I am a teacher at a girls' school in Tokyo

But it soon stopped.

She stopped at the car door in a half-standing posture.

"..."

"..."

A slender waist, youthful breasts, a white uniform collar, an exposed delicate neck, and the girl's stunning face under the light.

A familiar face.

Thin and soft lips, small nose, and eyes as pure as spring water.

Tetsufumi Hirakawa maintained the posture of turning around and looking, while Shinohara Shiori maintained the posture of half-standing up from the car.

Their eyes met, and time seemed to freeze for a moment.

On the morning of the seventh day after they separated, at the school gate of Moriya, under the refreshingly empty sky, the two met suddenly and were not fully prepared for it.

Tetsufumi Hirakawa didn't know what expression was on his face at the moment, but he did see that Shinohara Shiori had an expressionless face.

Time resumed its flow, but the girl's expression did not change.

She calmly stepped out of the car, clutching a sheet of music and her golden trumpet.

She did not walk towards him immediately, but stopped at the place where she got off the car, reached out and gently straightened her uniform, which might be wrinkled, and her hair, which might be messy.

After finishing her tidying up, the dignified young lady walked towards him with the same expression, almost indifferent.

"..."

"..."

Then, when Tetsufumi Hirakawa's voice was still stuck in his throat and he didn't know how to speak, a clear voice, without much ups and downs, a polite greeting without any emotion emerged in his ears.

"Good morning, Mr. Hirakawa."

Tetsufumi Hirakawa opened his mouth.

"Shiori..."

The habitual name, after being uttered, quickly got stuck.

Then, under the calm gaze of Shinohara Shiori, he silently changed his words.

"Good morning, Shinohara-san."

"Ah."

This was their first meeting after a long separation, and there seemed to be nothing unusual.

However, this is the biggest anomaly.

……

Hirakawa Tetsufumi and Shinohara Shiori walked into the campus together.

The distance was two meters, and there was no conversation except for the greeting and Hirakawa Tetsufumi's question, "Shinohara-san, how have you been recently?"

Shinohara Shiori did not answer him.

The silent footsteps extended all the way from the school gate to the shoe closet, then to the club building, up the stairs, and into the concert hall.

Nothing happened.

None of the anger, crying, or anything else that Tetsufumi Hirakawa had expected happened.

As for the conversation he had simulated in his mind, such as "let's have a good talk", there was none at all.

They seemed to be strangers.

Leaning against the wall of the activity room, Tetsufumi Hirakawa looked at the girl sitting in the orchestra seat in complete silence.

In this activity room where only the two of them were, silence continued to linger, with only the sound of flipping through music sheets remaining.

The air also became heavy.

……

Other sounds came a few minutes later.

At the doorway, the golden path of light formed by the sunlight extending from the open door was blocked by the shadow.

A petite figure walked in, stepping on light and shadow.

"Shinohara-san, you're here so early again today."

Hirakawa Tetsufumi turned his head and saw that the person who came was Ogasa Suzukiko, who had been replacing him since he left Tokyo.

Shinohara Shiori, who was sitting in her seat, also took her eyes off the music score. She stood up and greeted politely.

"Good morning, Mr. Ogasa."

"Well, good morning."

Ogasa Suzuki nodded to her, and then continued walking towards Hirakawa Tetsufumi's direction.

After walking a few steps, Ogasa Suzukiko, who was wearing gold-framed glasses but looked as if she was not wearing them, finally noticed him standing against the wall.

"Eh--?"

With a cute tone of shock, this naive teacher did not notice the slightly weird atmosphere in the concert hall.

"Teacher Pingchuan, you're back?"

She raised her glasses, walked over, looked him up and down, then looked up, tilted her head slightly, waiting for his answer.

"..."

Tetsufumi Hirakawa stopped leaning against the wall and stood up a little straighter.

There was a slight polite smile on his face.

"Well, Mr. Ogasa, I'm back."

"Have you finished dealing with Mr. Hirakawa's affairs?"

"...Well, it's almost done." When he said it was done, Hirakawa Tetsufumi vaguely saw the girl sitting over there glanced at him.

"..."

His words paused for a moment during this glance, then he turned his attention back and continued to smile in response to Ogasa Suzukiko's concern.

