I am a teacher at a girls' school in Tokyo

"Shinohara-san, your idea was wrong from the beginning and is doomed to fail."

"If you really want to get results, you have to make changes."

"..."

Amid the demon king's soft muttering, Shinohara Shiori finally moved after a long silence. She hesitated, lowered her proud head, and responded to Amemiya Ye.

"How... did it change?"

A victorious smile appeared on Amamiya Ye's face.

She stood on tiptoe and whispered something in Shinohara Shiori's ear.

"..."

The devil's bewitching influence finally caused this young lady to fall.

Shinohara Shiori bit her lip and stared at Amemiya Ye.

After a long time.

"Why are you telling me this?"

Amamiya Ye did not respond to her.

She turned and walked away. The footsteps faded away along the wet ground.

-

It was not until Shinohara Shiori had disappeared behind her, and no one could hear her, that Amemiya Yoru spoke to herself.

"I think it would be best to let Shinohara-san test Hirakawa-sensei's reaction."

"Uh-huh."

Nod with satisfaction.

Chapter 166: Gentle Female Teacher, Focus is a Bit Strange

The living room of Tetsufumi Hirakawa's home.

After seeing off the two students who came to visit, Tetsufumi Hirakawa and Masaki Hisada were the only ones left here again.

Sitting back on the sofa, Hisada Masu took out her cell phone and checked the time.

"Teacher Hisata, what time is it?" asked Tetsufumi Hirakawa.

Hisada Masu held up her phone and showed it to him.

"It's almost five o'clock." Hirakawa Tetsufumi understood. Then, as if he remembered something, he blinked and slowly turned his gaze to the teacher's face.

Hisada Masu looked at him in confusion.

Hirakawa Tetsufumi reminded, "Teacher Hisata, it's five o'clock. It seems that it's almost time for dinner."

"..." Hisada Masu said nothing and put away her phone.

Hirakawa Tetsufumi said to himself, "Hmm...what should I eat for dinner?"

"..."

"But as a patient, I can't cook."

He had a distressed tone and in order to express his distress, Tetsufumi Hirakawa even scratched his hair with his hands.

"You're not going to be hungry, are you?"

"..."

"If that's the case, it's too tragic."

"..."

Hisada Masu pursed her lips and watched Hirakawa Tetsufumi performing on his own.

"Oh, what should I do for dinner?"

In the end, Tetsufumi Hirakawa looked at Masaki Hisada with expectation, revealing his true purpose.

"Teacher Hisada, do you have any ideas?"

"..."

After trying to hold back her laughter for a while, Hisada Maki pursed her lips and finally laughed, "Teacher Hirakawa, that's enough. Stop performing."

"Hmm... performance, how can it be a performance?" Hirakawa Tetsufumi looked confused, as if he knew nothing.

"I know what I promised you before."

Hirakawa Tetsufumi immediately stopped acting, sat up straight, and nodded: "So Mr. Hisada still remembers it, that's good."

"..."

Hisada Masu gave him a glance.

Hirakawa Tetsufumi smiled and said, "I told you before in the office that when I'm sick, Mr. Hisata will cook for me."

"Yes." Hisada Mashu responded, "I told you I didn't forget."

It was during the midterm exam, before the two of them made the bet, that Hirakawa Tetsufumi said he wanted to taste Hisada Masu's cooking, and the female teacher said this at the time:

When Tetsuo Hirakawa cooked for her, it was because she was sick. So when Tetsuo Hirakawa is sick, she can also cook for him.

At the time, it seemed like an agreement that was almost a joke, but no one expected that Tetsufumi Hirakawa would fall ill so soon.

"I almost wonder if Mr. Hirakawa deliberately got caught in the rain and got sick because he wanted to eat my cooking," said Hisata Masaki.

Hirakawa Tetsufumi immediately put on a look of shock as if he had been seen through: "I've actually been discovered. What should I do?"

"Eh..." Hisada Maki was a little confused, "Is Mr. Hirakawa so... unscrupulous?"

"Of course. In order to be able to eat Mr. Hisada's cooking, I would do anything, not to mention being sick."

