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

Chapter 157 Trip to Kyoto (End)

It wasn't until Ogasa Suzuki left in front of him that Hirakawa Tetsufumi breathed a sigh of relief, and the breath he held was released.

Speaking of which, isn't Mr. Xiaoli a bit too natural... unexpectedly, he didn't have any guards at all.

With the back of his hand, he touched the forehead that had just been pasted by Ogasa Suzuki, Hirakawa Tetsufumi watched this small and cute music consultant walk back to the bed, a little dumbfounded.

I don't know what to say.

However, he didn't take his temperature like this last night, did he?

Hirakawa Tetsufumi fell into deep thought.

But I don't remember, I don't remember anything.

The memory of last night in the middle of the night is too vague, only the general impression remains, and the details are not clear at all.Especially after arriving at Teacher Ogasa's room, I was completely broken.

So I can't recall anything.

But it didn't last too long, because Ogasa Suzukiko spoke again, Hirakawa Tetsufumi refocused on her.

"Teacher Hirakawa."

"Well, what's wrong?"

In front, I saw Ogasa Suzuki sitting most of his body on the bed at this time, with his hands propped behind his body, and only his calves stretched out halfway from the edge of the bed.At the same time, his feet swayed slightly from side to side, and the slippers on his feet also swayed.

"You should start eating lunch," she reminded.

"..." Hirakawa Zhewen withdrew his attention, and responded with a dragging sound, "Yes—"

He turned around and looked at the dinner plate on the table.

"Would you lose your appetite?" Ogasa Suzuki continued to ask behind him.

"Ms. Xiaoli brought it specially, why would I have a bad appetite?"

Replied casually, Hirakawa Tetsufumi looked at the plate on the table seriously.

On top is a bowl of porridge, a few side dishes, and an egg. It's ordinary and light.

"Besides, it's just right after being sick."

"Is that so?" Ogasa Suzuki said while shaking her feet, "If it were me, I would lose my appetite when I was sick."

"Even if you have no appetite, you should eat well when you are sick."

Despite this assumption, the current Hirakawa Tetsufumi has a good appetite because he hasn't eaten for a long time.

He picked up the spoon, scooped up a spoonful of porridge, and put it in his mouth.

The porridge is still warm, delicate and slightly sweet, and can slide from the mouth down the esophagus into the stomach after a few light chews.

"Ms. Hirakawa also said the same..." Ogasa Suzuki stopped shaking her feet.

"also?"

"Well... because my mother likes to say that too."

"..."

Inexplicably, Hirakawa Zhewen, who had grown up a generation and became a parent, stopped talking and drank a few mouthfuls of porridge.

—Actually, it’s Saiko.

Ogasa Suzuki lay down on the bed, looking at the ceiling.

"If I'm sick and have no appetite, I'll crave pudding more."

"pudding?"

"Well, the pudding is delicious, even if you don't have an appetite, you can eat it. My favorite is strawberry pudding."

"It's like this." Hirakawa Zhewen replied.

However, he doesn't have a big liking for desserts like pudding, or to say that he would feel very greasy after eating a few more bites.

Hirakawa Zhewen took another sip of the warm porridge and ate a small dish with chopsticks.

After swallowing it, he asked, "Ms. Xiaoli asked me to wait on the line just now, so he was going to prepare this meal?"

The porridge is still hot.

Xiaoli Suzuki turned over boredly, and buried her face in the quilt: "Yes, but in fact, it was prepared quite early, but I didn't expect Mr. Hirakawa to wake up so late, so the porridge was cold, and I just took it away Heat it up."

Hearing the movement on the bed, Hirakawa Tetsubun turned his head and took a look while answering.

"Thank you, Teacher Xiaoli, for your trouble..."

But after seeing Ogasa Suzuki's actions, her voice became smaller and smaller.

At this time, Ogasa Suzuki who was buried in the quilt lightly sniffed the smell of the quilt.

"It doesn't matter, Teacher Hirakawa is a patient—the quilt smells like Teacher Hirakawa."

"……Feel sorry."

"It's okay, it doesn't smell bad."

"..."

Hirakawa Tetsubun was speechless and a little embarrassed, he turned back and took a sip of porridge silently.

"Mr. Xiaoli, can you tell me what happened last night? Why did I fall asleep in Teacher Xiaoli's room? Also, did I behave strangely?"

"Hey, Mr. Hirakawa, don't you remember?"

"Well, I don't have much impression—it seems that I even saw two Mr. Xiaoli because of hallucinations."

"This..." Ogasa Suzuki's expression changed for a moment, then she thought about it, and said seriously, "It seems that Mr. Hirakawa is indeed seriously ill."

"Yes." Hirakawa Zhewen said in agreement.

Two Ogasa Suzuki, why is that impossible?
"Also correct me, the quantifier here is wrong, it is used to describe small animals."

