I work as a teacher at a girls' school in Tokyo

Leisure time on weekends always passes quickly - although it is difficult to say that Hirakawa Tetsufumi's weekend is leisurely, it would be better to say that it is a bit tormented.

Still a little dazed and frustrated.

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

Whether it is Hekuta or Shinohara, there are obstacles that are difficult to avoid and overcome on the way forward.

Since Saturday, there has been a strange atmosphere between them.

Hirakawa Tetsuwen picked up the phone many times and clicked on the interface with them on the line. As a result, he didn't know what to say at all.

Maybe they were the same, and Hirakawa Zhewen didn't hear from them for the rest of the time.

As for Ye Yue, she has exactly one week left before the central exam, that is, the college entrance examination, and it will be January 1, which is the next Saturday, when she will take the exam.

Occasional brief greetings and discussions on some Chinese issues are the only remaining communication between them.

Hirakawa Tetsufumi's rest day was spent alone at home with the cat and flipping through books when there was no one to talk to.

It's the working day again, Monday, January 1.

operating hours.

"Mr. Hirakawa, good morning, you are here."

Walking into the studio and raising his face, he was greeted by Saiko Ogasasa's energetic greeting.

It's great to be in this spirit on a working day on Monday.

Tetsubun Hirakawa managed to cheer up, and also said hello: "Ah, Miss Xiaoli, good morning."

"It just so happens that you're here too, let's discuss this week's work, shall we?"

"Is Mr. Matsushita here too?"

Behind the computer screen, which is out of reach of the eyes, the head of Matsushita Banhua poked out.

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

"Mr. Matsushita is here too? How fast." Hirakawa Tetsufumi walked to his own work station and put down his backpack casually.

"I'm here too? How fast? What's that? You're the one who stepped on the spot today, Mr. Hirakawa, right?"

"Anyway, I can be on time, Mr. Matsushita was late a few times before."

"I……"

"Okay, okay." Saiko Ogasa glanced at the two of them, and interjected, "Ms. Matsushita, Mr. Hirakawa, you are all similar, so don't talk about each other."

After putting down his backpack, Hirakawa Tetsufumi pulled a chair towards the two of them, and sat down beside them.

"Okay, okay, there's nothing Ms. Xiaoli can do about it. After all, not everyone is as passionate about work as Ms. Xiaoli."

As Hirakawa Tetsubun said, Matsushita Banue responded: "Yes, Saiko's enthusiasm for work is simply terrifying, and I suspect it is an alien."

"The legendary working star, right? If you don't work, you will die."

"Then it must be a paradise for capitalists?"

"Yeah, you don't have to worry about being hung up as a street lamp."

"You guys, stop!" Saiko Ogasa glanced over the two of them, and the two who started talking to each other shut their mouths, "Now is not the time for you to complain."

As a result, such a sentence made Matsushita Banhui unable to bear it: "Tucao is the second life of a cartoonist. If you can't complain, you might as well die."

Saiko Ogasa ignored the complaint, and looked at Matsushita board painting with piercing eyes: "Mr. Matsushita, don't be like this, it's working time now."

"Okay, okay." Panasonic board painting finally answered.

But at this time, Hirakawa Tetsufumi couldn't help but interjected: "In such a scene, Ms. Matsushita is more similar to Ms. Matsushita than Ms. Xiaoli is an employee of the studio?"

Matsushita Board Paint was stunned for a moment, then thoughtful.

But before she could think about the result, Hirakawa Tetsufumi followed up with "Sorry, Miss Ogasa, I am talking too much", and the eyes of Ogasasa Saiko in front of her made Matsushita Bane have no time to think. .

"Okay, Matsushita-sensei, Hirakawa-sensei, don't waste any more time."

"Yes." Both Hirakawa Tetsubun and Matsushita Banhui nodded subconsciously like employees listening to the boss's lecture.

Seeing the two of them quietly, Saiko Ogasa was finally satisfied.

"Well, first of all, our "Spy House" has been serialized on Jump+ for a week."

"From now on, every Monday will be the time for us to update the series, Mr. Matsushita and Mr. Hirakawa, please remember."

"Of course you remember this kind of thing." Matsushita board painting said.

"No." Saiko Ogasa shook her head, "I mean, Ms. Matsushita and Ms. Hirakawa, please remember your delivery time, please don't delay."

"Anyway, we still have the manuscript."

Saiko Ogasa frowned slightly: "Mr. Matsushita, it's better to say that because we still have unpublished manuscripts, I am more worried about your update."

