I am a teacher at a girls' school in Tokyo

Shinohara Shiori looked at the teacher who was holding her hand tightly.

Everything has changed.

She, Shiori Shinohara, finally got the response from the person she had been waiting for all her journey.

It's not a dream, but a response to reality.

The slight coolness of the air blowing across my lips, and the feeling of our bodies pressed closely together.

My brain started to heat up after the kiss, and my body seemed to melt and merge with the teacher in front of me.

Yes, this is real, not a dream.

The time spent watching each other quietly in the dark no longer exists, and the twists and turns of experiences that shattered the dreams have become the testimony of the two people being able to be together.

The sad past is no longer sad, but shrouded in romantic colors. The fleeting fireworks of the summer festival have become the most splendid memories. On the beach at Christmas, under the morning sun and mixed with the salty sea breeze, the teacher's refusal seems to sound beautiful.

Now, everything is as she wished.

The excitement turned into a heartbeat that was beating faster and faster, as if it was about to jump out of the chest. The sparkling gaze had substance, overflowing from the clear eyes.

Hirakawa Tetsufumi was stunned for a moment, and then, in a panic, he tried to pull out the hand that Shinohara Shiori was holding... But the girl didn't want him to let her go, so she held it tightly.

"Shiori, why are you crying?"

Hirakawa Tetsufumi quickly used his other hand to touch the young lady's icy tears and gently wiped them away.

"Shiori didn't cry."

There was a sparkling light in her eyes, but she was smiling, and her mouth was also smiling. It was a beautiful smile that belonged to a dignified lady from a noble family.

"Shiori should be happy."

"Are you so happy that you want to cry?" said Tetsufumi Hirakawa, moving his hand to wipe the tears from the other side of the girl.

Shinohara Shiori continued to smile and reached out to grab Hirakawa Tetsufumi's hand as he was trying to wipe away his tears.

Now, both of her hands were held by her.

"Yeah." Shinohara Shiori nodded, quite vigorously, and her long hair behind her nodded along with it, "Because Shiori has been waiting for this day for a long time."

"Okay, I understand." Looking at the girl who was smiling despite her tears, Hirakawa Tetsufumi also laughed, "I understand, Shiori."

"But why don't you wipe your tears?" he asked tentatively.

The eldest lady who was watching him did not refute.

So he gently pulled his hand out of the girl's hand.

Tetsufumi Hirakawa placed his hand on Shinohara Shiori's cheek, touching her delicate, tender face.

He wiped away the last of the tears with his thumb.

"All right."

He put down his hand and took the initiative to hold Shinohara Shiori's hand.

"Ah."

In response, they intertwined their fingers.

The warmth in my hands, the warmth that I don’t want to let go.

Shinohara Shiori couldn't help but move closer to Hirakawa Tetsufumi, leaning her head gently on his shoulder, with her long hair hanging behind her.

"Teacher Hirakawa, this time, Shiori will not let you leave again."

"I haven't thought about leaving either." Hirakawa Tetsufumi also leaned gently against the girl's head, and his nose could clearly smell the fragrance of her hair.

"Teacher Hirakawa said the same thing before."

"..." Hirakawa Tetsufumi was embarrassed for a moment, then continued, "That was a dream, it's different."

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"..."

"By the way, Mr. Hirakawa." Speaking of the dream, Shinohara Shiori suddenly remembered. She tilted her head to a small angle and was able to see the profile of Hirakawa Tetsufumi.

"Why didn't you enter the dream this time?"

Hirakawa Tetsufumi responded to her gaze, which was extremely clear and full of unconcealable liking... a preference for her.

"Because I have decided to accept Shiori. We no longer need dreams to maintain our relationship."

"..."

"..."

"Is that so?" Shinohara Shiori nodded slightly.

In fact, she didn't quite understand what the relationship was between the dream and accepting her, and -

"Come to think of it, Shiori still doesn't know what dreams are?"

"Hmm..." Hirakawa Tetsufumi pondered for a moment, "It may be a little complicated to explain. Let's talk about this with Shiori later?"

"Okay." Shinohara Shiori didn't mind.

Now, she can lean on this teacher with peace of mind, and nothing else matters.

However, just as I was thinking this, I was interrupted unexpectedly.

"Please enjoy."

——With these words, accompanied by the crisp sound of the dinner plates touching the table, the waitress placed the two cups of tea they had just ordered in front of them.

Of course, what is indispensable is the young waitress's vague gossipy eyes.

"..."

"..."

Fortunately, after putting it down, he quietly glanced at them and left.

But, she must be mumbling something in her heart, right?

For example... there were three people coming together a few days ago, and two girls were jealous of him, but today, there is only one girl left... They will definitely gossip, right?

