[Comprehensive] Love and Hunter

Although it was almost the last shift, there were still people coming and going in the tram station, office workers in suits and leather shoes, and glasses carrying briefcases could be seen everywhere.It seems that social animals in modern cities are all troubled by overtime.

Holding Yuna's wallet, Aizawa called Yuna in front of the station.

Although he has worked with Teacher Yuna for a long time, because they are not in the same subject and the students in charge are of different grades, he really has not contacted Teacher Yuna in private.This number was copied from a colleague's phone book.

After a while the phone was connected, how should I explain to her...

As expected, he was still not very good at dealing with young women.

Is it enough to say "I have your wallet"?Or do you say something like "Where are you, take a taxi"?

While Aizawa was thinking, the phone was connected.Before he could figure out what to say for the first sentence, a distressed male voice rang out from the phone.

"Hello? Is it Miss Yuna's friend? She's a little unconscious after drinking. I want to ask where her home is. I'll take her home..."

Aizawa froze on the spot.

——Male, man?

The man on the other end of the phone didn't hear an answer for a long time, and became more and more distressed, "Hello? Hello? Can you hear me? What's going on... Is the signal bad? I don't want to guard her on the street..."

"...Ah, I'm listening." Aizawa's eyebrows twitched, and he finally recovered, "Where are you now? I'll go pick her up."

"No need, I'll take her back." The man said stubbornly, "You don't need to come here!"

Aizawa's face darkened, and he said immediately, "Where are you? I'm rushing over. Don't let me know what you did to her."

Maybe it was because his voice was too serious, the other party was a little taken aback, and finally reported a string of addresses obediently and reluctantly.

Aizawa looked it up, and the address is not far from here, only four or five stops away by tram.With complicated thoughts, Aizawa took the tram and rushed there.

Yuna-sensei was so drunk that she passed out.

Was she that type of person?

I usually feel that she is not close to smoking and drinking, but she is very cautious and well-behaved woman.

Was it forced?

Aizawa Yuta lowered his head and glanced at Yuna's wallet - a short white wallet with bank cards, tram cards, and work badges in it; a photo of her ID was pinned to the left, she was wearing a gray Shirt, showing a decent smile towards the camera, eyes looking over the camera, like a night sky full of stars.

With just one glance, Aizawa put away the wallet.

No matter what, you have to hurry over and take a look, lest something really happen to her.

A woman like her can be easily deceived.

Not long after, Aizawa arrived at his alighting station.He walked out of the tram station against the flow of people, followed the street signs and turned left and right for a while, before he arrived at the place indicated by the other party on the phone.

This street is a bit deserted, the shops along the street have all closed their shutters, and only the street lights are on abruptly.Therefore, Aizawa could see the person sitting on the street steps at a glance.

Yuna sat with her knees on the ground, not minding if her dress would get dirty.She buried her head in her arms, not sure if she fell asleep.However, between her fingers hanging on the ground, there was still a cigarette that was obviously just lit.In the thin white fingers, there was such a gleam of fire, no matter how you looked at it, it was glaring.

Aizawa was relieved to see that she showed no signs of injury.But seeing that cigarette, Aizawa's heart skipped a beat again.

"What's going on? Did someone trick her into drinking?" Aizawa Shouta's brows twitched, and his voice sank unconsciously, "It's very rude to force others to smoke!"

"No no no—"

Next to Yuna stood a man who looked like an ordinary office worker.He explained anxiously, "I didn't trick her into drinking, it was she who drank non-stop, and I went up to talk to her... Besides, she didn't bring a wallet, and I settled the bill." The voice looked aggrieved .

Aizawa didn't believe his words at all.

What are you kidding?Yuna-sensei doesn't seem to know how to drink at all.Moreover, a good girl like her has never touched a cigarette at all.This man got her drunk with ulterior motives.

"I see." Having said that, Aizawa didn't intend to pursue anything, but said solemnly, "I will send her home."

"Are you sending her?" The office worker was stunned.He was obviously not happy, and said, "Otherwise, it's me..."

"Can't you understand me?"

Aizawa's face was gloomy, the office worker was taken aback, and took a step back, "That, that, the money for the wine..."

"How much? I'll give it to you." Aizawa was a little upset.

This man strikes up a girl who looks pure and well-behaved outside, buys her a drink, and even sends her home—who knows what he is thinking?He even has the face to ask for money.Come out to meet women, can't you even give up money?

If I hadn't made a special call, I don't know what kind of bad result it has developed now.

