I am a teacher at a girls' school in Tokyo

Under the gaze of Hirakawa Tetsufumi, Hisada Masaki silently turned her head away and stared at the coffee table.

The teacher was shy again.

Tetsufumi Hirakawa thought that Hisata's behavior was a little funny. It was true that beauty made people happy, especially when they met someone they liked.

Even the fatigue from catching a cold from staying up late last night and being sick today has dissipated a lot.

But this happiness did not last long, because suddenly, he heard a question in his ear:

"Teacher Pingchuan, do you have any guests at home?"

"..."

"..."

Hisada Moshu blinked and stared at the two water cups in different positions on the coffee table, one in front of them and the other on the other side.

"..."

How do you describe how Tetsufumi Hirakawa felt when he suddenly heard this question from Hisata?

A heart season in which the heart suddenly stops beating, just like the feeling of weightlessness when you step on empty air when going down the stairs and then fall to the ground.

His body and expression visibly stiffened.

Fortunately, Hisada Masaki was not paying attention to him, but was looking at the water cup. So after a pause, Hirakawa Tetsufumi had regained control of his body from the subconscious reaction.

"...No." Hirakawa Tetsufumi said very naturally, "Why do you say that..."

When asking this, my eyes followed Hisata's gaze towards the coffee table, and then I saw two water cups.

"Oh, this one." Hirakawa Tetsufumi responded, "It's just that I was too lazy to take the cup back after using it."

"Oh."

Perhaps because she trusted him enough, Hisada Masu didn't think much about it.

……

……

……

After that, after chatting for a while, Hisada Moki told him to take care of himself and then said goodbye.

Until the female teacher walked out of his house, Tetsufumi Hirakawa stood in front of the entrance, looking at the closed door and the closed cabinet beside him, then looked back at the stairs leading to the second floor.

Hmm... mixed feelings.

In short, nothing unexpected happened, which is cause for celebration.

It’s just... it feels really bad to hide something like this.

I'd better not do that in the future.

Tetsufumi Hirakawa sighed and walked towards the stairs.

Fortunately, there will be no more opportunities later. Once Amamiya Ye’s issue is resolved and he leaves, such things will not happen again.

Just hold on till the end.

Thinking of this, Tetsufumi Hirakawa opened the door of the study.

He saw Amemiya Ye sitting at the desk, looking at something very seriously.

I was so serious that I didn't even notice the sound of him opening the door or his footsteps. I was a little too focused.

"Amamiya-san, you——"

Hirakawa Tetsufumi asked as he walked behind the girl, but before he could finish the question, Amamiya Ye was startled by him and stood up.

"..."

His body froze, as if he had been caught doing something bad.

Chapter 232: Teacher Pingchuan, are you going to die?

After saying goodbye to Hisada Masu, Hirakawa Tetsufumi returned to the study to find Amemiya Yo.

But it was obvious that during the time the girl was alone in the study, she probably did something guilty.

That's why she's reacting like this because of his return.

Tetsufumi Hirakawa looked at the figure who quickly stood up and then stood there in a daze in front of the desk, and he understood all at once.

But...what can she do?

Tetsufumi Hirakawa walked over with some confusion.

"Amamiya-san, what's wrong with you?"

"..."

The guilty girl did not answer his question.

But even if he didn't respond, it wouldn't affect Hirakawa Tetsufumi's answer.

He walked a few steps to the desk, looked down at Yu Gongye's petite body, and could see three booklets on the desk.

"..."

Tetsufumi Hirakawa understood why Amemiya Ye was shocked by his return.

"..."

At this time, Amemiya Ye, whose body was frozen, knew that she could no longer hide it. She slowly turned around, raised her head slightly, and showed a cute expression like a kitten on her little face facing him.

"Teacher Hirakawa."

"..."

"As the signatory, I believe that—"

“——Alright, alright.”

Before he could finish his words, Tetsufumi Hirakawa interrupted Amamiya Yo's excuse.

Amamiya Ye shut her mouth obediently and looked at him.

Hirakawa Tetsufumi also looked at the girl, and after a moment, he sighed helplessly.

"Don't worry, I don't blame you."

A smile immediately appeared on Amamiya Ye's face.

"Ah."

She nodded and took a small step to the side to make room.

