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

Chapter 336 Dilemma
It took a long time to make up his mind, but Hirakawa Tetsufumi finally rejected Shiori Shinohara's overly obvious hint.

I don't know what to do, but it doesn't work anyway, as soon as Hisada left, he was about to get close to Shiori Shinohara, which was too bad.

Hirakawa Tetsubun's refusal naturally aroused Miss Shinohara's dissatisfaction.

Standing upright, her gestures are the demeanor of a famous lady, but her eyes are full of resentment, staring at him.

The girl's eyes are really heart-wrenching.

Hirakawa Tetsubun could only pretend not to know and picked up a passing cat...it was Chimera.

Chimera was also dissatisfied, meowing and waving her paw.

However, if you can't control Miss Shinohara, you can't still subdue a mere cat, right?
Hirakawa Tetsubun hugged the cat to himself.

"Well, Shiori...do you have anything else to do?"

Shinohara Shiori didn't answer immediately, she stared at it for a long time, but all the while, Hirakawa Tetsubun pretended to focus on the cat.

"..."

Shinohara Shiori went to the side sofa and sat down again.

There was a momentary silence, Shinohara Shiori didn't speak, Hirakawa Tetsufumi didn't speak, they were teasing the cat.

It wasn't until a while later that Chimei in Hirakawa Tetsubun's arms became impatient and wagging his tail, only then did he hear Shiori Shinohara's faint sigh from the other side.

"Mr. Hirakawa, you are always like this, you are hot and cold towards Shiori..."

"..."

Hirakawa Tetsufumi's hand holding the cat froze, and the Chimera, who was already irritated in his arms, took advantage of this moment to struggle from his arms and jumped down, first landing on his front feet, then ran away and went upstairs .

Tetsubun Hirakawa ignored Chimera and looked towards Shiori Shinohara.

She was also looking at him, sitting on the sofa, looking at him with sad eyes.

"It's always been like this. When I go further, I suddenly shrink back."

"Suddenly said those words in the bookstore."

"When I was at school, I suddenly started avoiding Shiori."

"After the dream ended, it disappeared all of a sudden."

"I agreed to be together, and the next moment I said that I couldn't let Mr. Kuta go."

"It still is."

"The way you treat Shiori has never changed..." Shiori Shinohara's tone was calm, wrapped in strong sorrow, "Mr. Hirakawa, Shiori will be very sad if you are like this."

She took another breath, pulled herself together as if to brace herself, and a bitter smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"Or, because all of this is Shiori's willingness, does Shiori have to accept this kind of treatment?"

"..."

"..."

"I……"

In silence, Hirakawa Tetsuwen's voice was stuck in his throat, and he couldn't make any excuses.

Shinohara Shiori's eyes, always looking into his eyes, made him feel guilty and distressed.

Thinking about it carefully, Shiori Shinohara was absolutely right.

Always looking forward to his response, but he always failed the young lady's response, and always gave up his delusions when it seemed that he could go further.

No matter how passionately you love, you will get hurt in such things again and again, right?

Tetsubun Hirakawa stared at Shiori Shinohara for a long time.

The thousands of thoughts in my mind finally condensed into practical actions at a certain moment.

"Shiori... sorry."

As Hirakawa Tetsubun said, he walked towards Shiori Shinohara. He walked to her side, sat down, and stretched out his arms to wrap his arms around the girl's shoulders.

Perhaps it was because of his state of mind, at this moment, the girl's body in his arms gave him a slender feeling, like a flower swaying with the slight wind, which could be blown lightly.He didn't use much force, and Shinohara Shiori fell into his arms.

But, why does the wind seem to be blowing stronger?The slender flowers will be blown to overwhelm him.

——By the time Hirakawa Tetsuwen came to his senses, he was already lying on the sofa, looking at Shiori Shinohara on him, blinking his eyes in bewilderment.

It turned out that it wasn't the wind blowing too hard, it was Shinohara Shiori who pushed him down on his own initiative...

"Shiori?" Hirakawa Tetsufumi looked at the girl's face uneasily.

The sadness in his eyes has long since dissipated, full of dangerous heat, like flames that are constantly jumping.

He wanted to stand up again, but the girl sitting on his waist was far more difficult to break free than imagined.

After moving his body twice, Hirakawa Zhewen glanced down silently, the pleated skirt, the hem of which was messed up, fell on him.The girl's seductive legs were exposed, and the line of sight stretched down a little, to see the strangle marks slightly sunk by the white stockings.

The whiteness between the stockings and the hem of the skirt is called the absolute domain.

