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

Chapter 214 Mr. Hisata, Happy Birthday

"Teacher Hirakawa."

"Well, what happened?"

"..."

Kuta Moshu in his arms, after listening to his speech, finally couldn't help but speak.

"that……"

But the voice was so low that only Hirakawa Zhewen, who was next to her, could hear it.

"Please speak."

"How long...how long will you hold me..."

"..."

He could clearly hear the shy tone, and could easily imagine that the young female teacher was being held in his arms, blushing and not daring to look up.

Too cute.

Hirakawa Zhewen didn't let go - in fact, he hugged her very lightly, and just put his hand on her back lightly.

As long as the teacher is willing, he only needs to take a step back and be able to leave.

"Before I let go, can I listen to Hisada-sensei?"

"..."

Be quiet, perhaps thinking about how to answer.

Passers-by pass by from time to time, and occasionally, they will glance at them who are still hugging.

He felt the female teacher in his arms, and his body moved slightly.

"Teacher Hirakawa..."

"Well, I'm listening."

The tip of his nose could always smell the faint sweet smell from this teacher, just like what he got when he slept on her shoulder at the teacher seminar.

"Ms. Hirakawa has been talking about... wanting...to be together... and so on. Didn't you ask me for my opinion?"

"So now, I'm asking Hisada-sensei for his opinion."

"..."

"..."

"no……"

"..."

"Hey...I mean, like this...holding, I can't think..."

"..."

Hirakawa Zhewen's stiff body suddenly relaxed.

He smiled bitterly: "I thought..."

When the word "no" was uttered by the female teacher, he was really shocked, and his brain felt suddenly blank.

Fortunately, it refers to something else.

Relieved, Hirakawa Tetsufumi let go of the hand on the female teacher's back.

He took a step back, and then looked at the female teacher who was still standing there with her head bowed in the night.

The bit of cheek exposed to his view was hot red.

Still shy.

"..."

Kuta Moshu felt that the hug was loosened, but she still didn't speak, just staring at the ground next to her.

His thoughts were a little confused, but his cheeks were still hot.

Confession, followed by hugs, and a lot of words, and there was no time to think about the successive things.

The wind was light, the ground was sprinkled with street lights, and there were shallow human figures overlapping among several light sources.

"Teacher Hirakawa."

After staring at the ground for an unknown amount of time, she finally raised her head after taking a deep breath.

"..."

However, his gaze was still scorching and embarrassing.

Kuta Moshu felt that the aura she had accumulated with great difficulty was destroyed, so she dodged this gaze.

"Your choice is...too cunning."

"Eh, will you?"

"That's right. It's obviously Mr. Hirakawa's fault, but now I have to choose the result."

"That said, it seems to be like this..."

"right?"

"..."

"..."

There was another moment of silence, and Hirakawa Tetsuwen unconsciously lowered his eyes when he saw Hisada Moshu.

She is thinking.

Thinking about the result.

"Mr. Kuta, how are you?" Hirakawa Tetsufumi didn't want to wait, he asked softly.

"..." Kuta Moshu stretched out his hand, curling a strand of hair with his fingers in trouble.

"What if... you really disagree?"

"Eh……"

"After all, Mr. Pingchuan is really too much. He changed his mind when he clearly agreed on something that was about to come."

"……Feel sorry."

"When I celebrated Teacher Hirakawa's birthday, I prepared it very carefully."

"I know."

"I'm looking forward to it when it's over."

"Well. I'm looking forward to it too."

"But there was an accident."

"..."

"..."

Kuta Moshu's voice disappeared for a while, and in the end, her shifting eyes finally gathered.

The gentle eyes are as gentle as the moonlight streaming down.

"Actually, before coming to Kyoto, I wanted to be angry with Mr. Hirakawa."

"...Are you angry?"

"Of course you have to be angry. After all, it's been too much and I've been waiting for so long."

"Hmm..." Hirakawa Zhewen didn't know how to reply, and he also felt that his behavior was terrible.

"Do you know why there wasn't one in the end?"

"why?"

"Because Hirakawa-sensei still remembers calling me and preparing to go back to Tokyo."

"..." Hirakawa Zhewen saw the smile on the corner of the female teacher's mouth.

