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

Chapter 88 On Hirakawa Tetsufumi's Views on Lolicons (Part [-])
According to what was said at the meeting on Wednesday, the teacher seminar that started on Saturday morning will be very large, with probably dozens of colleges and universities participating—the exact number is unknown—and Tetsufumi Hirakawa didn’t listen.

He only remembered the number "6". As for whether this "6" is in single digits or tens digits, it is not within the scope of Hirakawa Zhewen's attention.

He is more concerned about: the time and place of the meeting, and whether he is still on vacation after the meeting.

But obviously, considering that after he came back from the meeting on Wednesday, he has never been in the mood to ask about Shiori Shinohara and Yomi Amamiya. From this point of view, one can guess whether the holiday is still here or not.

This kind of thing hit Hirakawa Zhewen very hard.

Obviously, the last week's vacation had already been taken up by the dormitory, but this week, it will continue to be taken up by the teaching and research meeting.

Moreover, one occupation is two days.

Well, two days, from Saturday morning to weekend noon.

Don't ask why a meeting can be held for so long, Hirakawa also wants to know how these people do it.

In addition, it is necessary to arrange dozens of colleges and universities and at least hundreds of teachers to participate in the meeting.Therefore, the venue for the conference is a hotel with conference hosting business.

That is to say, in order to start the meeting on time at 8 o'clock on Saturday morning, Tetsufumi Hirakawa and Moki Hisada will check into that hotel before tonight on Friday.

The holidays are completely squeezed out, and only weekend afternoons remain.

And because the two consecutive weeks of vacation have not been lost, so he has to work for three consecutive weeks.

Not to mention the already lazy Hirakawa Tetsuwen, no one can bear this kind of thing, right?
It can only be said that it is indeed Japan. He had heard of the reputation of Japanese social animals as early as in the last life.

Now it's your turn to feel it for yourself.

This feeling is really...

Thinking of such a situation, Hirakawa Tetsufumi's melancholy overflowed from his body, and it was so obvious that the female teacher beside him could see it at a glance.

Hisata Moshu, who was sitting in the driver's seat of the vehicle, turned his head to look at Hirakawa Tetsufumi in the co-pilot, couldn't help pursing the corners of his mouth, and smiled.

"Teacher Hirakawa, what expression do you have?"

I saw Tetsufumi Hirakawa propping his elbows on the edge of the car window, resting his chin on his hands, and looking sideways at the courtyard wall of his house outside the window.

After hearing the voice of Kuta Moshu, he paused for a moment, kept his posture unchanged, and opened his mouth slowly like a long shot in a movie.

"It's time for a meeting..."

The tone was gentle and long, and the blurred reflection in the car window also printed a kind of lingering melancholy.

Just like in autumn, walking under the tree, looking up and catching a glimpse of the dead leaves swirling down in mid-air, stopping, and after a long time, sighing softly, "The leaves are falling...".

such a picture.

With such a picture in his mind, Moshu Kuta said helplessly: "Mr. Hirakawa, it's over, I feel your emotions."

Hirakawa Tetsuwen didn't answer.

"Also, it's okay, don't continue to pose." Kuta Moshu said that she had already seen through what the male teacher was doing.

"..."

After a moment of silence, Hirakawa Zhewen withdrew his hand silently, and still looked out of the window.

There is a certain amount of posing... He admitted it, after all, he knew the news on Wednesday, and now it's Friday.

Emotions have long been withdrawn.

However, Hirakawa Tetsuwen, who was exposed, was not embarrassed at all. After sitting down again, he began to look straight ahead calmly, as if nothing had happened: "Okay, then, Mr. Hisata, let's go."

"...", Kuta Moshu looked at his serious look, covered his mouth with the back of his hand and smiled, and replied, "Okay. Have you brought all the things? Documents or something."

"Bring them all."

"At home... is the cat settled?"

Such an admonishing tone is worthy of a gentle female teacher.

"It's ready."

It was still fostered in the previous pet shop.

"Well, that's good. We—" Hisata Moki was about to set off, but he glanced at Hirakawa Zhewen, "Mr. Hirakawa, your seat belt."

"……Yes."

Preoccupied with posing.

Tetsufumi Hirakawa buckled up his seat belt.

The vehicle starts.

Anyway, just like that, Hirakawa Tetsufumi and Hisada Moki headed to the meeting place and end point of the teaching seminar, the Meguro Conference Hotel.

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Go halfway.

There's a red light, stop.

At this moment, Kuta Moki took a look at Tetsufumi Hirakawa beside him.

He rested his head by the car window, ahead, the evening light broke into the car from the windshield, obliquely shone on him, and the book in his hand who didn't know when it appeared.

Hirakawa Tetsubun held the book and read it attentively.

It wasn't until after reading a page and slowly turning it over that his eyes delineated the scope of the page, he finally noticed Hisa Moshu's gaze.

"Ms. Kuta?"

He slowly sat up straight, turned his head away from the car window, looked away from the book, and looked at the female teacher suspiciously.

Kuta Moshu glanced at the book, then looked directly at him, and reminded him seriously.

"Teacher Pingchuan, reading in the car is not good for your eyes."

"It's okay." Hirakawa Zhewen, who saw half of it, did not intend to give up.

"It's really bad."

"It didn't take long, and Mr. Hisada's driving skills are very good and stable, so there is no problem." Hirakawa Zhewen cast Boast.

"..."

The effect is outstanding.

Hisata Moki fell into a state of being speechless.

After sighing helplessly again, she turned to ask: "What is Teacher Pingchuan looking at?"

"Lolita." Tetsufumi Hirakawa showed the bright yellow book cover to the female teacher.

"Huh?" Kuta Moshu stared at the cover of the book, searched his memory, "I don't seem to have heard of it."

Hirakawa Tetsuwen thought for a few seconds before summarizing for the female teacher: "It tells about a middle-aged man and an underage girl—"

Pausing for a moment, she changed her words: "Well... a love story with a deformed underage loli."

"Eh?" Kuta Moshu was obviously stunned for a moment, and after realizing it, he asked, "Lolita?"

"You could say the same."

"..."

Moshu Kuta would not superficially think that "what kind of book you read is what kind of person you are", but driven by curiosity, he still blinked his innocent eyes and asked, "Ms. Hirakawa...is that right?"

Hirakawa Zhewen was successfully amused: "How is that possible."

"really?"

"There is no need to question this kind of thing." It could be seen that it was a joke, but Hirakawa Zhewen still emphasized, "Obviously it is true."

"Well, what does Mr. Hirakawa think of this relationship?" Kuta Moshu asked casually, and looked back at the traffic light, which was still red.

"This……"

Hirakawa Tetsufumi fell into deep thought.

After a while, the speech was over, and he tentatively made the following conclusions:

"Cute people can't help but want to get close, of course, if it's just an idea, it's fine. However, if the advantages brought about by age, cognition, and identity inequality are used to occupy the weak side who is not yet mature in cognition, this is No matter how you look at this relationship, it is deformed and shameful. And even if the other party takes the initiative."

"Well……"

The traffic light changed color, and the vehicle in front started to move. Kuta Moshu responded and hurriedly followed.

The topic also ended abruptly with the start of the vehicle, and the interior of the car returned to silence.

Hirakawa Zhewen took a last look at the female teacher, then slowly leaned against the car window and picked up the book.

(End of this chapter)