I am a teacher at a girls' school in Tokyo

"What are you doing?"

After walking out of the station, the sky was dim and light was shining. Hisada Masaki smiled and looked at Hirakawa Tetsufumi who was pinching his arm with a suspicious look on his face.

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Hirakawa Tetsufumi rubbed his arms, and under the gaze of Hisata beside him, his tone was still a little bit incredulous.

"is that true?"

"What's true or not?" There was a faint smile on Hisada Masaki's face, as if time had gone back and Hirakawa Tetsufumi returned to the period before Christmas, and nothing had happened.

"That's right..." Hirakawa Tetsufumi raised his hand high, and when it came under the gaze of the two men, he indicated with a blank look.

"Have you forgotten everything just because of holding hands?" asked Hisada Masuki.

"This..." Under the gentle eyes of Hisada Masu, the teacher's gaze was like gentle lake water. Hirakawa Tetsufumi took a breath, and his heart calmed down a little. "This is not... I'm just surprised."

"Surprised, do you think I shouldn't hold hands?"

"It's a bit strange for me to say this, but... I really shouldn't hold your hand..."

"It seems that you are quite self-aware." Hisada Moki put away her smile and said with a hint of sarcasm in her tone.

"..."

Hirakawa Tetsufumi felt a little embarrassed, but then he breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that there was nothing wrong with Hisata, and today's date was still January 1, not before Christmas last year.

"Then...what..." Although he had already sensed the dangerous aura, Tetsufumi Hirakawa still asked.

Hisada Moshu stopped looking at him, turned her head and looked ahead, still not letting go of her hand.

"Let's go for a walk."

"Let's go, where are we going?"

"casual."

"……it is good."

Tetsufumi Hirakawa's hesitation turned into determination.

I don’t know what will happen in the end, but let’s just keep going like this, there will be an answer.

Hirakawa Tetsufumi held Hisada Masaki's hand tightly, which they had not held for a long time. Their hands swayed gently back and forth as they walked.

The back of my hand is exposed to the air and feels a little chilly, but the palm of my hand, tightly pressed against my hand, feels very familiar warmth.

Makes people miss it.

"How long has it been since we did this?"

Walking, the crowd beside them still passed them and walked forward.From another angle, they retreated in the crowd.

"How long..." Hisata Masu's soft voice asked amid the noise of the crowd. Hirakawa Tetsufumi paused for several seconds before realizing that the question was asked to him.

He walked out of his memories, and after hearing the question, he retreated into his memories again.

The lights in the field of vision lost focus, and the scenery swallowed up by the evening under the increasingly dark sky seemed a little blurry.

"It's been a long time, right?" After being distracted for a while, when Tetsufumi Hirakawa came to his senses, he uttered such a vague answer.

"Yeah, it's been a long time since we did this." Hisada Masaki held Hirakawa Tetsufumi's hand and did not correct her. In fact, it had only been less than a month since Christmas.

However, for the two of them, the actual time was not important. The subjective perception made the tormenting time seem long.

The emotional breakdown, the insomnia at night, the time when I didn’t know what to do, it was like I had lost my soul. It couldn’t leave a clear impression in my mind, just a vague [a long time].

Therefore, we can feel how much we miss the warmth passed between our hands.

"I have actually been thinking about a question these days." Immersed in the memories of the past, Hisada Masu suddenly said.

"what is the problem?"

"I was thinking, what should I do? I made that decision on impulse after those students argued with me, and told you that I would become that teacher and save you... It seemed a bit self-righteous and arrogant."

"how come?"

Hisada Mashu shook her head. "I should say how could I not do that. To be honest, even if I said that, I have no idea what to do, you know?"

"This one……"

"Should I continue to be angry, stay by your side, and tell you that you are terrible and need to change, and urge you in your ear every day like a vengeful spirit, saying change, change, change... like this? If I continue like this, it won't be long before you start to think that this Hisata is so weird and nosy."

At the end, Hisada Maki, who was playing the role of Tetsufumi Hirakawa, started laughing first.

Tetsufumi Hirakawa also smiled.

"How can you not do this?"

"It's no use saying this in front of me." Hisada Maki said, "I don't need to talk to you about educational psychology. I keep whispering in your ear and asking you to change. Instead of trying to hold you back, I'm more likely to continue pushing you in the opposite direction of me."

"..."

"right?"

It's a very realistic problem. Boredom towards repetitive things, especially negative repetitive things, is ingrained into human instinct.

It’s like parents always shouting in their children’s ears, “Why don’t you study yet?” and “Why don’t you learn well?”

Tetsufumi Hirakawa stopped talking.

Hisada Mashu smiled indifferently: "There is no need to deny this kind of thing. I know it. So, I was thinking, what else can I do besides this?"

"Angry? Of course I want to be angry. There should be no more legitimate reason for me to be so angry and stand on a high ground and scold you casually."

"But this is not a solution to the problem and cannot achieve what I want."

"So I calmed down and thought about it for a week."

"Have you figured it out?" Hirakawa Tetsufumi asked tentatively.

"What do you think?" Hisada Masu looked over and raised her hand.

Hirakawa Tetsufumi stared at the interlocking hands of the two.

"This is……"

"Zhewen." Hisata Moki's tone and eyes suddenly became serious, and her slow pace simply stopped.

