I am a teacher at a girls' school in Tokyo

He saw Amamiya Ye shook his head: "I don't think so."

"Huh? Why?"

Amemiya Ye lowered her head and looked at Gabriel who was pulling at the hem of her skirt with her little claws. Then she reached out and moved away the little white cat who was trying to bite her skirt.

"From my perspective, the original plan was to let other students adopt the cats. But so much time has passed, and Mr. Hirakawa has devoted his time and affection to Michael and the others. So, if I now think that these cats belong to me and want to send them away, isn't that unfair to Mr. Hirakawa?"

"..."

Hirakawa Tetsufumi was silent for a while.

Amemiya Ye might be right. Of the four lovely cats, especially Michael, he has become accustomed to the cat sitting at the entrance when he returns home.

His original home was indeed empty and deserted, but now with a cat that could meow behind him, he felt much better.

That's why he hesitated when he decided to send the cat away.

But... Tetsufumi Hirakawa glanced at the white cat who was still sleeping on the sofa not far from him.

He didn't know what Amemiya Ye had in mind as "maintaining a connection", but he also knew that, at present, because of the existence of the cat, he and Amemiya Ye had many more opportunities for contact, and this contact had already brought them too close.

"Amamiya-san, I've already thought about it."

This is the response made by Tetsufumi Hirakawa.

This response was not unexpected by Amamiya Ye.

Tetsufumi Hirakawa looked at Michael with an almost helpless expression.

Amamiya Ye stared at the teacher. After a moment, she stood up, the hem of her dress swaying.

She asked: "Teacher Pingchuan, have you ever thought about whether this is unfair to this body?"

"...Hmm?" Hirakawa Tetsufumi turned to look at Amamiya Ye with a look of confusion. He paused for a moment and asked, "Is it unfair to Amamiya-san?"

"nature."

"Why? Isn't this just following the original plan?" Tetsufumi Hirakawa didn't quite understand.

In response to Hirakawa Tetsufumi's question, Amamiya Ye pretended to be serious. Then, before Hirakawa Tetsufumi could react, she suddenly lifted her skirt.

The delicate white color flashed by, and by the time I reacted, the hem of the skirt had already fallen.

An umbrella appeared in Amamiya Ye's hand, or rather: Dark Zekes Original Type One.

The girl pressed the button, and the umbrella opened under the dull eyes of Tetsufumi Hirakawa.

The black shadow enveloped the girl, making the dark purple dress look even darker.

Amemiya Ye spoke in a serious tone with a cute and childish voice.

"Teacher Hirakawa, change is the law of nature. I think it is normal that the plan you made lags behind the current situation."

"..."

Regarding the girl who suddenly developed a chuunibyou syndrome, Hirakawa Tetsufumi was silent for a moment, took some time to understand what she said, and then asked, "What's the change, Amamiya-san?"

"Teacher Hirakawa, you shouldn't have forgotten, right? The original plan was to hand Michael and the others over to the friends I made in this life."

"Of course I haven't forgotten." Tetsufumi Hirakawa affirmed.

After getting his response, the voice of the middle school girl under the umbrella lowered: "But, Mr. Hirakawa, do you remember what I said, that Shinohara is not my ally, but my mortal enemy."

"..."

Then, when Tetsuo Hirakawa didn't know what to say, Amamiya Ye walked forward with an umbrella and came in front of the teacher.

He further asked, "If we are destined enemies, how can you give your contracted beast to Shinohara-san?"

"..."

"Also, Mr. Hirakawa, do you still remember the contract with this body?"

The girl in a Lolita dress under the umbrella exudes a mysterious aura.

"The light shining in the darkness, swearing by the eternal full moon in the endless night, please sign a contract of watching over me. From now on, this heart will not change, and we will watch over each other and help each other. The contract is concluded--"

"Teacher Hirakawa won't forget, right?" Amamiya Ye tilted her head. "Since we are allies, Teacher Hirakawa should stand on my side instead of Mr. Shinohara's side, right?"

"..."

"Or does Mr. Hirakawa think that contracts are a joke and it's okay to disobey them at will?"

Hirakawa Tetsufumi finally opened his mouth: "But——"

Obviously, he did not simply give up his plan to send the cat away, and tried to find new reasons to convince Amamiya Ye.

However, Amamiya Ye would not give him a chance.

The girl's words were a little desolate: "Teacher Pingchuan, besides my present body, you are the only one who knows about the existence of this body, and you are also the only one who has signed a contract with this body."

"If you think that what people call middle school is nothing more than a symptom, then what is the meaning of this life?"

"..."

"I said before that being a chuunibana is no big deal. Is this also a way to comfort me?"

"..."

Hirakawa Tetsufumi closed his mouth again and pursed his lips.

Now is the time to maintain connection.

