I am a teacher at a girls' school in Tokyo

Walking to the sofa, Tetsufumi Hirakawa finally recognized that the phone in the girl's hand was his.

"Why, Shiori can't watch?"

Shinohara Shiori, who was lying on the sofa, raised her face, smiled, and asked back like this.

"No, yes, of course."

Under the girl's gaze, Tetsufumi Hirakawa retreated, spoke helplessly, and then sat on the edge of the sofa, next to the girl's body.

"But what are you looking at?"

"nothing."

Shinohara Shiori locked her phone and put it aside. She sat up a little straighter, then leaned back against the chest of Hirakawa Tetsufumi, who had just finished a shower and was still hot and smelling of shower gel.

"Oh fine."

Tetsufumi Hirakawa took a last look at the cell phone that Shinohara Shiori had thrown aside, then facing the body in his arms that was filled with the fragrance of a young girl, he was too lazy to care about the cell phone anymore.

He threw the towel aside, put his arm around the girl's shoulders, and lowered his head.

The tip of my nose was filled with the scent of the girl's long hair.

They hugged each other quietly for a while. In the silent space, their heartbeats were beating quietly and their breathing was floating gently.

Body temperature is also being transmitted through contact with each other.

A hazy air filled with ambiguity permeated between the two of them.

So, without knowing when, their lips were already touching and kissing.

Tetsufumi Hirakawa absorbed the sweet scent from the girl.

An addictive, greedy taste.

After kissing for a long time, they separated and Tetsufumi Hirakawa hugged Shinohara Shiori.

"Shiori." Hirakawa Tetsufumi's breathing became a little heavier, and it was very obvious in the empty living room where only the two of them were.

"Yes, Mr. Hirakawa." Shinohara Shiori, leaning on his chest, responded while listening to her heartbeat beside her ear.

"Shall we go back to the room?"

"okay."

"Let's go."

"Ah."

"..."

Even though they said this, the two people hugging each other did not move, as if neither of them wanted to disturb the quiet atmosphere.

After hugging for a while, Tetsufumi Hirakawa, who was sitting on the sofa, finally moved.

"We really need to go back to the room."

"Ok."

Shinohara Shiori responded with her arm still around Hirakawa Tetsufumi.

"But how do we get there?"

"At a time like this, Mr. Hirakawa should hold Shiori up, that would be more romantic, right?"

"..."

Tetsufumi Hirakawa had nothing to say.

Shinohara Shiori raised her head a little.

"What's wrong? Mr. Hirakawa can't hold Shiori?"

His eyes were shining, and he couldn't refuse the girl's request at all.

"How can it be."

Tetsufumi Hirakawa said.

Although going up to the second floor and carrying the girl might be a little difficult, at this moment, saying it is impossible would ruin the atmosphere.

And considering that Miss Shinohara is not heavy, her slender body must not exceed 45kg.

"Let's go."

Tetsufumi Hirakawa said while looking at Shiori Shinohara.

The girl curled her lips, stretched out her hands, and waited for him.

Tetsufumi Hirakawa first lifted the quilt covering Shinohara Shiori.

Thus, the beautiful body of the girl, hidden in the quilt and wearing only a white shirt, was suddenly exposed to the eyes of Tetsufumi Hirakawa.

Exposed white and tender thighs, bent knees, slender calves, beautiful ankles, feet gently moving toes, a pair of perfect girl's legs, like a perfect work of art, just appeared before your eyes.

The most important thing is that the wide hem of the slightly messy white shirt can no longer cover it at all.

A touch of white, the purest beauty that is always hidden under a girl's skirt appeared in his eyes.

Hirakawa Tetsufumi stopped his gaze on the girl's thigh.

A white shirt paired with a white body is totally cheating and makes people unable to take their eyes off it.

After several seconds, Shinohara Shiori stretched out her hands and let Hirakawa Tetsufumi admire her body, smiling and speaking softly.

"Teacher Hirakawa, if you keep reading, Shiori will catch a cold."

After lifting the quilt, the exposed legs felt the coolness of winter.

Only then did Tetsuo Hirakawa react and moved his eyes away from Shinohara Shiori's legs.

"Feel sorry."

He met Shinohara Shiori's gaze and expressed his apology.

At the same time, he finally reached out and responded to Shinohara Shiori's outstretched hands.

One arm went around the girl's back and the other around her legs.

