I am a teacher at a girls' school in Tokyo

Tetsufumi Hirakawa has no voice.

The young lady continued speaking and gave her answer.

"If Mr. Hirakawa wants to apologize sincerely, it is inappropriate to simply refer to the person he is apologizing to as 'women'."

"After all, everyone has different personalities and hobbies, which cannot be summed up by a 'woman'. If you want to show your sincerity, you should know the other person well enough, and then cater to his or her preferences."

"…Please cater to their needs?"

"We need to teach students in accordance with their aptitude. Similarly, if we want to apologize, we must also give them what they like." Shinohara Shiori casually gave an example.

She doesn't like socializing and has no intention of making friends in class, but that doesn't mean she doesn't want to.

The young lady had received all kinds of elite education since childhood, and she also got full marks in etiquette classes - but it was obvious that no course had ever taught her how to fall in love.

Hirakawa Tetsufumi lowered his head and remained silent for a while, thinking about Shinohara Shiori's answer.

By the time they came to their senses, they had already changed their shoes and walked out of the shoe closet in the teaching building.

"Shinohara, you're right. I'm really being too picky."

Walking on the walkway out of the school holding an umbrella, there are bright street lights on both sides of the road, scattering white light.

The light shines into the night, illuminating the raindrops in the air.

Through the rain curtain, Hirakawa Tetsufumi solemnly thanked Shinohara Shiori.

"Thank you."

"It doesn't matter. As long as I can help Mr. Hirakawa." Shinohara Shiori's pretty face was slightly turned in the dim light under the umbrella, leaving him a side profile.

Tetsufumi Hirakawa withdrew his gaze and looked at the road ahead. The wet ground reflected the dimly lit street lights.

Shinohara Shiori was right, he was really getting stuck in a rut.

Because it was my first time to have such contact with the opposite sex, I just couldn't let it go. Even when I was thinking about how to apologize, I kept thinking, how should I apologize for offending the other person?

In fact, an apology is an apology. No matter what the apology is for, it does not go beyond the scope of apology.

To put it philosophically, the mistake he made was that he placed too much emphasis on the individuality of things and ignored their commonalities.

An apology is an apology, and the most important thing is to show sincerity. And showing sincerity, as Miss Shinohara said, should be tailored to the individual and cater to his or her preferences.

It's never wrong to prepare an apology gift or something else based on what the other person cares about.

So let’s think about this in the direction of the question, Ogasa Sayiko, what exactly do you care about?

But... this question is also very difficult. It should be said that it is quite difficult.

There is no intersection between him and her, so how can they understand each other?

No, not at all.

Tetsufumi Hirakawa began to recall.

Based on his excellent memory and his speculation, he and Ogasa Sayiko should have had about five interactions.

The first time was naturally when they first met in the supermarket. He mistook her for her sister, but she did not deny it. Instead, she pretended to be her sister and communicated with him naturally.

The second time was probably before going to Kyoto, when she met him at the train station. For some reason, she asked him "Why did you agree to go to Kyoto with her" - at that time, she didn't doubt it because she didn't know about the existence of twins. Now thinking back, this kind of question doesn't seem like something the innocent Ogasa Suzuki would ask.

The third time, "she followed her sister to Kyoto because she was worried that her sister couldn't take care of herself." In the morning in Kyoto, when they met in the restaurant, she refused to go to school with him on behalf of her sister - at that time, she made him suspicious because she didn't act like a good sister - which eventually led to him being stopped by the security guard at the school gate.

The fourth time, I helped take care of him when he was sick at night in Kyoto.

The fifth time was when they met in the supermarket last night - the key point was that before leaving, she turned back and told him not to tell her sister about it.

"..."

Hmm... after sorting it out, there seems to be some surprising discoveries.

Excluding the fourth incident, if we connect the remaining four incidents together, we can find that no matter what happens, Ogasa Sayiko's behavior cannot avoid her sister...

why?

The only answer is that this Zuo Yizi——

Are you a sister complex?

Tetsufumi Hirakawa thought he had found the answer.

Chapter 181 The night before, it was already dark

Although the answer seemed to have been found, unfortunately, no progress was made.

A very important reason is -

Based on the questioning at the station exit and Kyoto's refusal to go to school with him in the morning, one can barely guess that this sister-con doesn't seem to be willing to let him get too close to his sister.

Apparently this sister complex is a little twisted...

Therefore, trying to show goodwill by getting close to Ogasa Suzuki might actually backfire.

Secondly, another reason is -

Tetsufumi Hirakawa had no way to contact Ogasa Sayiko.

It was impossible to do so through Ogasa Suzukiko, because she had specifically told me not to tell my sister about this, thus completely blocking the matter.

You can't just wait foolishly at the supermarket entrance every day, right?