"Thank you for troubling Mr. Ogasa while I'm away these few days."

"Hmm~" is an up-and-down wave tone, expressing negation.

Ogasa Suzuki shook her head: "It's okay, there's nothing I can do if Teacher Hirakawa has something to do, and he's not very tired."

"Thank you for your hard work, Mr. Ogasa. I hope this kind of thing won't happen to me again."

"That's good. By the way, the Tokyo Tournament is about to begin. Do you remember Mr. Hirakawa?"

"Of course I remember, number 26."

"Yeah!" Ogasa Suzukiko nodded vigorously with satisfaction, "Teacher Hirakawa should also work hard."

Hirakawa Tetsufumi also smiled as brightly as he could: "Yes, I will."

"..."

After chatting with Ogasa Suzukiko for a while, the two stopped communicating as the students arrived.

After the roll call, Ogasa Suzukiko began to provide guidance on each section, while Hirakawa Tetsufumi began to patrol around idly.

While patrolling, he could hear the familiar, loud trumpet sound coming from the rooftop.

The sound of the trumpet he had listened to at a very close distance.

He held Shinohara Shiori in his arms and let the girl practice in his arms.

While Shinohara Shiori was practicing, he childishly reached out to tickle the girl's waist, causing her to curl up in his arms.

Or, when she was exhausted from training, he would kiss her on the lips, kissing the already tired girl until she was out of breath and collapsed in his arms, and then he would tell her proudly that he won.

He still remembered the blush on the girl's fair face, her unyielding look, and the dissatisfied tone of her voice when she said he had "taken advantage of the situation."

……

On the rooftop, which was separated by only a layer of ceiling, even though it was only a few days, many things happened between the two people who were so close and always together.

However, when Tetsufumi Hirakawa heard the familiar trumpet sound again, his mood was completely different from that time.

The sweet candy coating faded away, leaving him with only the poison that made his stomach sour.

such as--

At lunch time, while eating the bento bought from the convenience store, his mind naturally began to recall those days when the young lady made him the bento with all her heart, which could only be described as "edible".

Although the bento in the convenience store was actually much more delicious than the one made by the young lady, Tetsufumi Hirakawa, who was eating the bento again, felt that it was all tasteless.

After waking up from the dream, the reality is heavy.

……

During the afternoon practice time, Tetsufumi Hirakawa could almost be described as being in a daze.

He overestimated himself.

In Kyoto, far away from Tokyo, he seemed to be able to easily say "it must end".

However, when the memories of the two of them floated before his eyes along with the familiar scene, he once again fell into a difficult situation.

'After it's over, will he really be able to accept it?'

This dangerous thought may even occasionally surface.

He decided that he couldn't delay any longer.

He walked onto the rooftop before the afternoon practice session ended.

……

Pushing open the door to the rooftop, the brilliant golden sunlight of the afternoon and the unobstructed blue sky shine directly into your eyes.

On the familiar rooftop, the sound of a trumpet resounded in my ears. In the center of the rooftop, the girl was so beautiful that she looked like a figure walking out of a dream.

She was holding the trumpet and did not notice him coming behind her.

Hirakawa Tetsufumi just looked at her quietly, and then, at a certain moment, he suddenly had an impulse in his heart that he was very familiar with -

He walked up to her, held her in his arms, buried his face in her snow-white neck, and greedily sniffed the pleasant scent of her body.

"..."

He suppressed the urge.

The "Shiori" that almost came out of his mouth was swallowed back again, and it became——

"Student Shinohara."

"..."

The playing stopped abruptly.

Shinohara Shiori turned around.

The wind that blew across the rooftop blew her hair in front of her forehead, and a few strands of hair stained with sweat stuck to her face.

The light shone on her profile, and there was no extra expression on her face - the same was true of the look in her eyes as she looked at him.

Chapter 215: The encounter at the stairs may not come at the right time

"Teacher Pingchuan, what can I do for you?"

After staring at him indifferently for a long time, Shinohara Shiori spoke, saying the first words between them, with a very indifferent tone.

Tetsufumi Hirakawa hesitated for a moment because of the unfamiliar tone in his ears, then nodded.

"Yeah, there is."

"what is it then?"

"I want to talk to Shinohara-san, is that okay?"

"..."