent to this planet was definitely not rare, and he even had a long-term resident defense when the situation was in a stalemate.

Adding up the pieces, the time spent on this planet may have to be calculated in units of years.

Coincidentally, the meteorological environment of this planet is particularly rainy, and it is not very uncommon for there to be no sunny days for half a year and eight months.

When he stayed there, he had experienced all the raining methods he could think of in his life. Whether it was in the fortifications where bullets rubbed shoulders or behind the enemies guarding everywhere, he would never be without the one who accompanied him. The sound of clattering rain.

In fact, when he was training himself with the scene in his memory, the imaginary enemy Iron Pilot who appeared was also one of the enemies he had fought against on this planet.

In fact, Luo Lin likes to use this method of immersing himself in the scene. When the blade brushes against his body, the feeling of hair standing on his head cannot be felt by punching a sandbag.

But now that Hifumi is watching from the side, this method of reminiscing the experience must not be used anymore. After all, even if there is no weapon in hand, the killing intent bursting out from the inside out of the body following the recollection cannot be faked.

In front of the students, Luo Lin was willing to restrain himself a little to prevent himself from causing any bad influence on them.

Facing the increasingly violent wind and rain, he stood still in the middle of the playground and began to exercise himself as usual.

Hifumi stood beside the runway, facing the cold wind whizzing past her, she couldn't help shrinking her shoulders, and shivered a little.

She lowered her head and looked at the obvious rain marks on the white sneakers. The toes in the shoes were twisted, and there was a cold and wet touch, and it became even more difficult to lift her feet.

There is no doubt that when going out in such a heavy rain, even if you walk with an umbrella, it is inevitable that your shoes and socks will get wet.

"The feeling of wetness is obviously uncomfortable..."

The girl thought silently in her heart, but her eyes raised uncontrollably, and she locked on Luo Lin who was standing in the rainstorm not far away like a normal person.

The huge wind and rain seemed to him to be non-existent, showing no negative effects at all, and his plain face seemed to be embracing the warm spring breeze.

He hopped and turned around, followed by fierce punches and kicks. Every movement could tear the rain curtain around him, as if he was waving a sharp knife.

The black vest that was soaked by the rain was almost tight-fitting and attached to the torso, making Luo Lin, who was originally in the right shape, extremely thin.

But every time the water drop slides down the stretched muscle line, or is shaken away by a strong movement and blends into the rain curtain, it silently confides a fact to Hifomi——

Under the man's seemingly thin body, what kind of terrifying explosive power like a volcano is hidden.

Hifumi stared at Luo Lin in a daze, but maybe after watching for a long time, she suddenly recalled it, and then felt that her face was burning hot.

"Ugh...!"

Aware of her own thoughts, she let out a small mournful cry, and quickly stretched out her empty hand, covering her eyes horizontally, covering all the scenery in front of her.

The surrounding area was very quiet for a while, and even the rain seemed to be a little lighter—because no matter how loud the bean-sized raindrops hit the umbrella, Hifumi seemed to be able to hear her own fierce heartbeat.

An inexplicable sense of excitement swept over her body, she blinked hesitantly, and quietly moved her little hand down a little, but the moment she caught sight of Luo Lin, she immediately lifted it back to its original position.

After waiting for a while, after confirming that Luo Lin, who was concentrating on training, did not pay attention to her small movements, the girl didn't know why her heart hung up, and then she secretly fell back into her stomach.

She breathed on her cold little hands, and immediately rubbed her face, her big eyes rolled quietly.

Since the teacher didn't specifically emphasize not to look at him, then I shouldn't make him unhappy if I look at it again, right?

And it's not very greedy, is it?Just took a second look.

Well, just one glance, absolutely not too much.

Really don't read much.

……

Time passed quietly in the complex mind of the young girl, but the rain did not mean to become smaller.

Luo Lin's fighting morning training ended as usual, and seeing Hifumi with her cold face flushed, he didn't dare to let her blow the cold wind any more, so he hurriedly dragged her back to the dormitory.

However, when they went back, Hifumi found that everyone in the security department hadn't woken up from their sweet sleep except herself.

