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

Chapter 218 Tokyo Metropolitan Competition, Downpour
August 8, morning.

The sky over Tokyo turned grayish white as dark clouds with accumulated heavy rain covered the sky.

Under the sky, the bus is driving on the road, bringing the Moritani wind section to the competition venue.

Hirakawa Tetsufumi sat on the window seat of one of the buses. As for the seat next to him, it was empty.

The girl who usually appears here is not sure where she is sitting.

He was the only one staring out the window silently.

The Tokyo Metropolitan Competition is about to start, the rainstorm is gathering momentum, and Shiori Shinohara's matter is waiting to be resolved after the performance.

And what happened last night.

"..."

Hirakawa Tetsufumi didn't know what to say.

It seems to be misunderstood, between Mr. Xiaoli and Mr. Xiaoli.

Does that need an explanation?

If an explanation is needed, what position does he stand in to explain this kind of thing to Shinohara Shiori...

teachers and students?Former lovers?what is this else?
——If it is the first two relationships, it seems that there is no need to explain too much.

Couples who are at odds need to explain themselves to prove their innocence.

Hirakawa Tetsufumi looked at the sky outside the car window, the clouds were drooping, depressing and depressing.

……

The vehicle has arrived at the scene of the race.

The low sky surrounded by many students wearing various uniforms.

Hirakawa Tetsufumi and Ogasa Suzuki stood in front of Moriya's student phalanx, maintaining discipline.

"Okay, everyone be quiet."

"Minister, roll call."

"Check again if all the instruments are brought."

"..."

Finally, after the rectification of discipline was over, as the instructor, Hirakawa Tetsuwen naturally wanted to say something.

He looks at the group of students.

Dozens of female high school students, in neat uniforms, holding their own musical instruments, stood upright, with serious expressions that should have before the game.

Of course, the most conspicuous thing is the center, the girl with outstanding appearance and straight figure, just standing there with the aura of a famous lady, Shiori Shinohara.

Hirakawa Tetsufumi's gaze swept away.

Then, after taking a deep breath, he spoke as calmly as possible.

"Everyone, the competition is about to start, so I won't say much. The hard work on weekdays will not be in vain, and Moritani will not be blocked by the Tokyo Metropolitan Competition. Then, come on."

Under the gloomy sky, Moriya began to enter the venue.

……

The preparations in the backcourt were carried out in an orderly manner, tuning, and getting familiar with the music again, and then they lined up and waited to play.

Moritani's serial number is 3, which is very high.

"Next, it's the performance department of the private Moriya Girls' High School."

"..."

Hirakawa Tetsuwen stood beside the team, quietly watching Ogasa Suzuki organize the students - he couldn't help in the next performance.

The petite female teacher, wearing a teacher's uniform, stood at the front of the line with her fists raised above her head.

"Come on, everybody!"

"Come on, everyone!" the minister shouted.

"Come on!" The rest of the students shouted.

Then, a student walked past him and onto the field.

Shinohara Shiori also walked past him without looking at him.
On the other hand, there were other students who greeted him, the instructor who was gradually becoming active in the performance department and was no longer invisible.

"come on."

"Well, come on!"

Responding to Hirakawa Tetsufumi's cheers, the last student also entered the concert hall.

……

In the venue of the Tokyo Metropolitan Games, the scene was quiet, and needles could be heard.

I don't know how many pairs of eyes there are in the audience... It doesn't matter anymore.

Suzuki Ogasa stood at the conductor's seat, and Moritani's students sat at the recital seat.

The dry air in the air, the silence in my ears, the companions around me, the instruments in my hands, and the baton in the hands of Mr. Xiaoli.

That's all they can perceive.

They waited, waiting for the moment when the baton was raised and lowered.

Then blow the melody and fill the concert hall.

……

Hirakawa Tetsubun stood in the backcourt, keeping his eyes on the stage.

Although it was only the Tokyo Metropolitan Competition, it was different from last year - last year he did not participate in the usual practice of the playing department, so even in the final national competition, he was the same. Looking at his students on the stage, he looked forward to winning , but hardly any tension.

Although he has the title of instructor, the performance department is almost separated from him, and he is also separated from the students on the stage.

He had no sense of participation, nor could he understand the feelings of the students on stage.

But this time is different.

From the beginning, Shinohara Shiori invited him to go, and the girl supervised him to go, and finally Hirakawa Tetsubun took the initiative to arrive every day for the practice of the performance department, supervised the students' practice, organized road shows, and led the team to participate in the competition.

