I am a teacher at a girls' school in Tokyo

"Well..." Shinohara Shiori glanced around, then turned back, her eyes full of curiosity, "Why did Mr. Hirakawa want to get closer?"

"Can you come closer so we can talk?"

"What's the frank answer?"

"Well... because I like Shiori, I want to get closer to her."

Miss Shinohara smiled and nodded lightly.

"Then Mr. Hirakawa, come on, because Shiori also likes Mr. Hirakawa."

"..."

From being dishonest at the beginning to what she is now, this young lady has really changed a lot.

……

Just like that, Tetsufumi Hirakawa left the seat opposite Shinohara Shiori and came to her side.

The distance was quite close, and with just a quick glance, one could see the fair and beautiful profile of this young lady...and her flat chest?

Hello, I didn't go to see it on purpose, I was just sitting next to you and I have the height advantage. From top to bottom, I should be able to notice it no matter how flat it is, right?

——Although I have to say that there is also a reason why I have seen it with my own eyes and touched it with my own hands.

Humans are somewhat nostalgic, and they pay special attention to things they have come into contact with.

Shinohara Shiori looked at him.

"..."

Tetsufumi Hirakawa honestly shifted his attention to the eldest lady's perfect face.

“…Shiori.”

"Why is Mr. Hirakawa so nervous?" Shinohara Shiori gave him a strange look, "Shiori is not a man-eating monster."

"..."

Tetsufumi Hirakawa touched his cheek...it was not hot, but calm.

"Even if it's a monster, it's so cute, it would be willing to be eaten, right?"

"..."

The strange topic flashed by Miss Shinohara in silence.

Tetsufumi Hirakawa also quickly returned to the topic.

"What I just said..."

"What does this thing mean? What does normal mean?" Shinohara Shiori reminded.

"Ah, yes. Yes, that's it." Hirakawa Tetsufumi nodded, his memory finally returning to the present moment from his previous dream, "How should I put it..."

He thought for a moment and then answered.

"From today on, every word I say about my love for Shiori is from the heart, and it is for the purpose of getting closer to Shiori. Those words of love that were paved for rejection are going to be exceptions."

"What else?" Shinohara Shiori looked at him.

"...and more?" Hirakawa Tetsufumi didn't quite understand.

However, after staring at each other at close range for two or three seconds, the girl's eyes finally reminded Tetsufumi Hirakawa what he should do.

Hirakawa Tetsufumi moved closer, almost reaching the girl's ear.

"I like you, Shiori."

"..."

The wind felt a little itchy, so Shinohara Shiori leaned her head on Hirakawa Tetsufumi's shoulder.

"Shiori likes you too, Mr. Hirakawa."

As she spoke, an irrepressible, young lady-like smile appeared on her lips.

"Then why do you say that now?"

"In order to respond to Shiori's love and to be closer to Shiori." Tetsufumi Hirakawa took Shiori Shinohara's hand.

In reality outside of dreams, this was the first time he took the initiative to hold the girl's hand.

This should be the best response, but Miss Shinohara is not satisfied with it.

She held Pingchuan's hand tightly.

"You should know that, right?"

"what do you know?"

"This is reality, not a dream."

"Of course I know that."

His mind was clear and lucid, and the warm touch of the girl's slender hand in his hand was real enough.

"Then you should also know that dreams can be explained away, as you did not act out of your own will, but reality cannot."

"I never thought about making excuses - this is my original intention." Tetsufumi Hirakawa leaned close to Shinohara Shiori's cheek.

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Even at such a close distance, close enough to clearly feel the heat radiating from the girl's skin, everything in front of me was still so perfect.

Crystal clear eyes, long eyelashes, flawless skin, pink lips... Everything about Miss Shinohara is intoxicating, and the smell coming from her body is too good to be true.

The tips of their noses touched each other, and a beautiful, extremely light blush gradually appeared on Shinohara Shiori's fair face.

"Have you really made up your mind?"

"Of course." Hirakawa Tetsufumi answered with certainty.

"Have you really thought about the consequences?"

"I've thought it through."

"This is the wrong path," Shinohara Shiori warned.

"Then I choose to continue making mistakes with Shiori."

