I am a teacher at a girls' school in Tokyo

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"Teacher Hirakawa, please start a game with me."

"Question: When you think of the sound of flying birds, what comes to mind?"

"..."

Tetsufumi Hirakawa was stunned.

This was the association game he and Shinohara Shiori once played on the way home from school.

Why are you suddenly bringing this up now?

Not sure.

But after pursing his lips, he still gave the first answer that came to his mind.

The essence of this game is that you must give the answer immediately without thinking.

"When I think of this, I think of the bird-song is the eht ba the earth. I was reading Stray Birds recently."

Shinohara Shiori listened to the teacher's answer behind her. Hidden away from his sight was a romantic smile of a young girl.

"What I'm thinking of is - I wish you knew me."

These words came from my heart.

Chapter 169 Hisada is really cute (two in one)

What happened to Shiori Shinohara?

The girl's mood is really hard to understand. She seems to be unhappy for no reason, and happy for no reason. So, is it really okay to just say anything?

It looks like that.

Well...but since I'm in a good mood, it's okay, so let's do it this way.

Hirakawa Tetsufumi blinked in confusion, watching Shinohara Shiori's back disappear from his sight.

He ignored the student, left the shoe closet and headed towards his office.

I don't know how Hisata-sensei is doing. Although I just saw him yesterday, it's different to see him at home than at work.

Well... Actually, I can't really say what's different, it's just a feeling. But anyway, I still look forward to meeting this female teacher at work.

Also, I want to know how the teacher will react when he sees me coming back to work. Will he welcome me?

Smiling gently, saying something like "Welcome back, Mr. Hirakawa".

With the clattering footsteps and fantasies, he continued walking towards the office and finally arrived at the office door.

The glass of the office windows was covered with water droplets of varying sizes, and the rain outside was blowing diagonally in the wind.

The light, which was not bright on a rainy day, came in through the transparent glass window and sprinkled on a female teacher standing by the window.

It is also obscured by the bright lights from the top.

Hisada Masu, the young female teacher, sat at her desk, holding a pen and writing seriously under the light.

The office was very quiet. There was no sound except for the sounds of raindrops, handwriting, and the rustling of paper turning.

In a quiet and bright environment, Tetsufumi Hirakawa stood at the door of the office, looking at Hisata who was still looking down and didn't see him. For some reason, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He walked lightly, his heels landing gently on the ground, and then slowly lowered his toes. Just like this, step by step, he walked towards the desk.

Hisada Masu still held the pen in her hand.

Tetsufumi Hirakawa gradually approached.

……

The tip of the pen moved smoothly, and black ink flowed out, leaving strokes on the white paper. The strokes connected to form words.

The words take shape one by one and form sentences.

Hisada Masu was writing down today's to-do list carefully.

Her working habit is to write down everything in writing before starting work, and then complete them one by one in an orderly manner.

It is completely different from a certain lazy teacher who does whatever he thinks of and often procrastinates.

Ok.

After finishing writing, she glanced at her busy schedule and put down the pen with satisfaction.

"Click", the pen was placed on the table, that's it -

wrong.

As soon as I put down my pen, I realized there was an error.

Hisada Masu looked at a line of text on the schedule, which read: "Class B has the first class in the morning, and Class A has the second class in the morning."

After thinking for a while, she picked up the pen.

Yesterday, because a teacher was sick, her Chinese class was replaced by an English class, so today's English class should be replaced by a Chinese class.

He put pen to paper and added a few words at the end of the line.

"Remind Mr. Hirakawa that this is his class."

After finishing writing, the pen tip paused on the paper, and my eyes once again examined the schedule. This time it was really good -

Just as Hisada Masu was checking to see if there were any mistakes, in the office so quiet that only the slightest rustling sound could be heard, she heard...

"Good morning, Mr. Hisada."

It suddenly sounded in my ears like a prank, without any warning.

"欻——"

The pen tip was misplaced and suddenly a black line was drawn on the paper.

"..."

Return to peace.

Hisada Masu looked at the lines on the paper quietly, paused for a moment, and then raised her face.

Next to her was a familiar male teacher.

"..."

An atmosphere of silence lingered between the two of them.

After a long time.

"…Um, Mr. Hisada, I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

Under the calm gaze of Hisada Masu, Hirakawa Tetsufumi looked at the black line on the paper awkwardly and smiled sheepishly.

There was no expression on the teacher's face.

"Good morning, Mr. Hirakawa."

The tone of his greeting was also very calm, so calm that Hirakawa Tetsufumi could hear a hint of danger.

The female teacher glanced at the black line on the paper again, slowly put down the pen, "click", the pen fell on the table, and then continued to look at him who was standing.

A kind smile also appeared on his face.

"Teacher Pingchuan, you are here?"

"Yes……"

Tetsufumi Hirakawa was a little afraid to look into this gaze, so he turned his head away and took a half step back.

The teacher continued to ask.

"Why did Mr. Hirakawa suddenly appear next to us?"

"Well... maybe Mr. Hisada was too focused on his work and didn't hear my footsteps?"

"Is that right?"

"Yes, yes." Tetsufumi Hirakawa forced a smile.

"That's not right." The gentle female teacher shook her head gently, "Teacher Hirakawa did it on purpose, right? It was a prank."

"This..." After receiving the gentle gaze from the female teacher, he immediately and firmly denied it, "Absolutely not, it was not intentional at all. I'm really sorry."

"is it?"

The sound is light and airy.

"Ok."

"..."

not good at all.

Tetsufumi Hirakawa felt that some terrifying aura was coming from the young female teacher.

The smile on her face was very gentle.

"Well, anyway, welcome back Mr. Pingchuan. I'm glad to see Mr. Pingchuan recover."

"..."

Tetsufumi Hirakawa felt like he was about to break out in a cold sweat.

The imagined "gentle welcome from the female teacher" did appear, but... this "gentleness" was a little too "gentle" and he couldn't bear it.

"cough--"