I am a teacher at a girls' school in Tokyo

It was so complicated that even Hisada Maki herself could hear that there was something wrong with the tone.

It was so complicated that she saw the two students stand up and exchange silent glances.

"Teacher Hisada, the classmates in the class heard that you were sick, so they assigned me and Inaba to represent the whole class to visit the teacher."

Takao-san explained.

Then, Inaba, a classmate next to him, handed over a bag of fruit.

"..."

I was a little touched and a little flustered.

"...Well, anyway, why don't you guys come in first?"

Hisada Moki took the bag of fruit with mixed emotions.

She moved aside to make room for the door.

"Teacher Hisada, excuse me."

Two girls walked in.

-

The three of them sat on the sofa.

Hisada Masu held the half-human-tall rabbit in her arms - when she felt flustered, shy, etc.... this made her feel a little more at ease.

She watched the two students look around her living room with curiosity.

"The teacher's house is so tidy."

"Thank you."

"Teacher Hisada, are you okay?"

"It's okay... much better."

“The bear pajamas are so cute.”

"Thank you."

"Because Hisada-sensei is cute, the bear pajamas are cute."

"..."

"Can I touch this rabbit?"

"……certainly."

"Teacher, do you live alone?" I asked suddenly.

"Yes... yes, the teacher lives alone."

"Hey, wouldn't it be inconvenient if I live alone?"

“Sometimes, it’s a little inconvenient, but it’s okay.”

"What do you do when you're sick, like this time?"

"The only thing you can do is not to get sick. If you get sick, there's nothing you can do."

"Then Mr. Hisada, don't you plan to find a boyfriend so that you have someone to take care of you?"

"..."

silence.

The real purpose is revealed? She has heard this story before.

"Oh yeah, Mr. Hisada is so pretty, it must be easy to find her."

Inaba next to him also started to join in.

"Well, how can I put it..."

Hisada Masuki kind of wanted to bury her face in the rabbit.

However, in front of students, a teacher must have the authority.

"I don't have any plans for now..."

She sat up straight, twisting a strand of hair with her index finger.

"My work is very hard, so I don't think about this kind of thing."

"But the classmates in the class all said that Mr. Hisada and Mr. Hirakawa...are a good match."

"That's what I think. Mr. Hirakawa is also very handsome, especially when he teaches us Chinese." Inaba also began to agree.

“…Ah, um, um, that’s not the case.”

Just saying this, I feel my face getting hot. Can Mr. Hirakawa hear it in the bedroom?

"Okay, let's not talk about that - how are the classmates in the class?"

Quickly changed the subject.

"My classmates are very nice. There's nothing much to worry about. I just miss Mr. Hisata," said Takao.

"That's right, teacher, I hope you get better soon." Inaba said.

"But Mr. Hisata, are you really not planning to find a boyfriend?" Takao suddenly asked back.

“…” The first two sentences are obviously very touching, but in the end they go back to the beginning.

"I really don't have any plans."

"..."

"..."

It was just such a casual chat, with two students accompanying her, talking about some trivial things.

At last.

"Then Mr. Hisada, we'll take our leave now."

Takao and Inaba said as they bowed.

Hisada Moki also stood up from the sofa and put down the rabbit.

"Takao-san, Inaba-san, thank you for coming to see the teacher today."

"Hehe, it's nothing. The classmates in the class all hope that Mr. Hisada will recover soon."

"Okay, the teacher is much better now. We'll see you next week."

"Yeah, that's good."

I escorted Takao-san and Inaba-san to the door.

The two students bowed to her again before leaving.

"Goodbye, Mr. Hisada."

"Goodbye, Takao-san, Inaba-san."

Hisada Masu was about to close the door.

Then she heard two students, who had turned around and were about to take the elevator downstairs, speaking in a voice that "seemed like a whisper, but was actually quite loud."

"Hey, Inaba, Hisata-sensei lives alone, right?"

"Yes."

"Then why are there men's shoes at the entrance?"

"do not know."

"The bedroom door is also closed."

"Ah."

Then, the two girls turned around together and faced her with bright smiles.

"Teacher, don't worry, we won't tell anyone."

Takao even put his index finger to his lips, making a gesture of silence.

"..."

"..."

"..."

The door of Hisata's house was not closed until the two students had entered the elevator.

What is life?

Chapter 38: Take the enemy by surprise

On a quiet afternoon, the mid-April wind blew through the apartment buildings, brushed past my ears, and blew up the ends of my hair.

Hisada Masu stood at the door, her hand on the door handle gradually losing support and falling down.

Her eyes were fixed on an empty space, watching quietly, even though there was nothing there and the students who had originally stood there had already taken the elevator away.

"..."

It was not until a long time later that she gently closed the door and stood at the entrance.

The room was silent and the bedroom door was closed.

At this moment, she looked down and saw Teacher Hirakawa's shoes quietly placed in the corner of the entrance.

"..."

After another long silence, Hisada Moki raised her head and quietly walked to the living room and the sofa.

She looked at her white rabbit, picked it up, buried her face in it, and squatted down.

People can never know what they want because they can only live once and cannot compare it with their previous lives or correct it in the next life.

Is it better to let Mr. Pingchuan hide, or to explain it openly?

There is no way to test which choice is good, because there is no comparison. Everything is experienced immediately, just once, and there is no preparation. It is like an actor going on stage without rehearsal.

The living room is brightly lit, and suitable outdoor light passes through the transparent glass windows, silently filling the living room.

The lovely female teacher, wearing teddy bear pajamas with her short tail exposed, was holding a half-human-high rabbit doll, squatting on the ground, her face invisible, and silent.

Only a little bit of hot red quietly emerged from the ears.

……

When Tetsufumi Hirakawa opened the bedroom door and walked silently from the bedroom to the living room, this was the scene he saw.

He looked at Mr. Hisata who was squatting on the ground, silent, not knowing how to start.

Although… he didn't know what exactly was going on, and why Hisata-sensei wanted him to hide just because students came.

The conversation in the living room could only be heard vaguely through the bedroom door. As for what happened after the student left, I had no idea.

But he knows...

His shoes were neatly arranged in the entrance.

"..."

Ah...it's not that he didn't remind Mr. Hisata, it's just that he has no experience in hiding in other people's homes?

It’s normal that I didn’t think of it the first time, right?

All I can say is that after this lesson, I will try to remember to hide my shoes next time I hide in someone else’s house.

Well... although it seems that this experience is of no use.

Finally, after a long period of silence, Tetsufumi Hirakawa sighed, and the silent living room finally heard a sound as his sigh rang out. The still painting in front of him also began to move.

Teacher Hisada, the little bear squatting on the ground holding a rabbit, finally raised her head and faced the reality that she was unwilling to accept.

"... Mr. Hirakawa."

Hisada Masu opened her mouth, her voice light and lighter than air, just like the girl who lowered her head amidst the boos in high school.