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

Chapter 108 The Gamble with Hisada Moki & Miss Shinohara Finally Can't Take It Anymore

In the evening, club building, performance department.

The melodious melody echoed in this airtight concert hall.

It was "Forest Under the Blue Sky", a piece of music they had practiced countless times.

Ogasa Suzuki stood in front of the students, listening intently to the students' playing.

Until the playing progresses to a certain measure.

"stop--"

Suzuki Ogasa, who was standing in the conductor's position, suddenly lowered his hand and stopped playing.Thus, the melody stopped abruptly.

In fact, this is the third time she has called a stop in a short period of time.And, every time something went wrong it was...

Ogasa Suzuki's gaze swept across the students, and finally stopped on the most conspicuous girl in the trumpet section in the middle.

"Xiaoyuan-san, are you okay? Are you feeling unwell?" She asked with concern.

"..."

She didn't get an answer, and she was a little troubled: "Well...shall I take a rest first?"

"..."

Shinohara Shiori took the golden trumpet in her hand away, and looked away from the score, looking at Mr. Ogasa on the conductor's seat.

Three mistakes in a row...and it's not a smart mistake.

Although I really want to say "no problem, she can continue to practice", but... she is not the only one practicing here, and she is not the only one who has devoted time and energy to this.

Shiori Shinohara is not yet self-willed enough to allow other people to waste time with her without guilt because of her mistakes.

So, after a moment of silence, she still nodded reluctantly.

"Yes."

Teacher Xiaoli also saw that she was not in the right state, and comforted her: "Hmm, it's okay, don't be discouraged, everyone will feel uncomfortable or not in a good state at times."

"Yes."

"Okay, Shinohara-san, take a good rest. Other students, start from section 45 and continue—"

"..."

In the ear, Teacher Xiaoli's voice dissipated, and then, the melodious and long melody reappeared in the ear.

Shinohara Shiori sat on the seat holding the trumpet, silent.

After a while, she let out a breath, put the trumpet in her hand on her lap, listened to the music in her ears, and gradually lost focus when she looked down at her legs.

That's right, she's in a very bad state today, and she can't calm down when playing.

The melody in her mind was fragmented, she had practiced thousands of times and made frequent mistakes, the musical notes that should have been easily controlled by her could not form a piece of music, and chaotic thoughts occupied almost all of her attention.

This state is no longer suitable for continuing practice.

'In the end, it's all Mr. Hirakawa's fault. '

After being quiet for a long time, Shinohara Shiori thought in her heart with a blank face.

The proud eldest lady was unwilling to admit that she was affected by "certain aspects of emotion" and thus disturbed - even if this was her inner world, no one would know, she was unwilling to admit this fact.

But, no matter what, it must be Mr. Hirakawa's fault that she didn't play well.

As an instructor, but never appearing in the performance department, it is too bad.

So in the final analysis, it was his bad behavior in not coming to the performance department that caused her to fail to play well.

As for whether there is really the most fundamental causal relationship between them, in short, Miss Shinohara said yes.

She glanced up at the corner of the concert hall.

So, at noon tomorrow, should we remind this lazy teacher?

-

On Tuesday, at the office in the afternoon, Hirakawa Tetsufumi just came back from the cafeteria.

And at this time, Kuta Moshu was still sitting on the seat, eating her bento lukewarmly, which looked like omelet rice.

"Ms. Kuta."

Hirakawa Tetsufumi sat back in his seat, and then he was probably too leisurely to be bored, and he didn't care that the female teacher was eating, but he just said hello.

Kuta Moshu, who was having lunch, raised his head when he heard the sound, and looked at him, his cheeks puffed slightly, and he blinked.

After chewing it several times and swallowing it, he asked, "Teacher Hirakawa, what's the matter?"

"It's nothing." Hirakawa Tetsubun boredly picked up the pen on the table and started to spin it.

"..."

Jiu Tianmoshu glanced at the pen in Hirakawa Zhewen's hand, and puffed up his face: "Mr. Hirakawa, if you are really bored, you can go and correct the homework you haven't finished grading this morning."

"It's off-duty time now." Hirakawa Zhewen didn't want to work overtime now.

"Then I haven't finished my lunch yet, so I don't have time to play with Mr. Hirakawa." Hisamoki's tone seemed to be comforting a child.

It should be said that in the eyes of this female teacher, Hirakawa Tetsufumi is often a bit like a naive child.

Hirakawa Tetsubun looked at Kuta Moshu who turned around again and started eating his bento, and responded lazily.

"Yes--"

……

After a while, he made a mistake, and the pen in Hirakawa Tetsuwen's hand fell to the table with a "snap".

He stopped turning the pen, snapped the loose cap back to the nib, and then looked boredly at the young female teacher beside him.

Hisada-sensei was using a spoon to transport the omelet rice to his mouth in small bites. At the same time, the side of his face puffed up a little, chewing up and down.

It looks a little cute.

Sure enough, a good-looking person does everything pleasing to the eye - by the way, this sentence is actually a compliment to himself.

Otherwise, if his appearance is so unsightly, his current behavior can probably be said to be sexual harassment in the workplace.

Fortunately, his skin is not bad, so this is not harassment, but looking at the people around him with appreciation.

The cruelty of modern society is like this, there is really no way.

In this way, the boring Hirakawa Tetsufumi lost his mind in the silent appreciation.

When I returned from the fugue, my thoughts drifted to the question of "whether the omurice made by Yuu Otosaka's sister is good or not".

But now is not the time to ponder such insignificant questions.

Hirakawa Zhewen, who returned from the soul, easily found the kind eyes of the female teacher.The bento box on her desk has been put away and is now staring at him.

