I am a teacher at a girls' school in Tokyo

Shinohara Shiori glanced to the side and spoke to Hirakawa Tetsufumi.

"Teacher Hirakawa, although you have hypnotized many people, you have only entered a dream with Shiori, right?"

“This… is it.”

Shinohara Shiori felt that she had won again.

……

At this point, today's affairs are almost over. Hirakawa Tetsufumi asked Hisata Masu and Shinohara Shiori to meet today in order to explain this series of events clearly.

Now that it's been explained clearly, there's nothing to worry about.

When it was time to say goodbye...it was clear that Hisada Masuki thought the same.

There are some things that she still needs to digest carefully.

Finally, she glanced at Tetsufumi Hirakawa and Shinohara Shiori and suggested leaving first.

"I go first."

"Well, then..."

"There are some things I'll tell you after I think about them."

"Okay, be careful on the road."

"Ah."

Then, when Hisada Masaki walked out of Hirakawa Tetsufumi's house and her back disappeared around the corner, and Hirakawa Tetsufumi withdrew his gaze and closed the door, he heard Shinohara Shiori speaking.

What she said was:

"Teacher Hirakawa, now, Teacher Hisada is gone."

"..."

A very ambiguous hint.

Chapter 334 Dilemma

After spending a long time making up his mind, Tetsufumi Hirakawa finally rejected Shinohara Shiori's overly obvious hint.

I don't know what to do, but this isn't okay. As soon as Hisata left, he wanted to get close to Shinohara Shiori. This is too bad.

Hirakawa Tetsufumi's refusal naturally caused dissatisfaction from Miss Shinohara.

She stood straight, her every move and gesture was that of a lady from a noble family, but her eyes were filled with resentment as she stared at him.

The look in the girl's eyes really makes people feel guilty.

Tetsufumi Hirakawa could only pretend he didn't know and picked up a passing cat...it was a Chimera.

Chimera was also dissatisfied and meowed and waved its claws.

But, even if I can't control Miss Shinohara, I can't also subdue a mere cat, right?

Tetsufumi Hirakawa was holding the cat by himself.

"Um, Shiori...is there anything else you need?"

Shinohara Shiori did not answer immediately. She stared for a long time. However, all the time, Hirakawa Tetsufumi pretended to focus his attention on the cat.

"..."

Shinohara Shiori walked over to the sofa and sat down again.

There was a brief silence. Shinohara Shiori didn't say anything, and Hirakawa Tetsufumi didn't say anything either. They were just playing with the cat.

It was not until a while later that Chimei in Tetsuo Hirakawa's arms became a little impatient and wagged her tail. Only then did he hear Shinohara Shiori's faint sigh coming from the other side.

"Teacher Hirakawa, you are always like this, being hot and cold towards Shiori..."

"..."

Tetsufumi Hirakawa's hands, which were holding the cat, froze. The already annoyed Chimera in his arms took advantage of this moment to struggle out of his arms, jumped down, landed on its front feet, then scurried away and went upstairs.

Hirakawa Tetsufumi ignored Chimera and looked at Shinohara Shiori.

She was also looking at him, sitting on the sofa, looking at him with resentful eyes.

"It's always like this. When we take a step forward, we suddenly retreat."

"Say those words suddenly in the bookstore."

"I suddenly started avoiding Shiori at school."

"After the dream ended, he disappeared all of a sudden."

"You said you wanted to be together, and the next moment you said you couldn't let go of Hisada-sensei."

“It still is.”

"The way you treat Shiori has never changed..." Shiori Shinohara's tone was calm and slow, wrapped in a strong sense of resentment, "Teacher Hirakawa, Shiori will be very sad if you do this."

She took another breath, as if forcing herself to cheer herself up, a bitter smile appearing at the corner of her mouth.

"Or is it because Shiori did all this willingly, so Shiori must accept this treatment?"

"..."

"..."

"I……"

In silence, Tetsufumi Hirakawa's voice was stuck in his throat and he couldn't utter any excuse.

Shinohara Shiori's eyes were always fixed on his eyes, making him feel guilty and distressed.

If you think about it carefully, what Shinohara Shiori said is absolutely right.

She always looked forward to his response, but he always let this young lady down, and always gave up his fantasy when it seemed like they could go one step further.

No matter how passionately you love someone, you will get hurt after seeing things like this happen again and again, right?

Tetsufumi Hirakawa stared at Shinohara Shiori for a long time.

At a certain moment, the myriad thoughts in my mind finally turned into actual actions.

"Shiori...I'm sorry."

As Hirakawa Tetsufumi said this, he walked towards Shinohara Shiori. He walked over to her side, sat down, and put his arm around the girl's shoulders.

