I'm tired, break up

Hiratsuka sat quietly on the portable table and chair set made of cloth and steel frame and looked around.

They had already arrived at the grass in the downtown park at this time. Two high-power desk lamps that had been fully charged in advance illuminated the surroundings. Lavender mosquito repellent lamp.

The set of tables and chairs they are sitting on was borrowed from a ramen shop. At that time, the bear-like boss was so enthusiastic that he even wanted to help them all the way to the park.

Fujiwara Yuki did not lie, he was indeed fully prepared.

But for Mr. Hiratsuka, such a situation is the most terrifying!According to her understanding of Fujiwara Yuki, this guy is horribly indifferent to lovers and women other than his lover candidates, and it is impossible for him to make such sufficient preparations for mere make-up lessons.

Obviously, Fujiwara Yuki, the pervert, has selected his lamb as the target of predation.

Be sure to protect Yishi!

Hiratsuka-sensei silently clenched his hand under the table into a fist.

But

"Guru--"

I'm so hungry.

Hiratsuka-sensei let go of her fists and rubbed her stomach. Looking around the cold and empty park, she suddenly remembered her untouched large bowl of char siew ramen, and couldn't help but sigh secretly.

In order to prevent the tiger from eating the lamb, let's eat as soon as we are hungry.

Compared with ramen, the safety of students is more important.

At this time, a sliding sound came from the right side abruptly, and something was pushed in front of him.

Shizuka Hiratsuka looked to the right suspiciously. It was Yuki Fujiwara. He had already put the mosquito repellent lamp on and was about to sit down next to her.

"Fujiwara, why did you sit next to me?" She had an inexplicable feeling that something was wrong. According to the habit of this lewd tiger, shouldn't she keep moving towards the target at this time?

"The teacher won't allow me to sit next to Isshiki, right?" Fujiwara Shiki said calmly, "Instead of wasting time arguing with you, teacher, over such a trivial matter, it's better to do it according to your wishes from the beginning."

Is it true that Isshiki was eyeing him?Shizuka Hiratsuka thought with a blank expression.

"By the way, does Hiratsuka-sensei want to eat?"

Hiratsuka Shizuka's eyes fell, and only then did he notice that there was an extra household lunch box in front of him. The translucent lid was covered by the floating white mist, making it impossible to see the inside clearly.

"what is this?"

"Pork chop rice with egg, I made it myself." Fujiwara Yuki reached out to open the box, and handed over a pair of bamboo chopsticks. "Please use."

"Oh?" Hiratsuka-sensei took the chopsticks, casually picked up a piece of pork chop and put it in his mouth.

"crunch-"

The tenderness of the tonkatsu made Mr. Hiratsuka's eyes widen.

"Great taste!" After a short chew, Mr. Hiratsuka gave Fujiwara a thumbs up. She is a well-known critic of this high-calorie delicacy, but the taste of this fried pork cutlet still made her unable to bear it. Live in admiration.

Fujiwara nodded, took out a thermos cup, poured a cup of hot tea and handed it over. "Even better served with hot tea."

Hiratsuka-sensei took the hot tea and blew on it gently. "Hey, Fujiwara, it took you a lot of thought to make this bento, didn't it?"

"Yes." Fujiwara nodded. "It was specially made for a girl."

"Oh! That's it! Then I'll be rude!" Hiratsuka-sensei raised her eyebrows, and then deliberately looked at Yishiyu. She was still worried that the lamb would be eaten up by the tiger, and she didn't realize it. Danger is close at hand. "Isshiki, the teacher ate the bento that Fujiwara carefully prepared for you, is it okay?"

One color feather smiled and waved his hand.

The parties had no objections, so Mr. Hiratsuka enjoyed the care of his students without any psychological burden. He sipped hot tea and rice, and his eyes almost narrowed with satisfaction.

——My lovely Hiratsuka-sensei, senpai bought me ramen before coming here, why do you think that bento was made for me?

Isshiroha's shoulders were slumped, and she glanced at Yuki Fujiwara's position, and found that the scumbag senior was staring at Mr. Hiratsuka, who was buried in the lunch box. Can't help sighing.

——Eating the meal of this scumbag senior, but there is a price to pay.

"Isshiki, what are you looking at?"

A calm voice suddenly rang in her ears, and Yi Caiyu was so frightened that she shivered, she raised her head, and met a pair of indifferent and emotionless eyes, like the eyes of a demon.

The devil put a schoolbag in front of the girl and whispered: "Take out the book, you should study."

"Ah! Satisfied and satisfied!"

Teacher Hiratsuka sighed and leaned back suddenly. She leaned on the back of the chair, looked at the boundless starry sky above her head, and listened to the buzzing of insects in her ears. .