Hirakawa Tetsubun blinked his innocent eyes: "Mr. Jiuta, what's wrong? Why are you looking at me?"

Jiu Tianmoshu curled his lips: "Mr. Hirakawa, I should ask about this kind of thing. Also, it doesn't make sense for whoever asks first."

"Hey, what Mr. Hisada said is that you have been taught."

"Don't just answer half a sentence, what else?"

"Ah, this..."

Seemingly not being able to fool the past, Hirakawa Tetsubun looked at Hisada Moki who was pretending to be angry.

He was fascinated by it because it was cute, it was too frivolous to say such a reason, so he had to think about it seriously——

"Teacher Hirakawa, don't act like you're thinking seriously. As long as you act like this, you're just trying to make excuses."

"..."

It was seen through before he even started to answer.

"Okay, okay. Hmm..." Hirakawa Tetsufumi couldn't find an excuse for a while, so he blurted out the question he had been thinking about before: "I wonder if the omelet rice made by Otosaka Yuu's sister is good?"

"Otosaka Yuu, who? And what's the problem?"

"In terms of explanation, Otosaka Yuu is the protagonist of an anime, and his sister can only make omelet rice—"

"I don't want you to explain this, Mr. Hirakawa."

"Then change it, did Mr. Hisada's bento be made by himself?"

"Yes. Moreover, Mr. Hirakawa asked this question a long time ago. Secondly, I was asking Mr. Hirakawa what he was looking at, not asking Mr. Hirakawa to ask me a question." Hisada Moki said dissatisfied.

"That's right." Hirakawa Zhewen suddenly realized, "How should I put it, I'm actually—"

The time delay before finally worked, so after only a few seconds of delay in the ending, Hirakawa Zhewen thought of the answer, and he smiled.

"Actually, I was thinking, before, I cooked for Mr. Jiuta, but it seems that I haven't tasted Mr. Jiutian's cooking skills so far. It's a bit regrettable."

"..."

Kuta Moshu saw at a glance that Hirakawa Tetsuwen was definitely, definitely making up a temporary excuse, but in the end, with a lot of adults, she decided not to pursue this trivial issue, and followed what he said.

"I was a patient at that time. Then when Mr. Hirakawa is sick next time, I can also do it for Mr. Hirakawa."

"Eh?"

"is it not OK?"

Hirakawa Zhewen was very entangled: "Does it have to be sick? It seems that in order to taste Mr. Jiutian's cooking skills earlier, I have to get sick soon."

"...It's too exaggerated." Kuta Moshu covered his mouth and smiled lightly.

"In order to enjoy Mr. Hisada's cooking skills earlier, I have to sacrifice myself."

"alright."

Facing the seemingly serious Hirakawa Tetsufumi, Hisada Moki's smile turned helpless.

"If Mr. Hirakawa really wants to try it, I can make an extra bento tomorrow."

"Isn't it good?" The female teacher seemed to be serious, but Hirakawa Zhewen felt embarrassed, "You don't get paid for nothing."

"Well--"

The female teacher wrapped her fingers around the hair that was hanging down from the side face, and began to think about what Tetsufumi Hirakawa had said.

After a long time, she probably thought of something: "That's it—"

"Huh?" Hirakawa Tetsuwen listened attentively.

"The mid-term exam is coming soon, right?"

"Yes."

"Then, according to the average score of the students in the midterm exam class, if Teacher Pingchuan wins, I will cook for Teacher Pingchuan once."

Kuta Moshu put forward this plan with a smile on his face.

"Of course, the other way around, it's the same if Mr. Hirakawa loses."

"It's become a gamble..."

"I have great confidence in the students in my class." Kuta Moshu straightened his waist and used the provocative method.

Hirakawa Tetsuwen smiled.

He is quite familiar with this aggressive method.However, it doesn't matter if this kind of innocuous thing is tricked.

Hirakawa Zhewen happily fell for the trick: "Okay, I am also very confident in the students in my class."

"That's a good deal, Mr. Hirakawa, don't be lazy to do it then." Jiu Tianmoshu entered the part of talking harshly.

Not to be outdone, Hirakawa Tetsubun said, "I won't. Also, Mr. Hisata, please start thinking about what to do."

-

In short, just like that, just because Hirakawa Tetsubun took one more look at Kuta Moshu in the crowd, a match was born.

After that, the topic naturally ends.Hirakawa Tetsufumi turned his chair with a smile.

Then at this time——

"Teacher Hirakawa."

"..."

A familiar voice suddenly sounded in my ear, not from Kuta Moshu, but——

Hirakawa Tetsuwen's chair continued to turn, and after turning a total of 270 degrees, he saw the figure of the girl in front of him.

Student uniform, clean white stockings, and correct posture.

"Huh? Xiaoyuan-san? When did you come?" Hirakawa Tetsufumi asked in surprise.

"..."

Shiori Shinohara stood in front of Tetsubun Hirakawa, and did not answer immediately, but silently glanced at the female teacher sitting next to her, and then smiled very softly.

"Not too long."

In fact, it's been a long time, and Hirakawa Tetsufumi, who was just busy chatting with the female teacher, has never seen it.

"Hmm... so what's the matter?"

Shinohara Shiori still had a soft smile on her face: "I originally planned to talk about something with Mr. Hirakawa, but after thinking about it, let's talk about it after school this afternoon."

The content I want to say has suddenly increased a lot, and I may not be able to finish it now.

Then, amidst Tetsufumi Hirakawa's puzzled expression, Shiori Shinohara left without looking back, leaving him only the back view of the girl going away.

"Ok?"

(End of this chapter)