At 3:30 p.m., the bell rang on time for the end of school, and Shiori Shinohara walked out of the class.

The sky is facing the moment.

Dense clouds dominate most of the field of vision, and the sun hides behind the clouds, emitting sunlight that pierces through the clouds, revealing a few golden rays of light.

In the corridor are students after school, walking up the stairs in three or two.

By the time we walked through the staircase, there were many fewer people at once, and only a few people remained.

Shiori Shinohara walked to the office alone.

"Eh, Shinohara-san, are you here?"

Tetsufumi Hirakawa, who was sitting at his desk and was correcting his homework, raised his head after hearing the footsteps, and the girl was already standing beside him.

"Hmm." Shiori Shinohara, nodded.

"Is there something going on with the teacher?" Tetsufumi Hirakawa asked, and lowered his head to correct the test book he had handed in.

"There are some things I want to talk to my teacher."

"Then please say it."

"Later."

"Huh?" Tetsufumi Hirakawa was puzzled for a moment, and put a small tick on the test book, "Later?" Why? ”

Shiori Shinohara did not respond to the reason.

Tetsufumi Hirakawa had to look at her again, but he didn't see anything.

"Do you have to talk about it later?"

"Hmm."

"That's right...... But the teacher has to change the homework now, and it may not be able to finish it for a while. ”

When Shiori Shinohara heard this, she glanced at the test book on the table, and after thinking about it for a while, she asked, "This homework, Mr. Hirakawa is correcting it this morning, right?" ”

She still remembers today's noon conversation, where Ms. Kuda asked the teacher to finish the homework that she hadn't finished in the morning.

“……”

Tetsufumi Hirakawa didn't speak, put aside a corrected test book, picked up a new workbook and began to correct.

There is no doubt that this is the default.

“……”

Shiori Shinohara was silent for a few seconds.

Then he spoke: "Mr. Hirakawa-"

"—Yes, Shinohara-san, I know." Tetsufumi Hirakawa drew a circle on the exercise book and hurriedly interrupted the girl's words.

As soon as he heard Shiori Shinohara speak, he knew what she was going to say next: definitely criticism.

This eldest lady with a bad personality doesn't care about the fact that he is a teacher at all, and she leaves no room for criticism when she criticizes him, and it is a shame to be criticized by students as a teacher.

Sure enough, it was better to interrupt her.

"Actually, if you think about it from another angle, the teacher and I mark my homework from the morning to the end of school in the afternoon. From this point of view, teachers are also very hardworking. ”

Tetsufumi Hirakawa corrected the homework in his hands, and his face did not change when he said this.

"Think about it from multiple angles when you look at a problem, Shinohara-san, do you remember?"

“……”

But after a sigh, Miss Shinohara-sama finally couldn't bear to speak, "Mr. Hirakawa, this is a multi-angle justification, not a multi-angle thinking. ”

So the eldest lady really doesn't give any face at all.

“…… Cough. Tetsufumi Hirakawa coughed dryly, "Okay, okay, teacher, I'm also working very hard to make amends." ”

"Also, time is really a magical existence, and it feels like nothing has been done, but when I reacted, it had passed unconsciously."

"So—the deceased is like a husband, reluctant to give up day and night."

Tetsufumi Hirakawa sighed with emotion for the last time, reflected and summarized this topic, and turned the page.

He changed the workbook again, and at the same time changed the subject: "Well, by the way, back to the beginning, what are Shinohara-san going to talk to the teacher about today?" ”

“…… A lot of things. ”

"A lot of things? All right. Do you have to wait until later? ”

"Yes." Shiori Shinohara didn't want to discuss what was going to happen next in the office.

"That's just a little bit of a bother."

"Hmm."

"By the way—" Tetsufumi Hirakawa suddenly thought, "Doesn't Shinohara-san have to go to the wind club to practice today?" ”

"Because of the midterm exam, the next practice was suspended."

"That's right." Tetsufumi Hirakawa nodded.

Be quiet for a while.

The next opening is because—

"It's Shinohara-san's homework." Tetsufumi Hirakawa looked at the handwriting on a workbook.

I didn't bother to look at the name, but Shiori Shinohara's handwriting was instantly recognizable.

The eldest lady of the famous family must have learned calligraphy, and the stroke and character structure are as delicate as the eldest lady herself, and the words are like her person.

As a teacher, I can definitely distinguish the handwriting of the students in the class, especially the ones that are particularly beautiful and the parts that are particularly unsightly.

The positive example is Shiori Shinohara, and the negative example is ...... There don't seem to be any ugly words among the students he teaches so far.

It seems that the handwriting of the group of female students is rarely too "flowing".

In contrast, for example, in the previous life, there were always a few male students in each class of students he taught, and their handwriting was really "dragon flying phoenix dance".

Well...... I really don't know what to say.

After a moment's distraction, his thoughts refocused on the workbook on the table that belonged to Shiori Shinohara.

By the way, as a teacher, if a student happens to be next to you when grading homework, then—

Tetsufumi Hirakawa carefully reviewed Miss Shinohara's homework word by word at a pace that was many times slower than grading other assignments.

It's fun to pick out the questions about her homework in front of the students and watch the students look embarrassed because of the mistakes.

It can make boring homework more fun.

Clearly, though, Tetsufumi Hirakawa was disappointed.

No matter how carefully you care, you can't find a problem with this eldest lady's homework, and all that can be left is one circle after another drawn by the red pen.

In Japan, "circle" is correct, and "check" is wrong.

So in the end, looking at the red circles all over his face, Tetsufumi Hirakawa wrote the previous "A" in the upper right corner of the exercise book with regret, and muttered.

"That's right."

“……”

Shiori Shinohara stared at the teacher, and then spoke: "Hirakawa-sensei, as a teacher, should use a praising tone in the face of all students. ”

"Eh, Shinohara-san is very good."

Tetsufumi Hirakawa casually agreed, somewhat regretting that he couldn't find fault with Shiori Shinohara.

There is a sense of frustration of losing.

After all, this student has picked out a lot of mistakes in him.

Shiori Shinohara pursed her lips a little amusedly.

Hirakawa-sensei is a little naïve, she knows it.

——

The teacher's work is not only to mark the homework, in short, by the time it is all completed, the time has come to five o'clock.

During this period, I also asked the girls around me if they wanted to say it directly, or they would talk about it tomorrow.

But she was really adamant about it, and she had to wait until he was done.

I had to let her go.

Thankfully, it's finally getting better.

He spun the pen in his hand, threw it on the table, and got up.

"Get off work!"

"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.