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

Chapter 111 Daily life after school
As the sun sets, the clouds in the evening fade away and gradually darken.The shadows of the trees blown by the evening wind are no longer clearly defined and become hazy.

Until dusk loomed, the street lights came on, and Hirakawa Tetsufumi opened the door of his house.

The moment he turned on the porch light, Michael squatted in front of him as expected.

"I am back."

Say something to it as usual, and then put down the shopping bag on your right hand with its "meow".

Hirakawa Tetsubun just came back from the supermarket.

After changing his shoes, he moved away Michael who was poking his head at the shopping bag, and Tetsufumi Hirakawa stepped into the entrance and put the shopping bag on the table.

I went back to my room and changed my clothes - the teacher's uniform is a suit, which is tiring enough for a day.

When he got down, he saw that Michael had climbed onto the table, stretched out a paw, and was testing the "clicking" plastic bag.

Hirakawa Zhewen walked over helplessly and hugged it down.

"Hey, don't move around."

As soon as he let go of his hand, Michael ran away and jumped into the living room.

Hirakawa Tetsuwen ignored it, went to the kitchen, filled the rice cooker with rice for one person, turned on the faucet, inserted his palm into the water, and turned a clockwise vortex.

After washing the rice, I shook the water off my hands, turned on the rice cooker, and pressed the cooking button.

After that, Tetsufumi Hirakawa walked to the dining table, took out a bottle of Coke from the shopping bag, unscrewed it and took a sip as he walked towards the living room.

Go to the sofa in the living room, sit down, the soft sofa bounced a few times, so——

"Meow--"

Amidst the panicked cat meowing, Michael, who was squatting beside him, was suddenly bounced up, lifted a few centimeters into the air, and then fell back to the sofa, turning his head and looking around in a daze.

"Hey."

Holding a Coke in his hand, Hirakawa Zhewen was about to take a sip, and couldn't help laughing.

The stupid white cat was not good enough to understand that he was the culprit, and when he heard his voice, he turned to look at him, and then ran over and lay down on his lap.

"Meow."

It seems to be telling that it just encountered an inexplicable earthquake, was frightened, and asked for comfort.

Hirakawa Tetsuwen continued to smile and took a sip of Coke, put the cap on the bottle and put it on the coffee table.

Then, with his left hand wetted by the water condensed from the ice-cola bottle, he rubbed the white cat's head and wiped the water on its head.

The white cat shook its head dissatisfied, and changed its position.

Hirakawa Tetsufumi's hand, which had been wiped clean, landed on its soft back.

"It's actually good to let you stay."

Following Michael's hair, the smile still remained on his mouth, Hirakawa Tetsufumi sighed with emotion.

After that, his thoughts began to gradually diverge along the cat Michael.

He thought of Yu Gongye again, the second-year girl.

In the conversation at home a few days ago, he was sitting here, listening to Yu Gongye say to him:

"Teacher Hirakawa, you are the only person connected to this body. If you think this body cannot come here, then this body has nowhere to go."

"After all, even in the home of the present body, this body cannot appear."

It's a problem girl.

Moreover, the problematic girl also regarded him as the only "connection", thinking that he, the teacher, was the only person who could listen to her heart.

The only such word is too heavy.

The "No" was so heavy in Hirakawa Tetsuwen's throat that he couldn't say it.

So heavy that he thought it would be a sin if he refused.

In the end, he agreed to Yu Gongye's request in silence.

In this way, there is no need for Michael to send him away.

Speaking of which, Tetsufumi Hirakawa looked towards the corner of the living room, where was Michael's cat litter - just a bigger box.

It has been kept temporarily before, so there is no need to buy a cat litter for it. Now that it has settled down completely, can it be replaced with a better litter?

When thinking of this, Michael in his arms twisted his body.

Hirakawa Zhewen looked down at it, and his left hand, which had stopped because of misty thoughts, moved again.

Then, amidst its lazy meowing, it was lost again.

However, this time, her thoughts jumped to Shinohara Shiori.

This young lady is worthy of being a young lady.

Thinking of the young lady's "threat" to replace him if he was lazy again just after school, Hirakawa Zhewen was a little dumbfounded.

But in fact, it can be seen that, unlike the threat at the beginning, now, the threat of this young lady is really just a joke.

Because, this student said: "No matter what happens in the future, my respect for Mr. Hirakawa will never change."

When meeting the unusually serious gaze in her eyes, Hirakawa Zhewen did feel a spontaneous sense of relief.

As a teacher, being recognized by students is probably the happiest thing in teaching.

Moreover, from this point of view, the messy thoughts before were really just random thoughts.

The eldest lady's closeness to him was based on the respect he derived from helping her at the risk of losing his job.

Respect and love should be two emotions, right?

Hirakawa Zhewen felt a little guilty about his bad thoughts before.

But only a few seconds of guilt.

After a few seconds, the performance part occupied his mind.

As Shiori Shinohara said, there is another problem with the playing section now.

Although I don't know what the problem is, I have to say that Moritani's playing department is really "unlucky and ill-fated".

And on the weekend after the mid-term exam, the performance department will make up for the practice time that was lost due to the half-term exam.

Then this weekend, I'm afraid I will be busy again.

However, as Miss Shinohara said, let's take it as "making up for it", after all, it's been a long time since I went there.

……

In this way, Hirakawa Tetsuwen sat on the sofa, diverging his thinking, and sorted out the next things.

I played with my phone again, and watched Youtube videos.

After the rice cooker beeped, indicating that the rice was ready, he hugged the sleeping Michael to the side, got up and went to the kitchen to cook.

After the cooking was finished, several steaming dishes were put on the table.

Hirakawa Tetsuwen thought of something, took a picture, and sent it to Kuta Moshu via line.

Hirakawa: Hisata-sensei, this is my cooking.

Then, halfway through dinner, I received a message from Kuta Moshu.

Jasmine Kuta: Eh...

Kuta Moshu: So, is Mr. Hirakawa ready to lose?

plain:……

Hirakawa: Just to show Hisada-sensei!

Hirakawa: It's impossible to lose.

Hisata Moki: Well, yes, I am ready to taste Mr. Hirakawa's cooking skills.

"..."

Hey, at least carefully read the messages sent by others.

He was obviously just planning to show off, but in the end he was actually provoked.

Hirakawa Zhewen stared at the phone screen, curled his lips dissatisfied.

(End of this chapter)