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

Chapter 38

In a quiet afternoon, the wind in mid-April passed through the apartment buildings, brushed past the ears, and blew the ends of the hair.

Moshu Kuta stood at the door, the hand that was pressing on the doorknob gradually lost its support and fell down.

Her eyes looked at an open space, watching quietly, although there was nothing there, the students who were standing there had already taken the elevator away.

"..."

After a long time, she gently closed the door and stood at the entrance.

There was silence in the room, and the bedroom door was closed.

At this time, she lowered her head and glanced at the corner of the entrance, where Teacher Pingchuan's shoes were quietly placed.

"..."

After another long silence, Kuta Moshu raised his head and quietly walked to the living room and beside the sofa.

She looked at her white rabbit, picked it up, buried her face in it, and squatted down.

Man can never know what he wants, because he only lives once, and he can neither compare it with his previous life nor modify it in the next life.

Is it better to let Mr. Hirakawa hide, or to explain clearly?
There is no way to test which alternative is good, because there is no comparison.Everything is experienced at once, only this time, and cannot be prepared.It's as if an actor hits the stage without rehearsing.

The lighting in the living room is transparent and bright, and the suitable outdoor light passes through the transparent glass windows, filling the living room silently.

The lovely female teacher, wearing bear pajamas, showing her short tail, hugging a half-human-high rabbit doll, squatted on the ground, unable to see her face, and was silent.

Only a little hot red quietly emerged from the ears.

……

When Hirakawa Tetsufumi opened the bedroom door, stepped on silent steps, and came from the bedroom to the living room, what he saw was such a scene.

He looked at Mr. Hisata who was squatting on the ground, silent, and didn't know how to speak for a long time.

Although...he didn't know exactly what happened, why Mr. Jiuta asked him to hide just because the students came, he didn't know.

The conversation in the living room can only be faintly heard through the bedroom door.As for what happened after the students left, I don't even know.

But he knows...

His shoes are well placed in the hallway.

"..."

Ah... It's not that he didn't remind Mr. Hisada, but he doesn't have any experience in hiding in other people's homes?
I didn't think of it at the first time, is it normal?
It can only be said that after this lesson, try to hide your shoes next time when you hide in someone's house.

Hmm... although it seems that this kind of experience is not useful.

In the end, Tetsufumi Hirakawa, who had been speechless for a long time, sighed, and the sigh sounded, and finally there was a sound in the silent living room.The still painting in front of my eyes also moved.

The little bear squatting on the ground holding the rabbit, Hisada-sensei finally raised his head and faced the reality she didn't want to accept.

"... Teacher Hirakawa."

Moshu Kuta spoke with a light voice, lighter than the air, like a girl with her head bowed amidst the booing in high school.

Hisada-sensei... is gentle and serious, but sometimes, she really has the side of a little girl.

"Ah."

Hirakawa Zhewen echoed, signaling that he was listening.

"It was discovered by the students." Hisada-sensei said in a low voice.

"Well... there is no way."

"..."

"..."

"How to do it?"

"It's too late to explain now."

"...Sure enough, Mr. Hirakawa shouldn't be hiding."

"It's useless to replay after the fact..."

"Um……"

Kuta Moshu turned his head.

"They said...won't tell anyone."

"..."

Hirakawa Tetsubun smiled wryly.

This sentence is said, as if there is something real between him and Mr. Hisata, which makes people helpless.

But in the face of this situation, trying to explain it is not so much "useless" as it is getting darker and darker.

"Understood, understand, don't worry, we will never tell others." After explaining, you will probably get the other party's "don't worry about my mouth" - such an inexplicable guarantee.

Headache.

Hirakawa Tetsufumi sighed helplessly again.

"So, Mr. Hisada."

"what happened?"

"Remember, failure is the mother of success."

"Eh?"

"After this incident, we must remember that the next time we hide in someone's house, we must hide our shoes."

Hirakawa Tetsubun said very seriously, as serious and serious as if he was making a self-criticism.

"..."

Hisada-sensei looked at him with pure and dumb eyes.

"What...how can..."

In the end, halfway through the speech, there was a "chi" and he was amused to chuckle.

"How can there be such a thing, what is the use of this kind of experience."

"Who knows." Hirakawa Zhewen said indifferently, "Maybe it will be used next time."

"I'd rather not use it."

Hisada-sensei pouted.

"Ok."

Hirakawa Tetsuwen agreed.

"Then, Hisada-sensei, get up."

"..."

There was no answer, but Hisada-sensei, who was squatting on the ground, followed suit.

She reached out, grabbed the doll, which was the same size as her squatting, and threw it on the sofa.Then, get up.

then……

He squatted back again with a "hey".

"..."

"..."

Under Hirakawa Tetsubun's puzzled gaze, Hisada-sensei's face blushed a little again.

"Teacher Hirakawa...my leg is numb."

"..."

Hirakawa Zhewen wanted to laugh a little, the corners of his mouth curled up.

He stepped forward and looked at the Kuta jasmine tree on the ground, the light green slippers, and the bare toes, which became extremely white due to lack of blood circulation.

"Teacher Hirakawa... what are you looking at..." Hisata Moshu felt a little embarrassed.

"It's nothing, get up."

Hirakawa Tetsubun stretched out his hand.

After hesitating for a moment, Kuta Moshu also reached out and grabbed his hand.

The hands are very warm, just like the pajamas on her body, they look fluffy and warm.

Hirakawa Tetsubun forcefully helped Hisada-sensei on the ground and let her sit on the sofa.

-

After helping Moshu Kuta, he watched her sit on the sofa with her legs bent, her hands kept pressing her toes that had lost their blood color.

After staying for a while and chatting for a while, Hirakawa Tetsufu once again bid farewell.

"Ms. Kuta, then, I won't bother you anymore."

Kuta Moshu wanted to stand up, but moved his feet lightly...

He silently took it back.

"Then, Teacher Hirakawa, goodbye."

Tetsubun Hirakawa, who had a panoramic view of this scene, laughed.

"...Teacher Hirakawa, don't laugh."

"Okay, okay, I'm leaving, Mr. Jiutian takes care of himself."

"Ah."

-

Hirakawa Tetsufumi walked out of Hisada Moki's house alone and out of the apartment.When I got downstairs, I glanced at my phone. It was almost three o'clock.

It took a lot of time to visit Hisada-sensei today, so it's time to go back.

Go out of the building and walk slowly towards the door.

Then, when he was about to walk out of the apartment complex, he looked back.

The area is full of greenery, shrubs and trees are planted in the community, and there are some unknown species of flowers dotted in the green.

In the middle of the road, several people were walking.

After a glance, he turned his head again and walked out completely.

-

Somewhere behind some bushes, the gentle April wind blows away a little whisper and dissipates it into the air.

"That's definitely Mr. Hirakawa, right?"

"..."

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