I'm tired, break up

Shizuka pushed the empty bento box away, and let out a satisfied sigh.

She glanced at Yuki Fujiwara, who was sitting on the sidelines teaching Ichishiroha's homework, with complicated eyes.

Teacher Jing found that she made some mistakes in her evaluation of Fujiwara Yuki: This scumbag student’s cooking skills can’t be described as “not bad”. From the perspective of lunch, Fujiwara Yuki is completely knowledgeable in cooking, and he is good enough to be the head chef of any restaurant in Japan.

Such an astonishingly talented chef was actually used by this guy as a prop to attack girls. It really makes people don't know what to say.

Hiratsuka-sensei lowered his head and sighed from the bottom of his heart.

She made a special phone call to Totsuki Academy in Tokyo last night. When she heard that she had found a good candidate for a chef, Totsuki's head coach Nakiri Senzaemon cheerfully said that he could even have a transfer student. The quota came out, but when Hiratsuka-sensei said the name of Konaeko, he only got a busy tone—the old Mr. Nakiri, who always showed the image of a gentle old man, hung up the phone in a very rude way.

At this moment, Shizuka Hiratsuka suddenly felt the gaze. She raised her eyes and met Yuki Fujiwara's gaze.

He had finished his lunch break tutoring, and Yi Caiyu beside him was busy packing his textbooks and pencil case.

"Is Teacher Jing okay?" Fujiwara pushed his glasses.

Shizuka Hiratsuka gave Tsuki Fujiwara a weird look, obviously this guy stared at others first, but in the end he took away the right of the person being watched to ask questions without hesitation.

But she doesn't find it strange, Isiroha's notebook was obtained from her, she only knows Fujiwara Yuki better than Isiroha, Fujiwara Yuki is a fierce tiger in the love field, once the target is confirmed, it will be endless Taking the initiative to launch an offensive, this person seems to never know how to write the word "passive".

This is why Hiratsuka Shizuka dared to make the decision to "seal Fujiwara Yuki". She is Fujiwara Yuki's teacher and has dealt with this scumbag student for nearly a year, even if counting the unknown number of Fujiwara Yuki's predecessors. Girlfriend, she still dares to say that she is one of the people who know Fujiwara Yuki best in Sobu High School.

"It's nothing, thank you for your bento." Teacher Jing pushed the lunch box in front of him towards Fujiwara Yuki.

She secretly sat up straight to raise her spirits, and Fujiwara Yuki was trying to take the initiative in the conversation, which meant that the tiger was about to attack, and she had to be careful all the time.

Fujiwara Yuki glanced at the greasy bento box, but didn't reach for it.

"What's wrong?" Hiratsuka was stunned.

"I guess, the teacher should not have the experience of being given a bento by a boy, right?" Fujiwara Yuki asked lightly.

Teacher Jing froze, and unconsciously showed the expression of being shot.

"Fujiwara, what exactly do you want to say?" Afterwards came a fist that showed up from embarrassment. Since punching this daring student last night, Teacher Jing seemed to have opened a certain shackle. Stop using violence.

"Why are you angry? I'm just providing you with relevant love knowledge." Fujiwara Yuki said lightly: "After eating the bento, he threw away the bento box at will, and did not actively express his intention to clean it. In this way His behavior will make men feel that the girl in front of him is lazy and not virtuous enough, which will leave a bad impression.”

"Yes, is that so?" Moe Shin Hiratsuka was dumbfounded.

"Of course, if a man already likes that girl, he won't mind this kind of thing." Fujiwara Zhi added.

"Hey! This sentence is redundant!" Teacher Jing said angrily: "That is to say, Fujiwara, you want me to wash the dishes now, right?"

"No, not now, because I remember that the nearest sink is on the first floor 300 meters away." Fujiwara Shiki suddenly showed a considerate side. "The teacher's lunch break is precious, there is no need to go so far to clean a bento box, so I will come over again tomorrow and ask you to get this bento box."