The office worker took the money from Aizawa and walked towards the tram stop with some regret.Aizawa sighed, lowered his head and said to Yuna on the steps, "Ms. Yuna, are you still awake? I'll take you home."

He thought that Yuna was probably dead asleep, but who knew, she raised her head and said to Aizawa with a smile, "Awake."

Aizawa froze for a moment.

Her eyes were clear and her complexion was normal, she didn't seem to be drunk.

"are you drunk?"

Yuna blinked, and whispered, "It's fruitless to ask like this. A drunk person won't admit that he's drunk, just like an idiot won't admit that he is an idiot.... Aizawa-sensei, you are an idiot ?"

"..." Aizawa's brows twitched, "I'm sure, you're not drunk, you still have time to tease me."

Sure enough, Yuna stood up normally and brushed off the dust on her clothes.She still wore the same outfit she wore at work, a very feminine and ladylike outfit, as if she had chosen it according to the model who was going to wear it on the cover of the magazine.

No matter how Aizawa looked at it, she didn't seem like the type who would take the initiative to drink and get drunk.

"Since you're not drunk, why are you sitting on the ground and pretending to be asleep?" Aizawa couldn't understand.

"In this way, that man will pay the bill for me, and my wallet is gone." She said this, her tone was still gentle and gentle, "Besides, I also want to know what he wants to do. Fortunately, I pretended to be drunk , so that he can reveal his true intentions."

Aizawa...

What kind of intentions can a man have? To get her drunk is just to...! ! !

Although her tone of voice was soft, Aizawa could hear a small conspiracy.He was even a little confused, thinking in his heart?Is Yuna-sensei really this kind of person?

Aizawa stopped his own thoughts in time, turned his head away from her, and just passed the wallet over, "If you can move it, I will take a taxi home. This is for you, your wallet is left in the office."

"Ah...thank you." Yuna said, took the wallet, and wanted to go out of the alley.However, for some reason, she bumped into the lamppost firmly, and the sound of "clang" hitting the iron lamp with her forehead made Aizawa feel pain when she heard it.

"Sorry, sorry..." Yuna actually apologized to the streetlight.

Aizawa...

"I said you, you are simply drunk." He couldn't bear to look away, and said numbly, "Can you really go home by yourself? Tell me the address, and I'll take you off."

"I'm not drunk." Yuna explained with a smile.

"Will an idiot admit that he is an idiot?" Aizawa finished speaking in a perfunctory tone, and went to the side of the road to hail a car.

It's a bit cold at night in April, and there are few cars on the road.Aizawa stood by the side of the street, staring at the passing vehicles.Occasionally, Aizawa turned his head and found Yuna circling back and forth on the spot, looking down and pacing the ground, as if looking for something.

"...What are you looking for? I have the wallet."

Yuna raised her finger and showed the cigarette between her fingers, "I'm looking for a smoking area. Otherwise, I will be fined 5000 yen." The cigarette was almost burned out, and when she moved her hand, a piece of ash fell to the ground.

Aizawa...

She also knows the regulations on non-smoking areas in public places and the amount of fines...

This guy is not a novice.

Aizawa Shouta stared dead.

When Mingming was in school, Teacher Yuna was such a serious person, talking about "law and order" all day long, for fear of doing something that violated the rules.As a result, after leaving school, did you completely let go of yourself?

It never occurred to him that this guy still smokes...! !

When the taxi came, Aizawa managed to squeeze Yuna, who insisted on spinning around, into the car.Fortunately, this place is not far from Yuna's home. After about 20 minutes' drive, Aizawa was standing under the apartment building where Yuna lived.

Stumbling up the stairs, Yuna threw herself on the sofa as soon as she entered the room, like a street warrior exhausted.

The apartment is small, with one bedroom and one living room connected together. The kitchen is in the entrance, adjacent to the shoe cabinet. The layout is the same as that of all cheap single apartments.Aizawa can see everything at a glance.

In his impression, Mr. Yuna always tidied herself up very meticulously, and would wear a perfume that he couldn't distinguish with his sense of smell, and the earrings he wore every day seemed to have never been the same.But her home... how should I put it, it's much more monotonous, without any feminine decorations, it just keeps the original style.

In short, it was different from what Aizawa imagined.

He also thought that Teacher Yuna would be a more homely type, the kind who would happily plant potted plants and choose soft-colored tablecloths and curtains.Almost all the housewives he knew were like this.

"Ms. Yuna, are you okay?" Aizawa leaned against the door, making one last confirmation, "If there's no problem, I'll leave first."

The person who threw himself on the sofa in a prone position made a muffled voice, "I want to drink water."