Maybe it will even be told to colleagues as a topic of conversation.

Of course, this kind of thing doesn’t matter at all, after all, they are complete strangers.

However, Miss Shinohara caught this vaguely gossipy look...the fluctuation in her eyes definitely showed that she was thinking of something.

What else can you think of when you see this waiter?

Of course, it happened a few days ago, the one who was with Mr. Hirakawa - Mr. Hisata.

"..."

"..."

They were still holding hands, but Shinohara Shiori left Hirakawa Tetsufumi's shoulder.

She sat up a little straighter and met his gaze.

"Teacher Pingchuan..." The tone, which was just passionate, now has a hint of hesitation.

She ran her hand through her long hair.

"What about you and Mr. Hisada?"

——I really want to ask this question off the top of my head.

However, in this kind of situation, for two people who have just come together with great difficulty, it would be inappropriate to ask such a question, right?

It’s like when you just successfully confessed your love to each other and got together, you ask the other person, “How is your ex-girlfriend?”

What's more, their situation is a bit special. She just snatched her teacher Pingchuan back from his "ex-girlfriend".

——That's right, in Shinohara Shiori's heart, since her teacher Hirakawa was already sitting here, responded to her, held her hand, and kissed her.

Then it goes without saying that he must have chosen her between Mr. Hisata and her, right?

Then, Hisada-sensei is of course Hirakawa-sensei's ex-girlfriend.

Ok……

Although Mr. Pingchuan belonged to someone else for a short time and also had an ex-girlfriend, it is somewhat unwilling to think about this kind of thing.

But it doesn’t matter, she is the first person to be together and the final winner.

So, let's just let this matter go for now?

After all, for her teacher Hirakawa, making such a difficult decision must have been very difficult, right?

At this time, you should show your tenderness as a girlfriend, or in other words, the magnanimity of a winner.

Well, she is a winner.

"What's wrong, Shiori?" Tetsufumi Hirakawa looked at Shiori Shinohara who seemed to be hesitant to speak.

"No, nothing." Shinohara Shiori shook her head quickly, the hesitation disappeared, and she smiled again, "Teacher Hirakawa, Shiori wants to say... Shiori likes you."

"...Why are you suddenly saying this so seriously?" Tetsufumi Hirakawa stared at the girl with some confusion and blinked.

"is it not OK?"

"Of course you can."

"It means that Shiori can't hide her love for you at all... and she can't help but say it out loud."

"..."

The dignified, elegant, noble young lady, but only in front of me, her eyes were so hot that they could melt everything. She was really...

"Of course I know about this kind of thing, Shiori." Hirakawa Tetsufumi smiled and moved close to the girl's face.

He held Shiori Shinohara's lips and kissed her.

"I like Shiori, too."

"Ah."

In this reassuring kiss, all doubts disappeared, and Shinohara Shiori no longer wanted to care about things that might upset her.

As long as her teacher Pingchuan belongs to her, that's all that's enough.

……

On a suitable afternoon, the coffee shop is quiet with only occasional whispers and the crisp sound of iron spoons tapping against the wall of the cup.

Such an environment is perfect for couples to spend time together.

Sitting next to him with the young lady who had devoted her whole heart to him, Tetsufumi Hirakawa enjoyed this atmosphere.

"Just as Shiori always restrained her love for me, in fact, I also always restrained my love for Shiori. Until now, the love that I restrained in my heart has broken through all obstacles like a flood, and I can't help but express it to Shiori."

——This is what he whispered softly in Shinohara Shiori's ear just now.

That’s right, those experiences with this girl gradually fostered a love that could not be fully expressed.

The love had been secretly accumulating in his heart until today, when, in reality, Tetsufumi Hirakawa finally held the hand of this young lady and kissed her lips.

The love that was determined and broke through all obstacles was as passionate as that summer festival and the girl who was desperate to keep him by her side.

In fact, his joy was no less than that of the young lady.

He liked her, everything about her, whether it was her exquisite appearance, her ardent preference for him, or her small breasts... even her somewhat bad personality became adorable.

If I could always be with her, this lovely young lady, in the future... just thinking about this, I couldn't help but smile and my heart would beat with joy.

Tetsufumi Hirakawa has been immersed in his time with Shinohara Shiori, imagining the future.

then……

I casually scanned the coffee shop and suddenly caught a glimpse of something.

Hirakawa Tetsufumi stopped looking.

What he saw was a girl sitting quietly in the distance, hiding her face with her cap pulled down - but the familiar figure was recognizable no matter how hard he tried.

It's Hazuki Reiya.

Her eyes were on him, reminding him.

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