I am a teacher at a girls' school in Tokyo

The two looked at each other for a long time.

"Teacher Hisada." She greeted politely - although her tone was still cold.

"Yeah." Hisada Moshu also responded coldly.

"How did you get in?"

"I have the key." Hisada Masuki spread out her hands.

A bunch of keys, and the key marks left on the palm of the hand from gripping it too tightly.

Shinohara Shiori bit her lip and asked again.

"Then Mr. Hisada, why are you coming back?"

Hisada Masuki glanced at the coffee table and saw a brown handbag on it.

"Come back and get my bag."

Shinohara Shiori also saw it. After a long while, she raised her eyes and said with a smile, "Teacher Hisata, you really have a bad memory."

"I'm used to it, I didn't notice it."

"It's not that I didn't notice it, it was intentional, right?"

"So what?"

Hisada Masaki admitted it very frankly, leaving Shinohara Shiori speechless.

She let out a breath.

Hisada Masaki no longer cared about Shinohara Shiori. She looked at Hirakawa Tetsufumi, who was lying on the sofa like a corpse, trying to reduce his presence.

She walked forward and stared down at him.

"..."

"..."

Hirakawa Tetsufumi had to come alive and forced out a not-so-good smile: "Ah... Moshu, you're back?"

Hisada Masu ignored this and stretched out her fingers to pinch Hirakawa Tetsufumi's face.

The cool fingertips cheered up Tetsuwen Hirakawa.

"Did you kiss me this time?" asked Hisada Moki.

"No, there isn't one either." Tetsufumi Hirakawa said quickly.

Hisada Masu looked at Shinohara Shiori again.

Although Shinohara Shiori really wanted to say angrily that she did kiss him, and not only did she kiss him, but she also kissed him for a long time, unfortunately, her teacher Hirakawa was now being pinched on the face by Hisata Masaki.

She is angry now and it is Teacher Pingchuan who is hurt.

Shinohara Shiori turned her face away unwillingly and said nothing.

Only then did Hisada Masaki let go of Hirakawa Tetsufumi's face.

As the cool fingers left, Hirakawa Tetsufumi felt the vital beating of his heart again... It was beating very fast, and it could be said that it was full of vitality.

"Then I'll leave." Hisada Moki turned around and picked up the bag on the coffee table.

At this time, Tetsufumi Hirakawa immediately stood up again.

"I send you."

"Ah."

Hirakawa Tetsufumi sent Hisada Moki to the entrance for the second time.

As he walked towards the entrance, Tetsufumi Hirakawa felt his legs go weak and his palms sweat a little. The cold wind that came in from the still open door made his hands and feet cold.

At the entrance, Masuki Hisada changed her shoes and took one last look at Tetsufumi Hirakawa.

"Do you want to continue?"

"..."

Hirakawa Tetsufumi shook his head: "No, no."

After staring at him deeply for a long time, Hisada Moki nodded gently, then turned and left the Hirakawa family.

Hirakawa Tetsufumi stood there, watching Hisada Masaki's figure disappear around the corner outside the door again.

It was not until the bright light from the sky made everything in front of him white and the cold wind made his body feel a little cold that Hirakawa Tetsufumi came to his senses.

He turned around and Shinohara Shiori was already standing behind him.

"..."

"..."

"That... Shiori..." Hirakawa Tetsufumi spoke hesitantly.

"..."

……

Anyway, after Hisada Masu's sudden return and interruption, the previous atmosphere could never be restored.

Not long after, Hirakawa Tetsufumi gently hugged Shinohara Shiori at the entrance, and the girl left silently.

He closed the door, blocking out the outdoor light and wind.

The sound also faded away.

Peace returned to Tetsufumi Hirakawa's home.

Only the cats - the cats that had run away earlier - appeared in the living room again after the two people left. Perhaps these little animals had keenly sensed that the war was over and peace had returned to the earth, so they appeared again.

Especially Chimera, who ran to Tetsufumi Hirakawa.

Tetsufumi Hirakawa squatted at the entrance with a stomachache, looking at the gray-black cat head that suddenly popped up, Chimera.

"Meow." It looked at him, and there seemed to be some happiness in its meow.

"..."

Tetsufumi Hirakawa always felt that it was gloating.

He left his abdomen with one hand and rubbed its round head viciously.