Aizawa had no choice but to find a water cup near the entrance. "Do you live alone?" He handed over the water, "Take care of yourself."

"Hey, um." Yuna sat up from the sofa and took the water glass, "Mom and Dad aren't here.... We haven't seen each other for many, many years. Ten years? About the same... Ah, I miss them so much."

Aizawa was a little strange, "Don't you want to go back and have a look? The family is not here in Shizuoka?"

Yuna curled up on the sofa, her voice aggrieved, "I can't go back. I just can't go back."

Probably the stamina of the wine had begun to take hold, her cheeks flushed crimson, and her voice was low.Aizawa Xiao looked at her like this too much, and a thought suddenly came to his mind that it was over, this situation was not something he could handle.

You're not good at dealing with women, let alone drunk?

Aizawa was a little distressed. He rubbed his forehead, which was aching from lack of sleep, and said, "You'd better... go to bed early. Teacher Yuna."

Holding the water glass, she said inexplicably stubbornly, "I miss my father and mother so much."

Aizawa Shouta's head was getting bigger, "...Go to bed quickly!"

"Are you going to sleep?" Yuna thought for a moment, took out a harmonica from her pocket, and brought it to her lips.When Aizawa saw it, he felt something bad in his heart, and just about to activate the personality of elimination, the sound of the piano was already blown out.

--Oops!Yes, it's a Mozart-style transcendence...

This was the last thought on Aizawa Yuta's mind before falling asleep.

He had a rather frightening dream.

In the dream, he was arrested by policewoman Yuna on the spot for smoking in a public area.Yuna pointed to the cigarette butts on the ground, and said seriously, "The fine is [-] yen."

The female policewoman was wearing a light blue uniform, everything from the tie to the buttons was neatly arranged, she was solemn and rigorous, like an unattainable goddess.The way she looks at people can expose all the crimes, and she dare not commit them again.

Aizawa "...couldn't it be less?"

"That's impossible! That's how much the law stipulates." The policewoman Yuna put her hat on, her expression serious, "I will never do anything against the rules! Come on, give me [-] yen. "

This female policewoman really enforces the law impartially and is merciless.

Then, Aizawa was woken up by a hasty call.

"...Aizawa-sensei, Aizawa-sensei."

Aizawa Yuta opened his eyes with difficulty.

He knew that he should have slept for a long time.He never felt that he didn't get enough sleep, but this time he actually felt... unexpectedly slept soundly?My head didn't hurt, my eyes didn't hurt, and I felt like I had slept soundly and relaxed for three days and three nights in a dark environment... a bit strange.

He sat up from the ground, supported his body with his arms, turned his head and looked around.

It was already dawn, and the early morning sun fell on the window sill without the curtains, and there were chirping birdsong outside the window.The clock on the wall showed that the time was 6:10 in the morning, and Teacher Yuna knelt beside him with an apologetic face, full of shame and guilt.

She didn't change her clothes either, it was still the same as yesterday.After one night of placement, the makeup has obviously undergone a qualitative change, and the color of the lipstick has changed to a very light layer, as if a layer of mist has been brushed, it is hazy and soft.

"... Hug, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry." She was very nervous and anxious, and bowed her head directly to salute Aizawa, "My personality... I, I was drunk, so I used my personality to Mr. Aizawa ..."

——Very ordinary music, the personality of using lullabies to make the other party fall asleep quickly, commonly known as "Mozart-style transcendence".

Aizawa sat on the carpet, still a little confused.The last scene in his memory was the drunken teacher Yuna taking out the harmonica; then, he had a terrible dream of being arrested by the policewoman; after that, he was woken up by Yuna.

Looking at the time on the clock, it was already Saturday morning.In two hours, he will go to school for class. ——He slept through the whole night.

Yuna seemed really guilty, she kept apologizing, tears were about to come out.Seeing her like this, Aizawa actually couldn't say anything.

"... Forget it. It's nothing." He touched his head, his tone was a little erratic, "How should I put it, your personality is pretty good. Let me have a good sleep."

"...Huh?" Yuna tilted her head, as if she didn't understand what she heard.

"I haven't slept so peacefully for a long time. It's much more comfortable than sleeping in a sleeping bag in the classroom. So it's okay." Aizawa stood up with his messy hair, "...I'll go straight to school like this .”

Yuna was a little nervous, and said, "No, no... Well, I have spare toiletries, towels and so on, you can use them. I will also make breakfast!"

In short, he looked like he wanted to apologize.

Aizawa thought about it, and he was right, it is really not good to appear in front of the students with this appearance of not combing his hair or brushing his teeth.So he agreed.