He is indeed a member of the performance department, not a nominal teacher.

Therefore, looking at the Moritani performance department on the stage at this moment, Tetsufumi Hirakawa's thoughts seemed to be standing on it, and he realized the solemnity and tension of the scene.

In such a tense state of mind, he stared at Ogasa Suzuki's back until at a certain moment, he caught the movement.

He saw the arm swing down.

Thus, the gentle and melodious tune, slowly flowing like a clear spring, began to flow quietly to the entire venue, enveloping the auditory sense.

……

After eleven o'clock at noon, the game was over.

The heavy rain accumulated in the sky has not yet fallen, but it should be soon.

Hirakawa Tetsuwen glanced out of the window through the corridor of the venue.

The dark clouds gradually darkened.

He stared blankly, wondering what he was thinking.

"Teacher Hirakawa, Teacher Hirakawa."

"..."

Hirakawa Tetsubun looked at his side, Ogasa Suzukiko came to him again at some point.

She glanced out of the window curiously, then at him.

"Why is Mr. Hirakawa hiding here? You can't even hear me calling."

"...Did you call me?"

"Of course, Mr. Hirakawa disappeared after going to the bathroom. I came to take a look and found out that I was in a daze."

"...I see." Hirakawa Tetsufumi smiled apologetically, "I'm sorry, Teacher Xiaoli."

"It's okay, but we should go, the students are waiting."

"Well, okay, let's go."

"..."

"..."

The two took a step.

It was quite noisy around me, cheering, cheering, "continue next year"... the voices of students from various colleges and universities lingered in my ears.

suddenly.

"Teacher Hirakawa, I feel that you are not happy."

After walking a few steps, Tetsufumi Hirakawa, who lowered his head, heard Ogasa Suzuki say this.

He hesitated for a moment and looked over, only to meet her concerned eyes.

"What's wrong with Mr. Hirakawa? Obviously we have all advanced, aren't you satisfied?"

"...No, how could it be." Hirakawa Tetsufumi smiled at her question and denied, "Of course I am happy that we were able to qualify, even though it was only the Tokyo Metropolitan Competition, I am happier than last year when I learned that we had advanced to the National Competition. "

"Then why...?" Ogasa Suzuki was still puzzled.

Hirakawa Zhewen tried his best to make his smile brighter: "Mr. Xiaoli, you think too much."

"Eh, is that so?"

"Ah."

A few more steps forward, Hirakawa Tetsufumi saw Moritani's student team.

Although there is still a distance, you can still see the relaxed posture of the students, the occasional fights, and the smiling faces.

Then, he and Shinohara Shiori, just separated by air, met their eyes for a moment.

There was no expression on their faces.

……

Get on the return bus.

This time, the seat next to Hirakawa Tetsubun was no longer empty.

Shiori Shinohara sat beside him, but she never looked up at him, but looked out the window.

And throughout the whole process, until returning to Moriya, there was no dialogue.

But in the back row, the rest of Moriya's students were fighting.

"Kyoko Kyoko, do you know? When we were sitting on the stage, I saw Mayumi was so nervous that he was about to cry."

"Eh—really?"

"Hey, don't talk nonsense about Liuyi, how can I have it?"

"Yes, I saw it."

"Maumi, this is not good, what about the national competition?"

"Huh? Kyoko, don't you believe me? It's just the Tokyo Metropolitan Games, so I'm not nervous. I knew we were going to win before I went up."

"—The guy who said he was nervous and couldn't sleep before going to bed last night, don't talk big."

"hateful--"

"Hey... no, it's itchy, don't scratch it, I admit defeat."

"Humph."

The laughter continued until he reached Moriya.

Tetsubun Hirakawa and Shiori Shinohara got off the car together.

……

After queuing up, I said a few words of encouragement and continued cheering, and then announced that I will be on vacation next, and I don't need to come to the performance department to practice again.

"This summer vacation has worked hard for everyone. Now, the Tokyo metropolitan competition has advanced, and the summer vacation is almost over. The rest of the time will not be used for practice. See you after school starts."

After speaking, put the instrument back into the wind performance department, and the summer practice of the Moritani wind performance department is officially over.

Then, after the students had left, Tetsufumi Hirakawa and Shiori Shinohara finally walked out of the Moritani performance department and closed the door.

……

Quietly played at the mouth, the atmosphere is heavy, like a rainstorm that is about to fall from the sky.

Tetsubun Hirakawa stood where he was, and glanced at Shiori Shinohara. The girl was also looking at him, with a delicate face and eyes... cold.

There was a long silence.