Shizuka Hiratsuka raised her eyebrows slightly, she glanced at Isshiki Yu who was sitting still, and inexplicably recalled the scenes of the previous two tutoring sessions.

At this moment, Fujiwara Yuki stood up. "Then, Teacher Jing, Isshiki and I will go first."

"No! Wait a minute!" Hiratsuka-sensei interrupted him suddenly, and she got up with the lunch box. "You guys wait here, I'll go and clean the dishes."

Fujiwara Yuki paused, he looked up at Shizuka Hiratsuka, and slowly pushed his glasses.

When turning around and going downstairs, Mr. Jing recalled the slightly frowned brows that Fujiwara Yuki had just seen, and couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, feeling a little proud in his heart.

I have seen through everything, if I keep silent or agree to Fujiwara Yuki, it is equivalent to making an agreement with him to meet tomorrow, and then that guy will definitely bring another bento the next day, and finally, A cycle is formed silently.

Hiratsuka-sensei shook his head, feeling secretly in his heart.

——Fujiwara Yuki, what a scary guy.

——Unfortunately, teacher, I am still better.

"By the way, how is Isshiki's homework tutoring?"

Hiratsuka-sensei put the cleaned lunch box in front of Fujiwara Yuki with a smug smile on his face.

"There will be an academic ability test in the first grade the day after tomorrow. If you perform normally, Isshiki will hand in an answer that satisfies everyone." Fujiwara Yuki put the lunch box into the backpack, and Isshiki Yu also got up.

"Okay, I'll wait and see."

Hiratsuka-sensei nodded, and she sent Fujiwara Yuki all the way out of the staff room, until watching the two of them walk around the corner, Jing-sensei finally showed a relaxed expression.

She quickly turned around and went back to the staff room, closed the door, and let out a big sigh of relief with her back against the door panel.

Hiratsuka-sensei looked at the corner of his desk, where there was a folding umbrella and a pencil case. They were stacked together to form a small "cave".

Hiratsuka-sensei's precious treasure is hidden in that cave.

—The last half of a cigarette.

Looking at the empty staff room, Teacher Jing couldn't help humming the theme song of the anime from ten years ago. She is so happy now. Not only did she escape a round of strategies from scumbag students, The precious cigarette resources are kept in the hands.

This time, this time is still the victory of the clever teacher Shizuka Hiratsuka!

Teacher Jing returned to her desk with such a happy mood, and took away the umbrella and pencil case that were used as a cover.

Then Hiratsuka-sensei was stunned.

The cigarettes and lighters she secretly hid here are gone.

Instead, a bottle of milk, a small jar of almonds, and two tin boxes of mints filled the tiny cave, with a note stuck to the top box.

Milk protects the trachea, almonds moisten the lungs, and you can eat a piece of candy when you are addicted to cigarettes.

Standard print, neat handwriting, clear strokes, just like their masters are meticulous.

"When exactly?" Hiratsuka-sensei fell silent halfway through talking to himself.

She remembered, it was the bento box, and Fujiwara Yuki took away his last cigarette when he left the staff room to clean the bento box.

That's right, both sides have dealt with each other for nearly a year, and I know Fujiwara Yuki, but why didn't Fujiwara Yuki not understand her?

He had already guessed that he would see through his plan, so he resorted to tricks and turned the tiger away from the mountain.

"What a nosy fellow."

Hiratsuka scratched her head, and she took another look at the note, and found that there was a line of small characters at the bottom, so she reached out and picked it up.

Smoke is a bad thing, it doesn't deserve such a lovely you.

Next to it is a four-eyed boy with three heads and a body, staring blankly, holding a "healthy" heart-shaped card high in his hand.

The note slipped from the female teacher's fingers and fell on the desk.

Teacher Jing stared at it blankly, and there was also writing on the back of it.

Now, please look up and to the right.

Teacher Hiratsuka raised her head slowly. There was a stack of students' homework on her right hand. Someone had placed a small mirror on top of the homework.

—she saw a flushed face in the mirror.