I am a teacher at a girls' school in Tokyo

"Well, see you later."

"See you later."

"Tap tap tap."

The footsteps left the door and headed downstairs.

Hisada Moki breathed a sigh of relief and closed the door.

When she turned around and walked back into the room, Tetsuo Hirakawa was lying on the bed, staring at her and smiling.

"Moshu, my Moshu, why is your face so red?"

"..." Hisada Mashu glanced at him and didn't respond. "It's all your fault. You made me late."

"Okay, okay, it's all my fault."

"Then I'm leaving now."

"Yeah, okay." Tetsuo Hirakawa got up from the bed, hugged Hisata, kissed her, and separated immediately.

"Then you go first."

"What about you?"

"I... I'll calm down for a moment." Hirakawa Tetsufumi replied casually.

"..."

Hisada Mashu lowered her head to take a look, then turned her head away shyly, and chuckled a little. When she stopped laughing, she muttered something.

"Then calm down."

"Okay." Hirakawa Tetsufumi gave Hisada Masuki a final kiss on the side of her face, "Then you go down first."

"Yeah." Hisata Mosu turned back and kissed him too.

Now we have to say goodbye.

"I'm leaving."

"Ah."

Dragging the suitcase that had been packed long ago, Hisada Masaki said goodbye to Hirakawa Tetsufumi and walked out of the room.

Tetsufumi Hirakawa lay back on his bed alone, staring blankly in boredom.

It was still working hours for his Mo Shu, so of course he couldn't just follow her like that, it wouldn't be appropriate.

And it is even more inappropriate to act in a clingy manner in front of students.

Besides, to be honest, he is a little afraid to face the students in his former class now...

So, he had to wait until they left before leaving.

Also, calm down and stuff... well... you really need to calm down as well.

By the way, he has been with his Mo Shu for more than a month now.

During this month, the relationship between the two, who were already quite familiar with each other and should have been together a long time ago, naturally progressed rapidly.

It feels like there is only one step left...

last step……

Some images naturally began to emerge in Hirakawa Tetsufumi's mind, some... images about Hisata.

It’s a bit bad… I can’t calm down after what happened just now.

Tetsufumi Hirakawa picked up his phone and tapped the screen.

Pingchuan: [Moshu, guess what I am thinking about now? ]

Jasmine: […obscene]

Pingchuan: [Guessed it right]

Jasmine: [……]

……

……

……

The Shinkansen, which has returned to Tokyo, has finally started running.

Moritani ended his three-day and two-night school trip.

"Shinohara-san, what do you think happened to Mr. Hisada?"

Sitting by the window, Shinohara Shiori held a book in one hand and started reading after getting on the bus...but Amamiya Yoru beside her still wouldn't let her be quiet.

Amamiya Yoma talks a lot... I've asked her this question three times.

For the sake of peace and quiet afterwards, Shinohara Shiori had no choice but to respond: "What?"

Amamiya Yoru moved closer to her and lowered his voice.

"Didn't Hazuki-san say before that Mr. Hirakawa went to see Mr. Hisada?"

"..."

Shinohara Shiori didn't want to think about this, but Amemiya Ye insisted on telling her.

"Guess why Mr. Hisada isn't wearing lipstick?"

"..."

Did she really think she was the only one who discovered this?

Shinohara Shiori had to take her eyes off the book and look at Amamiya Yo, warning her with her eyes that it was enough and she should stop talking.

It’s a pity that Amemiya Ye didn’t understand what she meant.

"And he came down from his room very late, and his face was still red, so... maybe Mr. Hirakawa was in Mr. Hisada's room just now?"

"..."

Shinohara Shiori smiled, her smile was dignified and elegant.

"Amamiya-san, shut up."

"Hmm? I think what you said is fine..."

"enough."

Shinohara Shiori didn't want to talk to Amemiya Yo... She didn't know what was wrong with her today. She always picked things to talk about that people didn't want to hear.

Can't you see she doesn't want to listen?

She ignored Yu Gongye and went back to reading.

But, I didn’t watch it for long…

Shinohara Shiori looked at the book, but she couldn't concentrate.

I had just tried my best to ignore it, but after Amamiya Yoru reminded me...

"..."

very bad.

kiss……

"Guess why Mr. Hisada didn't wear lipstick?"

——No, that's not it. She didn't want to imagine Mr. Hirakawa kissing someone else in her mind.

Shinohara Shiori blocked this image from her mind.

What she wanted to recall was... that summer festival, the unforgettable summer festival.

The fireworks rose high into the sky, bloomed in the darkness, and emitted brilliant lights in all directions, as bright as day.

At that moment, she was wearing a bathrobe, put her arms around the teacher's neck, hugged the body she had been longing for, and then kissed him.

It was a kiss whose destination was unknown, a kiss that risked everything.

The most passionate emotion is contained in that cool, sweet kiss with the taste of orange shaved ice.

It was also this kiss that started the summer dream she and her teacher shared.

A dream as brilliant as fireworks, yet short-lived.

When the fireworks faded away and the dream shattered like a bubble... I thought everything was over.

However, during this school trip, she met Hazuki Reiya, a girl who claimed to be Teacher Hirakawa and told her everything.

First love, never forget, can't let go...

Yes, that's what she said.

Shinohara Shiori recalled.

So, just as Amamiya Ye said, is she really willing?

She was Teacher Hirakawa’s first time...and Teacher Hirakawa’s first time was also hers.

The image of Hirakawa-sensei hugging Hisada-sensei and kissing was briefly created in his mind...

This picture should belong to her.

Yes, it should belong to her.

In that dreamy summer dream, such scenes happened more than once.

But now it belongs to someone else?

She was unwilling... yes, very unwilling.

She knows it herself.

Although I have always said that I don’t care anymore, that is only because I am disappointed and I can’t see any hope.

Clinging to hopeless hopes would only hurt herself in the end... That's what she thought.

But now it seems that maybe it is not hopeless?

As long as I open that dream again...there will be hope, right?

That dreamy, beautiful dream that belonged to her and him, since it could be started once, it could be started a second time, right?

'Maybe if I kiss him, he'll be hypnotized and fall into a dream...'

It must be possible, right?

Shinohara Shiori pursed her lips.

Suddenly, the faint, sweet and sour orange flavor reappeared on the soft lips, and fireworks seemed to bloom before my eyes.

She thought, she wanted...

"Do you want to kiss too?" Amemiya Ye stared at Shinohara Shiori's pursed lips and suddenly spoke.

"..."

"..."

Shinohara Shiori came back to her senses with an expressionless face and looked at Amamiya Yoru who interrupted her.

Amemiya Ye laughed and continued talking to himself.

"You must face your inner self and don't run away... This is what Mr. Hirakawa said to this body."

"..."

Shinohara Shiori silently focused her attention back on the book, ignoring Amemiya Yoru who kept whispering in her ear.

Although what she said was true, and her renewed determination had something to do with her, but as expected, she was so annoying.

After she and her teacher Hirakawa get back together, she should let teacher Hirakawa stay away from Amemiya.

Ok.

Miss Shinohara made up her mind.