I am a teacher at a girls' school in Tokyo

The tone of his voice seemed to be that it was all his fault.

Tetsufumi Hirakawa looked at the bento, then looked at the girl.

"It's probably Shiori's fault that it took so long."

"..."

Shinohara Shiori finished tidying up her long hair, put down her hand, and took the lunch box from him again.

"That--"

She smiled gracefully, but her eyes were fiery.

"Teacher Hirakawa, do you like this?"

"..."

His face was red, he was panting, and his eyes were burning.

Her outstanding appearance was already hard to resist, and now she was in this state, it was even more irresistible.

So, Tetsufumi Hirakawa did not answer this question in words.

-

"Obviously, it was Mr. Pingchuan who took the initiative, but in the end, he lost again."

"..."

The air was close to my skin and sweat was already seeping out of my body.

Hirakawa Tetsufumi said nothing, but gently wiped away the fine beads of sweat on the girl's face, which was so soft that it sank at the touch.

Shinohara Shiori smiled and also stretched out a hand to gently touch his face.

"Okay, it's time to eat."

"Ah."

There were no surprises this time.

It was just that when Tetsufumi Hirakawa picked up his lunch box——

The eldest lady took a look and frowned slightly.

Hirakawa Tetsufumi also looked at his bento, and then looked at Shinohara Shiori who was leaning next to him: "What's wrong?"

"Did Mr. Hirakawa buy his lunch box at a convenience store?"

"Yes."

The matter-of-fact tone caused dissatisfaction.

"Just eat this?"

"After all, I don't want to do it myself."

"..."

It was a lazy remark that suited the style.

Shinohara Shiori sighed, feeling a little helpless.

"Then I'll bring a lunch box to Mr. Hirakawa tomorrow."

It was clearly a question but there was no questioning tone in it. The matter was settled, and the young lady's gaze was unquestionable.

Hirakawa Tetsufumi nodded tactfully, and then asked another question - of course, it was about something else.

"Did Shiori make this herself?"

"of course."

"The young lady also needs to be cooked?"

“Although I don’t usually use it, I have to know it.”

"That's it."

"Teacher Hirakawa, don't forget that Shiori also got an A in Home Economics."

"Too."

Shinohara Shiori, a perfect girl, perfect in every aspect.

"…What is Mr. Hirakawa thinking about?"

"No."

When facing the perfect young lady, Tetsufumi Hirakawa turned his eyes away.

“It feels very disrespectful.”

"How could that be? I'm just looking forward to the food that Shiori will cook."

"..."

Under the eldest lady's suspicious gaze, Tetsufumi Hirakawa lifted up the lunch box.

"Okay, it's time to start lunch."

After saying this countless times, he actually opened the lunch box.

"let's start."

"..."

The young lady leaning against him withdrew her gaze.

-

Whether they finished lunch properly or not, it was almost time for them to start practicing again after they finished.

"Okay, Mr. Hirakawa, it's time to go."

Finally, after tidying up her hair and smoothing out her slightly wrinkled shirt, Shinohara Shiori regained her ladylike demeanor and opened the door to the rooftop, looking back as she spoke.

"..."

There was silence behind me.

However, she felt a little bit of reluctance from this silence.

The girl chuckled.

She came back to the teacher and looked up.

"Teacher Hirakawa, are you reluctant to part with Shiori?"

"..."

The enchanting appearance is undeniable.

The girl reached out her hand and adjusted his teacher's uniform, saying, "Don't forget, tomorrow is free practice."

"Free practice." Tetsufumi Hirakawa repeated the word.

"Yeah, free practice."

"..."

Shinohara Shiori stood on tiptoe and gave him a light kiss, a kiss that made people fantasize.

Free practice means that the parts or individuals practice on their own, but as a soloist and a proud eldest daughter, she has always practiced alone.

"Teacher Hirakawa, Shiori left first."

"……Um."

Hirakawa Tetsufumi nodded slightly.

-

After Shinohara Shiori went back for a while, Hirakawa Tetsufumi started to walk downstairs and returned to the concert hall of the wind orchestra.

The afternoon practice began like this. Tetsufumi Hirakawa sat quietly on the side, recalling what happened with the girl, and looking forward to it.

He looked at Shinohara Shiori who was sitting in the instrument seat and playing seriously.

The meaning was very clear. Tomorrow, the entire day, from eight in the morning to five in the afternoon, nine hours, the girl's time belonged to him and they could spend it together.

He could hug the young lady's soft body, kiss her lips, admire her outstanding appearance, and quietly accompany her in practice...

There is a lot of time and a lot of things I want to do.

As long as I'm with her, I don't have to worry about anything.

Tetsufumi Hirakawa has become addicted to it.

He sat in his seat, waiting.

Then suddenly, among the crowd of people playing together, he clearly saw the girl he was looking at. She looked at him with a slight smile on her lips and blinked slightly.

"..."

She is saying:

"Teacher Hirakawa, Shiori is also looking forward to it."

"..."

Hirakawa Tetsufumi couldn't help but smile.

……

After the afternoon practice, I said goodbye to the girl, went home, and waited for the next day.

I couldn’t sleep at night, but if I couldn’t sleep, the time would seem very long, so I finally forced myself to fall asleep.

When I woke up, I got out of bed, washed up, and had breakfast. For the first time, I was looking forward to going to school.

And beside the Moriya school gate, the dignified young lady was waiting for him.

"Good morning, Mr. Hirakawa."

The early morning of August 8th started with Shinohara Shiori's good morning.

The two of them walked into the deserted campus in the early morning.

The footsteps that belonged to the two of them alone, and then, the time that followed, belonged to the two of them alone.

"Teacher Hirakawa, what are you thinking about?"

From a distance of more than one meter, the young lady glanced at his dazed face.

"..."

Hirakawa Tetsufumi withdrew his attention and looked back at her, looking back at her beautiful face that he had only caught a glimpse of in a dream.

"I wonder...will I wake up from this dream?"

"Hmm?" The girl tilted her head slightly, "Why did Mr. Pingchuan think so again?"

"Because it's so light, I can't help but think about it."

"is it?"

"Ah."

"..."

"..."

Walked quietly for a while.

"Teacher Hirakawa."

"Ah."

"In fact, for Shiori, these past few days sometimes feel like a dream." The girl said softly in her ear.

"Is that so?"

"Yeah. But it doesn't matter, as long as we continue together, it will be fine."

"……Um."