After I got out of the classroom, Okazaki and Furukawa and I decided to visit Yukimura-sensei.

"Okazaki, what kind of person is that Yukimura-sensei?"

"What kind of person you ask," Okazaki thought, touching his chin, "Well, it's a verbose old man." ”

"Okazaki-san, you can't describe the teacher like that."

"Yes, yes," Okazaki waved as if he had given up, admitting defeat, and then turned his head to look at me curiously, "But why are you asking this?" ”

"Well... Curious, right? Because I feel like Okazaki, you don't seem to be the type of person who likes to talk to teachers. ”

"Well, although you're right," Okazaki pouted helplessly and stopped in front of the door of a room, "When I arrive, I won't talk nonsense, I'll know when I see you." ”

Talk room... It's like a classroom for talking to teachers, but it's like a counseling room in China, right?

With this question in mind, I stood aside and watched Okazaki knock on the door of the meeting room.

"Da-da-da-da."

"Excuse me."

I pushed open the door and walked in, and I saw an old man sitting on the sofa drinking tea.

"Well," noticing our arrival, the old man turned his head to look here, "Isn't this Okazaki-kun?" ”

"Ah, hello."

"Mr. Yukimura is interrupted."

"Hello."

We walked over one by one and sat down on the sofa across from Mr. Yukimura.

"Actually, we have some things we want to discuss with you this time."

Hey Okazaki, is it okay to talk to the teacher in this tone? Not only me, but even Furukawa looked at you worriedly.

"Hehe, huh," brought out three cups of tea and put them in front of us, Yukimura-sensei sat back across from us, took a sip of tea, and looked up at Okazaki with a smile, "It's really rare, you actually came to me to discuss things." ”

"Do you remember an art teacher named Ibuki?" I didn't plan to be polite with the teacher, and Okazaki went straight to the point as soon as he came.

"Ibuki-sensei? I remember very clearly, she has something extraordinary..."

Great, it seems that Yukimura-sensei still remembers the matter of Ibuki-sensei! I winked happily at Okazaki and Furukawa. “… Unusually lush chest hair. ”

Totally wrong! Teacher, you are completely wrong!! And who is that?!!!

"Not really!" Compared to me, Okazaki couldn't help but stand up and go crazy, "I mean Kimiko Ibuki, an art teacher who quit three years ago!" ”

"That's right!" As if remembering who that Ibuki was, Yukimura-sensei suddenly clapped his hands, "I've been getting more and more forgetful lately." ”

"She's getting married soon."

"Oh!" Hearing Okazaki say this, the surviving teacher happily stood up from the couch, grabbed Okazaki's hand and said to him, "That's really congratulations." ”

"It's not me."

There are too many complaints, and I feel that I can't keep up with the current conversation speed at all.

"......," Yukimura-sensei sighed regretfully, "Can you not say it so easily and misunderstand." ”

"It's not easy to misunderstand!" Okazaki threw the teacher's hand away, with an expression that had endured to the limit, and sighed helplessly on his forehead, "Really, how serious is it?!" ”

"Do you want to have a wedding at this school?" Back on the sofa, Mr. Yukimura picked up the teacup on the table and took a sip of tea calmly, explaining the purpose of our visit.

"How do you know that?"

"Ibuki-sensei mentioned it to me by chance when I was working, because she and I got along very well and often chatted."

Ha, haha, I feel like Okazaki is being played in the palm of my hand by the teacher, and I deserve to be the person who can make Okazaki rely on.

At that moment, I had to reassess the gray-haired old man in front of me.

"Where are you forgetful." Okazaki seems to have realized that he should not play with it.

"So what?" Not realizing that we were all deceived by the teacher's acting skills, Furukawa hurriedly asked the question we were most concerned about, "Can we get approval?" ”

"Go ask the principal and the director of discipline, don't worry, all the teachers and staff at our school are Ibuki-sensei's fans."

Hearing the teacher say this, the three of us looked at each other heartily.

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"Then please tell Ibuki-sensei the good news."

After coming out of the meeting room, I said goodbye to Okazaki and Furukawa.

"Ah, no problem." Okazaki gave me a confident thumbs up, then looked at me curiously, "But are you really going?" ”

"Well, I have something I want to inquire about."

"Where are Izumi-kun going?"

"Ah, Furukawa, listen to me, this guy is going to the Ministry of Information in a while."

"Really? I don't know what it's about," Furukawa clenched his fists and struck at me, "but Izumi-kun must come on!" ”

"Oh~ I feel like I'm getting motivated!" In response to Furukawa's encouragement, I clenched my hands and shouted energetically.

"But that..."Somehow, Okazaki's expression was a little strange, and he patted me on the shoulder and said, "Come on." ”

"Ha~ Why do I have a bad premonition?"

It felt like I had been thrown cold water, and the mood that had been burning down was lowered.

"Well, I've heard rumors that the Department of Information is more difficult, so come on!"

Waving his hand at me, Okazaki turned and walked to the other end of the hallway.

"Quan-kun, please come on!"

"Ah, yes."

Oh no, I feel like I might be in trouble for a while.