On the morning of August 12, it was still the rooftop.

As soon as Tetsufumi Hirakawa walked out of the concert hall, he could hear the familiar trumpet sound of Shiori Shinohara coming from above.

So he walked up the stairs and pushed open the door of the rooftop, and he saw the girl who was already missing, although they had only been separated for a long time.

The sky above the empty rooftop, the bright blue is dotted with ethereal and distant clouds.

Below, the beautiful figure is bathed in the August morning sun, with long hair draped behind him, a white shirt on his body, and slender and straight legs sticking out from under his checkered skirt......

Everything is so beautiful that it's covetous.

With her back to the door of the rooftop, she played an etude earnestly.

Tetsufumi Hirakawa stared at her.

The music in my ears, the forest under the blue sky, has come to the second half.

The larks flew away, and the silent forest echoed with a long melody.

Tetsufumi Hirakawa didn't choose to interrupt her.

He turned, closed the door softly, without making a sound, and walked on.

The melody in his ears obscured his steps, and the position of the rising sun at this moment shone the shadow to the back.

He slowly walked behind the girl and took a closer look at her moving back.

The nice melody continued, and Miss Shinohara-sama practiced intently with a trumpet in her hand, not noticing his arrival.

Just seeing her like this, Tetsufumi Hirakawa had a smile that couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth when he saw beautiful things.

He controlled his breathing, controlled his steps, and slowly, silently, and finally took a step forward.

He was already standing behind Shiori Shinohara, within reach.

When you lower your head, you can smell the sweet smell wafting from your hair.

And through the long hair, on the side, you can glimpse the snow-white neck of the girl hidden in it.

Tetsufumi Hirakawa stretched out his hand, and his two hands gently wrapped around the sides of her waist and hugged her.

Through the light shirt in summer, the girl's waist is wrapped, and you can easily feel the delicacy of the young girl's skin.

The sound of blowing stopped abruptly.

In his hand, the girl's originally soft body stiffened in an instant. Then, I slowly relaxed again.

She realized that he was coming.

Shiori Shinohara didn't look back at him, and in his ears, the stopped melody sounded again.

Tetsufumi Hirakawa just hugged the girl's waist and listened.

But it was only a moment later, and before the end of the blowing came, he couldn't help it.

He lowered his head and used the tip of his nose to brush away the girl's long hair that was scattered on the side, so soft that it was like a bite on the neck.

He buried it, and the girl's body exuded a seductive fragrance.

……

The sound of the blowing changes its key.

Tetsufumi Hirakawa left a gentle kiss on this.

However, he didn't make any more movements, and lifted his face with his chin resting on the girl's shoulder, just holding her like this.

So, the melody got back on track and gradually came to an end.

Eventually, under the silent embrace, the long melody came to a standstill, and the trumpet in the girl's hand with a brilliant golden hue in the sunlight no longer sounded.

Shiori Shinohara finally turned around and spoke.

"Mr. Hirakawa...... Hmm."

The sound of the words stopped abruptly like the sound of the blow just now.

When the girl just turned around, Tetsufumi Hirakawa took the girl's delicate lips and tasted it.

「……」

「……」

Amid the sound of the rest of the students practicing below, the two quickly immersed themselves in the sweet and greasy breath between each other, isolating all sounds.

……

When he came back to his senses, the girl's soft body was already gently leaning into his arms.

"Hirakawa-sensei."

"Hmm."

Tetsufumi Hirakawa kissed Shiori Shinohara's side cheek and responded.

"Why did it appear out of nowhere?" As soon as she finished blowing the trumpet and kissed him for a long time, Shiori Shinohara's breath was already gasping.

"It's just that I don't want to disturb Shiori's practice." Tetsufumi Hirakawa was also panting, no better than her.

"Still bothered."

"That's the plan, but I can't help it."

「……」

「……」

Tetsufumi Hirakawa lowered his head again, sniffing the body fragrance on the girl's neck.

"It smells so good."

She shrunk her neck.

"It's a little itchy."

"Hmm."

「……」

「……」

"Looks like Hirakawa-sensei's self-control is a bit poor."

"Why can't Shiori be too charming?"

"Hmm......" Shiori Shinohara muttered for a moment, then nodded, "That's true."

"Even so, it's a bit ...... if I agree with it."

"What?"

"It's cute."

"Is it just 'some'?"

"How about "very"?"

"It's okay."

The haughty eldest lady reluctantly agreed, using the word "very" to modify her cuteness.

Tetsufumi Hirakawa couldn't help but kiss her again.

After it was over, he still held her quietly in his arms.

The two chatted calmly, not deliberately looking for a topic, so the topic naturally jumped.