"I would absolutely be mad if it wasn't for that phone call, absolutely."

"...Did I escape?"

"Yeah." Kuta Moshu nodded seriously.

"Get back a life."

"...It's not that exaggerated."

So in that phone call, the small resentment from the female teacher at the beginning was the result of not knowing how much it was alleviated.

Fortunately.

"Ms. Hisata is always so gentle." It was obviously such an excessive thing.

"But like this, it seems that a certain teacher has been spoiled."

"how come?"

"Say what you say on your own, and...willfully say that you want to hug me. I should have been angry with Mr. Hirakawa just now."

"...But Hisata-sensei doesn't have it."

"Hmph." Kuta Moshu turned his face away, with a look of "then I'm angry now".

It's not like being angry, it's like being angry.It's not scary, it's cute.

"Sensei Kuta, I like you."

"..."

His face, which had finally recovered, turned red again.

"What are you doing..."

"Because Hisada-sensei is too cute, I can't help but say it."

"..."

The lovely female teacher ignored him.

"Then, Mr. Hisada...what do you think?"

"..."

After a moment's pause, she turned and looked directly at him.

Gentle and helpless.

"Teacher Hirakawa, do you know?"

"If I were completely disappointed in you, I wouldn't come to Kyoto."

"..."

"You won't listen to Mr. Hirakawa explaining a lot of things."

"..."

"I shouldn't still be here, waiting for Teacher Pingchuan to celebrate my birthday."

"..."

Even if the lights were not bright and slightly dim, the night could not conceal the tenderness and loveliness of this female teacher.

"Although Mr. Hirakawa's final choice is still very bad, it's not unacceptable."

"Ms. Kuta..."

"Stop." Kuta Moshu looked at him and interrupted what he was about to say.

"Then this time, can Mr. Hirakawa really guarantee that nothing else will happen?"

"Of course not."

"Don't forget, you just...confessed."

"Well, I like Hisada-sensei."

"..."

"..."

The slightly serious expression softened again.

Turning his face away in trouble, his cheeks puffed up a little.

"Teacher Hirakawa, don't interrupt."

"Okay." Hirakawa Tetsuwen replied obediently.Now, the female teacher does what she says.

"..." Thinking back for a while, Kuta Moshu continued to answer the topic, "Also, and... a hug."

"Ah."

"If this situation changes again, I will really be angry with Mr. Hirakawa."

"Well, I know. And..." Hirakawa Tetsufumi replied seriously, "What I did just now was to express to Mr. Hisata that there will never be any change of mind."

"Then... this time, I will forcefully forgive Teacher Pingchuan."

Afterwards, she lowered her head and went, feeling a little lonely but making herself not so disappointed, comforting herself.

"After all, last time, although it was agreed, it was not made clear."

Last time, I only said that I would see him on his birthday, other things like being together, confession, etc., were all potential things, and I didn't say anything.

"And no matter what, at least Mr. Hirakawa didn't violate the agreement that we would meet on his birthday, Mr. Hirakawa still remembers."

"..."

The atmosphere became gloomy again.

The female teacher who lowered her head to find reasons for herself made people feel distressed.

"Ms. Kuta..."

Hirakawa Tetsubun wanted to say something, but before he could speak, Hisada Moki's tone suddenly rose again.

She raised her head and stared at him seriously and earnestly.

"But this time is different. I have already made it clear that Mr. Pingchuan must give me an answer in November at the latest, and it is the answer I expect."

The sudden change made Hirakawa Zhewen stunned for a moment, but nodded quickly.

"Well, definitely will."

"..."

"..."

Looking at each other, Kuta Moshu turned around and walked forward.

Hirakawa Zhewen stood where he was, blinked his eyes, looked at the back of the female teacher leaving, and followed.

"Ms. Kuta, why are you leaving?"

"Teacher Hirakawa, are you going to stand where you are and wait until tomorrow morning?"

"……Too."

"..."

"Ms. Kuta."

"what's wrong?"

"It's so kind of you."

"... that's enough."

"It's not enough."

The two walked forward again, on the streets of this strange capital, towards a distant place where they didn't know where to go.