"What meow?"

"Meow--"

Chimera dodged the head and its meow turned into dissatisfaction.

Hirakawa Tetsufumi followed up and continued to rub its head.

"I won't give you food if you continue."

"Meow!"

The Chimera ran away.

Tetsufumi Hirakawa looked at its back for a moment and sighed.

This is the price of greed.

Supporting his knees, Tetsufumi Hirakawa stood up from the ground, walked silently to the sofa and sat down.

On the side, Michael, who had squinted his eyes, heard the noise, opened his eyes and glanced at him.

It shifted its body and lay lazily on his lap.

Tetsufumi Hirakawa smoothed Michael's fur with his hand, then lay back, leaning against the back of the sofa, and remained silent for a long time.

So, his current situation is, what should he do?

Hisata was not satisfied, not satisfied with his degeneration.

Shinohara was also dissatisfied, dissatisfied with his deliberate alienation.

He really can't do anything.

"..."

As he thought about it, his hands stopped moving.

Michael on his lap meowed lazily.

Tetsufumi Hirakawa's hands moved again, continuing to slowly stroke its body.

Chapter 335: Moment of Change

The leisurely time on the weekend always goes by quickly - although it is hard to say that Tetsufumi Hirakawa's weekend was leisurely, it would be more like a torment.

I still feel a little confused and frustrated.

He was caught in a dilemma and didn't know what to do.

For both Wakuta and Shinohara, there are obstacles on the road ahead that are difficult to avoid and overcome.

Ever since Saturday, a strange atmosphere has been settling between them.

Tetsufumi Hirakawa picked up his phone many times and opened the interface with them on Line, but he had no idea what to say.

Perhaps they were the same, and during the rest of the time, Tetsufumi Hirakawa did not receive any news from them.

As for Ye Yue, she only has one week left before the central examination, which is the college entrance examination. She will take the exam on January 1, which is the next Saturday.

The only communication they had was occasional brief greetings and discussions on some Chinese language issues.

Tetsufumi Hirakawa spent this day off alone at home, with no one to talk to, accompanying his cat and reading a book.

It's another working day, Monday, January 1th.

operating hours.

"Good morning, Mr. Pingchuan. You are here."

When he walked into the studio and raised his head, he was greeted by Ogasa Sayiko's energetic greeting.

It’s great to be so energetic on a working day, Monday.

Hirakawa Tetsufumi managed to perk himself up and greeted, "Ah, Ms. Ogasa, good morning."

"It just so happens that you're here too. Shall we discuss this week's work?"

"Has Mr. Matsushita arrived too?"

The head of Matsushita Board Painter popped out from behind the computer screen, which was out of sight.

"Mr. Hirakawa, of course I'm here, good morning."

"Mr. Matsushita is here too? That's great." Tetsufumi Hirakawa walked towards his workstation and casually put his backpack down.

"I'm here too? Really fast? What nonsense. It's you, Mr. Hirakawa, who's checking out the place today, right?"

"At least I can be on time. Mr. Matsushita has been late several times before."

"I……"

"Alright, alright." Ogasa Sayiko glanced at the two of them and interrupted, "Mr. Matsushita, Mr. Hirakawa, you're all the same, stop criticizing each other."

After putting down his backpack, Tetsufumi Hirakawa pulled a chair towards the two people and sat down next to them.

"Okay, okay, there's nothing we can do about what Ms. Ogasa said. After all, not everyone is as passionate about work as Ms. Ogasa."

As Hirakawa Tetsufumi said this, Matsushita Itae responded: "Yes, Sayiko's work ethic is simply terrifying. I suspect she is an alien."

"The legendary workaholic, right? If you don't work, you'll die."

"Then it must be a capitalist paradise, right?"

"Yeah, and you don't have to worry about being hung on the street light."

"You, stop!" Ogasa Sayiko's eyes swept over the two people, and the two people who were talking to each other shut up, "Now is not the time for you to complain."

As a result, this sentence made Matsushita Banhui couldn't help but say: "Complaining is the second life of a cartoonist. If you can't complain, you might as well die."

Ogasa Sayiko ignored the complaint and looked at Matsushita Board with sharp eyes: "Mr. Matsushita, don't be like this, it's working time now."

"Okay, okay." Panasonic Banhui finally responded.