Teacher, I am actually a villain magical girl

Huibara remained silent, just listened to Teacher Suzuki and ate the cookies one by one.

The cookies weren't very tasty.

I don’t know if it was because Mr. Suzuki didn’t make it well, or if he simply liked this taste, but it seemed like he put a lot of sugar in the cookies.

But Huibara hates things that are too sweet.

In the quiet office, the sound of Haibara eating biscuits was very clear. Teacher Suzuki just kept smiling and admiring the way Haibara ate biscuits.

However, after a while, the sound of eating cookies suddenly stopped.

Teacher Suzuki was also stunned for a moment.

"…………"

Huibara lowered her head, and her hand was about to pick up the biscuit again, but it stopped there, as if frozen. Only her eyes, which seemed silent before, now had a light that was not suitable for her.

Looking at her, Teacher Suzuki opened his mouth but didn't say anything immediately.

After a while, Teacher Suzuki picked up the tissue on the table, reached out to Huibara's face, and gently wiped it.

The always expressionless and unpredictable Huibara started crying after eating the cookies.

When Teacher Suzuki touched Huibara's skin through the tissue with his fingers, he felt a very strange feeling.

It turns out this woman can shed such warm tears.

Huibara lowered her head, her slightly messy hair covering her eyes, but her breath was not as calm as usual, but trembling slightly.

"I clearly...didn't do anything."

she whispered.

Teacher Suzuki was a little flustered at first, but after seeing Haibara crying for a while, he let out a sigh of relief, then stood up and walked to the side of the sitting Haibara.

She reached out her hand and gently patted Huiyuan's back. She bent down and whispered in Huiyuan's ear:

"It's not your fault. You didn't do anything... I know that very well."

Seeing Huibara crying uncontrollably, Teacher Suzuki wanted to do something. After thinking for a while, she stretched out her arm, stroked Huibara's beautiful and delicate neck, and gently hugged Huibara in her arms.

Of course, this made Huibara stunned. For a moment, she didn't even know what was going on.

She was held in Suzuki's arms like an adult comforting a child.

"Those kids are really outrageous. They know nothing, but they are still talking nonsense about you."

Teacher Suzuki's voice was very soft and low.

It seems that you can only hear the beautiful sound clearly if you put it close to your ear.

Huibara stared blankly at the softness and warmth of the woman's chest, the incredible touch, and the slight sound of her heartbeat. Her original emotions gradually calmed down.

Her warm tears wet Suzuki teacher's clothes on his chest, but Suzuki teacher didn't seem to mind.

"I'm sorry, there's nothing I can do and I don't know how to help you."

The woman's apologetic voice rang in Huibara's ears.

Of course, all this has nothing to do with Mr. Suzuki.

Huibara's heart, which was usually cold and dull, felt a little touched at this moment.

It seemed...that no older woman had hugged her like this since her mother died.

Even the principal's daughter had mixed feelings when she hugged her.

“I’m sorry…I…”

Haibara seemed to realize how strange it was for her to do something like this with a female teacher who was about the same age as her, and she whispered awkwardly.

Although she missed the warmth of the other's chest, Huibara didn't want to trouble the other person like this.

"You must be very tired recently, right? You must be under a lot of pressure. You can come to me whenever you feel tired. I think it's a pity that you always stay alone like this, Haibara. You can complain to others occasionally."

In the quiet office, Teacher Suzuki comforted Huibara like a mother. From being at a loss at the beginning, Huibara gradually began to become attached to this long-lost warmth.

At that time, Huihara thought that Teacher Suzuki was really an incredible person. It turned out that there really were such gentle and beautiful women in the world.

However, even so...

Thinking of the malicious rumors she had heard, Huibara blinked, but her eyes slowly grew dim.

Although the warmth at this moment is wonderful, she will probably never have the chance to see the woman in front of her again for some time afterwards.

...............

Not long ago, when she was bullied by several girls, the appearance of Teacher Huihara left a brief trace in Kuroki Ikuko's heart, but that did not change anything.

These terrible people will not change their thoughts or behavior just because of an unwelcome word or two.

Rather, the discussions about her gradually increased.

Kuroki Ikuka also has a way to resolve these discussions.

If she just finds the girl who harassed her that day, blocks her once, or even beats her up, people around her will probably be afraid of her.

But the real problem for her was not these behavioral concerns.

Everything around her annoyed her.

Same as in the past.

Disgusting people, annoying voices, annoying looks, and a disgusting environment that seems familiar.

She had clearly left her previous school and came here, so why was everything still the same as before?

