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"Mr. Hirakawa, morning-huh?"

The next morning, after walking out of the room, Hirata Moki, who met Tetsufumi Hirakawa, was about to say hello, and as soon as he waved his hand, he suddenly noticed the state of the male teacher...... It doesn't look great.

Tetsufumi Hirakawa yawned, the tiredness in his eyes was very conspicuous, and there was some redness.

"Mr. Kuda—"

Another yawn.

"Morning—Morning—"

It sounds like a sleepy tail note, which shows how poor the quality of sleep is.

“……”

This made Hinata Moshu a little troubled: "Mr. Hirakawa, how do you look, you are very sleepy again." ”

"I'm insomnia." Tetsufumi Hirakawa stepped forward and replied casually.

"Insomnia?"

"Hmm."

"Hmm...... Insomnia, why? ”

Looking at him as he walked down the stairs with Tetsufumi Hirakawa, Hinata asked suspiciously.

So, Tetsufumi Hirakawa paused for a moment, and then, in the inquiring gaze of Kuda Moshu, he said very seriously: "Mr. Hida, there are some things that you can't control if you want to. ”

At least remember.

Even the more I tried to clear the memory, the more this memory appeared and reverberated in my mind.

Subsequently, the various complex emotions brought about by this memory unsurprisingly brought Tetsufumi Hirakawa into a state of insomnia.

It's not enjoyment, it's suffering.

Because morality binds oneself.

Although last night's behavior was an accident, there was also the inappropriateness of Amamiya's behavior at night. But since it has happened, and it is indeed his own outstretched hand, in Hirakawa Tetsufumi's concept, it has become his own fault that has always been difficult for him to forgive.

This is a stain on the profession of a teacher.

Tetsufumi Hirakawa, who thought of this, sighed.

Maki Kuda, who was beside him, blinked in confusion.

"Huh?"

However, it is impossible to say why.

——

This morning's meeting, the pattern is to follow yesterday afternoon.

It's just different from yesterday afternoon that-

Tetsufumi Hirakawa listened carefully yesterday, but today he can't listen to it at all.

From the moment I walked into the conference hall and sat down, sleepiness had already begun to envelop me.

His eyes were closed, and when it was time to open them, Kuda-sensei's beautiful face was already close in front of him, and he was calling him.

"Mr. Hirakawa, wake up."

Rubbing his eyes in a daze, Tetsufumi Hirakawa continued to yawn, and after he finished playing, he asked in a daze, "Mr. Kuda?" ”

Hinata Moshu said in a funny and angry tone: "Mr. Hirakawa, the meeting is over." ”

"End of meeting?"

Unconsciously repeated, Tetsufumi Hirakawa was still in a half-asleep state at this time.

It wasn't until a few seconds later that his eyes opened and he repeated: "The meeting is over?" ”

Only then did he understand what this sentence meant.

"yes, the meeting is over." Kuda Moki nodded.

Tetsufumi Hirakawa glanced at the venue at this moment, and the teachers in the seats had almost all stood up and were lining up to leave.

"That's fast."

Tetsufumi Hirakawa staggered to his feet, sighing.

"If you sleep all the time, of course it's fast." Kuda Moshu also stood up, just looking at Tetsufumi Hirakawa's eyes, how helpless he looked.

"I can't help it." Tetsufumi Hirakawa stretched out his hand above his head, and after a casual lazy waist, the bone "Kara" sounded.

The two lined up together and walked out of the conference hall.

"That's right, Mr. Kuda."

"Huh? What's wrong? ”

Out of the door of the conference hall, Tetsufumi Hirakawa suddenly remembered something: "The meeting is over, so this morning, is it the last meeting of the seminar?" ”

Hinata Moshu was amused by Tetsufumi Hirakawa again, and asked rhetorically, "What does Mr. Hirakawa think?" ”

“…… So it's time to go home? ”

After asking this question, Tetsufumi Hirakawa got the answer from the eyes of Kuda Moshu.

'Or else?' That's the kind of look in his eyes.

"That's fast."

"If you sleep all the time, of course it's fast."

Young female teachers still complain like this.

"Hah-"

Tetsufumi Hirakawa laughed meaninglessly.

I can't argue with that.

So, he decided to change the subject: "Also, Mr. Kuda-"

"I'm listening."

"I found—"

Tetsufumi Hirakawa sniffed his left shoulder.

"It still smells like that today, and it smells very fragrant."

“…… Huh. ”

The female teacher, who had a calm face, suddenly panicked a little.

She subconsciously took a step to the left.

"It feels like it smells like perfume." Tetsufumi Hirakawa sniffed several times and concluded, "And today it's the left shoulder." ”

"This—That's it." Kuda Moki looked sideways to the other side, still curling the ends of her long straight hair with her fingers.