"Eh?" Matsushita Board Paint was surprised.

Tetsufumi Hirakawa thoughtfully added the knife: "After all, Mr. Matsushita is the kind of person who is motivated to start work only when he is close to the dead line. With the manuscript saved, I am afraid that he will have no motivation."

"Eh? Excessive, why do you say that about me?"

"The first time I cooperated with Mr. Matsushita, Mr. Matsushita was still revising before the deadline?" Hirakawa still remembers.

"Mr. Hirakawa, you too, right?" Saiko Ogasa turned her head and said to Tetsufumi Hirakawa.

"I……"

"Teacher Hirakawa's procrastination is also very serious."

"..."

Hirakawa Tetsufumi was hard to say, but Matsushita Bane showed an expression of someone supporting her.

As a result, Saiko Ogasa immediately glanced at her again, and Matsushita Bane's expression immediately disappeared.

Only Saiko Ogasasa's voice remained.

"In terms of updating, you must never think: Anyway, if there are manuscripts saved, it doesn't matter if it is delayed this week, right? If you think this way, the manuscripts will be used up sooner or later."

"Stable updates during the serialization period are very important. Properly saving manuscripts is used to prevent any accidents in the future, and it is definitely not used when procrastination."

"Ms. Matsushita, Mr. Hirakawa, do you understand?"

"Yes." The two employees responded with a cute look.

"Especially on Mr. Hirakawa's side, if your script cannot be delivered on time, Ms. Matsushita will not be able to start smoothly, so you must submit the script in time."

"I try my best."

"It's not something to do as much as possible." Saiko Ogasasa said in a very serious tone.

"Yes. I will definitely deliver the manuscript on time." Hirakawa Zhewen also became serious.

"Mr. Matsushita, please don't start gloating." Saiko Ogasasa reminded Matsushita Bane at the right time.

Matsushita, who was gloating again, put away his expression.

"I don't."

"In the past, Mr. Matsushita's update made me worry every time."

"Yes, yes?"

Saiko Ogasa's eyes spoke: "Mr. Matsushita, please be self-aware."

Panasonic board painting sincerely apologized: "Sorry, it won't happen in the future."

"Ms. Matsushita's apology is not credible." This sentence was said by Tetsufumi Hirakawa.

"Eh—" Matsushita Board Paint wanted to refute.In the end, what was rare was the approval of Saiko Ogasasa.

"Indeed, Mr. Matsushita's procrastination may be irreversible."

"Saiko..."

"Obviously I love manga, but when it really started, there was still a delay." Saiko Ogasa sighed.

"..."

"..."

Matsushita Banhua gave up on himself: "Yes, there is no way. People like me are only motivated when they are around the dead line. It's like being reminded to hand in the paper immediately in the examination room and then write quickly. What can I do?"

"Also, there is no conflict between loving comics and procrastination. It's like when eating, you have to save the delicious food for the last."

"Although this analogy is completely irrelevant, it's okay to say it." Hirakawa Tetsufumi remembered when he was a teacher, "Liking and procrastination are not in conflict."

"right?"

"...Let's stop this topic." Saiko Ogasa felt a little helpless.

This is the bad thing about private studios. Compared with formal studios, it is too loose.

"Yes." The two employees spoke in unison again.

"Next, let's discuss the next development of the plot-by the way, and, although there are not many, we still received a few comments-positive comments..."

"..."

"..."

……

When I was working, I was relaxed and freehand, and it slightly dispelled the negative emotions that Hirakawa Tetsufumi had accumulated in his heart, which seemed to be clogged in blood vessels.

Time continued to pass day by day, Hirakawa Tetsufumi put his energy into work.

The official serialization of Spy Playing House has received several favorable comments from readers, and what kind of progress is the plot, and I will discuss it occasionally if I am bored, what will happen if the manga becomes popular? This kind of topic is not interrupted with the reason of [no chatting during working hours], but can't help but participate.

The work is going well, and I can't help feeling that everything is getting better, full of vitality, and the pace of going to work is a little brisk.

Even the lazy Tetsufumi Hirakawa sometimes rarely goes out early to go to the studio - whenever this time, he will meet Saiko Ogasa who also goes to the studio early.

The smooth pace continues towards January 1.

Today is Friday, the last working day of this week, and the day before Hazuki Reya's exam.

On the tram after get off work, Hirakawa Tetsufumi held his mobile phone and looked at the message sent by Hazuki Reya.

