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

Chapter 36 Gossip About Hirakawa-sensei and Hisada-sensei

Next, Tetsubun Hirakawa went straight to the supermarket to buy the ingredients for lunch. It didn't take much time, because he had already memorized the ingredients he needed, as long as he heard the name of the dish.

After buying the ingredients, he held the bag in his left hand and the mobile phone in his right hand. He looked at the location sent by Mr. Jiutian and walked with the map navigation.

The supermarket is not far from Mr. Hisada's apartment, and it was only 11:30 by the time Hirakawa Tetsufumi arrived.

Take the elevator to the fifth floor and find 503, which is the house number of Mr. Hisata's house.

He rang the doorbell, and after a short wait, Mr. Hisata's very gentle voice came.

"Is it Mr. Hirakawa?"

"Yes."

The door was opened slowly.

Moshu Kuta, who was wearing a furry pajamas at home, appeared in front of her eyes. She waved her hand, and the long hair hanging naturally behind her, as well as the two strands of hair floating on her shoulders in front of her, swayed slightly.

"Teacher Hirakawa, you are here."

After seeing him, there was a sweet smile on his face.

It's kind of cute to say - Japan is like this, no matter how cute it is, it's right.

"Mr. Kuta, I'm sorry to bother you."

Hirakawa Tetsubun bowed lightly and said hello.

"Okay, come in."

"excuse me."

Hisada-sensei, who was wearing fluffy pajamas in front of her, stepped aside, and Hirakawa Tetsufumi was able to walk into her home.

Standing in the not-so-spacious entrance, he gently closed the door behind him.

Hisada-sensei took a pair of slippers from the shoe rack next to him and put them in front of him. He took a look and found that they were light pink.

"..."

So he took another look at Mr. Jiutian's feet, with light green slippers under his crystal toes, and after a while, when he noticed his gaze, his thumb moved uneasily.

"..."

Hirakawa Tetsuwen silently looked away and was forced to change into light pink slippers.After that, he raised his head and met Hisada-sensei's shy eyes.

"..."

"..."

There was a little awkward silence.

"Teacher Hirakawa, um... don't stand here, come in first."

"Ah... yes."

Nodding in agreement, he walked into the living room with Kuta Moshu who took a few steps back.

The spacious and bright living room is illuminated by the outdoor light through the daylighting windows.

On the sofa sits a half-person-high doll, which is a rabbit, and on the coffee table and TV cabinet, there are various small accessories.
After taking a rough look, Hirakawa Tetsuwen put the ingredients in his hand on the ground aside.

"Mr. Kuta, how is your body?" He looked at Moshu Kuta.

"Fortunately, I had a low-grade fever yesterday, but I'm much better today."

Mr. Hisata, who was wearing fluffy pajamas, walked to the edge of the sofa while answering. After sitting down, he hugged the half-person-high rabbit like a pillow, and rested his head on it.

"Thank you Mr. Hirakawa for your concern."

"I don't need to say such things. Also, why did Hisada-sensei suddenly get sick?"

"Well... the illness is so sudden."

"That's true."

"But maybe it's because I'm too tired."

"too tired?"

"That's right, didn't Mr. Yamamoto resign? The new teacher will come next week. Before that, I have been substituting for Mr. Yamamoto."

"Is that so..."

Hirakawa Tetsuwen nodded.

As a result, I fell ill near the end, really...

"Thank you, Mr. Hisada."

"It's okay." Kuta Moshu changed his position and pillowed on the doll. Originally, he used his chin, but now it was changed to a profile, half of his face was buried in the doll.

Hisada-sensei himself was wearing fluffy pajamas, and now he was holding a fluffy pillow, looking like two dolls.

Hirakawa Zhewen looked at her, and she also looked at Hirakawa Zhewen with the half of her face exposed.

After a long while, she blinked and reached out to pat her side.

"Teacher Hirakawa, do you want to sit down for a while?"

"This..." Facing the invitation, Hirakawa Zhewen hesitated for a moment and took out his phone to take a look.

"Well, there's no need for it, let's start making lunch."

Hearing these words, Kuta Moshu, who was originally buried in the pillow, sat up straight.

"Hey, now... yes, then I'll help too."

"I can do it myself."

Hirakawa Tetsufumi had already mentioned the ingredients on the ground.

