The summer sunset does not set so quickly, and in the evening, it is still a brilliant gold, with light and heat.

When Tetsufumi Hirakawa opened the door, he was submerged in the oblique sunlight.

It's just that in what should be the blazing sun...... When he saw the person in front of him, he did suddenly feel the coldness in front of him.

It was like standing in an ice field, shivering with cold.

"How's it going?"

The female teacher standing in front of her, the familiar gentle female teacher, had a warm smile on her side face under the reflection of the golden light.

「……」

"Actually, I went to school today because of some things, and I wanted to do a surprise check to see if Mr. Hirakawa was serious about his work, and I asked the students of the wind club that they didn't know where you were."

「……」

"So, did Hirakawa-sensei hide and be lazy when he was in the wind club? It's not okay to be so serious about your work."

「……」

"I didn't reply to the LINE message...... I'll go about my own business first."

「……」

"After that, after the matter was done, it seemed that it was indeed a long time since I saw Mr. Hirakawa, so I stopped by to take a look."

「……」

"How?"

「……」

"Huh? Hirakawa-sensei? What's wrong with you?"

「……」

After a long silence, a look of concern appeared on the face of the female teacher in front of her, and she blinked her eyes and looked at his face carefully.

"Mr. Hirakawa's face doesn't seem to be very good, what's wrong?"

「…… Nope."

Tetsufumi Hirakawa tried his best to respond to this sound.

「……」

Dreams are just dreams, they are as fragile as bubbles, they only need a little touch of external force, they can be broken when they are poked, and they break suddenly.

Just like that night, the night of the festival with mysterious magic, in the girl's kiss, Tetsufumi Hirakawa fell into a dream so abruptly and indulged in it.

And today, at the moment when Tetsufumi Hirakawa saw Moshu Kuda, the dream woke up like this, just as suddenly.

The mysterious magic dissipated in an instant, dissipated completely, and disappeared without a trace.

In my mind, memories of being deliberately simulated by dreams began to emerge.

Standing in front of him, Mr. Kuda, a gentle female teacher, he and her, have an agreement about birthdays, about August 20.

"On August 20th, let's confess to Mr. Kuda."

I still remember the decision he made in his heart on the night of his birthday.

And yet now......

Tetsufumi Hirakawa looked at Maki Kuda.

At this moment, her face is in the sunset, in the warm colors, just like that night, she is holding a birthday cake, and her beautiful face is hidden in the candlelight.

「……」

"Are you really okay?"

She leaned closer in front of him, scrutinizing his face carefully and earnestly.

「…… No, it's fine."

"Really?" Female teachers will be skeptical.

"Hmm." Tetsufumi Hirakawa nodded.

"Okay." Kuda didn't think too much about it, and when she heard Tetsufumi Hirakawa confirm that she was okay, she smiled again.

"Then Mr. Hirakawa, I'm stopping by to see you, are you going to talk to me at the door like this?" The gentle smile, as in the past, has not changed when the two get along.

"......" Tetsufumi Hirakawa felt that he couldn't breathe anymore and couldn't speak.

"Huh?" Kuda Moki tilted her head.

「…… Mr. Kuda, please come in."

Kuda Moshu straightened his head and came back, "Okay, then I'll disturb Mr. Hirakawa."

「…… Hmm."

……

……

The distance from the entrance to the living room was only a few steps, but Tetsufumi Hirakawa couldn't remember how he got in.

He walked ahead, only to feel that his body was so heavy that he had to shake and fall down when he walked.

Everything in front of the field of vision is clearly clear, but it seems to be a lake.

Every step I take, I feel like I have consumed a huge amount of physical strength.

He led Hinata to the living room, where he stood on the back of the sofa and tried his best to smile a little.

"Kuda-sensei, sit down first, I'll go to the bathroom."

"yes, okay."

Kuda Moshu didn't pay attention to him, and on the sofa beside her, the white cat lay lazily.

"Hello, your name is ...... Michael, right?"

「……」

The voice behind him was quickly cut off from Tetsufumi Hirakawa's ears, and he walked to the bathroom step by step, walked in, and closed the door.

……

……

I woke up from a dream.

Tetsufumi Hirakawa held the sink with both hands, looking at him in the mirror, his face was pale, as pale as a serious illness, as if he hadn't slept for several days.

He turned on the faucet, and in the sound of the water, he took a handful of water and threw it in his face.

The cold touch, Tetsufumi Hirakawa's mind, recalls the past few days, will think of everything in the past few days, and a young girl, his student, Shiori Shinohara.

Everything like a dream.