"I don't have a habit of wearing perfume." Tetsufumi Hirakawa was still talking, looking at Kuda Moshu, "Does Kuda-sensei have any clue?" ”

"I don't know about this kind of thing......"

Kuda Moki wanted to escape.

It's a pity that Tetsufumi Hirakawa doesn't know if he didn't sleep well so his brain isn't very clear now, or what, in short, he made a move that no one could have imagined-

He suddenly approached Kuda and sniffed slightly flirtatiously.

“……”

Kuda Moki's body stiffened.

"It seems that Mr. Kuda also has this smell."

"Mr. Hirakawa, don't talk about it......" The female teacher's voice became quieter and quieter.

"Why?"

It turns out that sleep deprivation, or just waking up, can really lead to a less awake mind.

“……”

“……”

It took a few seconds for Tetsufumi Hirakawa to realize what was going on, and he said what was on his mind.

"So this is the smell of perfume on Mr. Kuda's body?"

“……”

Hinata Moshu lowered her head and did not speak.

Tetsufumi Hirakawa looked at Maki Hinata in confusion.

No, he really doesn't know where the smell comes from.

Why does he have the perfume smell of Kuda jasmine?

It's too close to Kuda Moshu, so it's stained?

However, the smell on his body was not like the ethereal contamination from air contact, because his entire left shoulder could clearly smell that sweet fragrance.

It's more like ......

"Is it because I slept at the meeting?"

Tetsufumi Hirakawa guessed to himself.

Hinata Moshu blushed, and couldn't help but stop: "Teacher Hirakawa, it's okay......"

However, Tetsufumi Hirakawa, who is in a state of brain offline, inexplicably must get an answer.

"So when I was sleeping, I leaned on Mr. Kuda?"

“……”

“……”

It wasn't until this sentence was uttered that after a while, Tetsufumi Hirakawa suddenly realized what he had done.

He looked at Kuda Moki.

Hinata Moshu lowered her head, and her side face was flushed.

Hands unconsciously wrap around the ends of their hair.

Flustered, flustered to the point of being a little at a loss.

“……”

Is that true today, and that was true yesterday?

That's the answer?

Tetsufumi Hirakawa felt a little surprised, staring blankly at the young and beautiful female teacher.

However, under the gaze of his straightforward gaze, no matter how gentle a person is, he can't bear it anymore.

She raised her head and stared at Tetsufumi Hirakawa "viciously".

"Teacher Pingchuan, don't say it again, you still say it."

"I ......"

"Originally- it was already embarrassing that Mr. Hirakawa had been leaning over while he was sleeping."

"This ......"

"I have to say it now—"

Kuda Moshu took the meeting notebook in his hand and patted Tetsufumi Hirakawa.

“……”

Tetsufumi Hirakawa subconsciously covered the place where he was photographed.

Actually, it doesn't hurt at all.

Although it seemed to be exploding, the tone was still very gentle.

The angry anger also has a cute atmosphere, and when I finally shoot him, I can obviously feel that I have regained my strength.

This female teacher is too cute.

Looking at the flushed side face of Hisada Moshu next to him, he didn't know why Tetsufumi Hirakawa suddenly wanted to laugh.

If you laugh, you will definitely be beaten.

But—

"Whew-"

"Hirakawa-sensei—"

"I'm sorry."

Tetsufumi Hirakawa apologized at the speed of light.

I'm just laughing when I apologize.

Kuda Moki decided to ignore him again.

"Brother Shen!"

"Hmm!"

Shen Changqing walked on the road, and when he met someone he knew well, he would say hello to each other or nod his head.

But it doesn't matter who it is.

There was no superfluous expression on everyone's face, as if they were very indifferent to everything.

on this.

Shen Changqing is used to it.

Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, it is an institution that maintains the stability of Great Qin, and its main responsibility is to kill demons and monsters, and of course there are some other side jobs.

Arguably.

In the Demon Suppression Division, everyone has a lot of blood on their hands.

When a person is accustomed to seeing life and death, then he will become indifferent to many things.

When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but over time he got used to it.

The Demon Suppression Division is huge.

The people who can stay in the Demon Suppression Division are all powerful masters, or people who have the potential to become masters.

Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.

Among them, the Demon Suppression Division is divided into two professions, one is the town guard and the other is the demon exterminator.

Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Division starts with the lowest level of demon slayer.

Then step by step, he is expected to become a town guard.

Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level of the demon slayer envoys.

Have memories of the predecessor.

He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.

It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of an attic.

Unlike other places full of slaughter, the attic here seems to stand out from the crowd, and in the bloody Demon Suppression Division, it presents a different tranquility.

At this time, the attic door is open, and there are occasional people entering and exiting.

Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment, and then stepped in.

Access to the attic.

The environment has changed in vain.

A burst of ink fragrance mixed with the faint smell of blood came to his face, making his brow furrow instinctively, but quickly stretched.

The smell of blood on everyone's body in the Demon Suppression Division is almost impossible to clean.