What a perfect day today!

The weather was fine, the school was calm, the scumbag students didn't cause any trouble, and he even protected a poor girl who was almost victimized, and tasted the best food beyond imagination!

——Ah, ah, a fulfilling life, indeed, good people will be rewarded.

Hiratsuka-sensei, who is full and full, thinks happily.

"Mr. Hiratsuka, please keep your voice down. Isshiki still has a few questions to solve." Fujiwara Shiki who was on the side reminded him with a blank expression.

Hiratsuka-sensei stopped feeling emotional, turned her head to look at Fujiwara Yuki, and found that the scumbag student was staring at her with strange eyes, but Hiratsuka-sensei didn't care, she automatically made up the gloomy hostility in that look.

Heh heh heh, you're upset, you really are upset, right?After all, the date that had done so much preparation work was messed up by someone, and even the carefully made bento was eaten by unrelated people.

This is the price you have to pay for throwing yourself into darkness and choosing to become a scumbag!my student!

Mr. Hiratsuka, the partner of justice, wins!

"Fujiwara, if you decide to open a restaurant in the future, you must remember to inform me, and I will go to support you." Hiratsuka-sensei patted Fujiwara Yuki's shoulder, and asked half-sentimentally and half-perplexedly: "But then why is that You guys have such good cooking skills?"

"Men who can cook tend to get higher evaluations from girls." Fujiwara Shiki looked back and said very naturally: "For a person like me, cooking is equivalent to a warrior's martial arts. Naturally, the more powerful you are The better."

"You are honest." Shizuka Hiratsuka handed the empty teacup to Yuki Fujiwara, motioning for another cup of hot tea. "But generally speaking, in order to maintain their image, normal boys here will say that they are working hard to practice cooking in order to live independently, right?"

"I don't like lying, because the love cheated by lies is worthless." Fujiwara Shiki brought hot tea, and his tone suddenly changed a little, like an old professor in a university talking to a student. "I hope you, teacher, can remember this too."

"Stinky boy! Don't talk to me in such a teaching tone, I am the teacher." Mr. Hiratsuka retorted with some displeasure.

"I believe in masters as teachers." Fujiwara pushed his glasses. "And as far as I know, the teacher's emotional experience should still be blank?"

Hiratsuka-sensei's face darkened immediately. "Hey! Fujiwara, if you poke someone's wound casually, you will be beaten."

"I think maintaining purity is something to be proud of, but since the teacher doesn't like being mentioned these things, then I apologize to you." Fujiwara Yuki bowed his head to Mr. Hiratsuka. "Sorry."

"You can talk." He lowered his head so quickly, but Hiratsuka-sensei's expression froze, and he felt that he was the one who made trouble out of no reason, so he had no choice but to dismiss this conversation.

"Speaking of which, doesn't the teacher want to find a boyfriend?" Fujiwara pushed his glasses and asked seemingly casually.

"Of course I want to, but you can't just find something like a boyfriend." Mr. Hiratsuka scratched his head, a little embarrassed. "However, I have a blind date meeting on Friday and am going to attend. I hope I can gain something."

"Oh."

Isshiroyu lowered her head and silently moved her chair back. As a wingman and a bystander, she witnessed with her own eyes that the scumbag easily wiped out Mr. Hiratsuka's relationship history (although there are some Hiratsuka-sensei's emotional experience is too rare) but there is no such horrible scene that arouses the slightest suspicion. I can't help but feel chills in my heart. I just feel that under the paralyzed face is not a human being, but black mud bubbling with "guru guru" .

But why is it Hiratsuka-sensei?

"Senior, I can't solve this problem." Thinking of this, Yi Caiyu suddenly raised his hand.

Fujiwara stopped talking with Hiratsuka Shizuka, turned around and looked at Isshiroba. "Which question is it?"

Yi Caiyu scanned the book, and casually pointed to a problem that he hadn't solved yet.

Fujiwara Yuki glanced down, but he didn't speak directly like when he was giving pointers just now. Instead, he got up and came to Isshiki Yu's side. The two of them got very close in an instant, making Miss Wingman feel inexplicably uncomfortable.

And just when Isshiki Yu felt flustered in his heart, Fujiwara Yuki suddenly took the pen in Isshiki's hand, wrote and drew on the paper, and made a problem-solving form.

But he didn't write down the answer, but wrote a line of small characters on the paper - "Isshiki, I told you about this question yesterday."

"Really?" Yi Caiyu laughed twice, and said in a low voice, "I, I didn't remember."

"You are very smart, and I have confidence in my teaching, so I don't believe what you just said is the truth." Fujiwara Zhi continued: "Tell me, what can you do with me?"

Hello!That unreasonable paralyzed face is really a fake! ?You actually know the world very well, right? ?