"Speaking of which, Mr. Hirakawa, where are we going?"

"..."

The footsteps stopped suddenly.

Kuta Moki turned her head and looked at Tetsufumi Hirakawa who stopped a step behind her.

Hirakawa Tetsufumi blinked his eyes subtly in response to the female teacher's gaze.

"..."

"..."

"Teacher Hirakawa?"

"Ah...that." Hirakawa Zhewen turned his face away, a little guilty, "I don't know."

"..." Moshu Kuta became troubled, "Hey... Teacher Hirakawa came to pick me up at the station, right?"

"Well, that's right."

"So don't you know where to go?"

"Because it was too sudden, and I kept thinking about other things, so I didn't think about it well." Hirakawa Zhewen explained.

"..."

"..."

The female teacher sighed helplessly.

"Teacher Hirakawa, you, you."

"Me, me."

"...Then where are you going now?"

"Hmm..." Hirakawa Tetsuwen thought about it, and finally.

"Anyway, if you don't know where to go, just walk around."

"Will you go casually?"

"Well, that's the decision." Hirakawa Tetsufumi became inexplicably interested, and started to walk again, "Mr. Jiutian, let's go."

"..." Kuta Moshu didn't know how to keep up with him.

The two began to wander aimlessly in this strange place in Kyoto.

"Speaking of which, why is Mr. Hisata always so gentle? I've never seen Mr. Hisata angry."

"If you see it, what will happen to Mr. Hirakawa?"

"Hmm... I can't imagine it."

"try it?"

"No...forget about this. It seems that the gentler the person, the scarier it is when he is angry."

"So, Mr. Hirakawa, please remember."

"Yes, I will."

Although I didn't say what to remember, it can only refer to today's agreement.

In order not to make her disappointed and angry, after returning to Tokyo, let's settle the matter properly.

……

As time passed, there were fewer and fewer pedestrians on the street, but the two continued to walk.

When will it be?

Probably all know it well.

"Mr. Kuta, actually, I really want to ask."

"what?"

"do you like me?"

"..."

"Um?

"...Why do you ask that, it's so sudden."

"I want to hear Hisada-sensei say this."

"...No." He turned his face away angrily.

"Eh, why."

"Because Teacher Pingchuan did something wrong and needs to be punished."

"..."

……

"Teacher Hirakawa." While walking quietly, Jiu Tian Mo Shu suddenly spoke.

"What's wrong?"

"I want to hear you recite waka."

"Eh……"

"What's wrong?"

"Although I don't have any objections, but it's my birthday. Now it's Mr. Hisata's birthday, should I still come?"

"punish."

Just one word made him stop talking.

Amidst the female teacher's smile, Hirakawa Tetsufumi spoke in a little helplessness on the almost deserted street near twelve o'clock.

The plain voice reverberates in the classical Kyoto.

"There are still people in Yinshu, and this body is unbearable to be disturbed by lovesickness, and it will disappear with Bailu."

"..."

……

Hirakawa Tetsuwen checked the time for the third time, it was almost twelve o'clock.

The female teacher beside him laughed when she saw him wanting to step on the spot precisely.

When Hirakawa Zhewen took out his mobile phone for the fourth time, his eyes did not leave.

"What are you laughing at, I really want to send my best wishes to Mr. Hisata as soon as possible."

"Okay."

Kuta Moshu responded with a smile, and both of them slowed down.

Time ticked by, ticking silently.

Until the last time.

Hirakawa Zhewen put away his mobile phone, looked around, and counted the time silently in his heart.

"Reached?"

"not yet."

The footsteps that had been slowing down completely stopped, Hirakawa Tetsufumi looked at Hisada Moshu.

"How much longer?"

In her asking eyes, Hirakawa Zhewen did not answer, because, already - "3", the countdown was counting down in his mind.

"Ms. Kuta."

Open your mouth to say the title, time quietly walks towards 59, and then returns to zero.

Aug 8, 20:00.

"Happy birthday."

"..."

I don't know where I went, and I can't see anyone on the street, only the street lights are still accompanying them.

Under the light, Kuta Moshu met his gaze and smiled softly.

"Mr. Hirakawa, thank you."

(End of this chapter)