Of course, what couldn't be ignored was that the girl was sitting on his waist.

"..."

Hirakawa Tetsubun couldn't move.

Shinohara Shiori rested her hands on his chest, staring straight at him, with a visible blush on her delicate face.

But there is no flinching.

"Teacher Hirakawa." The girl restrained her voice, "You have been treating Shiori like this, can't you?"

Hirakawa Zhewen felt a little uncomfortable, the girl's soft body was pressing down on him, eroding his will.

"Ah...that... Shiori, why don't you... come down first?"

"Shiori is not joking... Shiori will really be sad."

"This... that... anyway..." It's getting worse.

Tetsubun Hirakawa had to shamefully admit a fact: Miss Shinohara's body is really alluring.

She was on top of him, pressing down on him, the girl's tight legs, wanting to be entangled.

Delicate face, red lips and white teeth.

As for the bent upper body, the neckline is slightly open, and in the dimness where the light cannot reach, it reveals a fair and beautiful neck, collarbone, and small ups and downs that are enough to attract the eyes.

Hirakawa Zhewen glanced into the neckline involuntarily, looked at it for a few seconds, and moved away unnaturally.

He reached out and grabbed Shinohara Shiori's shoulder.

"Shiori, Shiori, calm down, okay?"

The pure young lady blinked her eyes and moved her legs a little.

"The one who should calm down is Hirakawa-sensei, right?"

"..."

"Of course, Teacher Hirakawa doesn't need to be calm."

"...not very good." Hirakawa Zhewen is still holding on for the time being.

"Why not so good?"

"Because Kuta..."

Before he could finish speaking, he was refuted.

"What's the relationship between Hisada-sensei and Shiori? Hirakawa-sensei used this reason to reject Shiori. Did he think Shiori wasn't sad enough?"

"..."

Hirakawa Tetsuwen had nothing to say again.

"I like Hirakawa-sensei, and I want to be closer to you, closer to you. Shiori doesn't think there is anything wrong. But it's Hirakawa-sensei who used this reason to reject Shiori, right?"

As Shinohara Shiori said, she wanted to bend down.

"..."

Hirakawa Zhewen felt that if this continued, he might really have no strength—or will—to resist.

In fact, I can't resist now.

What's more, she already likes the amazing girl, it should be said that she likes it very much.

How can this be easily rejected?
The strength of resisting in his hand was getting weaker and weaker, Hirakawa Zhewen looked at the face of the girl who was approaching gradually, with rosy lips, he pursed his lips, raised his jaw slightly...he almost wanted to kiss her on his own initiative.

——But almost means, no.

The hot air was exchanged between the breaths of Hirakawa Tetsufumi and Shinohara Shiori, the distance that was about to touch, and then——

"Click." The sound of the door lock being unscrewed.

Followed by the sound of opening the door, changing shoes, and stepping on slippers into the living room.

Kuta Moshu stood not far from the sofa, holding his chest, silently looking at the two people who were about to stick together on the sofa.

Hirakawa Zhewen's body was completely stiff, like a dead body that had been thrown outdoors at tens of degrees below zero and dried in the ice and snow for dozens of days, motionless.

Shinohara Shiori opened her lips slightly, staring blankly at Hisata Moki who came in and interrupted the two of them again.

She still couldn't get a kiss.

She had a gloomy face, anyway, her current posture was indeed not very elegant, and it was out of etiquette.

Shiori Shinohara sat down, got up from Tetsufumi Hirakawa, patted the folds on her body, straightened the skirt, pulled the hem of the jacket, adjusted the neckline, and stroked her hair.

After completing a series of actions, let's calm down a little bit.

Shinohara Shiori straightened her body and looked at Hisada Moki.

The two stared at each other for a long time.

"Teacher Hisada." She greeted politely—even though her tone was still icy cold.

"En." Kuta Moshu also responded coldly.

"How did you get in here?"

"I have the key." Kuta Moshu spread his hand.

A bunch of keys, and the key print on the palm of the hand because it was held too hard.

Shinohara Shiori bit her lip and asked again.

"Then Mr. Kuta, what do you want when you come back?"

Hisata Moki glanced at the coffee table, there was a brown handbag on it.

"Come back and get my bag."

Shiori Shinohara also saw it. After a long time, when she raised her gaze, she smiled and said, "Mr. Hisata, you really have a bad memory."

"I got used to it, I didn't pay attention."

"It's not that I didn't pay attention, it was on purpose, right?"

"So what?"

Moki Kuta admitted it very frankly, but it left Shiori Shinohara speechless.

She let out a breath.