"Ms. Kuta, as a patient, don't move around."

"I'm all right."

"Stay well, let you see my cooking skills."

Speaking to Mr. Hisata who was like a little girl on the sofa, Tetsufumi Hirakawa turned around with a smile and walked to the kitchen.

But there were still footsteps behind him.

"Then I'll watch Teacher Hirakawa from the side."

"Supervision?"

"Supervision."

Turning on the light, he glanced at the layout of the kitchen.All kinds of kitchen utensils are available, and they seem to be in a state of frequent use.

"If you are a supervisor, do you not trust me?"

"Yes."

"Hmm... are you worried that I will add some strange things to the meal?"

"Strange thing, what do you mean?"

"……nothing."

I want to talk about sleeping pills, um, just kidding.

But looking back, Mr. Hisada's innocent and confused eyes did not expect this level at all.

And after thinking about it seriously, the young female teacher didn't bother with this problem anymore.

"Then Mr. Hirakawa, let's start your performance."

"receive."

Handling the ingredients very skillfully, the kitchen knife flew up and down on the chopping board.

The steam from the boiling water began to fill the kitchen soon after, and with the low sound of the range hood running, it turned into a spiral and was swallowed.

Hirakawa Tetsubun wandered among the various kitchen utensils, in an orderly manner in all aspects, fully demonstrating what is called culinary skills.

——The dividing line for cooking——

"Teacher Hirakawa, you are a bit powerful."

About five or 10 minutes later, looking at the extremely rich dishes on the table, which looked excellent in appearance, Moshu Kuta sighed.

"Is it just a little?" Hirakawa Zhewen washed his hands, wiped them with a paper towel, and walked out of the kitchen.

Hisada-sensei looked at him and said seriously after contemplating.

"Hmm...Although it looks great, you have to try it to know exactly how."

"Then let's get started."

"Good."

——The dividing line for eating——

"Mr. Kuta, how are you doing? How much can you score?"

After the meal, Hirakawa Tetsuwen got up and sorted out the leftovers on the table.

"Well...give me an 8."

"Only 8 points?"

Hirakawa Tetsubun didn't believe it, and the hands that were tidying the table paused.

Kuta Moki smiled.

"Mr. Hirakawa, I'm very picky about food, 8 points is already very high."

After finishing speaking, she also got up, ready to tidy up with her.

"That's it...that's fine." Hirakawa Zhewen reluctantly accepted her score, and then said.

"As a patient, please sit down, Mr. Hisada, just let me come."

"Eh? This..."

"It's ok."

"Ok."

After clearing the dining table, Hirakawa Tetsufumi sat on the sofa with Hisada Moki for a while, watching TV programs and chatting.

The gossip is basically about school affairs, especially all kinds of messy things that happen to students.

After all, there are two head teachers.

When it was close to two o'clock, he offered to take his leave.

"Ms. Kuta, I'm leaving first."

Kuta Moshu, who was holding the doll, also stood up.

"Then today, thank you Hirakawa-sensei."

"It should. Then, I wish Mr. Hisata a speedy recovery."

"Thanks."

Saying this, he was about to turn around and leave, but at this moment, the doorbell suddenly rang again.

Hirakawa Tetsubun looked at the door, and then looked at Kuta Moshu with puzzled eyes, but what he got was the same puzzled eyes from Kuta Moshu.

"I'll go and see," she said.

Kuta Moshu really didn't know who would come at this time.

Putting down the doll, he came to the door with this doubt.

There were slight conversations outside the door.

"Hey, can't we do this?"

"What's wrong with it? It's called surprise. It's unexpected."

Listening to the voice...it seems to be a student in her class?

Hisata Moshu slowed down, listening to the voices outside.

"Why is this so? If Mr. Hisata's boyfriend also came to visit her at this time, it wouldn't be embarrassing to meet her."

"All I want is to bump into each other!"

"Eh?"

"Everyone is always gossiping, Mr. Hisada and Mr. Hirakawa from the next class look like a couple."

"Yes... yes, I saw Mr. Hirakawa getting into Mr. Hisata's car before."

"Then you don't wonder if it's true?"

"I'm curious."

"That's right."

"Okay, okay."

"Well. By the way, why haven't you opened the door yet?"

"..."

"..."

The doorbell rang again.

(End of this chapter)