She used to think that apart from the fact that she was in a cage, the world outside the cage should be beautiful and a little different. But it was not until she flew far away and came to an unfamiliar place that she realized that this was the norm in the world.

So where can we escape to find a quiet place?

The world she lived in was like a long nightmare, and everything was developing in the bad direction she had expected. She began to feel confused and overwhelmed.

After that, a voice began to appear in her mind, guiding her to do something.

The voice was sweet and light, very much like the voice of her old friend, like an angel lady with bird wings.

And in her mind, the voice said:

"——Go to hell."

The moment she heard that voice, Kuroki Yuka seemed to suddenly wake up. She was absent-minded for a moment, and then suddenly said to herself calmly:

"That's it..."

When she started thinking like this, Kuroki Yuka couldn't remember what happened in the process. When she reacted, she had already arrived at the open-air staircase platform.

From here you can see the entire scenery of the school, with a very broad view.

But usually not many people come here.

However, Kuroki Yuuka was not on the platform at this time, but standing outside the railing.

The cold wind blew on her, ruffling her hair.

Her pair of dull eyes revealed.

If you look down from here, you can see the school square becoming very small.

Really high.

She was probably a little afraid of heights, but at this moment, looking straight down like this, she didn't feel too much fear.

What does it feel like to count down your final days?

It's probably amazing.

Every second is a test of courage.

Every moment is spent trying to retreat.

She was like a silent statue, waiting there quietly, but she felt as if someone was approaching from behind.

somebody is coming.

Kuroki Yuuko turned his head and saw the face of a slightly decadent woman.

………Teacher Haihara?

She blinked, looking confused and bewildered.

But the woman didn't say anything to her. She just took out a cigarette, put it in her mouth as if she didn't see her, and then skillfully took out a lighter to light it.

The cigarette quickly burned up, emitting white smoke that floated upward.

As if she noticed that Kuroki Yuuko was looking at her, Huihara looked at her, then looked at what she had in her hand. After a little thought, she took out a cigarette from her box and handed it to the side.

"Would you like one?"

Huihara had a cigarette in her mouth and her hand that was holding the cigarette was shaking.

Of course, Kuroki Ikuka has never smoked.

I have no interest in smoking either.

But she doesn't really hate the smell of cigarettes.

Her mother used to work all day and when she got home very tired, she would smoke on the balcony. At that time, Kuroki Yuka could still smell a little bit of smoke.

"Generally speaking, do teachers encourage students to smoke?"

Kuroki Yuuka found it a little funny.

But Huihara didn't care much. He took back the cigarette and started smoking by himself.

After exhaling a puff of smoke, Huihara placed his arms on the railing and let them hang lazily.

"Since you're going to commit suicide, it doesn't matter if you give it a try."

This teacher is still the same.

He never knows how to be tactful when speaking, he is always so straightforward.

Kuroki Yuuka's expression dimmed a little.

However, she quickly changed the subject:

"What kind of person is the teacher?"

She asked a question that was very strange for a student.

Maybe it's just like what Mr. Haibara said, she is about to do something like that, so it's okay to speak casually at this time.

Huihara was smoking a cigarette. When he heard her words, he glanced over here.

The smell of smoke drifted in the wind, and it seemed to be a little more pungent than what Kuroki Yuuka remembered. It seemed that the cigarette that Haibara teacher smoked was a kind of cigarette with a very strong taste, which caused Kuroki Yuuka to cough a few times.

However, she was still standing outside the railing, and she was a little shaky after coughing, giving people a feeling of being suspended.

"Who? Weird question."

The woman spoke in a hoarse voice from having just smoked a cigarette.

"I've been teaching you for a while now, and you've more or less heard about what's happened recently."

"In short, I have never been very popular, I don't have many friends, and I don't have a lover. I have always been an insignificant and shady character. I have lived like this until now, that's all."

After saying that, Huihara shook off the ashes on the cigarette.

This was probably not what Kuroki Yuuka wanted to hear at first, but after hearing these words, her heart was unexpectedly calm.

It sounds like a very ordinary life that can be seen through at a glance.

"I quite like magical girls."

Suddenly, she heard the woman say this.

Kuroki Yuuko was stunned for a moment, thinking he had heard it wrong.

She looked at the older woman smoking nearby, and saw this awful adult holding the cigarette in a decadent and gloomy manner, exhaling smoke all the time. It seemed that this adult was the one who had just said the words she had not expected.

“…Teacher?”

She could never imagine that the woman in front of her liked magical girls.