Amamiya Ye wants to grab the kite's string.

"Teacher Hirakawa, you are the only person this body is connected to. If you think this body can't come here, then this body has nowhere to go."

"..."

"After all, even in the home of my present body, this body cannot appear."

"..."

In the living room, facing the girl in a dress as delicate as a doll holding an umbrella, Tetsufumi Hirakawa remained silent.

Chapter 103 Shinohara Shiori and her Mother

This is a Japanese classical room. The elegant and delicate decorations reveal a refined atmosphere everywhere.

The light coming into the room from the window is facing a clean and tidy desk. In front of the desk is a girl who is always dressed decently and sits upright even at home.

The light shone on her fair face and cheeks. A few strands of hair floated gently from her forehead onto the desk, brushing across the white paper that exuded the fragrance of ink.

Shinohara Shiori brushed the pages of the book with her white and tender fingers, sweeping her hair out of the book, and then gently turned the page. In the quiet Japanese-style room, there was the sound of a girl turning pages.

This silence lasted for a long time until it was interrupted by a few small knocks on the door.

"Tuk-tuk-tuk."

The knock on the door was gentle, but the room was quiet enough that the sound could be easily heard.

"Please come in."

Shinohara Shiori said softly.

Then there was the slight sound of a door opening.

However, Shinohara Shiori did not look over, but continued to read her book. After waiting for a few seconds and finishing reading this section of the book, she looked away from the page and looked towards the door.

The housemaid was standing by the door with her brows slightly lowered.

"Miss, it's almost time."

"Ok."

Shinohara Shiori nodded slightly and looked at the time on the wall. It was two fifty-five, almost three in the afternoon.

She picked up the bookmark that had been prepared long ago beside the desk, clipped it into the open book, then closed the book and left it alone on the desk.

Therefore, the soft sunlight that shines into this room can reveal the cover of this book -

The whole thing is bright yellow, with the title of the book printed on it: "Lolita".

After closing the book, Shinohara Shiori left the desk and walked out of the room.

The slanting sunlight shone in from the side of the Japanese-style eaves corridor and sprinkled on Shinohara Shiori. She walked alone to her mother's tea room while looking at the courtyard in the atrium.

Every Sunday afternoon at three o'clock was the afternoon tea time set by her mother for the two of them.

It lasted for half an hour, and the content was just small talk. As for the meaning of this afternoon tea time...

Perhaps the reason "to enhance the mother-daughter relationship" was enough to make Shiori Shinohara couldn't help but smile beautifully, who knows.

Anyway, her mother was always happy to observe such etiquette on the surface.

In short, this weekly afternoon tea time has existed since I was very young, and today is no exception.

Because her house is so big, Shiori Shinohara spends a lot of time on the road.

Finally, when the minute hand of the clock stopped three squares behind the number 11, Shinohara Shiori, who had been walking slowly all the way, arrived at the door of the tea room.

She knocked on the door.

When her mother said "Come in" from inside the room, she slowly opened the door and walked in.

After entering the room, he did not look around at this familiar room, but turned around and slowly closed the door.

Then, look at the tea table in the center of the room.

Her mother, in a yellow dress, sat quietly at the table.

Shinohara Shiori walked to the tea table with neither light nor heavy steps and sat down.

Her mother just started to move at this time, rolling up the sleeves of her kimono and pouring tea slowly.

When the minute hand of the clock stops at the number 12, the bottom of the teapot lightly touches the table.

"Shiori." Her mother spoke.

"Yes." Shinohara Shiori lowered her head slightly, looking diagonally downward at the teacup in front of her that was emitting a faint white mist.

She held the teacup in both hands, took a sip and put it down.

Thus, the mother and daughter's afternoon tea time officially began.

"How are your studies going recently?" Her mother's tone was casual and gentle, as gentle as that of an ordinary lady from an ordinary family.

"Never relaxed." Shinohara Shiori replied.

"Did you enjoy your meal?"

"very good."

"How are you getting along with the Amemiya family's children?"

"not bad."

"You two went out for fun together last week. Where did you go?"

"went……"

"..."

"..."

Questions and answers between mother and daughter.

The questions were simple and involved all aspects, just like the common conversations between mother and daughter in an ordinary family.

It contains the mother's concern for her daughter's life——

Ah.

I'm afraid only her mother would believe such words.

A long time ago, Shinohara Shiori thought that this so-called afternoon tea time was weird, but she couldn't tell what was weird about it.

Until one day, she actually came into contact with how "real mothers and daughters" get along with each other, and she finally discovered what was weird about this "afternoon tea time".

In a normal mother-daughter relationship, the care from the mother is intermittent, happens from time to time, and permeates daily life.

And her mother...

There is no such care in daily life.

Of course, she herself may have realized this, so this "afternoon tea time" came into being.