Shinohara Shiori also naturally wrapped her arms around his neck.

So, feeling the girl's body temperature and softness in his hands, Tetsufumi Hirakawa took a deep breath and picked up Shinohara Shiori from the sofa.

"let's go."

"Ah."

……

He walked through the living room, climbed the stairs to the second floor, pushed open the door of the room, and finally, placed the girl's lithe body on the bed.

The moment the girl's back touched the soft bed, she held Hirakawa Tetsufumi's neck tightly and brought him to the bed.

So, I took advantage of the situation and pressed it down.

Taking a breath, Tetsufumi Hirakawa pressed on the girl, Shinohara Shiori, tightly.

The young lady's stunning face was now just a few centimeters below him.

"Shiori."

Feeling the body temperature, the touch of this soft body, her breath, Hirakawa Tetsufumi felt his body restless.

He looked at Shinohara Shiori's face and her swan-like, smooth and slender neck. The girl's body was too perfect, and no matter how he looked at it, there was no flaw to be found.

Shinohara Shiori responded to him with a passionate kiss.

Tetsufumi Hirakawa also began to respond to the girl's passionate emotions.

By the time the kiss ended, Tetsufumi Hirakawa's body was completely pressed on Shinohara Shiori.

His hands were no longer supporting the bed, he was feeling Shinohara Shiori's heartbeat.

A small, undulating, lovely, thumping heart.

Youthful elasticity.

"Teacher Hirakawa."

Shinohara Shiori called him, her pleasant voice, her dignified honorifics, but at this time, it brought a different feeling to this matter.

The legs were wrapped around his body.

……

The two people who were entangled with each other separated a little after a moment.

Tetsufumi Hirakawa looked at Shiori Shinohara, a pretty face that could not be described in any way. She was a pure girl, wearing a white, messy shirt that exposed her neck and collarbone.

At this moment, everything in front of me makes people restless.

Shinohara Shiori was also looking at Tetsufumi Hirakawa, her teacher who was right in front of her.

Her hands held the face.

Although he is a teacher, he looks too young, with a gentle and somewhat handsome face.

"Teacher Hirakawa, my teacher Hirakawa."

Her eyes were filled with mist.

His heart was pounding so hard that the sound could be felt in his hands.

This was her wish, which she had hidden for a very long time and finally revealed. Now, it seemed that it was finally going to come true.

As long as she continues, just a few more steps, the teacher Pingchuan whom she cares about and wants to possess will belong to her.

Everything was going as planned, steadily and without any deviation.

As long as this continues, even if he wakes up, even if everything now is not his original intention, her teacher Pingchuan will not be irresponsible.

She knows him.

So just keep going like this, it'll be fine.

Although the means are a bit bad, it doesn’t matter. The emotions were destined to be wrong from the beginning, and only the wrong means can lead to the ending.

That's right, right?

Besides, it’s not necessarily all bad.

After all, her teacher Pingchuan really liked her.

He still has her figure in his heart, so even if it is this terrible so-called dream, it can't be considered as going against his wishes, right?

He likes her and she likes him too.

In that case, there's absolutely no problem for two people who like each other to be together, right?

"Teacher Hirakawa, right?"

Shinohara Shiori held Hirakawa Tetsufumi's face and looked directly into his eyes. Those clear eyes originally reflected the classroom, the podium and the students, but now, there was only her in those eyes.

He was looking at her, and in this dream, she was the only one in his eyes.

"What's right?"

As they looked at each other, Tetsufumi Hirakawa lowered his head and kissed Shinohara Shiori's neck and collarbone while asking.

"You like Shiori, right?"

"Why are you asking such a question at this time?"

When he left the girl's chest, Tetsuo Hirakawa raised his face slightly and smiled at Shinohara Shiori.

"Of course I like Shiori, very much," he said.

"Well, Shiori likes you too." The corners of Shiori Shinohara's mouth curled up, but she was not smiling.

"What's wrong?" Tetsufumi Hirakawa noticed that something was wrong with the girl, he kissed her lips and asked.

Shinohara Shiori was still holding Hirakawa Tetsufumi's face, staring at him silently, keeping a pretty curve at the corners of her mouth but without a smile, and she didn't say anything.

"What's wrong, Shiori?" As she stared at him, the teacher, who only had eyes for her, finally stopped feeling her feelings and asked with concern, "Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

"Well, no." Shinohara Shiori said softly and shook her head.

"What?"