"Mr. Hirakawa, why did it take so long to arrive?" Shiori Shinohara, reaching out and wiping the saliva from the side of her face.

"For a long time?"

"Hmm."

"Students who have registered will come up after they have registered."

"Hmm."

「……」

「……」

"Shiori is going to start practicing." Shiori Shinohara rubbed her hand against Tetsufumi Hiragawa.

Tetsufumi Hirakawa didn't care, reached out and grabbed Shiori Shinohara's cheek, his thumb sunken in, and then leaned down and kissed her on the lips again.

"Wait."

「……」

——

The practice began after ten minutes.

After all, it's just a few days away from the Tokyo Metropolitan Championship, and the time is also getting closer to the national competition in October.

Shiori Shinohara finished arranging her shirt with a red face, tucked her long hair behind her ears, took the trumpet, and left Tetsufumi Hirakawa's arms, and the sound of the eldest lady's blowing resounded on the rooftop that had been quiet for a long time.

Tetsufumi Hirakawa was on the side, watching and listening as he did in the wind club practice in the past. It's just that it's just him and Shiori Shinohara here, and no one else.

He could look at the girl to his heart's content, be by her side, hold her body while he was resting, kiss her seductive lips, and feel the softness.

Everything is indeed going on like a dream.

……

It's noon.

Tetsufumi Hirakawa and Shiori Shinohara return to the shadow of the wall by the rooftop gate.

Because he was tired from standing all morning, Tetsufumi Hirakawa sat on the ground, leaned against the wall, and stretched out his legs.

The maiden sat on his lap and leaned against him.

"Hirakawa-sensei."

"Hmm."

"It's time for lunch." Shiori Shinohara glanced at the arm around her waist.

"Hmm." Tetsufumi Hirakawa responded, but there was no sign of loosening.

"Shiori made it herself."

"Hmm."

"Don't you look forward to it?"

"Of course not." Tetsufumi Hirakawa shook his head.

"What's that?"

「……」

Taste Shiori before tasting Shiori's lunch - in this kiss that suddenly began again, Shiori Shinohara felt such a message.

She closed her eyes and responded.

……

"It's going to be like yesterday again, and it's been an hour for lunch."

"It's okay, there's a lot of time today."

「……」

「……」

"What's wrong?"

Tetsufumi Hirakawa felt Shiori's gaze.

Then, in his line of sight, the vision ahead was almost entirely occupied by the delicate face of the girl.

Her lips were less than a few millimeters from the edge of his mouth, and they kept touching as she spoke.

"It's a good thing, but Mr. Hirakawa is really different today than yesterday."

"Really?"

Tetsufumi Hirakawa couldn't help but kiss it and asked.

"Hmm."

"How is it different?"

"Hmm......" Miss Shinohara-sama pondered for a moment, "more clingy?"

"Hmm......" Tetsufumi Hirakawa thought for a moment, and finally nodded, "It seems to be."

"Why?"

And in the girl's questioning sight, Tetsufumi Hirakawa hugged her tightly.

The blazing heat was transmitted between the two.

After a long time, he answered Shiori Shinohara's question.

"I don't seem to be able to live without Shiori—I feel that way."

「…… Is it now?"

"What?" Tetsufumi Hirakawa raised his face and looked at Shiori Shinohara.

The smile on the corner of the girl's mouth was hot and haunting.

This time, she hugged him tightly.

She whispered in his ear, the air tickling his ears.

"Shiori can't do without you for a long time."

「……」

「……」

"Hmm."

Tetsufumi Hirakawa also hugged her tighter again.

The two embraced in a quiet atmosphere, as if indulging in a dream that they didn't want to wake up.

……

But no matter what, you have to be sober.

"Hirakawa-sensei."

"What's wrong?"

"I can understand that Hirakawa-sensei doesn't want to leave Shiori, but please let Shiori leave."

"What?"

"Lunch."

"Oh." Tetsufumi Hirakawa remembered that he was going to have lunch, and he let go of his hand.

Shiori Shinohara also let go of her hand, got up from Tetsufumi Hirakawa's lap, and skillfully arranged her shirt, checkered skirt, and long hair.

After that, the door to the rooftop was opened.

"Hirakawa-sensei, please wait for Shiori for a few minutes."

"Hmm."

……

A few minutes passed quickly, and the figure of the girl reappeared on the rooftop.

She walked over, handed the lunch box to Tetsufumi Hirakawa, pressed the hem of the checkered skirt, and sat down on Tetsufumi Hirakawa's lap as a matter of course.

"I'm back."

"Hmm."

The way the two say hello is by kissing.

But this time it's just a touch.