Perhaps it was because of his state of mind, at this moment, the girl's body in his arms gave him a slender feeling, like a flower swaying in the slight breeze, which could be blown lightly. He didn't use much force, and Shinohara Shiori fell into his arms.

But why did the wind seem to be getting stronger and stronger? The delicate flowers were about to be blown down by it.

——By the time Hirakawa Tetsufumi reacted, he was already lying on the sofa, looking at Shinohara Shiori on him, blinking helplessly.

It turns out that it wasn't the wind that blew hard, but Shinohara Shiori who pushed him down...

"Shiori?" Hirakawa Tetsufumi looked at the girl's face anxiously.

The sadness in his eyes had long since dissipated, replaced by a dangerous heat that was like a leaping flame.

He wanted to stand up again, but the girl sitting on his waist was much more difficult to break free than he had imagined.

After moving his body twice, Hirakawa Tetsufumi silently glanced down. The pleated skirt had been messed up and fell on him. The girl's seductive legs were exposed, and his sight extended a little downwards, and he could see the slight marks of being squeezed by the white stockings.

The white area between the stockings and the hem of the skirt is called the absolute area.

Of course, what cannot be ignored is that the girl is sitting on his waist.

"..."

Tetsufumi Hirakawa couldn't move.

Shinohara Shiori rested her hands on his chest, staring straight at him, with a visible blush on her delicate face.

But there was no backing down.

"Teacher Hirakawa." The girl restrained her voice, "It's not okay for you to keep treating Shiori like this, right?"

Tetsufumi Hirakawa felt something was not right. The girl's soft body pressing on him was eroding his will.

"Ah... um... Shiori, how about... coming down first?"

"Shiori is not kidding...Shiori will really be sad."

"This...that...anyway..." Things are getting worse and worse.

Tetsufumi Hirakawa had to shamelessly admit a fact: Miss Shinohara's body was really very attractive.

She was on top of him, pressing him, the girl's tight legs wanting to be entangled.

Delicate face, red lips and white teeth.

The upper body is bent, with the collar slightly open, revealing a fair and beautiful neck, collarbone, and small undulations that are enough to attract the eye in the dim light where no light can reach.

Tetsufumi Hirakawa couldn't help but glance inside the collar, looked for several seconds, and then moved away awkwardly.

He reached out and grabbed Shiori Shinohara's shoulders.

"Shiori, Shiori, calm down, okay?"

The innocent young lady blinked and moved her legs slightly.

"Isn't it Mr. Hirakawa who should be calm?"

"..."

"Of course, Mr. Hirakawa doesn't need to be calm."

“…Not very good.” Tetsufumi Hirakawa is still holding on for the time being.

"Why isn't it good?"

"Because Hisata..."

Before I could even finish my words, I was refuted.

"What is the relationship between Mr. Hisada and Shiori? Mr. Hirakawa rejected Shiori with this reason. Do you think Shiori is not sad enough?"

"..."

Tetsufumi Hirakawa was speechless again.

"Shiori doesn't think there's anything wrong with liking Mr. Hirakawa and wanting to be closer to you. But Mr. Hirakawa is wrong for rejecting Shiori with this reason, isn't he?"

Shinohara Shiori said this and was about to bend down.

"..."

Tetsufumi Hirakawa felt that if this continued, he might not have the strength - or will - to resist.

In fact, it’s already a bit unbearable now.

What's more, I like her very much. I should say I like her very much.

How can this be easily rejected?

The strength in his hands to resist was getting weaker and weaker. Hirakawa Tetsufumi looked at the face and rosy lips of the girl who was gradually approaching. He pursed his lips and raised his jaw slightly... He almost took the initiative to kiss her.

——But almost means, no.

The hot air was exchanged between the breaths of Hirakawa Tetsufumi and Shinohara Shiori, just as they were about to touch each other, and then—

"Click." The sound of the lock on the door being turned.

What followed was the sound of a door opening, shoes changing, and someone walking into the living room in slippers.

Hisada Moki stood not far from the sofa, hugging her chest, silently watching the two people who were about to stick together on the sofa.

Hirakawa Tetsufumi's body was completely stiff, like a corpse that had been thrown outdoors in the ice and snow for dozens of days in minus degrees Celsius and dried up, motionless.

Shinohara Shiori opened her lips slightly and looked blankly at Hisada Moki who walked in and interrupted them again.

She still couldn't kiss him.

With a gloomy face, no matter how you look at it, her current posture is indeed not very elegant and not in accordance with etiquette.

Shinohara Shiori sat down, got up from Hirakawa Tetsufumi, patted the wrinkles on her body, straightened her skirt, pulled the hem of her top, adjusted her collar, and smoothed her hair.

After completing a series of actions, my emotions calmed down a little.

Shinohara Shiori straightened up and looked at Hisada Masaki.