"Biqigu, your coffee."

"Oh, thank you."

Sitting on a wooden bench in the courtyard, Mr. Hiratsuka walked over and threw the coffee can into my hand, still wearing a white lab coat.

Although this hot-blooded teacher has a bad habit of beating students, she still values such things as promises. At least the can of MAX coffee that was handed over was still very warm even in this cold weather. It does look like it's intentionally warming up.

It's impossible for me to refuse this subtle kindness. While the coffee can was still warm, I held the small jar tightly in the palm of my hand and used the heat to warm my somewhat frozen palms.

Yes...... It's a feeling of warmth.

"How does it feel to come to school for the first time after a few months? How are you getting along with your classmates? ”

Mr. Hiratsuka sat next to me generously, pulled open the pull ring, and drank the whole can very heroically, with a smug smile on his face.

It's not that I can't understand Hiratsuka-sensei's thoughts. After all, it is a normal behavior for educators to lead poor students with good students. It's like in the army where veterans lead new recruits. But how to put it, it might be very uncomfortable if a self-righteous recruit was asked to lead an old special forces, right?

That's how I feel right now.

"Do you mean putting a normal person in a group of monkeys and asking him if he likes to stay there?"

"Hey, it's your peers anyway, so it's a bit of a common topic."

"In terms of gene chain, mice are also very similar to humans."

With a long sigh, I looked up at the hazy sky. The darkness didn't seem to disperse for the next few days, like a large piece of lead pressing down on the ground in the sky.

After that quarrel, under the snow like a tiger staring at its prey, a pair of eyes from time to time came to a vicious gaze strike. Just one morning left me feeling exhausted. And that group of energetic male high school students are not willing to be lonely, and from time to time they knock on the side and want me to establish a good relationship with the snow so that they can do something.

You can do this kind of small things well, and you have to ask others to help you for anything. Aren't these high school students ashamed? I need the help of others to convey my feelings, which is too humbling.

And let me have a good relationship with the snow, don't even think about this kind of thing.

In terms of internet terms, my reputation under the snow is now constant to the point of hatred, right? According to a certain god, extreme hatred can be converted into extreme love, but unfortunately I don't have that ability, let alone that kind of thought. Rather than going to great lengths to make Yukishita change her opinion of me, it's better to quickly complete the commission of Shizuka Hiratsuka-sensei, and give her the personality and sharp edges and corners that no one in her eyes has.

Anyway, for me now, under the snow is just a client of acquaintances. Not even a friend of a friend is such an estranged relationship. It doesn't matter what her relationship with me really is, at least from my side.

"This is also that, a group of people ask this and that like idiots. And all the questions were not about me, but about the situation under the snow behind me. Please, I've just come to school and laid out some things, what she likes under the snow, and what men care about that kind of thing, how can I know it? ”

"Biqi Valley ......"

Teacher Hiratsuka shook her head, a sad look on her face.

"A man who is too cold will not be able to find a girl in the future, right?"

"Instead of me, teacher, you should think about your own problems."

"I don't have any psychological pressure to beat normal people now, do you want to try it?"

"No, forget it."

I waved my hand again and again, and I was still insensitive to this kind of love education. If I could, I'd prefer the kind of education of love that appears in restrictive films rather than the kind of love that comes from the same restrictive wrestling tapes.

"Still."

Shizuna-sensei Hiratsuka leaned back in her chair and looked at the gloomy sky with a drink can in one hand.

"It sounds like a sad story, and it has nothing to do with you."

“…… That's it. ”

Whatever happens, it has nothing to do with Hikiya Hachiman.

Pulling open the tab of the coffee can that had become fit, I sat down in my chair and took small sips of bitter coffee.

To be honest, the feeling of being in this courtyard is really depressing. Under this cold weather, even the greenery was shrouded in a disgusting color. Even if you drink coffee, you can't feel any warmth surging in your body at all. On the contrary, the irritability in my heart after drinking coffee has become more and more serious. Even the joints started to ache.

…… I don't think I'm going to have rheumatoid arthritis, right? Isn't that a disease that only old men can get? In other words, I will be able to judge whether it will rain tomorrow by the pain on my body in the future. I don't want this superpower at all.

"And how do you feel under the snow based on this morning's contact?"

"Pretend to be a strong coward. I think I'm very powerful, but I'm actually not a poor person. ”

"I said it without hesitation......"

"It's just right."

I shrugged my shoulders at Ms. Hiratsuka, who was a little embarrassed.

"Teacher, you also know that there is a kind of person who likes to set a goal for himself and then bury his head and rush forward, right? Under the snow, he set himself such a goal. Although I don't know who the target is, it's really much stronger than this little guy under the snow. There is a gap between behavior and reality, which naturally causes this awkward character. ”

"If it's that person, there's really no way to win under the snow......" Hiratsuka Shizuna-sensei thought thoughtfully, casually opened another can of beer and began to drink in front of the minors.

Think more or less about the poor student next to you who can only drink coffee to keep warm, teacher.

"I don't know what the family is like under the snow. Teacher, I don't want to ask you any more if you know any news. All in all, under the snow, Yukino is a character who wants to change her words, which is simple and simple, and difficult to say. If you're a teacher, I think it's better to leave the choice to a professional educator. ”

"Let's talk about both ways. Let's start simple. An educator unceremoniously crossed Erlang's legs, lit a slender lady's cigarette, and used the depleted beer can as an ashtray.

"The simplest words are to simply push the boat down the river and let her go straight in that direction."

I held out an index finger to Mr. Hiratsuka.

"Nothing but to secretly induce and reinforce her belief that as long as she follows that person is absolutely not wrong, it is enough to do so. Simple, effective, and fast, directly reinforcing her current ideas. Now under the snow, it's just the cognitive confusion of adolescence, so it's no problem to help stabilize it. ”

"No, let's forget about this method." Shizuna-sensei Hiratsuka shook her head and stuffed her cigarette into the beer can.

"What I want to see is under the snow and not the second under the snow. Sooner or later, following someone else's path will become someone else's puppet, and that kind of thing is not what an educator should do. Is there any other way? ”

"If it's any other way, then you need your help."

I sat down in my chair and shrugged my shoulders.

"It is impossible to change the strength of my own alone, and there must be an external force to apply and contrast in order to awaken the self-will under the snow. What she needs is a chance to prove her existence, so it's impossible to let anyone go for help. As long as you can help others and prove yourself, you will do it within the principles. ”

She's just right, even if it's only true for high school students. It is true that the world is wrong, but from the perspective of the vast majority of people, the world is right. People always have to adapt to society, and if they don't adapt, they will die. ”

"Biqi Valley...... You may be much more successful than you are doing in MLM. ”

"It's a shame. It is impossible for me to engage in pyramid schemes from a class point of view. ”

Throwing the coffee can into the trash, I gave a thumbs up to Shizuna-sensei Hiratsuka, who was sitting on the recliner.

"I'm a good party member."