It feels like waiting for something to happen.

Moreover, Tetsufumi Hirakawa doesn't have time either. He has to attend the national competition soon and stay in the wind orchestra until seven o'clock every day. In addition, there is only a little over a month left until the end of the semester, so he has a lot to do.

And so, Ogasa Sayiko's case was put on hold helplessly, and amidst the busy daily affairs and the company of the wind band's music, time continued to move forward, rushing towards June 14th.

It's Saturday, one day away from his birthday.

-

It was night time and the night was already deep. Bright lights were emitted from the ceiling, illuminating the room and keeping the night out of the window.

Tetsufumi Hirakawa sat on the bed, flipping through a book before going to bed as usual.

There are two books next to my pillow, one is "Flying Birds Collection" and the other is "New Moon Collection", but I have already finished reading them.

What he was holding in his hand at this moment was a copy of "Kokin Wakashu".

I just flipped through it to kill time.

However, this boredom did not last long.

When the phone showed 11:30, he heard his phone ringing.

The ringing of the phone filled the quiet room. He picked up the phone beside the pillow and took a look.

who?

As he was thinking, soon, after seeing the name displayed on it, he couldn't help but smile.

He picked up the phone and connected.

"Good evening, this is Pingchuan, who are you?"

"..."

After a pause, a familiar voice came from the receiver: "Who do you think it is, Mr. Hirakawa?"

"Such a nice and gentle voice, let me guess..."

Tetsufumi Hirakawa made his guesses slowly and pretentiously.

"Can't you guess?"

On the other side of the phone, Hisada Maki laughed, and her laughter was very gentle.

"Ah - I remember now. Judging from the laughter, it must be Mr. Hisada, right?"

"Hmm? Why do you say that?"

"After all, there is no other smile as gentle as this in the whole world." Tetsufumi Hirakawa stared at the book and said very accurately.

So, at this moment, Kusada Moshu, who was also sitting on the bed, holding her mobile phone, looking at the night scene outside the floor-to-ceiling window, couldn't help but laugh softly again.

But soon, the teacher, feeling embarrassed by such boasting, covered the corner of her mouth with her other hand and stopped laughing.

"Teacher Hirakawa, you should know when to stop boasting. It's too hypocritical."

"Hypocrisy, how could it be?"

“It’s just hypocrisy.”

"Not at all. I really mean it."

"hypocritical."

"No."

"So hypocritical - okay, stop making excuses and skip it." Hisada Masu spoke up to stop the argument that would have gone on endlessly once it started.

"Eh... it's really sad to have your sincerity denied."

"..."

Hisada Moshu pretended not to hear.

"What is Mr. Hirakawa doing now?"

"reading a book."

There was the sound of turning pages of a book.

"Reading? What are you reading?"

Hirakawa Tetsufumi glanced at the contents of the book and read out the words word by word: "I had an affair with the girl of Higashi-Gojo. Because of a secret agreement, I was not allowed to enter through the door, so I sneaked in through the broken corner of the wall. When her husband found out, he ordered people to guard this road every night. From then on, it was difficult to see Jiaren even if I went there, so I wrote this song."

"..."

The silence of the night invaded the room.

After a while, Hisada Maki's voice rang out: "...Teacher Hirakawa, what is this?"

"Kokin Wakashu, No. 632, this is the inscription above: A secret path leads to the inner chamber, I hope the guards are a little careless, then I can meet the beautiful lady - this is the Waka."

"Um……"

"It's interesting, isn't it?" asked Tetsufumi Hirakawa.

"...Probably." Hisada Masu picked up the scattered hair again, held it in her hand, and looked at it.

Tetsufumi Hirakawa listened to the teacher's slightly troubled voice and laughed.

"So what is Hisada-sensei doing now?"

"I didn't do anything..." she answered, then took out her phone and looked at the time - it was still early before twelve o'clock.

Then put it back to your ear.

Another voice came from inside: "Why are you calling me so late?"

The tone was unpredictable, and seemed to carry a hint of teasing.

Of course, both of them knew exactly why, but Hisada Maki was not going to admit it now.

"For what..." He imitated the other person's usual tone and procrastinated.

Hirakawa Tetsufumi flipped through the book and asked again, "Yes, what for?"

"..."

After a moment, still unable to find an excuse, Hisada Masu decided to skip this question.

The two of them kept quiet for a while, and the only sound in the receiver was the occasional "rustling" of flipping pages.

Until one moment, Hisada Moki suddenly spoke.

"Teacher Hirakawa, can you read a waka poem to me?"

"Eh?"

As he listened to the female teacher's words, Tetsufumi Hirakawa's hand, which was turning the pages of the book, stopped in mid-air.

"let's start."

"How sudden. Also, Mr. Hisada hasn't answered my question yet."