In order to avoid her going in and out from disturbing the quality of rest of her friends, she stood hesitantly in the corridor for a while, and then tiptoed into Luo Lin's single room opposite.

"Excuse me, teacher."

Turning around and closing the door, Hifumi cautiously poked her head left and right, but she didn't see Luo Lin's figure, instead she heard a dull familiar voice coming from the bathroom door.

"I'm changing clothes. Your shoes and hair are wet. Take them off and put them away, then sit on the bed. I'll get you a towel later."

"Oh."

The khaki girl obediently responded, leaning on the wall and raised her legs to catch the wet uppers of her shoes. With a little force on her fingers, she took off the shoes, and placed them neatly by the wall.

Her little feet, wearing only wet white socks, felt a little cold on the floor. She shuddered, and after a little hesitation, she took off her socks, touched the floor with her bare toes, and threw herself onto the bed while running and jumping. .

The soft mattress bounced, and he gladly accepted the girl who was not heavy at all, and An Ran wrapped her in his soft and comfortable embrace.

Rifumi propped up the mattress, with her calves under her thighs, looking left and right curiously in a duck-sitting posture, stretching out her hands to pull the sheets for a while, and poking the square quilt for a while. .

Although this was not the first time he had entered the teacher's room, it was the first time that he was in a situation where there was no one around him.

The girl blinked her eyes, glanced quietly at the bathroom separated by a wall, then suddenly bent down, sucking her little nose vigorously.

The faint fragrance of soap wafts on the tip of the nose. It is the smell left over from the usual way of washing sheets, and there is nothing else.

Eh?

Hifumi, who was bent over, was taken aback.

This similar habit... I always feel as if I have seen it before.

Is it Azusa-chan...?

She also seems to prefer only the mildest-smelling laundry detergent or soap to wash her clothes and personal items, and hardly ever sees a strong-scented laundry detergent being used.

Why did the teacher also—

"what are you doing?"

A funny voice sounded from behind her, and Hifumi's thoughts froze in the middle of the operation, and she turned her head tremblingly, and met the man's black eyes.

The temperature rose from her face even more violently than when she was in the rain before, and the girl knew without looking that her face must be as red as the burning clouds in the sky.

"Old, teacher..."

"Okay, relax."

Hearing the girl's stammering voice, Luo Lin couldn't help laughing.

He shook his head, threw the old towel he just used to wipe his body and hair back into the bathroom, strode to the edge of the bed and sat down, lowered his head and smelled it, and said in doubt:

"I just changed the sheets yesterday, isn't it smelly?"

"Eh, that, that..."

Hifumi's eyes wandered left and right, and she hesitated for a while without saying a word, but then, her eyes lit up, and she hurriedly said as if thinking of something:

"Ah, it's not that there's a peculiar smell. It's just that I always feel that the smell on Zijiang's body is very similar to that of the teacher. It's a faint and not obvious type, so I'm just a little curious."

"Oh, this."

Luo Lin nodded as if suddenly, but didn't point it out, as if he accepted the girl's explanation.

He reached out to pat the bed, leaned over and pulled out a new towel that hadn't been used since he bought it from the luggage next to the bedside table, and greeted Rifumi.

"Sit down."

"Ah? Oh..."

Rifumi said "oh", propped herself up and rubbed against Luo Lin, and very consciously showed him the back of her head.

The corner of Luo Lin's mouth twitched, thinking that you girl is quite self-conscious, but after thinking about it, she still held the towel in both hands, and gently covered Hifumi's head.

His movements were obviously jerky, as if he was just imitating the scene imprinted in his memory, he stroked his damp long khaki hair little by little.

While moving his hands carefully, he said:

"Actually, the reason why Xiao Zi and I are used to being close in this respect is very simple, but in a sense, her life in the past is similar to the life in the past."

"For me in the past, one of the most unacceptable things was to let clothes have a strong smell that was too inconsistent with the environment I was in."

"Or to put it more bluntly, those aromas were too 'luxury' for me before, and I really have no luck to enjoy them."

"Ah? Why is that?"

The girl in front of her let out a low exclamation, which sounded like she was interested.

"Because it's dangerous."