"...Sorry—then what happened last night?"

"Well, this..."

Ogasa Suzuki turned over again, looking at the ceiling and recalling.

In fact, she doesn't remember very clearly...

I just remember being so sleepy and wanting to sleep.

Fortunately, there was Saeko. After waking up this morning, she asked Saeko what happened last night.

——By the way, preparing lunch and remembering to heat it up is also done by the caring Saiko.

"Last night, I heard a knock on the door. When I opened the door, I found that it was Teacher Pingchuan."

She recalled what Saiko said, and repeated.

"Teacher Pingchuan seemed to be in a very bad state at that time. He was in a daze and was about to lose his balance. He was holding a phone in his hand."

"The phone is hands-free, and a female voice came from inside. She said that Mr. Hirakawa has a fever, please..."

When talking about this, Ogasa Suzuki almost blurted out "Saiko".

Fortunately, the response was timely.

"Please let me take care of Mr. Hirakawa."

"Afterwards, I helped Mr. Hirakawa in, let Mr. Hirakawa drink water and take antipyretics." Ogasa Suzuki said.

The almighty Saiko always remembers to bring her medicines when she travels far away.

"In the end, Teacher Pingchuan was too tired and fell asleep on the bed."

"In order not to disturb Mr. Hirakawa's rest, I went to the front desk and opened another room, which is next door."

After the retelling was over, Suzuki Ogasa sat up and looked at Tetsufumi Hirakawa who turned to look at her again.

"Ms. Hirakawa, that's it."

Hirakawa Tetsuwen sat on a chair, put his hands together in front of him, and bowed solemnly.

"It's really troublesome, Teacher Xiaoli."

"Hey...this...it's okay." Ogasa Suzuki laughed sheepishly, and her feet started to shake again.

"I can tell you're tired."

"Well... it's okay, it's okay."

"Many thanks."

"It's over." Ogasa Suzuki was a little guilty after thanking her all the time, "Mr. Hirakawa, you're welcome."

"Ok."

Hirakawa Zhewen raised his head, and asked another question that he was very concerned about: "Mr. Xiaoli, do you still remember that I said any strange words or did any strange actions?"

"Strange words? Action?" Ogasa Suzuki raised his head slightly and thought for a while.

Saiko didn't say anything about this, but...

"I seem to have a little impression... Hirakawa-sensei was muttering something, but I couldn't hear clearly."

Hirakawa Zhewen's face froze for a moment, and he recovered immediately after hearing "inaudible".

fortunately.

Just as he was rejoicing, he heard Ogasa Suzuki continue to speak.

"What's more, when I helped Mr. Pingchuan in, Mr. Pingchuan suddenly lost his balance and fell on the bed."

——Because she was still sitting on the bed at the time, I remember this very clearly.

"Fall on the bed." Hirakawa Zhewen repeated meaninglessly with a nod.

This seems to be nothing.

Just thinking about it, Ogasa Suzuki added:
"It seems... well, it doesn't seem to be, and it puts me under the body."

Saiko, who was supporting Hirakawa-sensei at that time, was suddenly overwhelmed.

"..."

Hearing these words, Hirakawa Tetsuwen's face moved slightly. He looked at Ogasa Suzuki's face, and the scene at that time vaguely appeared in his mind.

There was such a thing, because I was too tired, my feet went limp, and I fell on the bed.

Of course, the accurate statement should be that Xiaoli Suzuki fell on the bed, and he fell on Xiaoli Suzuki.

"Ah, this... I'm sorry, Mr. Ogasa."

Feeling sorry, Hirakawa Tetsubun quickly apologized.

"It's all right." Ogasa Suzuki raised his hand and compared the height difference between the two, "There's nothing to do about it. And it's because Mr. Hirakawa is sick, and it wasn't intentional."

"I'm still sorry."

"It's okay, nothing happened. After Mr. Hirakawa fell down, he supported himself and sat up immediately." Xiaoli Suzuki shook his head.

Hirakawa Tetsufumi breathed a sigh of relief.

Nothing happened, okay okay.

It seems that even if he is not clear-headed, he is still very conscious, and he got up immediately after overwhelming Mr. Xiaoli.

but……

Just a few seconds later, Hirakawa Zhewen suddenly had doubts about this result.

As Suzuki Ogasa recounted, his picture of this scene became clearer and clearer in his mind.

It's getting clearer.

A certain extremely deep impression began to come to mind.

what is it then?

He raised his hand and touched his own face lightly.

I just remember... after he pressed Ogasa Suzuki under him, his face seemed to be pressed...

With the continuous recall, the vague memory finally surfaced from the depths of my mind until it was fully revealed.

Hirakawa Tetsufumi looked at Ogasa Suzukiko, and moved his gaze down slightly.

"..."

(End of this chapter)