Yishiyu complained loudly in his heart.

"It's just a little strange." Isshiroba looked around, noticed that Mr. Hiratsuka was not looking at this side, and then asked in a low voice: "Senior, what exactly are you trying to do?"

"As you can see, I am understanding the basic information of the target of the attack, and trying to build a good relationship with the target of the attack."

If you keep silent and writing to respond, it will arouse Hiratsuka Shizuka's suspicion, so this time Fujiwara Yuki also lowered his voice to answer, but his hands were not idle, he wrote down Hiratsuka-sensei's name under Isshiki's helpless gaze, He also conveniently drew a plump and round peach heart around "Hiratsuka Shizuka", with skillful techniques and without stagnation, it looks like an old scumbag at first glance.

"Senior, isn't the target of Yukinoshita-senpai so!?"

Fujiwara stopped his hand, and he glanced at Isshiki. "Why do you think Yukinoshita is my target?"

"Because because" Isiroyu opened her mouth, she remembered what she saw and heard in the abandoned classroom yesterday, the tacit understanding between the boy and the girl was surprising. "Because senior and Yukinoshita-senpai seem to be in good harmony, and senior even gave Yukinoshita-senpai a gift."

She originally thought that Fujiwara-senpai wanted her to help attack that Yukinoshita, so she agreed to be a wingman and agreed so happily. After all, the atmosphere between the two people was so obvious that outsiders could tell it was a bitter love story of lovesickness. .

"Cooperating doesn't mean we will become lovers." Fujiwara Yuki said lightly, "Yukishita has always hated me. I did something that she couldn't forgive. I gave gifts just to dispel it." Her resentment towards me, but it seems to have no effect so far."

"But, but Hiratsuka-sensei said 'Even if the entire Sobu High School hates senpai, Yukinoshita-senpai will still take senpai in'."

Fujiwara was silent for a moment. "Her willingness to take me in has nothing to do with her resentment against me."

Seeing that his expression became more indifferent during the conversation, Yishi understood that the senior scumbag didn't want to get entangled in this topic, so he changed the subject. "But why Hiratsuka-sensei?"

"Ms. Hiratsuka has a good personality and is also very beautiful. Although she can be violent at times, this is also considered cute." Shiki Fujiwara said as a matter of course, "It's a boy who should like it, right?"

Isshiki Yu looked at Fujiwara Yuki and frowned, she could feel that the scumbag senior wasn't telling her the truth.

"Hey, Fujiwara, when is your next tutoring session?" Hiratsuka-sensei asked suddenly, startling Ishiroha.

"It was originally planned to be tomorrow." Fujiwara Shizuki crossed out the three words Hiratsuka Shizuka on Isshikiha's draft paper, got up and said lightly: "But since the teacher just told me a very precious information , then this Friday night."

Hiratsuka-sensei, who was leaning on her back, froze for a moment, she straightened up suddenly, and then felt a burst of anger rushing straight to her forehead, and the last bit of doubt was swept away.

I see!I see!No wonder this scumbag student suddenly took advantage of his boyfriend to get close to him. It turned out that he wanted to find time to drive him away so that he could be alone with Yi Caiyu!

"Don't even think about it! At worst, I won't go!" Hiratsuka-sensei slapped the table and showed his fist at Fujiwara Yuki. "Fujiwara, you must call me on Friday! Do you understand!?"

Fujiwara Yuki was silent for a while, as if he was struggling, until finally he reluctantly nodded and said, "I see."

Hiratsuka-sensei nodded in satisfaction, and slowly sat back like a victorious general.

"Wait a minute! Hiratsuka-sensei! I have something very important to tell you!"

Yishishiyu grabbed the draft paper in front of her, showing death-defying eyes. If the goal of the scumbag senior is not Yukinoshita-senpai, then she can't just watch the nice Mr. Hiratsuka being killed by the scumbag senior. To the scourge.

At that moment, Fujiwara Yuki's gaze suddenly swung over. He looked down at Ishiroha, took out his cell phone expressionlessly, placed it under the table where Hiratsuka-sensei couldn't see, and clicked The screen turns on.

Isshiki's eyes were good, and she clearly saw the content on the screen, which was a string of numbers and a name.

——Hayama Hayato.

The light from the incandescent lamp slanted across Fujiwara Yuki's face, illuminating his eyes that had been hidden behind plain glasses—they seemed to be filled with thunder.

"??? Isshiki? What are you going to say?"

"It's nothing, I, I want Hiratsuka-sensei to send me back."

Yi Caiyu couldn't help shrinking his neck.

Even if it's a senior scum, even if it's a senior scum

If it's Hiratsuka-sensei, there must be no problem, right?