Hirakawa Zhewen: [You have an exam tomorrow, why are you still looking for me at this time? 】

Hazuki Reya: [I haven't looked for you for a long time, I'm worried that you will die because you miss me so much]

Hirakawa Tetsuwen: [My life is so fragile]

Hazuki Reya: [Yeah, there is no way, you are the kind of person who will die if you leave the female high school student]

Hirakawa Tetsuwen: 【Good good good】

Hirakawa Zhewen: 【But to be serious, you should review it again, right? 】

Hazuki Reya: [Review everything that should be reviewed, this is no longer the time to study for a few more hours]

Reya Hazuki: [Besides, I haven't missed my homework in normal times, so there is nothing to worry about]

Hirakawa Tetsuwen: [also]

Hazuki Reya: [No way, you are the kind of person who revises before the exam starts, right? 】

Hirakawa Tetsuwen couldn't help smiling on the tram, and he tapped the screen.

Hirakawa Zhewen: [I'm from Dongda University, what do you think? 】

Reya Hazuki: […]

Immediately afterwards, Hirakawa Tetsuwen added another sentence: [I mean, I was recommended for admission, and I did not take the central exam]

I have read it but haven't replied.

Hirakawa Tetsufumi smiled and put down the phone.

It is okay to question him about other things, but to question him in this aspect, Ye Yue is probably too complacent.

Hirakawa Tetsuwen leaned against the carriage to relax for a while, and after a while, the phone vibrated.

He picked up his phone again, clicked on the message, and then froze for a moment.

He thought it was Reya Hazuki who replied him, but he only noticed after clicking on it that it was Hisada's interface.

Kuta Moshu: 【Zhewen, are you off work? 】

Hirakawa Tetsuwen's expression was a little hesitant, Jiu Tian, ​​who hadn't looked for him for a long time, must be looking for something at this time, right?However, the movements in his hands did not hesitate to send out the message: [Just got off work, still on the tram, what's wrong? 】

Kuta Moshu: 【Let's see each other】

Hirakawa Zhewen: [Now? 】

Jasmine Kuta: [Hmm]

"..."

Hirakawa Zhewen: [Okay. 】

……

Hirakawa Tetsubun agreed to Hisata Moki's invitation.

The agreed place is——

When I got off the tram and stood on the platform, the crowd around me seemed to be crowded by the side of a rushing river, with splashes and waves flowing past.

Hirakawa Tetsuwen walked forward a little bit with the flow, and finally, after the crowd loosened up a little, he stood at the bottom of the stairs from the exit, looking up at the light of the exit above.

Kuta said that she had already arrived at the exit and was waiting for him above.

Hirakawa Zhewen hesitated a bit.

Fear, worry, no matter how you say it, it is difficult to face.

People are always more willing to follow the existing path and go on with inertia, and it is always difficult to make up their minds in the face of unknown and uncertain changes.

What's more, this is considered an "emergency incident", and I was completely unprepared.

How should I do it?What will happen when I meet with Kuta today?What would Kuta say to him?What decision?
The steps that were relaxed because of getting off work were unconsciously heavy.

Tetsufumi Hirakawa stepped on the ascending escalator.

The wall beside him began to move downwards and backwards, and in front of him, the platform at the exit was constantly approaching and pouring into his sight.

At a certain moment, Hirakawa Tetsuwen saw the sight of Kuta Moshu, and the figure approaching him—of course he was actually approaching Kuta Moshu, right?

Hirakawa Zhewen didn't know what his expression was now, he only knew that he had got off the escalator and stood in front of Kuta Moshu.

This female teacher should have just come off work. She is still wearing Moriya's teacher's uniform, with the gentleness of a female teacher. Her long hair is tied up in a bunch, and there are two strands of hair in front of her forehead.

In the light of the exit, she had a gentle smile on her face.

"Zhewen." She looked at him, and brushed her fingers lightly at the ends of her hair. This was her warm and gentle expression that had not been shown in front of him for a long time since the Christmas incident.

Hirakawa Zhewen was a little dumbfounded.

"What kind of expression is this?" She smiled and said, she stepped forward and stretched out her hand to tidy up his collar, which may have been a little messed up by the crowd, "Okay, let's go, don't stand outside It's time to stand."

She took his hand after a long time, and the warmth came from the palm of her hand.

Hirakawa Tetsubun was led by Kuta Moshu in a daze, and mechanically took steps.

With the situation in front of him, he suspected that he was dreaming.

"Sigh~"

I pinched my arm with the other hand, it hurt a little, it was not a dream.