I am a teacher at a girls' school in Tokyo

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"Kind of."

“But this week it’s OK.”

"Is it okay?" Tetsufumi Hirakawa was a little surprised.

"Yes, it's okay." Shinohara Shiori kissed him.

There was no more talking, and the two kissed quietly.

……

However, everything that was promised did not happen as promised.

Not long after, on Thursday evening, Tetsufumi Hirakawa met Moki Hisada.

So, I woke up from the dream.

Chapter 205: Waking Up from a Dream

The summer sunset does not set so quickly. In the evening, it is still a brilliant golden color, carrying light and heat.

When Tetsufumi Hirakawa opened the door, he was immersed in the slanting sunlight.

However, in the sunlight that should have been scorching... when he saw the person in front of him clearly, he did suddenly feel a chill coming towards him.

It was like standing in an ice field, shivering with cold.

"Mr. Hirakawa, how are you doing recently?"

The female teacher standing in front of him, the familiar and gentle female teacher, had a warm smile on her profile under the golden light.

"..."

"Actually, I went to school today for some things. I wanted to do a surprise check to see if Mr. Hirakawa was working hard. But when I asked the students in the wind orchestra, they didn't know where you were either."

"..."

"So, did Mr. Hirakawa hide away and slack off when he was in the wind band? It's not okay to be so careless at work."

"..."

"I haven't received a reply to my Line message yet... I'll just go do my own thing now."

"..."

"After that, I finished my work and thought it was indeed a long time since I last saw Mr. Hirakawa, so I stopped by to see him."

"..."

"How about it?"

"..."

"Hmm? Mr. Hirakawa? What's wrong with you?"

"..."

After a long silence, a look of concern appeared on the face of the female teacher in front of him. She blinked and looked at his face carefully.

"Teacher Hirakawa doesn't look well. What's wrong?"

"……without."

It took all of Hirakawa Tetsufumi's strength to respond.

"..."

A dream is just a dream. It is as fragile as a bubble. It only needs a little external force to break it suddenly.

Just like that night, that night of the festival with mysterious magic, in the girl's kiss, Tetsufumi Hirakawa suddenly fell into a dream and was immersed in it.

And today, at the moment when Tetsufumi Hirakawa saw Masaki Hisada, the dream ended just as suddenly.

The mysterious magic dissipated in an instant, completely disappearing without a trace.

In my mind, the memories that were deliberately blurred by the dream began to emerge.

Standing in front of him was Teacher Hisata, a gentle female teacher. He and she had an agreement about birthdays and August 8th.

"On August 8th, confess your feelings to Hisada-sensei."

I still remember the decision he made in his heart on the night of his birthday.

But now...

Tetsufumi Hirakawa looked at Moki Hisada.

At this moment, her profile is in the sunset light and warm colors, just like that night when she was holding a birthday cake and her beautiful face was hidden under the candlelight.

"..."

"Are you really alright?"

She moved a little closer to him and looked at his face carefully and seriously.

“…No, it’s okay.”

"Really?" The female teacher was skeptical.

"Yeah." Tetsufumi Hirakawa nodded.

"Okay." Hisada Masuki didn't think too much about it. After hearing Hirakawa Tetsufumi confirm that everything was fine, she smiled again.

"Then Mr. Hirakawa, I came to see you on the way. Are you going to chat with me at the door like this?" The gentle smile was the same as the way they interacted with each other in the past, and there was no change.

"..." Hirakawa Tetsufumi felt like he couldn't breathe and couldn't speak.

"Hmm?" Hisada Masuki tilted her head.

"... Mr. Hisada, please come in."

Hisada Maki straightened her head and said, "Okay, I'm sorry to bother Mr. Hirakawa then."

"……Um."

……

The distance from the entrance to the living room is only a few steps, but Tetsufumi Hirakawa can no longer remember how he got in.

He walked in front and felt his body was so heavy that he was shaking when he walked and was about to fall down.

Everything in front of my sight is clear, yet blurry.

Every step I took felt like a huge expenditure of energy.

He brought Hisada Moki to the living room, where he stood, leaning against the back of the sofa, trying his best to smile.

"Teacher Hisada, please sit down for a moment. I'm going to the bathroom."

"Yeah, okay."

Hisada Mosu didn't pay any attention to him. On the sofa beside her, the white cat was lying lazily.

"Hello, your name is... Michael, right?"

"..."

The sound behind him was quickly isolated from Hirakawa Tetsufumi's ears. He walked towards the bathroom step by step, went in and closed the door.

……

wake up.

Tetsufumi Hirakawa leaned on the sink with both hands and looked at himself in the mirror. His face was pale, as pale as if he had been seriously ill and had not slept for several days.

He turned on the faucet, and amid the sound of running water, he scooped up a handful of water and splashed it on his face.

The cool touch made Tetsufumi Hirakawa recall the past few days. He remembered everything about the past few days and a girl, his student, Shinohara Shiori.

Everything was like a dream.

Dreams are naturally absurd, illogical and irrational.

He in the dream was also absurd, illogical and irrational.

He seemed to have forgotten everything, forgotten the agreement with Mr. Hisada, forgotten his responsibilities as a teacher, forgotten his goals, and forgotten the teacher's expectations of him.

He forgot everything and indulged in dreams, indulged in the soft kiss of his student, Shinohara Shiori.

We went to festivals together, met at home, greeted each other with a kiss, stayed together on the rooftop at school, where other students couldn't see us, hugged, kissed, practiced with her, and had meals with her.

Things that seemed so natural and logical in the dream now seemed so... ridiculous after waking up.

And the person who did such a thing was him...but Tetsufumi Hirakawa felt that it was not him.

Although everything in his memory could not be false, he did indeed do such a thing.

But...did he really do this?

Memories and ideas clash.

Tetsufumi Hirakawa would never do such a thing.

As a teacher in two lifetimes, I made a promise to that teacher to become a teacher as outstanding as her.

He also had an agreement with Mr. Hisada, and he had rehearsed the words of confession in his mind countless times. He was also looking forward to the day of August 8th.

But now, what exactly happened?

Why could he forget all the promises? Why could he completely forget his duties as a teacher that he had upheld for many years and do such a thing with his students and Shinohara Shiori?

Obviously, he always believed in his duties as a teacher. When he rejected Shinohara Shiori, he had no hesitation in his heart. He knew clearly and firmly that he was a teacher.

But in the end...

why?

Tetsufumi Hirakawa didn't know.

He felt that all this was like a dream, as unreal as a dream.

He hoped it was a dream.

But not.

The faucet was forgotten to be turned off, and the rushing water filled the pool, bringing Tetsuwen Hirakawa's thoughts back to reality from his memories.

There is no escaping reality.

He turned off the tap and pulled his phone out of his pocket.

"..."

After unlocking the phone, what jumped into his eyes was the chat history between him and Shinohara Shiori.

Shiori: [Teacher Hirakawa]

Pingchuan: What happened?

Shiori: [Shiori misses you]

Pingchuan: [Hmm...if I remember correctly, it has only been a short time since we separated.]

Shiori: [What about you? ]

Hirakawa: [Although it’s true that I miss Shiori as well]

Shiori: [chuckle.jpg]

Shiori: [OK]