Dreams are naturally absurd, illogical, and irrational.

In the dream, he is also absurd, illogical, and irrational.

It was as if he had forgotten everything, his agreement with Mr. Kuda, his responsibilities as a teacher, his goals, and the expectations that the teacher expected of him.

He forgets everything and indulges in dreams, indulging in the soft kisses of his student, Shiori Shinohara.

Go to festivals together, meet in front of you at home, say hello with kisses, stay together on the rooftop at school, hug and kiss in places that the rest of the students can't see, practice with her, and eat with her.

Such a natural and natural thing in a dream, but after waking up at this moment, it seems so ...... Absurd.

And the one who did this kind of thing was him...... But Tetsufumi Hirakawa felt that it wasn't him.

Although nothing in his memory could be faked, he did it.

But...... Is this really what he did?

Memories clash with ideas.

Tetsufumi Hirakawa would not have done such a thing.

The two generations of teachers, with that teacher, made a pact to be as good a teacher as she was.

There is also an agreement with Mr. Kuda, the words of confession have been rehearsed in my mind I don't know how many times, and he is also looking forward to the day of August 20.

But now, what's really going on?

Why was he able to forget all the promises? Why was he able to forget his duty as a teacher for several years and do such a thing with his students, Shiori Shinohara?

Obviously, he always believed in his duty as a teacher, and when he rejected Shiori Shinohara, he did not hesitate in his heart, he clearly and firmly knew that he was a teacher.

But in the end......

Why?

Tetsufumi Hirakawa didn't know.

It all felt like a dream, as illusory as a dream.

He hoped it was a dream.

But it's not.

The faucet that I forgot to turn off, and the rattling of the water filled the pool, which also brought Tetsufumi Hirakawa's thoughts back to reality from his memories.

Reality is inescapable.

He turned off the faucet and pulled his phone out of his pocket.

「……」

After the phone is unlocked, what jumps into his eyes is the chat history between him and Shiori Shinohara.

Shiori: [Mr. Hirakawa]

Hirakawa: [What's wrong]

Shiori: [Shiori misses you]

Hirakawa: [Hmm...... If memory serves, it's only been a long time since we separated.]

Shiori: [What about you? 】

Hirakawa: [Although in fact I also want to write poetry, yes]

Shiori: [chuckles.jpg]

Shiori: [Okay]

Shiori: [Mr. Hirakawa, what would you like to eat tomorrow?] 】

Shiori: [The eldest lady of the Shinohara family cooks for you herself]

Hirakawa: [......]

Hirakawa: [Shiori, I have to point out that whether a dish is delicious or not is not linked to the identity of the person who made it]

Shiori: [What does Hirakawa-sensei mean? 】

Hirakawa: [Wait]

Shiori: [Huh? 】

Shiori: [Is Mr. Hirakawa gone?] 】

「……」

This chat took place before Kuda Moki knocked on his door, and after that, the chat came to an abrupt end because of the arrival of the female teacher.

However, as he opened the interface, the status of the last few messages sent to him by Shiori Shinohara changed to read.

The girl knew he had read the news.

A new message popped up on the phone.

Shiori: [Hirakawa-sensei is back?] 】

Shiori: [Did something happen?] 】

「……」

Tetsufumi Hirakawa stared at the newly popped message on the screen, staring at his chat with Shiori Shinohara.

He still remembered everything that had happened with the girl, and the memory did not dissipate with the dissipation of the dream, but was very clear.

He clearly remembered the touch of the girl's body, the softness of her lips, the sweetness of kissing her, all of them.

He also told her that he couldn't live without her.

「……」

Tetsufumi Hirakawa looked at the phone in his hand, the screen was trembling slightly, and he didn't know what to do.

He was a teacher in his last life, and he is still after his first life.

The profession of teacher is of great significance to him, and the duty of teaching and educating people is very sacred in his eyes.

But now he did defile it with his own hands.

He wanted to escape, but the constant vibration of the message in his hand reminded him that he couldn't escape.

And, in the living room, the voice of the female teacher's inquiry.

"Mr. Hirakawa, why has it been so long?"

「……」

He looked at the bathroom door and then at the phone screen.

At this moment, he felt his stomach twist together and shrink into a ball.

He crouched down as if he had lost his strength, and with what little strength he had left, he answered the door.

Then, a final message was sent to Shiori Shinohara.

Hirakawa: [I'll talk about it later]

Shiori Shinohara replied in seconds.

Shiori: [Well, okay]

He didn't have the strength to look anymore, he exited the chat interface, pressed the phone, and threw it on the ground, his hand covering his abdomen.

