Real teaching, hypocritical gray life

"Just [should]? The teacher won't dare to let go without a firm promise, and there's nothing wrong with this. It's normal for students and teachers to have intimate exchanges occasionally."

It wasn't so much that she didn't mind if her breasts were touched, but she was actually just trying to prevent me from escaping the scene.

"No, I am more bothered by this kind of behavior. Misunderstandings in novels and comics are caused by this. And if you must call it an intimate communication, it seems that you can't even respond to the questions of a student."

"Ah, ah, Luo Jun's behavior is still so bad."

Am I a bad person? The fact that I can tolerate his reckless behavior to this extent shows that I am not as bad as I thought...? !

Although it was not a threat, Mr. Hoshinomiya finally [could not resist] my words and loosened his grip slightly. Although it was still in a loose grip, in fact, there was no restraint at all.

"So how long are we going to keep doing this?"

"I don't know~ Even if I'm a math teacher, I can't come to an accurate conclusion by using words like [wait a moment] after weighing it all... Compared to this, does Luo-kun really hate communicating with teachers?"

After the words fell, Mr. Xingzhigong raised his head and put on a pitiful face, his eyes were a little moist. If I didn't know the other party's ambition, maybe I would take this pity seriously.

“I don’t hate communicating with anyone, I just feel an urgency about not knowing the outcome.”

I won’t feel annoyed by people with obviously weird attitudes. After all, I’m not that impatient.

“That’s a flattering statement.”

"However, since Mr. Hoshinomiya can't make a decision, can you take me to the nearby area and let me make the judgment? It's not a good idea to keep going like this."

After hearing my suggestion, Mr. Hoshinomiya leaned on my elbow and thought for a while. After a little hesitation, he finally agreed to my request.

"But Luo Jun has to promise me that I can't do whatever I want."

"Please rest assured. Although Mr. Hoshinomiya has done something bad to me before, I don't object to your presence as a class teacher. However, I will not allow you to act without your coolness."

"............That's great. Sensei doesn't want things to develop to the point where they have to be forced. Of course, if you have to do something [unforced], I will accept it~"

I tried to mix in a joke, but Mr. Hoshinomiya didn't seem to understand. Instead, he made a promise to me in a serious manner.

But it doesn't matter. Anyway, I have the leverage to make him lose the qualification to stay in this school.

I followed Mr. Hoshinomiya out of the student area and arrived at the corner where the reception room was.

"Do we need to use the reception room specifically? You can't say you want to discuss volunteers, right? Isn't that too early?"

"Ahahaha, Luo Jun really loves to joke around, how could he be discussing volunteering? Anyway, let's go downstairs and wait for a while. It doesn't seem very convenient right now."

Teacher Hoshinomiya took me downstairs.

Soon after, two figures appeared in my sight.

I stared at the other person's back.

In this silent atmosphere, all kinds of unfounded speculations swirled in my mind. There were very few clues. No matter how hard I thought, I could not calmly reach an answer that satisfied me.

Even though I knew it was futile to think about it, I couldn't stop thinking about the possibilities related to this matter.

In the end, all the thoughts were left with only an ominous premonition that became the sediment in the mind.

【It has nothing to do with me.】

Only in this way can all conclusions become at ease, and my [intuition] is more inclined in this direction.

"Well, it seems that it is time for us to go up... Luo Jun is such a good boy. I like you very much, teacher."

Faced with such remarks, I could not help but fall silent.

Although it is most likely a false lie, I might still be happy that it is the truth.

Then I met the person on the other side of the door.

Chapter 14 Problems to be solved

The floor and walls of the corridor were treated with a mirror coating, giving off an inorganic sheen. I walked side by side with Mr. Hoshinomiya, who walked at a very fast pace.

Under normal circumstances, people who walk faster generally have a certain degree of confidence, especially researchers. However, I understand that I am just catching up with time.

I don't have any special plans today. It's not that there are no group gatherings, but it's not mandatory, so I don't mind it at all, and this is also a matter for later.

Come to the sign of [Reception Room], Star

Chapter 15 Born a Stranger

"So what exactly are you doing at this school?"

The desolate scene was replaced by another completely different scene. For a moment, I even felt that this school had been abandoned for more than ten years. It was obviously the difference in color that was conveyed.

A red light appeared in the reception room window. The color of the light was like the afterglow of the setting sun, and also like a scorching flame. In any case, this warm light had a soft and gentle atmosphere.

A few white doves flew across the fiery sun.

The explanation of this problem may be considered a difficult problem. If you want to quickly sort out the logic,

Chapter 16 A dull life makes a meaningless sound

Although Teacher Hoshinomiya just made a promise, I think she will try to find me again after she calms down.

I have no choice but to leave the scene, but I will not give up directly without giving up that morbid desire. As for whether I will guarantee to maintain Class A as my goal in the future.

"......"

Ahhh, my thoughts have shifted to other directions again. How could this happen?

I wasn't in the mood to continue wandering around the corridor under the teaching building, so I picked up my cross-body bag that had been left there for a long time and left the lobby on the first floor completely.

Chapter 17: Words That Can Never Be Recoursed

It is still some distance away from the lobby on the first floor of the dormitory.

The moon poured its rich moonlight into the outer corridor.

Looking up at the night sky from under the eaves, you can see a few floating clouds. The dark blue moon is bright and crystal clear, and you can see it all at a glance. The turbid atmosphere of the winter night is even more filled and overflowing in the corridor.

In the dim light, you can't tell how a cloud changes shape in an instant, but if you keep watching it, you'll notice that its shape changes without you noticing. It's the same cloud, but its shape is unpredictable.

