Tetsufumi Hirakawa had only met Shiori Shinohara once in a week.

Of course, the encounters here do not refer to those meetings in class, but to ...... How to say it.

In short, every day in class, you can always see the dignified figure of this Miss Shinohara-sama in the class.

When answering questions in class, it is the same as usual.

Got up and spoke, and never deliberately avoided him with his gaze during the period.

The voice of the question-and-answer question was as clear as the trumpet she blown.

And when it came time to sit down, the girl just gently stroked her long hair, then pressed the hem of the checkered skirt with her hand, and sat down unhurriedly.

Every gesture is the calmness of the eldest lady. Saturday's events didn't seem to have any effect on the eldest lady, and everything was business as usual.

And the only time Tetsufumi Hirakawa bumped into Shiori Shinohara in the corridor, the eldest lady also bowed to him and said hello to him dignifiedly.

"Hirakawa-sensei."

- There is not the slightest mistake in such a voice.

Tetsufumi Hirakawa nodded in acknowledgment, and then, like that, they parted.

After only taking two steps, he remembered something, and turned to look over:

In the corridor, several students passed by, and in their sight, Shiori Shinohara, who was wearing a school uniform and a checkered skirt, had a very outstanding back.

"Shinohara-san." Tetsufumi Hirakawa stopped her.

Then he saw Shiori Shinohara's footsteps pause, and her back slowly turned, revealing the girl's beautiful face.

"Mr. Hirakawa, is there anything wrong?" A look of confusion appeared on her face, and she asked.

It's just that her upright posture reminds Tetsufumi Hirakawa of the last semester, when he first called the girl to the office because of the three-way meeting.

I only remember that the cold sky at the beginning of February stretched out in the sky outside the door, and this eldest lady stood at the door, with a straight posture.

Well...... Why did you think of this?

It's a bit inexplicable.

Tetsufumi Hirakawa hurriedly scattered the picture in his mind, and apologized for his distraction after coming back to his senses.

"Ah...... I'm sorry. ”

But Shiori Shinohara just didn't say a word, and there was no anxiety or dissatisfaction on her face, quietly waiting for him to speak.

So Tetsufumi Hirakawa paused for a moment, and then asked the question he wanted to ask: "Shinohara-san, the teacher wants to ask, how is the wind club now?" ”

"Wind club?"

"Yes, the midterm exam is coming soon, and the teacher has a lot of things to do, and I haven't been there recently, how is it?"

Shiori Shinohara thought about it very seriously, and then replied to him with a smile: "Mr. Hirakawa, there's nothing wrong with the wind club, everything is fine." ”

"Is that so?"

"Yes."

"That's good." Tetsufumi Hirakawa was satisfied.

"Is there anything else that Mr. Hirakawa has to do?"

"Hmm...... Nope. ”

"Goodbye, Mr. Hirakawa."

"Goodbye Shinohara-san."

That's the difference.

This is the only time Tetsufumi Hirakawa and Shiori Shinohara have met in a whole week.

If anything, it seems that there is none. Shiori Shinohara didn't deliberately avoid him, and the issues they discussed after meeting felt the same as before.

In this way, maybe he is really thinking too much?

However, in fact, Tetsufumi Hirakawa always felt that it was a little strange. Although the greeting was as usual, and the tone of the conversation was as usual, there was a strange inexplicable feeling.

Why?

Tetsufumi Hirakawa didn't know.

In the end, it can only be thought of as a preconception or an anchoring effect.

From the beginning, I came into contact with Shiori Shinohara with the position of finding faults.,So under such psychological inducement.,I always feel that she has a problem.,It seems to make sense.。

Tetsufumi Hirakawa can only understand it this way for the time being.

But that's good news. If Shiori Shinohara doesn't have any problems, it means that it was just his self-inflicted sentimentality before.

Miss Shinohara-sama or something, how could she like him as an ordinary teacher?

Tetsufumi Hirakawa, who came to this conclusion, felt a little ashamed.

Fortunately, no one knows what he thinks in his heart, and he secretly loses people by himself and passes it over, which is better than having something really happening.

So after relieving, Tetsufumi Hirakawa's mood was not bad.

In this way, Shiori Shinohara's matter has come to an end for the time being.

Next, there is the most tricky problem of Amamiya Night.

Tetsufumi Hirakawa hasn't met with Amamiya for a long time this week.

Because when he saw her, he remembered the events of the hotel room that day, and there was an illusory touch in his hands, which made him feel very bad.

I'm afraid only time will make him forget this feeling.

Another reason is that there are indeed a lot of things to do in the midterm exam, and I haven't been able to find a suitable time to explain it to Amamiya Ye.

LINE, of course, can't, but we have to see Amamiya's reaction in person.

The office is even worse, some words are not suitable for being said in the office, and the second disease of the rainy palace night will be suppressed when there are many people.

So after thinking about it, the most suitable time turned out to be ......

On Saturday afternoon, Tetsufumi Hirakawa's doorbell rang.

When he opened the door, Amamiya Night, who was wearing a gorgeous black and purple Lolita dress, was holding an umbrella.

"Mr. Hirakawa, I greet you here."

The girl, who looked like a delicate doll sneaking out of a cupboard, lifted the hem of her skirt lightly with her hand.

“……”

Tetsufumi Hirakawa didn't have any surprise on his face.

Another surprise can only show that this student may really have a problem.

Obviously, now is the right time to figure out Amamiya's thoughts.

Amamiya put away the umbrella held in the sun gorgeously and walked into the door of Tetsufumi Hirakawa's house.

This time, let's solve it together with Amamiya and her cat.

"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.