"..."

Hisada Masu was speechless and remained silent for a long time. Then she stood up and walked towards the dining table.

When she came to visit Tetsufumi Hirakawa today, she brought a shopping bag, which contained the ingredients she had bought for tonight's dinner.

So, it is too naive for the teacher to pretend to perform for a long time even though it was something that had been prepared long ago.

Hirakawa Tetsufumi also stood up from the sofa and followed Hisata Masuki to the dining table.

"Actually, it's not just the time of the bet."

he said as he walked.

"Before I went to Kyoto, I said that I hadn't had a peaceful weekend for a long time. If I continued like this, I would be overworked and sick. I didn't expect that my words would come true."

Hisada Masuki opened the shopping bag.

"Is Mr. Hirakawa's illness related to overwork?"

"Maybe it's because I haven't had a holiday for too long, and I have things to do every weekend. I'm overworked and my body's resistance is lowered, so I get sick after being caught in the rain."

"so……"

"So, it's totally fine to say that I got sick because of my job as a teacher."

"Eh……"

While we were chatting, Hisada Maki walked into the kitchen carrying a shopping bag.

——The dividing line for dinner——

The time was five forty in the evening. Amid the sound of the range hood, Hisada Masaki walked up to the dining table carrying the last dish.

At the dining table, Tetsufumi Hirakawa, who had been waiting for a long time, put down his phone.

His eyes scanned the food on the table.

"Teacher Hirakawa, it's ready, we can start." Hisata Maki sat opposite him.

Hirakawa Tetsufumi didn't say anything. Under the puzzled gaze of Hisada Masu, he made the sign of the cross on his chest and then spoke solemnly.

"Thank you very much, Father God, for giving me food to nourish my body. I should praise the merciful Lord Kuda Mashu, Hallelujah."

"..."

"..."

After a long period of silence, Hisada Masu sighed and ignored Hirakawa Tetsufumi.

"I'm gonna start now."

This teacher sometimes tells lies that are so unbearable.

——The dividing line of dinner——

By the time we finished dinner, it was almost six o'clock.

"Teacher Hirakawa, how would you rate my cooking?"

Hisada Moshu stood up, picked up the dishes and began to tidy up the table.

Tetsufumi Hirakawa also stood up and bowed reverently.

"Thank you for your gift, Mr. Hisada."

"...Don't change the subject."

"Teacher Hisada's cooking makes me feel like it's worth getting sick. There's no need to give it a score..."

Hisada Masu stopped what she was doing and stared at him.

"..."

Okay, Tetsufumi Hirakawa straightened up and looked away.

"8 points, no more. If more, Mr. Hisada will win."

"..."

For some unknown reason, he was unwilling to admit defeat. Even though she volunteered to cook for him, he couldn't even admit that "her cooking skills were better."

Hisada Masuki carried the dishes and walked towards the kitchen.

-

After dinner, I returned to the living room.

Next to the coffee table, Tetsufumi Hirakawa opened the bag of fruit that his students had brought him.

“There are apples.”

Hisada Masu was walking out of the kitchen.

Tetsufumi Hirakawa didn't look at her, but stared at the apple.

"As for apples, I'd like to eat one right now. It would be nice if someone could peel the skin for me."

"..."

After waiting for a few seconds, I heard footsteps approaching and a hand reached out and picked up an apple.

Looking up, the female teacher's face showed a hint of helplessness.

"Teacher Hirakawa, if you want to eat, please tell me directly, okay?"

"I'm so embarrassed." Hirakawa Tetsufumi smiled brightly, "Thank you, Mr. Hisata."

-

Dessert was over, and after a few more small talk, it was time to say goodbye.

After checking the time, Hisada Masuki stood up for the last time.

"Teacher Pingchuan, it's getting late. I should leave too."

"Well, I'm really sorry to bother you, Mr. Hisata today." Tetsufumi Hirakawa bowed gratefully.

"Yes, it's good that Mr. Hirakawa knows. So, please take care of yourself next time, okay?"

No matter how helpless she was, the female teacher did not forget to remind him.

She is indeed a gentle female teacher.