"...I found the toothbrush and so on." Yuna opened the cabinet door in the bathroom and rummaged through things.There were indeed unopened disposable toiletries, and new, clean, fluffy towels.

In addition, there is... a razor? !

Aizawa was silent for three seconds facing men's products like razors, and rationally chose not to ask anything.

It should be the razor that Dad came over to play occasionally... Well, that's right, ten years ago, when Yuna's father came to play...! !

Yuna noticed his gaze and smiled shyly, "Ah, it was used when my boyfriend lived here. Then we broke up and let him move away... It doesn't matter if you want to use it. .”

It's a little embarrassing.Aizawa stared at the mirror without moving, and responded casually, "Ah, yes."

"Then, please do what you want." Yuna clasped her hands and said smoothly, "Oh, yes, the tie and shirt from yesterday... No, no, no, you don't have that kind of thing. Forget it."

Aizawa...

She seemed to have said something serious.

Well, I guess I'm used to taking care of my ex-boyfriend...

In this respect, she is quite family-friendly.It's a pity that I seldom wear a tie and a shirt-that kind of serious and boring clothes are only needed for serious and annoying occasions like media meetings, right?

Thinking like this, Aizawa slowly washed himself in front of the mirror, and wiped his face clean with a towel.Now that the razor is here, let him shave his beard clean by the way.

It's been a long time since I took care of myself so seriously.

Looking at his clean face in the mirror, he was speechless.

Who would have thought that he would shave at the home of a female colleague? !

Sighing, Aizawa Shouta walked out of the bathroom.Sure enough, Yuna prepared breakfast for him, but she simply heated up the bagged sandwiches from the convenience store, and the hot water adhered to the plastic wrapping paper.

"Aren't you going to be late for school?" Yuna said a little embarrassedly, "This way I can eat on the way. It definitely doesn't mean that I'm too lazy to make breakfast, it's just that sandwiches in bags are more convenient..."

"...Oh. Thank you," Aizawa said.

To be honest, he has eaten this kind of sandwich before, and the taste is very ordinary, so he has no desire to buy a second time.But today it tastes... feels okay?

Maybe it was because it was microwaved?

You can try again next time.

Aizawa Shouta, who walked downstairs to the apartment, thought about it, and took another bite.

Today is Saturday, Xiongying High School has a half-day class, and the students in the Hero Department basically take the main class—rescue teaching, personality training and so on.When he arrived at the school, it happened to be 5 minutes before the teacher's attendance.

It seems that I still have to thank Teacher Yuna for preparing a bagged sandwich for breakfast, which allowed him to eat without being late for work because he sat down to eat breakfast.

Stepping into the office, he saw Teacher Midnight, who was supposed to be on vacation today, lying on the desk in pain, writing hard.

"Today...do you have class?" Aizawa asked.

"It's not the work that I didn't finish yesterday!!!" Midnight said angrily.

As she spoke, she wanted to go out and pour tea.When she turned her head and caught sight of Aizawa Shouta behind her, she was immediately stunned.

"You're not good..." Midnight's face turned red strangely, and his expression became visibly excited, "I said, eraser, you are not good!!!"

"Huh?" Aizawa didn't understand what she was saying at all.He tidied up the things on the table, and planned to go directly to the classroom of 1a to meet the group of little bastards.

"You! Very! No! Wonderful!"

"...I still don't understand what you're talking about."

Midnight flashed in front of Aizawa Shouta, pointed his index finger at Aizawa Shouta's bewildered face.

"You!" she shouted angrily, "Although you wear the same clothes every day, you still know how to change clothes. But why, today, you came to school wearing yesterday's outfit? "

"?? How do you tell??"

"You got some chalk on your clothes yesterday, and today the chalk is still on your cuffs!" Midnight's expression became more and more excited, as if he had discovered some secret, "Not only that, but your spirit is also very good! You are usually full of eyes. Bloodshot, but today is full of energy!"

"Is there?" Aizawa stared dead, "I don't think I'm in good spirits."

"You've already shaved!" Midnight pushed his glasses, like a detective alive, carefully considering every detail, "What kind of thing is worthy of your shaving? Or, when you wake up in the morning, you are caught Forced to shave?"

"...You think too much." Aizawa Xiaota said.

"The most important thing is——" Midnight closed his eyes and said confidently, "You have the perfume that Teacher Yuna used to smell on you. Don't you plan to explain what's going on with such a strong perfume smell? Office romance gentlemen?"

Aizawa...

Oops.

He is really not good at dealing with women. .