She turned and stared at him.

Tetsufumi Hirakawa took a step forward out of inertia and quickly stopped.

"Moshu...?"

The short evening has passed, and the setting sun has sunk below the horizon, with no more light escaping. The light that was almost dimming has been completely swallowed up by the darkness.

But there are lights, so the night is not completely dark.

There was no starlight, and no idea where the moon was. The artificial lights illuminated the streets far below the night sky. In Hirakawa Tetsufumi's eyes, at this moment, the face of Hisata Masaki in front of him was illuminated by the pale yellow street lights.

The warm-toned lights are like when you get home from get off work and open the door exhausted, and suddenly your wife who is waiting for you at home appears in front of you. She stands quietly at the door and says with a smile, "Thank you for your hard work. Welcome back."

Hisada Masu looked at him in this manner.

"Since getting angry is not the solution, then restrain yourself from getting angry."

"Since I said I would hold your hand and stop you from going on, then let's hold your hand."

"Since I promised to save you and become that teacher, I will treat you well in the way that a teacher would."

"That's it."

Before his eyes, the slightly illuminated face and the imagined picture overlapped together. Hirakawa Tetsufumi stared at it in a daze, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses.

He twitched his lips and said, "That teacher's method, what method is that?"

The evening air gently caresses my cheeks and hair ends, and my hair slides across my soft face.

Hisada Maki said, "She praised you for just writing your name in the textbook, instead of accusing you of just writing your name and not actually doing your homework. So I will temporarily ignore the areas where you didn't do well and praise you when you made a small progress."

"..."

Tetsufumi Hirakawa suddenly thought of a sentence: The orange-yellow afterglow of the sunset brings a touch of nostalgic warmth to everything.

Although the evening had long passed and it was night and there was no sunset, looking at the warm face of Hisata Masaki illuminated by the artificial light with a pale yellow hue, Hirakawa Tetsufumi's memory of the teacher in his previous life who changed his life still emerged incompletely in his mind.

"Well... not bad, your name is written in all the textbooks."

"You didn't do anything except writing your name? You didn't do any homework either..."

"It doesn't matter. Things always come little by little."

"If there is progress, praise it."

"I believe I'm not mistaken."

“I also believe you can do better.”

"What do you think?" - The gentle voice that leaned over him and asked him softly, at this moment, overlapped with the voice of the female teacher in front of him.

"What do you think?" Hisata Moki held his hand and asked softly.

"..."

The hustle and bustle of the people on the street faded away from him. In front of Hirakawa Tetsufumi, it seemed that only Hisada Maki was left.

He stared at her. The flow of the evening air made the corners of his eyes slightly cool. He opened his mouth and stammered: "I..."

The sound was strangely harsh.

Hirakawa Tetsufumi took a breath and tried to adjust himself... In an instant, the incomplete memories of his previous life, the teacher whose face he could no longer remember, seemed to become clear in his mind.

Her facial features are soft and her eyes are always gentle, like a calm lake... That is Hisata's face.

In his memory, the teacher Mo Hu's appearance unconsciously changed into that of Hisada Masu.

Yes, it's the same tenderness.

That feeling of attachment, crossing the barriers of time and space, was projected onto the teacher in front of him in the shadow of memory.

Just like the call of fate, everything is destined.

Tetsuo Hirakawa looked at Mosuke Hisada who was waiting for his answer, and at this moment, he really wanted to hug her.

"Jasmine tree..."

There was no tone in his voice, and he himself didn't know how he said it. The only voice left in his ears was Hisata Masaki's voice, like the teacher who encouraged him to "keep going" in his ear.

She held his hand, and the warmth of her palms enveloped him.

"What? You think this method doesn't work? To be honest, I also think this is too good for you. I always feel that... I won't say it. What else can I do? After all, I still like you... the one before..."

Before Hisada Masuki could finish her words, Hirakawa Tetsufumi almost couldn't wait to move forward and use his hands to embrace Hisada Masuki.

"Moshu, I like you."

"...You like me but it makes me so sad." Hisada Mashu stopped what she had just said and struggled a little. "Also, don't push your luck. I only asked you to hold my hand, not to hug me."

"Let me hold you for a while, just for a while, okay?" Tetsufumi Hirakawa didn't want to let go.

It’s been a long time since I’ve had a hug, a hug that makes me obsessed.

"Moshu, tell me, is it possible that we were supposed to be together in our last life?"

"What weird things are you talking about?"

"No, no." Hirakawa Tetsufumi hugged Hisada Moki and chuckled, "I'm a terrible person, always have been."

"That's enough, that's enough, let go." Hisada Mashu struggled again, "Just hug me if I say so."

"I……"

"Don't make me angry."

"...Okay." Hirakawa Tetsufumi let go, held onto Hisata Moki's shoulders, and looked at her closely, almost obsessively, from an arm's length away.

Hisada Masu reached out and moved the hair away from her face.

"What's that look in your face?"

"No, no." Hirakawa Tetsufumi shook his head repeatedly, but he seemed inexplicably excited.

I don't understand what she's so excited about, maybe it's because of her behavior.

Hisada Moki glanced at Hirakawa Tetsufumi and decided to pour a bucket of cold water on him.

"Don't be too happy too soon. No matter what, my patience is limited."