There was a twitching pain in his stomach.

……

……

When the bathroom door was first opened, Kuda Moki was still smiling, stroking Michael who was obediently lying on her lap.

However, after glancing back at Tetsufumi Hirakawa, the smile on her face immediately disappeared.

She hurriedly put Michael aside, stood up, and hurried to his side with "stomping" steps.

"Huh——? Hirakawa-sensei? What happened to you? Are you alright?"

I saw that Tetsufumi Hirakawa's face was pale, with sweat on his forehead, his hand covering his left abdomen, and his steps seemed to be a little unsteady.

Kuda Moshu hurriedly supported him.

"Are you feeling unwell? Sit down, shall we?"

「……」

Tetsufumi Hirakawa didn't say a word, and with the support of Hinata Moshu, he slowly walked to the edge of the sofa step by step and sat down.

"How's it going?" Kuda Moki stood beside him, leaning over his ear because of this sudden situation, anxiously asking about his condition.

「……」

"Is it a stomach ache?" Kuda Moki noticed the position of Tetsufumi Hirakawa's hand.

「…… Hmm." Tetsufumi Hirakawa answered softly.

"Is there hot water in that house?"

「…… Hmm."

"I'll get you a drink."

「…… Well, thanks – in the kitchen."

「……」

It's not time to be polite, Kuda Moshu has already straightened up and walked quickly to the kitchen.

Pour a glass of water and come back shortly after.

"Mr. Hirakawa, the water is coming."

"Hmm."

Tetsufumi Hirakawa raised his face slightly, then reached out and took the cup from Kuda Moshu's hand.

"It won't burn."

"Hmm."

When you take it, the cup is warm and the temperature is just right.

"Gollum."

Tetsufumi Hirakawa drank half a glass of water, and the warm water slid down the esophagus towards the stomach and downward.

"How's it going?" Kuda asked.

Tetsufumi Hiragawa with a pale face held the water glass in his hand and tried to smile a little.

"I'm sorry for the trouble, Mr. Kuda."

"How can it be troublesome. Also, what happened to Mr. Hiragawa? Do I need to see a doctor?"

"Nope. No need." Tetsufumi Hirakawa shook his head and put half a cup of hot water on the coffee table in front of him, "Just let me take a break."

"This ......"

"It's okay, don't worry. It's just that I need to think about something. Can I ask Mr. Kuda to wait a minute?"

「…… Hmm."

……

……

The minutes passed in the quiet living room.

Kuda Moki sat on the side, looking worriedly at Tetsufumi Hirakawa, who was elbowed on his knees, his head always down, and his face was buried.

It's been half an hour.

During this time he drank half a glass of water, and she took another one for him, and then nothing else.

In this way, he remained motionless, thinking about something.

Thinking about what? Is something wrong?

Hinata Moki didn't know.

The sun was setting over the skyline, the light was dimming, and the living room was darkening.

Kuda Moshu stepped aside lightly and turned on a small light.

When she walked back, she saw that Tetsufumi Hirakawa had already raised his head.

"Hirakawa-sensei?"

She paused in her footsteps, stepped forward again, and sat down on the couch next to her, her worried eyes sweeping over him.

"How's it going?"

Tetsufumi Hirakawa's face was still a little pale, but it was a little better.

"It's okay, my stomach doesn't hurt anymore, thank you Kuda-sensei." The voice of the speech is particularly soft.

"You're welcome, it's just ......" Kuda Moshu hesitated for a moment and asked, "Is it because something happened to Hirakawa-sensei?"

「…… Hmm."

"If only I could help......

"I'm sorry, I probably can't tell Mr. Kuda."

"Oh, don't be sorry."

"Hmm."

「……」

「……」

"What Hirakawa-sensei just said, I need to think about it...... Is there a result?"

The corners of Tetsufumi Hirakawa's mouth are indescribable smiles, slightly bitter.

"This kind of thing...... It may not be something that can be figured out in a short period of time."

"This ......"

"But then, I'll probably have to leave here for a while."

「…… Get out of here?" Kuda Moshu didn't understand.

"Well, get out of here." Tetsufumi Hirakawa nodded, and then he turned his head to look inside his home.

At the position of the doorway, I stay slightly.

He still remembers that there, he and Shiori Shinohara greeted each other with a kiss, and was seen by a passing junior high school student, who covered the door.

My stomach hurts a little again.

Tetsufumi Hirakawa retracted his gaze and continued, speaking again.

"I want to get out of here, out of Tokyo for a while."

「……」

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Chapter 205: Free to read when you wake up from a dream.