During today's lunch break, Tetsufumi Hirakawa met Shiori Shinoha again. It's nothing, it's just that I told her something about the night of Amamiya.

I hope these two girls can get along.

That same evening.

Tetsufumi Hirakawa stayed in the office until six o'clock.

At this point in time, there are no more teachers left in the office, and Mr. Kuda has already left. He still sits at his desk grading his homework.

The sky outside the window, the sky with clouds piled up, is extremely dark at the moment. In the office, bright lights block out the intrusive dimness.

In the full contrast between light and dark, in the quiet office, in the small rustle of paper turning pages and friction, Tetsufumi Hirakawa thinks that his serious appearance at the desk must be full of dedication.

It's a pity that a certain girl doesn't think so.

"Hirakawa-sensei."

Voices came from beside him.

Tetsufumi Hirakawa, who was seriously correcting his homework, raised his head and saw it, and under the light, Shiori Shinohara didn't know when he was standing beside him.

"It's Shinohara-san."

Tetsufumi Hirakawa put down his pen and put it on the table with a "click".

Shiori Shinohara, on the other hand, stared at the homework on the table, and then, looking at him again, a little doubt appeared on her delicate face.

"Mr. Hiragawa, this is last weekend's homework, right?"

“……”

Tetsufumi Hirakawa blinked and looked at Shiori Shinohara for a few seconds.

“…… I'm going to talk about this assignment tomorrow, and it's too late to correct it. ”

Recruit from the truth.

“……”

“……”

"Mr. Hirakawa is still like this......"

"Ahem, that's it."

Generously admitted, after all, what he was like, this student already knew, and it was useless to deny it.

Also, jumping left and right around the deadline is not a big deal, there are people from all walks of life, especially those who write novels and draw comics, these groups are typical representatives of never starting to create until the deadline.

Well, no big deal, so skip the topic.

"Shinohara-san, just came back from the wind club, right?"

"Yes."

"How's it going?" Tetsufumi Hirakawa, the instructor, duly expressed due attention to the wind club.

"It's okay." Shiori Shinohara said.

"It's okay to ......"

Tetsufumi Hirakawa repeated it.

The answer "okay" seems ...... most of the time Subtle, and there are many times when the original intention will tend to be "not very good".

But since this sentence "okay" is from the mouth of Miss Shinohara, it should be true.

Tetsufumi Hirakawa chose to believe.

"That's good...... Then next week, I'll go to the band club for myself. ”

"Okay, I'm sorry for Mr. Hirakawa."

"How can it be troublesome, after all, it's ......"

The words "own work" were eventually swallowed back.

Because Tetsufumi Hirakawa saw the subtle smile on the corner of the girl's mouth.

This girl loves sarcasm.

Looking at her helplessly, Shiori Shinohara chuckled, and finally gradually withdrew her smile out of respect.

Tired.

Tetsufumi Hirakawa turned around, picked up the pen on the table, lowered his head again, and corrected the homework by brush.

"Shinohara-san, please wait for me."

Speak as you write.

"There are a few left."

"Okay."

A very polite answer, full of lady-like permission.

——

I didn't delay too long, and I corrected the last few assignments in a few clicks.

"Alright."

Happily fastening the cap of the pen, dropping it on the table, and putting the homework in order, Tetsufumi Hirakawa announced with great pleasure.

It's time to get off work.

It's the most enjoyable time of the day.

Standing up, beside him, Shiori Shinohara was still quietly waiting for him.

"Let's go...... There's something else I'd like to ask Shinohara-san. ”

"Okay."

When I left the office, I looked up and was greeted by a dark cloudy sky.

Tetsufumi Hirakawa glanced at it a few times, retracted his gaze, and walked towards the stairs on the side. Behind him, Shiori Shinohara's footsteps followed him unhurriedly.

After thinking for a few moments, Tetsufumi Hirakawa spoke.

"Shinohara-san...... How's the contact with Amamiya-san? ”

After asking, the flat tone belonging to the eldest lady came behind him.

"I had some contact with Amamiya-san at noon, and it was okay."

"Is it okay again?"

"Hmm."

"What about exactly? For example, Shinohara-san's initial impression of Amamiya-san. ”

"Initial impressions ......"

Shiori Shinohara groaned.

"Outwardly, the personality is very ordinary, more introverted. But ......"

"But?"

"I don't think Amamiya-san should be as simple as he seems to be."

“……”

Tetsufumi Hirakawa had to look back and find that Shiori Shinohara, who was contemplative at the moment, had a look in his eyes full of conviction.

"Is it just a conclusion from a little contact at noon?"

I couldn't help but ask, if it was true, the girl's observation was too sharp.

Shiori Shinohara glanced at him, then quickly brushed it away, reaching out to tuck her long loose hair behind her ears.

"Not exactly."

"That's?"

“……”

After a pause, the girl continued to answer.

"Before...... Mr. Hirakawa said to me, 'Do you all like to threaten others with your work?' ”

“……”

This sentence is Tetsufumi Hirakawa's complaint to Shiori Shinohara when he was first threatened by Amamiya Night.

"At that time, Mr. Hirakawa was dealing with Amamiya-san's affairs."

The girl continued to look away.

"So, it should be Amamiya-san's ......"

If it weren't for the silence in the stairwell, Shiori Shinohara wouldn't have been able to hear the second half of her sentence.

What she said was-

"Same thing as me."

Tetsufumi Hirakawa was a little funny to watch.

Shiori Shinohara's embarrassed appearance is full of the dignity of the eldest lady's attributes, and with the shyness of a little girl.

These two complex postures are mixed together, and under the unique contrast, the micro-expressions on her beautiful face are simply never tired of seeing.

You should take a photo and record it, and when you graduate, you can make a class graduation album and send it out, and of course, this album will also be stored in the school history museum, so that future students can have a good look at the daughter of the chairman of Moriya High School, Miss Shinohara.

"Mr. Hirakawa ......"

“……”

"Hirakawa-sensei."

“…… Well? What's wrong? ”

When she walked down the stairs and came to the shoe closet, Shiori Shinohara, who was shy, finally came back to her senses. Tetsufumi Hirakawa also stopped the interesting reverie in his mind.

“…… Time to go. ”

"Okay."