Monday, the day of the moon.

The students in Class C of the third year of Hemu High School experienced an uneventful morning class as usual.

After the lunch break, Yuko-sensei, who has long curly flaxen hair, black-framed glasses, a close-fitting white shirt, and a short black skirt, appears.

The sluggish spirits of the male students were instantly lifted, and the English class they had been waiting for was finally here.

Teacher Yuko didn't wear black silk today, and her beautiful legs were white and translucent, and there was a slight pink on her knees and ankles.

Her appearance is not amazing, but she is a durable type, especially with a tear mole under her left eye, which looks charming.

"Starting this week, we're going to have home visits."

Teacher Yuko said softly, causing a cheer again.

Of course, most of it was the cheers of the male classmates.

The female students bowed their heads or played with their mobile phones, or their expressions were serious, taking it as a test of their families.

"I will randomly visit your classmates to observe your most real family situation, so don't spend money to hire those third-tier actors to deceive the teacher."

Yuko-sensei winked mischievously, and the students let out a burst of cheerful laughter, and the atmosphere in the class was quite lively.

Shirakawa had a vague premonition.

Yuko-sensei doesn't want to visit my home?

He raised his head slightly, just in time to meet the burning gaze of Yuko-sensei.

the groove.

Bai Chuan burst out of his heart with a sentence of national quintessence, bowed his head and pretended to read.

In the list of women who don't want to be contacted the most, Mrs. Suzume, Miko Ueo, and now there is a teacher Yuko.

Because the relationship between the original body and Yuko teacher is too close, Shirakawa's personality is obviously very different from the original body, and the more you get in touch, the more flaws will be exposed.

Maybe Yuko-sensei will ask "Who the hell are you?"

Compared to dealing with Teacher Yuko, Shirakawa still likes to get along with the simple Qianxue Meiyi, not only can he do tasks with his good feelings, but he can also eat and listen.

Buried lower than Shirakawa's head is Chiyuki Mei, and whenever she hears the word home visit, she wants to bury her head in the sand and pretend to be an ostrich.

When all the students were eager to try and hoped that Teacher Yuko would come to the house as a guest, only Shirakawa and Chiyuki Meiyi kept their heads down, which was particularly obvious, as if there were two depressions on the plain, which was very eye-catching.

"Qianxue-san."

Yuko-sensei suddenly spoke.

Chiyuki Meiyi's body trembled slightly, as if a faint electric current hit her, causing her body to be uncoordinated.

She looked up slowly, "Teacher." ”

Yuko-sensei smiled and said, "Are you not feeling well, do you want to go to the infirmary?" ”

Chiyuki Mei immediately shook her head.

Teacher Yuko looked at Shirakawa again, "Kuraki-kun, I'll go to your house at the first stop, please get ready." ”

The male classmates in the class all cast envious glances, but Bai Chuan felt a thorn in his back.

This is Murphy's theorem, what to be afraid of.

Shirakawa decided to go home early to clean up, at least to hide the diary that had not yet been destroyed.

Speaking of that diary, Shirakawa's original intention was to destroy it, but considering that it could become a key evidence to find out who was behind the scenes, he never touched it.

After school, Shirakawa took Chiyuki Mei and took a luxurious taxi back to the apartment.

Chiyuki Mei looked at Shirakawa nervously, "Need help?" ”

"Yes, let's clean up together."

Shirakawa didn't regard Chiyuki Mei as an outsider at all, and of course, he definitely wouldn't let her see that strange diary.

The two immediately began to clean up Shirakawa's kennel.

Shirakawa, who has been single for many years, lives in an environment where shoes and socks are thrown everywhere, pants and clothes cannot be distinguished, and cigarette butts and candy wrappers can be seen everywhere.

"Kuraki-kun, when did you learn to smoke?"

Qianxue Mei Yi wore an apron, dressed as a family girl, and picked up the cigarette butt on the ground.

"Ah, I tried a few times, but I couldn't smoke it, so I replaced it with chewing gum."

Shirakawa first collected the diary and hid it in the innermost layer of the closet, then picked up the broom and quickly cleaned up the instant noodle boxes and garbage on the ground.

The first time she came to Shirakawa's apartment, she had a unique feeling.

She had never seen such a dirty place, at least before.

She is like a curious baby, cleaning up and observing at the same time, as if she were studying some kind of novel animal habitation.

"It's a lot of letters, does Kuraki-kun still have the habit of writing letters?

Hey, it seems to be written to Yuko-sensei, so it can't be a love letter, right? ”

Qianxue Yayi didn't know where to put away a bunch of letters.

Even Shirakawa rummaged through the house before and didn't find it, but he didn't expect to be discovered by the careful Chiyuki Mei.

Shirakawa quickly took all the letters from Chiyuki Mei on the grounds of privacy.

Chiyuki Mei didn't mind either, and continued to help clean the house.

After about an hour, the apartment was brand new, at least 3 times as tidy as before.

"Today thanks to Mei Yi-san."

"Well, you're welcome, Kuraki-kun, then I'll go back first, and I'll have to prepare dinner."

"Okay, you don't have to prepare my share today."

Shirakawa said.

Qianxue Yayi bowed slightly, she understood that when she visited her home, she had to eat dinner with the teacher, unless the teacher had already eaten in advance, so she left 1002 silently.

Bai Chuan hurriedly took out the letters and opened them one by one, in this era, there is still a habit of writing letters, which is a very strange thing in itself.

Moreover, they are all letters that were written but not sent.

With apprehension, Shirakawa checked the contents of the letter......

- "Youko-sensei, you are probably the only one in this world who can understand me, and I don't know why, when I encounter problems, I always want to ask for your opinion, if it were you, you would definitely be able to help me make the best choice, right?" ……”

"Some people are as bright as the stars, untouchable but always unforgettable.

Mrs. Ueo is such a person, I have seen with my own eyes that she invited the homeless man home for dinner, and she was really kind.

Kind, gentle, talented, but often fall into a melancholy mood, like a lilac that relieves sorrow.

I would love to get close to her, to enter her world, to protect her......

But I pursued her for a year, but she only regarded me as a child, and didn't even want her daughter to know me.

Probably she and I will never have an ending, and everything I do can only move me in the end.

For this relationship, it ended without a problem, or it has always been my wishful thinking...

Even though I had a great time with her and she taught me a lot of writing skills, we never seemed to be able to go further than fiction.

She probably won't love me, will she? Even if I remember all her preferences, remember every important moment of her, read every one of her books, understand her every emotion, and understand every look in her eyes.

But she still won't accept me, and after a year, she is still a transparent person by her side.

She is so dazzling, and I am so humble, let's forget each other......

Yuko-sensei, if it were you, you wouldn't be so cruel to me, would you? ”