After turning the combination lock and matching the numbers, the locked doors and windows opened.

There was a piece of letter stored inside.

Chapter 18: A Night Where Even Morality Difficulties

“Ichinose is in a bad mood, right?”

"Luo Jun has already seen it and still said such a matter-of-fact thing. This is the second time... Last time it was accidental, but this time I may have given a warning. Did Luo Jun do it on purpose?"

"Sorry, my arms are much shorter than I expected. This result is inevitable......"

Although the topic we were talking about was quite embarrassing, and Fanbo's blushing cheeks showed that she was not calm at the moment, she calmly accepted this reality. She didn't even look up to check the state of her skirt, trusting that I would help cover it well.

For a girl, this is too defenseless.

After drawing a few circles on my thighs, Fanbo turned around, facing his face inwards, and shrank back with relief.

To be honest, our current posture is a bit delicate. If either of us gets even slightly closer, something might go wrong. At the same time, I also have to restrain my own desires.

I gently touched Fanbo's soft cheek. Perhaps because of the glaring light from the ceiling, her eyes couldn't open fully and were slightly squinted. I helped cast a small shadow with my hand, and then Fanbo slightly turned her eyes and looked at me calmly.

Her watery eyes were slightly dazed.

"Want to sleep?"

"............No."

She slowly closed her eyes and completely relaxed her body.

Although Fan Bo's expression was obviously much more relaxed, the tiredness was hard to erase. This tired expression was natural and not unexpected. It was all caused by me not telling her. She was almost alone in the narrow and closed dormitory room to face the pressure of the final exam.

I won't feel anything at all...

The sultry temperature prompted me to move my palms away from Fanbo's body. Excessive heat would only cause him to feel disgusted.

"Dinner is curry. Ichinose should be okay with that, right?"

“Curry and rice…?”

"Well, there are potatoes, carrots and beef, just ordinary curry rice...ah, the curry paste used is a bit spicy, do you need my help to prepare it specially?"

"Yes, Luo Jun too. You can't eat anything too spicy at night."

"Then may I exit, please?"

"No, I want to play for a while longer."

Perhaps because he was too tired, Fanbo stated the reason in a very direct way, and even stretched out his hands to hold down my waist when I was about to get up and move.

At least you should find an excuse to convince me......

As long as Ichinose herself can accept it, then the problem is not with her, but I have lost the excuse to step down. My thoughts and physical actions are not consistent, and I still cooperate with her in playing. If this continues, not only I, but also Ichinose will be out of the normal life.

"............Well, once or twice occasionally is no big deal."

"Well, is it not possible?" Fan Bo asked belatedly with his eyes closed.

"If Ichinose doesn't have any particular plans to fill her stomach, then let's leave it at that for now."

"Hum."

Ichinose adjusted her sleeping position. The sofa seat was empty, but Hobo generously occupied all the remaining space. Her eyelids gradually trembled, and her breathing became soothing and rhythmic as I listened.

Just like this day after day, year after year......

Of course, time doesn't pass as fast as I thought it would, and this is just a joke I play on myself, which I find surprisingly funny because I have nothing else to do and no more topics to think about.

When did it start?

In short, it is about the time it takes for normal people to enjoy dinner.

"............Can you help me fix my hair? It's a little itchy near my ear." Fanbo said this and rubbed my trouser leg with his cheek.

She must be acting like a spoiled child, trying to get my [active effort] through this method.

This was an obvious [provocation], but I couldn't find any other way to refuse this trick except to insist, so I did as Fanbo asked.

"Is it this side?"

“……It’s a little itchy.”

I touched the hair tip and plucked away a few messy hairs, then gently scratched them a few times. I said scratching, but in fact it was like sliding a brush dipped in water on the calligraphy and painting.

Our conversation ends here.

I squinted my eyes to block out the light and looked at Fanbo's sleeping face.

I thought maybe I could ask her more about her. Thinking calmly, there are actually many topics to talk about, such as what she was busy doing in the student union today, or asking her what kind of music she likes, and what is special about the decoration of the sailboat............

But I don’t know why I remained silent.

I tucked the hair that was hanging on Fanbo's forehead behind her ears again, and she fell asleep without any greed.

I hesitated for a brief moment and began to question my behavior.

In fact, I am very clear about the reason for my silence. I don’t think Fanbo’s current mental state can continue to support communication with me. It is too inhumane to abruptly ask him to wake up.

I want Ichinose to rest for a while......

However, this kind of thought should not have appeared in me.

This is really a very strange phenomenon. When I am alone with her, with no one around, my body and mind will continue to be stimulated by each other, and the problem becomes more obvious as time goes by............

In this silent time, I just listened to the sound of the boat's breathing. This continuous sound was just the countdown of this troubled time at first, but after life settled down, I felt that the sound seemed to be my heartbeat.

Although the meaning itself is unclear, the atmosphere of being alone has a [charming] effect.

I placed my hand on Ichinose's shoulder, and then covered her slightly cold hand, and finally I felt a fear that I had nowhere to go.

As I was staring at Fanbo's profile, I suddenly saw something.

The world was instantly filled with a layer of mist, and my sight was tightly captured.

At this moment, a special feeling came over me. Because I have never had a clear contact with emotions, I cannot describe this special feeling in words. But it seems that I can describe it with [gravity].

This gravity seemed to come from Ichinose, an irresistible whirlpool in the turbulent sea. At this moment, I was like a small boat struggling helplessly in this whirlpool, gradually being sucked into the center of the whirlpool by this gravity. I felt that the part of my heart that was brewing all the emotions was forcibly pulled over by her, unable to break free.