So, on the desk, the three booklets were completely revealed in front of Tetsufumi Hirakawa.

The three booklets are his graduation albums.

There are three books: elementary school, junior high school and high school.

Originally, these three photo albums were neatly placed on the bookshelf in his study. Then, when he went downstairs to look for Mr. Hisata just now, Amemiya Ye, who was alone in his study, found them out of boredom and took them out.

Even though it was not approved, never mind. There is nothing shameful about the graduation album.

Hirakawa Tetsufumi glanced again at Amemiya Ye who was standing obediently beside him, then looked at the three opened photo albums, and said nothing more.

He took half a step forward, stood in front of the desk, and looked at the photo album carefully.

It's really nostalgic.

The fingertips brushed across the slightly yellowed elementary school graduation album, then across the slightly old junior high school graduation album, and finally left the paper of the relatively new high school graduation album.

The newness and oldness of the photo albums record the passage of time, and the photos on them record his past. In short, they are all traces of time.

Time is something that always triggers emotions in people, and Tetsufumi Hirakawa is no exception.

When I see the photo, the thought comes to my mind: “Did I look like this before?”

"So this is what Mr. Hirakawa looked like when he was a child." Amemiya Ye, who was standing next to him, leaned over to look at him, and even had the same idea as him.

Hirakawa Tetsufumi stared at his elementary school photo and couldn't help but smile: "Yeah."

"Cute." Amamiya Ye said.

"..."

Tetsufumi Hirakawa was speechless for a moment, then continued.

"Don't use that word to describe teachers."

In order to maintain his dignity as a teacher, he said this, then Tetsufumi Hirakawa stretched out his hand and flipped the photo album.

One photo after another, from the first grade to the sixth grade, records his various activities, sports meet, school festival, hiking...

All sorts.

Finally, the hand stopped.

In Hirakawa Tetsufumi's sight, the elementary school photo album on the desk stopped at a page of a table.

"Hmm?" Amamiya Ye looked at the table curiously.

It was a very simple form, not very long. In addition to basic information such as class name, there was also -

“What kind of person do you want to be when you grow up?”

Amemiya Ye read out the most conspicuous one among them.

In this column, Tetsufumi Hirakawa, who was in sixth grade at the time, wrote in a very solemn handwriting, so solemn that it didn't look like that of an elementary school student.

"Teacher... Did Mr. Hirakawa decide to become a teacher in elementary school?"

Amamiya Ye raised her face and looked at him.

Tetsufumi Hirakawa stared at the words on the form, his thoughts becoming a little vague. In his mind, he vaguely recalled the afternoon during graduation season when he filled out the form.

"..."

"Oh, yes."

After coming to his senses, Hirakawa Tetsufumi faced Amamiya Yo, smiled and nodded with some unknown emotion.

Although most students, when they were young, talked about what they wanted to be in the future, they always said "teacher", "scientist", "doctor" and other answers that sounded good, but in fact they were just random answers for them.

If everyone could grow up according to the "dreams" they filled out in elementary school, then more than half of the people in this world would probably be teachers, scientists, doctors, and other professions.

But Tetsufumi Hirakawa is different. After all, he is not an ordinary elementary school student.

He was quite serious when filling out the form.

And it’s not just elementary school graduation albums.

Suddenly thinking of it, Tetsufumi Hirakawa took his hand away from the elementary school graduation album and turned to the nearby junior high school graduation album.

I found it after just a few pages.

It was almost the same table recording various information. Similarly, in the "Future" column, Hirakawa Tetsufumi wrote in the same neat handwriting:

"Become a teacher." Amemiya Ye followed his fingertips and read out the column he pointed to with a slightly surprised tone.

"That's not all."

Tetsufumi Hirakawa looked like he wanted to show off something, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and he looked a little happy.

He turned to his high school graduation album.

Soon, a similar table was found.

In the column for "career options after graduation", as always, it was filled in with "teacher".

"look."

Tetsufumi Hirakawa pointed his fingertips at the white paper.

From elementary school to high school, his ideas have never changed.

Of course, this is not actually accurate. The correct statement is that his thoughts have never changed from his previous life to this life.

Since being influenced by that teacher, becoming a teacher has become his ultimate goal.

The heart is firm and never wavers.