I am a teacher at a girls' school in Tokyo

and so……

Could she consider where to place the cat?

Should I hire a maid to take care of the cat?

Miss Shinohara took another small bite of rice, her thoughts drifting away.

Then, in the next moment, he was pulled back in an instant——

"But I convinced Mr. Pingchuan, and he agreed. If I want to go there on weekends in the future, I just need to let him know in advance."

The little bit of sadness that Amamiya Ye had pretended to show disappeared in an instant. A smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"..."

Shinohara Shiori had to admit that her thoughts did short-circuit for a moment.

There was a lot of information in Amemiya Ye's words, and it took her more than ten seconds to react.

She looked at Amamiya Ye who was giving a disgusting smile, and finally, putting the word "ignoring" behind her, she made her first response in a week.

She frowned.

"Teacher Pingchuan, do you agree?"

There was obvious disbelief in Shinohara Shiori's voice.

Because she knew that since Mr. Hirakawa had already doubted her feelings, there was no reason for him not to doubt Amemiya Ye.

So, whether it was out of the principle of "ignore" or out of the idea that "she thought Amamiya Ye wouldn't be able to show off in front of her for long", she had never responded to Amamiya Ye's provocation.

But, what is the situation now?

She saw Amamiya nod happily, "Of course, Mr. Hirakawa agreed."

"..."

Shinohara Shiori was silent.

This is……

Differential treatment?

-

After a long time, looking at Shinohara Shiori's face opposite her which became increasingly cold as she lost herself in thought, Amamiya Ye finally smiled with pleasure.

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Yeah, that's right.

If the object of showing off does not show the reaction that you expect, the pleasure of showing off will be greatly reduced.

Shinohara Shiori’s reaction last week was really boring.

Now, the fun is finally back.

Amamiya Ye started to eat lunch happily.

Chapter 106: Gambling with Hisada Maki & Miss Shinohara finally lost her patience

In the evening, in the club building, the wind band.

The melodious tune echoed in this closed concert hall.

It was "Forest Under the Blue Sky", a song they had practiced countless times.

Ogasa Suzuki stood in front of the student, listening attentively to the student's performance.

Until the playing reaches a certain measure.

"stop--"

Ogasa Suzukiko, who was standing at the conductor's position, suddenly lowered her hands and stopped the playing. Then, the melody came to an abrupt end.

In fact, this was the third time she had called a halt in such a short period of time. Moreover, every time there was a problem...

Ogasa Suzukiko's eyes swept through the students and finally stopped on the most conspicuous girl in the trumpet section in the middle.

"Mr. Shinohara, are you okay? Are you feeling unwell?" she asked with concern.

"..."

Not getting an answer, she felt a little troubled: "Well... do you want to take a break first?"

"..."

Shinohara Shiori moved the golden trumpet in her hand away, and looked away from the music score to look at Mr. Ogasa at the conductor's seat.

Three mistakes in a row... and these mistakes were not smart.

Although I really want to say "No problem, she can continue practicing", but... she is not the only one practicing here, and she is not the only one who works hard for this with time and energy.

Shinohara Shiori is not so willful as to let others waste their time with her without any guilt because of her own mistakes.

So, after a moment of silence, she nodded reluctantly.

"Yes."

Teacher Ogasa also noticed that she was not in a good state, and comforted her: "Yeah, it's okay, don't be discouraged, everyone will feel uncomfortable or in a bad state sometimes."

"Yes."

"Okay, then, Shinohara-san, take a good rest. The rest of you, start from Section 45 and continue—"

"..."

In my ears, Mr. Ogasa's voice faded away, and then the melodious and lingering melody reappeared in my ears.

Shinohara Shiori sat in her seat holding a trumpet, silent.

After a moment, she exhaled and placed the trumpet in her hand on her knees. She listened to the music in her ears and her eyes looking down at her legs gradually lost focus.

That’s right, she was not in a good state today and couldn’t concentrate at all when she was playing.

The melody in her mind was fragmented. She kept making mistakes in playing the instrument after practicing it thousands of times. The musical notes that should have been easily controlled by her could not be put together into a piece of music. The chaotic thoughts occupied almost all of her attention.

This state is no longer suitable for further practice.

"In the final analysis, this is all Mr. Hirakawa's fault."

After a long period of silence, Shinohara Shiori thought to herself expressionlessly.

The proud eldest daughter was unwilling to admit that she was affected by "certain emotions" and thus confused - even though this was her inner world and no one would know it, she was unwilling to admit this fact.

But no matter what, it must be Teacher Hirakawa's fault that she didn't play well.

It is too bad that as a teacher, he never appears in the wind orchestra.

So in the final analysis, it was his bad behavior of not coming to the orchestra that caused her to play poorly.

As for whether there is really a fundamental causal relationship between them, in short, if Miss Shinohara says it is, it is.

She glanced up at the corner of the concert hall.

So, should we remind this lazy teacher tomorrow at noon?