"Xiaoyuan-san, let's go."

"..."

Responding silently, Shiori Shinohara looked forward and walked out.

Hirakawa Tetsubun walked side by side with her.

"..."

"..."

How should I speak?

At this point, I don't know what to say.

Hearing the dull footsteps, Hirakawa Zhebun also looked at the low dark clouds in the sky rather dullly.

Until he turned and walked into the stairwell, his eyes left the sky and turned his head down to stare at the descending stairs.

"It's going to rain." He said suddenly.

"Yes." Shinohara Shiori replied.

"Did Shinohara-san bring an umbrella?"

"Bring it."

"..."

"..."

"...Let's have a good talk."

"Talk about what?"

"About dreams."

"Well, Mr. Hirakawa, please tell me."

Shinohara Shiori's tone was always cold.

Hirakawa Tetsuwen tried his best to adapt to the coldness.

"...I don't know if Shinohara-san believes it or not, but what I said and did during that time ago was like a dream to me. It's not an exaggeration or analogy, but, it's true. "

"Really?" The girl next to her finally changed her tone and asked.

"Well, like a dream, or to put it another way, like being hypnotized."

The corner of Shinohara Shiori's mouth raised slightly: "Have you been hypnotized by Shiori?"

"……possible?"

"and then?"

"Then on the 14th, I met Mr. Hisata, and the dream was broken by external force, and I woke up."

"That's it."

"Ah."

"..."

"..."

"Teacher-student relationship is not allowed." Before the silence was about to shroud again, Hirakawa Zhewen spoke again.

"I know." Shinohara Shiori said.

"After waking up from the dream, I can no longer continue to indulge in it indifferently."

"Ok, I know."

"..."

"Ms. Hirakawa, is there anything else you want to say?"

"I want to hear from Shiori...to hear from Shinohara-san."

"Shiori's opinion?"

"Ah."

"..."

"..."

After finishing the stairs, the two reached the corridor on the first floor and walked to the shoe cabinet together.

"In Shiori's opinion, Hirakawa-sensei is really terrible." Before entering the shoe cabinet, Shinohara Shiori said so.

"..."

Hirakawa Zhewen paused in his footsteps, took a complicated look at her back, and then walked into the shoe cabinet silently.

……

After changing their shoes, the two walked out of the shoe cabinet together under the cloudy sky.

He saw that Shiori Shinohara beside him glanced at him, his gaze was still cold.

"Ms. Hirakawa, have you ever thought about what Shiori would think when she received that message that day?"

"...thought about it." Hirakawa Zhewen nodded.

"Have you thought about how Shiori would feel if he left?"

"...I thought about it too."

"Yeah. But still willfully decided to be alone." Shiori Shinohara understood.

"..."

"Naturally, Hirakawa-sensei needs to calm down, and Shiori knows that. Everyone needs a little space to calm down, and so do I."

Shinohara Shiori said flatly.

"Now that I think about it, after receiving that message, I made phone calls over and over without giving up, and ran to Teacher Hirakawa's house without giving up. At that time, Shiori was not calm."

"……Feel sorry."

"No, I don't mean to ask Mr. Hirakawa to apologize." Shinohara Shiori shook his head lightly in the face of his apology, "Now Shiori has completely calmed down."

"If Hirakawa-sensei just came back after being missing for a day, Shiori would probably be angry. If she was missing for three days, she might be happy the moment she saw Hirakawa-sensei. As for returning after being missing for a week, she said, 'Let's have a good talk. ' Teacher Hirakawa..."

Shinohara Shiori stared at him.

"I seem to suddenly feel that there is nothing to say."

"..."

"No anger, no joy to see you again, no sadness, nothing left."

"..."

"Mr. Hirakawa is right. This relationship should not exist. You have refused it from the very beginning. It is only because the willful Shiori has not given up. As for the later dream, let's treat it as a dream .Since you have woken up from your dream and feel that you shouldn't continue, then you don't need to continue. Just listen to you and don't need to apologize."

"..."

In his silence, Shinohara Shiori finished expressing her thoughts indifferently, and the two continued walking for a while until they walked out of the school gate.

Hirakawa Tetsufumi stopped at the school gate, and Shinohara Shiori just went away calmly without staying.

Until suddenly the wind blows and the rainstorm arrives as promised.

Tetsubun Hirakawa opened his umbrella and walked towards the tram stop amidst the pattering rain.

Shiori Shinohara didn't mention what happened last night, perhaps in her opinion, it didn't need to be explained.

Because their relationship is over.

(End of this chapter)