The two sat quietly on their rooftop, having lunch.

"How's Shiori's cooking?"

"I've already experienced Shiori's love." Tetsufumi Hirakawa answers this question with subtle expressions.

The girl glanced at him disapprovingly.

The A class in the home economics class is really just on paper, and the cooking skills of the eldest lady who have not been trained in actual combat can only be said to be edible.

——

After the lunch time, it was time for the afternoon practice.

Shiori Shinohara, who had been sitting in Tetsufumi Hirakawa's arms for an unknown amount of time, decided to start practicing.

"Hirakawa-sensei, Shiori is about to start practicing."

「……」

There is a haunting aura in the silence.

"Don't you want to?"

Tetsufumi Hirakawa is still holding the girl in his arms, and his intoxicating body is so soft that he doesn't want to let go.

"Just practice, right?"

「……」

Wayward requirements.

It's just that the eldest lady is also a willful person.

……

Tetsufumi Hirakawa hugged Shiori Shinohara and did not move or speak.

Shiori Shinohara, who holds the trumpet, sits on the lap of the teacher behind her, leans against him, and blows the melody.

In front of you, the summer sun turns especially bright after noon, dyeing most of the rooftop in gold. Below, there is also the same melody, vaguely in harmony.

This is how the afternoon practice began.

The fingers skillfully press down on the trumpet's piston, and the melody practiced countless times can be played instinctively without even thinking about it.

Although it is distracted, it does not affect the melodic sound.

Shiori Shinohara is indeed distracted, thinking about it.

She was thinking about everything that had happened in the past few days, and everything that had happened to the teacher behind her.

From that night's festival began, the last decision, and then, from that kiss, as her Hirakawa-sensei said, everything was like a dream.

In fact, she didn't understand what was going on either.

That last refusal, the firm look has made people lose any hope.

However, doing nothing and giving up like this is definitely not her character.

So, when the fireworks were at the top, she finally launched a final offensive.

Although, from confessions, holding hands, hugging, kissing...... Everything is going on slowly like this, which is the love that Shiori Shinohara is most looking forward to.

But there was not much time left, the teacher had already made a final refusal, and it was too late for her to do something about it.

So she kissed it.

She hoped to succeed, but she didn't expect it to be so successful.

"It's like a dream, indeed."

But it doesn't matter, such dreams are exactly what she wants, just don't wake up.

She hopes that this teacher can work with her to continue this dream-like reality.

"Just keep it going."

……

The sound of blowing continued until it stopped, and Shiori Shinohara retracted her thoughts.

She turned around.

"Hirakawa Old ......"

The voice of the mouth gradually became quieter, and there was no sound.

Behind her was the teacher, leaning against the wall, eyes closed, breathing steadily.

He fell asleep.

「……」

「……」

Couldn't help but laugh and put it away again, Shiori Shinohara leaned down and gently left a kiss on his mouth.

These days are indeed ridiculous like a dream, and they don't know how many times they have kissed each other, like a couple in love.

However, they never made their relationship clear.

Teachers and students, couples?

Don't think too much about dreams.

Shiori Shinohara got up, walked a little farther away, and began to practice.

……

When Tetsufumi Hirakawa woke up, his back hurt.

Sleeping against a wall, naturally, will be like this.

Glancing back at the wall he was leaning on, Tetsufumi Hirakawa helped it to its feet.

"Hirakawa-sensei."

Shiori Shinohara, who was not far away, had already noticed him and walked over.

"Shiori."

"Awake?"

"Hmm."

"Can you fall asleep while holding Shiori?"

「…… I didn't sleep well last night."

"Huh?"

Tetsufumi Hirakawa took the girl who naturally leaned on him into his arms.

"I was looking forward to today, so I didn't sleep well."

「……」

"Laughing at something." Tetsufumi Hirakawa kissed the girl.

"There's still a lot of time to come, Hirakawa-sensei."

「……」

"I practice a few days a week."

"Yes." Tetsufumi Hirakawa nodded, "We can always be together."

"Hmm."

"If I had come to school during Ogasa-sensei's attendance time, would I have been able to stay with us longer?"

「…… Shiori can't come to school every day, Hirakawa-sensei."

「…… Hmm."

"Disappointed?"

"Sort of."

"But this week is okay."

"Is that okay?" Tetsufumi Hirakawa was a little surprised.

"yes, that's okay." Shiori Shinohara kissed him.

There was no more talking, and the two kissed quietly.

……

However, everything agreed did not come as promised.

Not long after, on Thursday evening, Tetsufumi Hirakawa met Moshu Kuda.

So, the dream woke up.

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Chapter 204: Free Reading When I Wake Up from a Dream.