-

On Tuesday afternoon in the office, Tetsufumi Hirakawa had just returned from lunch in the cafeteria.

At this time, Hisada Masu was still sitting in her seat, eating her lunch box slowly, which seemed to be omelette rice.

"Teacher Hisata."

Tetsufumi Hirakawa sat back in his seat, and then, perhaps out of boredom, he just greeted the female teacher without caring that she was eating.

Hisada Masuki, who was having lunch, raised her head after hearing the voice and looked at him, her cheeks slightly puffed up and her eyes blinking.

After chewing it several times and swallowing it, he asked, "Teacher Pingchuan, is there anything I can help you with?"

"Nothing, really." Tetsufumi Hirakawa picked up the pen on the table out of boredom and started turning it.

"..."

Hisada Mashu glanced at the pen in Hirakawa Tetsufumi's hand and puffed her cheeks: "Teacher Hirakawa, if you really feel bored, you can go and correct the homework you haven't finished correcting this morning."

"It's time to get off work now." Tetsufumi Hirakawa doesn't want to work overtime now.

"Well, I haven't finished lunch yet, so I don't have time to play with Mr. Hirakawa." Hisata Masaki's tone was as if she was comforting a child.

It should be said that in the eyes of this female teacher, Tetsufumi Hirakawa is often a bit like a childish child.

Hirakawa Tetsufumi looked at Hisada Moki who turned around and started eating her lunch box, and responded lazily.

"Yes--"

……

After a while, due to a mistake, the pen in Hirakawa Tetsufumi's hand fell onto the table with a "bang".

He stopped spinning the pen, put the loose pen cap back on the tip of the pen, and then looked at the young female teacher beside him with boredom.

Mr. Hisada was using a spoon to transfer small bites of omelette rice to his mouth, while he puffed up his cheeks a little and chewed up and down.

It looks kind of cute.

Sure enough, good-looking people are pleasing to the eye no matter what they do - by the way, this sentence is actually also a compliment to himself.

Otherwise, if his appearance was a little bit unsightly, his current behavior could probably be considered as workplace sexual harassment.

Fortunately, his appearance is still good, so what he does is not called harassment, but looking at the people around him with appreciation.

This is the cruelty of modern society, there is really nothing we can do about it.

Just like that, the bored Tetsufumi Hirakawa was lost in silent appreciation.

When I came back from my trance, my thoughts drifted to the question of "Is the omelette rice made by Otosaka Yuu's sister delicious?"

But now is not the time to ponder such irrelevant questions.

After returning to the spiritual world, Hirakawa Tetsuwen easily noticed the kind gaze of the female teacher. She had put away the lunch box on her desk and was now staring at him.

Hirakawa Tetsufumi blinked his innocent eyes: "Teacher Hisata, what's wrong? Why are you looking at me?"

Hisada Mashu curled her lips and said, "Teacher Hirakawa, I should be the one asking about this kind of thing. Also, it doesn't matter who asks first."

"Hey, what Hisada-sensei said is true. I'm glad to hear your advice."

"Don't just answer half a sentence, what else?"

"Ah, this..."

It seems that he couldn't fool her, Hirakawa Tetsufumi looked at Hisata Masaki who was pretending to be angry.

It was too frivolous to say that he was so absorbed in looking at her because she was so cute, so he had to think about it seriously.

"Teacher Hirakawa, don't act like you're thinking seriously. If you act like that, you're just trying to make excuses."

"..."

I was seen through before I even started to answer.

"Okay, okay. Um..." Hirakawa Tetsufumi couldn't find an excuse for a moment, so he blurted out the question he had been thinking about before: "I was wondering if the omelette rice made by Otosaka Yuu's sister is delicious?"

"Otosaka Yuu, who? And what's the question?"

"To explain, Otosaka Yuu is the protagonist of an anime, and his sister can only make omelette rice—"

"I didn't ask you to explain this, Mr. Hirakawa."

"Then let's change it. Did Mr. Hisada make his own bento?"

"Yes. Moreover, Mr. Hirakawa asked this question a long time ago. Secondly, I was asking Mr. Hirakawa what he was looking at, not asking Mr. Hirakawa to ask me a question." Hisata Masaki said in an dissatisfied tone.

"Is that so?" Tetsufumi Hirakawa suddenly realized, "How should I put it? I was actually--"

The previous delay finally paid off, so after only a few seconds of the last syllable, Hirakawa Tetsufumi thought of the answer and smiled.

"Actually, I was thinking, I cooked for Mr. Hisada before, but it seems that until now, I have never tasted Mr. Hisada's cooking, which is a bit regrettable."

"..."

Kuta Moshu saw at a glance that Hirakawa Tetsuwen was definitely, definitely making up a temporary excuse, but in the end, with a lot of adults, she decided not to pursue this trivial issue, and followed what he said.

"I was the patient at that time. So next time Mr. Hirakawa is sick, I can do it for him."