Kuta Moki didn't care about Shinohara Shiori anymore, she looked at Hirakawa Tetsufumi who was still trying to reduce his presence on the sofa, lying like a dead body.

She stepped forward and stared condescendingly.

"..."

"..."

Hirakawa Zhewen had to come back to life, and squeezed out a not-so-good smile: "Ah... Moshu, are you back?"

Kuta Moki ignored the words, stretched out his fingers, and pinched Hirakawa Tetsufumi's face.

The cold fingertips lifted Hirakawa Zhewen's spirit.

"Did you kiss this time?" Kuta Moshu asked.

"No, not at all." Hirakawa Zhewen said quickly.

Hisata Moki took another look at Shinohara Shiori.

Although, Shiori Shinohara really wanted to say a kiss angrily, not only kissed, but also kissed for a long time, but unfortunately, now her teacher Hirakawa is pinched by Kuta Moki.

She is angry now, and it is Mr. Pingchuan who is hurt.

Shiori Shinohara turned her face away unwillingly, and said nothing.

Only then did Kuta Moki let go of Hirakawa Tetsufumi's face.

Leaving with cool fingers, Hirakawa Zhewen once again felt the beating of the heart full of vitality... The beating was very fast, and it could be said to be full of vitality.

"Then I'm leaving." Kuta Moshu turned around and picked up the bag on the coffee table.

At this time, Hirakawa Tetsuwen immediately got up again.

"I send you."

"Ah."

Hirakawa Tetsubun sent Hisada Moki to the entrance for the second time.

In the process of walking towards the entrance, Hirakawa Zhewen felt that his legs were a little weak, a little cold sweat broke out in his palms, and his hands and feet were cold because of the cold wind that broke in from the door that was still open.

Kuta Moshu was at the entrance, changed her shoes, and took a last look at Hirakawa Zhewen.

"Do you want to continue?"

"..."

Hirakawa Tetsuwen shook his head: "No, no."

Staring at him deeply for a long time, Kuta Moshu nodded lightly, then turned around and left the Hirakawa house.

Hirakawa Tetsuwen stood in place, watching the figure of Hisada Moki disappearing around the corner outside the door again.

Until the bright light from the sky illuminated the vast expanse of whiteness in front of his eyes, and the cold wind made his body a little chilly, Hirakawa Tetsuwen came back to his senses.

He turned around, and Shinohara Shiori was already standing behind him.

"..."

"..."

"That... Shiori..." Hirakawa Tetsufumi hesitated.

"..."

……

Anyway, Kuta Moshu's sudden return and interruption, after such incidents, the previous atmosphere will never return.

Not long after, Tetsufumi Hirakawa was at the entrance again, and gently hugged Shiori Shinohara, and the girl also left silently.

He closed the door, and the outdoor light, as well as the wind, were cut off.

The sound also dissipated.

Hirakawa Tetsubun's home was quiet again.

Only the cat—the cat that ran away and disappeared before, after the two left one after another, perhaps these small animals have been keenly aware that the war is over and peace has enveloped the land again, so they reappeared in the living room.

Chimera, in particular, ran to Tetsufumi Hirakawa.

Hirakawa Tetsuwen squatted at the entrance with a stomach ache, looking at the gray-black cat head that popped out suddenly, Chimera.

"Meow." It looked at him, and there seemed to be some joy in its meow.

"..."

Hirakawa Zhewen always felt that it was gloating.

He left his belly with one hand and rubbed its round head viciously.

"Meow what meow."

"Meow--"

Chimera dodged her head, her meowing turned to displeasure.

Hirakawa Zhewen followed up with his hand and continued to rub its head.

"I won't give you food anymore."

"Meow!"

Chimera ran away.

Hirakawa Zhewen looked at its back, and sighed for a moment.

This is the price of greed.

Supporting his knees, Hirakawa Tetsuwen got up from the ground, silently walked to the sofa, and sat down.

On one side, Michael, who had squinted his eyes, heard the movement, opened his eyes, and glanced at him.

It moved its body and lay lazily on his lap.

Hirakawa Tetsubun patted Michael's hair, lay back, leaned against the back of the sofa, and was speechless for a long time.

So, his current situation is, what should he do?

Hisada was dissatisfied, dissatisfied with his depravity.

Shinohara was also dissatisfied, dissatisfied with his deliberate alienation.

He really can't do anything.

"..."

Thinking about it, there was no movement in my hand.

Michael on his lap meowed lazily.

Hirakawa Zhewen's hand moved again, and continued to stroke its body slowly.

(End of this chapter)