“You know it’s wrong but you still want to continue?”

"Just like Shiori, the love has reached the point where I have to continue even though I know it is wrong."

Shinohara Shiori laughed.

"Then you are a terrible teacher."

Tetsufumi Hirakawa was also laughing.

"Shiori is also a terrible student."

"Then Shiori and Mr. Hirakawa are really a perfect match."

"Yes."

"..."

"..."

In silence, their eyes met, their noses touched, and even their lips were about to touch.

The sweet scent of Shinohara Shiori's breathing and speaking lingered at the tip of my nose.

"Aren't you worried about your dreams?" Shinohara Shiori asked before kissing him.

"It doesn't matter anymore." said Tetsufumi Hirakawa.

"Ok?"

"Shiori, there is no need to distinguish between dreams and reality anymore."

"Because I like you, whether in dreams or in reality."

"In dreams, I like you. And in reality, far away from dreams, I still like you."

"Shiori, there's no need to dwell on dreams anymore. It's the same for us."

"..."

Shinohara Shiori no longer hesitated and kissed him.

Chapter 314 "Shiori, Actually... I Still Like Hisata"

The kiss from the young lady Shinohara Shiori was as passionate as her emotions.

In such a passionate kiss, Tetsufumi Hirakawa hugged Shinohara Shiori tightly.

The unique scent of this young lady, the touch of the lips, the sweet taste, everything is transmitted through close contact.

Some are familiar, some are strange.

It was familiar because this was not the first time the two had kissed, and the experiences between the two had been deeply engraved in their minds.

It feels strange because in the past, if it were in reality, Tetsufumi Hirakawa would have resisted... the sudden kiss, the sour and sweet kiss, the moment of contact, he was just dazed, and eager to get away.

And if it was a dream, for Tetsufumi Hirakawa, the kiss between the two would have been filtered through a dreamy and hazy filter, light and airy, like a bubble in the white dew.

Not anymore.

It is not a dream, nor is it hazy, but on the contrary it is very clear; it is reality, but instead of resisting, I immerse myself in this passionate kiss.

This was the first time they kissed in such a state, so calmly, soberly, and passionately.

This was the emotion of the young lady, and this was also his response to the young girl.

It was not until a moment later that the two separated. It was Hirakawa Tetsufumi who pushed her away on his own initiative... Of course, there was no accident.

However, this is a public place after all, and although the backrests of the cafe chairs can block some of the view, you still have to be a little careful.

"Shiori."

Tetsufumi Hirakawa put his hand on the shoulder of Miss Shinohara who seemed to be about to pounce on him again.

"Yes, Mr. Hirakawa." The girl's crystal eyes were filled with love that could be felt just by looking at each other.

All expectations, all likes, everything comes true as wished.

Suddenly, Shinohara Shiori seemed to have returned to the very beginning, the afternoon that symbolized the beginning of everything.

The dim sunset light slanted on the teacher's back as she left her home, and the shadow was stretched very long.

She stood at the door of her house, her eyes were red, she had just cried.

She recalled the conversation between her and her mother in the living room, and the emotions she felt when her mother nodded...then, she looked at the back that had already walked away and was about to disappear.

From that moment on, her story with this teacher was determined.

From classes to wind bands, from riding in the same bus to staying in the concert hall together...through daily interactions, vague emotions become clear.

Then, suddenly, the book "Lolita" shattered my already clear heart.

But he didn't give up.

After the reunion, she was more determined than ever and decided that knowing her feelings was not enough and she wanted to tell him that she loved him.

In the hot summer, with the cicadas chirping non-stop, the girl is desperate to express her feelings.

The love that was blown out in the square of Tokyo Station along with the trumpet sounds of the road show, the willfulness of wanting to be favored.

And there is the waiting at the school gate in the early morning, waiting for him to step through the shade of the trees and come to me.

During the summer vacation, the two of them were the only ones walking along the campus corridor, their straightforward emotions roaming freely under the blue sky.

She accidentally sprained her foot, and he carried her to the infirmary. This was their first intimate contact.

Then, the ardent feelings were met with a firm rejection.

Then, the first dream...

The second dream...

……

After twists and turns, we have arrived at the present and the imagined future.