I'm tired, break up

Fujiwara Yuki is indeed a scumbag!

Yishiyu glanced at the notebook under his arm, and once again confirmed this conclusion in his heart.

At the bottom of the exercise book, there are three lines of small characters written in print, with neat handwriting and clear strokes.

Isshiki, if everything goes well, when you see this, I, Hiratsuka-sensei, should be in a state of silence

I need you to make a sound now to break this state and attract Hiratsuka-sensei's attention

Then, ask Hiratsuka-sensei to start a conversation, and turn the topic to "teacher's boyfriend"

When Ishiroha asked Mr. Hiratsuka that taboo question according to Fujiwara Yuki's instructions, the reliable and heroic big sister Shizuka Hiratsuka disappeared, replaced by——

"Yeah, I'm an unwelcome person." Hiratsuka-sensei hugged his knees with both hands, curled up on the chair, his eyes were extremely empty. "I should have understood, I should have understood that the opposite sex will never take the initiative to sit next to colleagues at dinner parties. I am alone, I have never received a love letter since I grew up, but the wedding invitations from my friends keep coming one after another.”

Hello!Who is this person who is clearly in despair but refuses to give up hope?The little match girl?

A color feather thought secretly.

"Ms. Hiratsuka, I didn't mean that, I meant"

"It's okay, just laugh if you want, Isshiki, I won't be angry." Hiratsuka-sensei looked at Isshiroha, her tone was erratic, like a ghost. "It's okay, it's a matter of course for a woman who is almost 30 years old but hasn't had a relationship with anyone to be laughed at."

"No, there's no such thing, I never thought of laughing at the teacher, and the teacher is still very young."

Isshiro Hagan responded with a smile, and at the same time pulled the corner of Fujiwara Yuki's clothes under the table.

Why are you just watching, senior! ?Come and help!senior!

"I don't even expect to get married before the age of 30 like my peers. All I want is a boyfriend. He doesn't need to be rich or handsome, as long as he can go for a drive with me occasionally and eat ramen. Isshiki! In all fairness, isn't such a wish too much?" Hiratsuka-sensei questioned his soul.

Isshiroyu shook her head, she couldn't help but glanced at Fujiwara Yuki, thinking in her heart that your wish is really not too much, there is someone here who can fulfill your wish right now.

"Yeah, it's not an excessive wish, is it?" Hiratsuka-sensei said to himself. "But why is God not willing to show mercy to such a humble and simple wish?"

"This" Yi Caiyu couldn't help being speechless, she couldn't answer this question, she didn't have a deep relationship with Mr. Hiratsuka, and her understanding of her was even worse than that of the scum senior next to her who was so dark-hearted that he was about to rot.

Isshiroba flicked the tail of her hair, she glanced at Fujiwara Yuki, and replied meaningfully: "Maybe Mr. Hiratsuka has other arrangements for God."

"Yeah, God always has other arrangements. Maybe it's my destiny to be the 'leftover'." Hiratsuka-sensei was silent for a long time, and finally forced out a smile. "Hey, Isshiki, how much do you think the pension reserve needs to be to ensure that a person's life will be worry-free in his later years? Maybe I should make an appointment in a nursing home in advance?"

That "bloody smile" couldn't bear to look at even a single color feather.

So pitiful, pitiful!It is so pitiful!The pitiful appearance was like a little mouse with a broken tail, holding its half of its tail and weeping.

"Speaking of which, has the teacher investigated why he is not popular with the opposite sex?" Fujiwara Yuki suddenly interjected.

Precise cut!

Fujiwara Yuki chose the timing very well. Hiratsuka-sensei was indulging in the self-pity of "no one wants it", so he didn't have time to raise his guard against him for a while.

"I noticed a little bit." Hiratsuka-sensei sighed, she showed her right hand, and said with fingers one by one: "I like to read manga, always say things that only otaku would understand, smoke, and like fisting or something"

——Don’t you understand this very well?

Yishiyu whispered in his heart.

"Since I don't want to be the one left, and I understand part of the reason, why is the teacher unwilling to try to change and become a popular person?" Fujiwara asked again.

"Fujiwara, you mean pretending to be a lady to go on a blind date? This is indeed a way, but who would want their lover to like a mask? I just like driving, like those comics, and like these high-calorie common people's food , I hope that the person who likes me in the future will also like these things."

"I'm not asking the teacher to lie. My suggestion to the teacher is to make appropriate changes and curb those bad habits that are easy to dissuade others." Fujiwara Zhi said: "Although there is a saying called'Like a person, you will even kill her. But in fact, no matter how cute and beautiful a girl is, if she exposes her shortcomings to the opposite sex from the beginning, then she will not be able to find love."

Hiratsuka-sensei was fascinated by this, and couldn't help asking: "Can you give me an example?"

"A simple example, a stranger and someone you like tell you that he is an otaku at the same time, how would you react?"

"If it's a stranger, it will feel disgusting." Yi Caiyu answered quickly: "If it is someone you like, you should choose to tolerate it, right?"

"That's it. You only need to grasp the degree of convergence, and you can reap a perfect love while maintaining your hobbies." Fujiwara Shiki said: "Of course, on the issue of how to grasp this degree , I think teacher, you may need some professional reference."

Teacher Hiratsuka was taken aback, she glanced at her scumbag student strangely, and asked in a strange tone: "Fujiwara, what do you want to do?"

"It's not what I want to do, but I'm stating a fact - in the field of love, the gap between you and me, Hiratsuka-sensei, is like a seasoned mathematician and an elementary school student who can't even do 1+1." Fujiwara Yuki said lightly: "I can help the teacher become popular."

Hiratsuka-sensei smiled, put her legs down, took out a second cigarette, lit it, and put it in her mouth.

"Hiratsuka-sensei doesn't seem to trust me?"

"It's not mistrust, but worry." Hiratsuka shook her head. "Fujiwara, you should know that you are not the kind of kind person who will lend a helping hand to anyone."