episode_0016

“Ugh..I like it, but wouldn’t it be a hindrance? It was late”

“Actually, I can’t sleep right now so it’s okay”

In fact, I feel like I’m going to collapse.

Without showing it, I raised my head above the window.

Looking at each other.

“Oh, then it’s aesthetic-”

“Ah, no! Inaba, wait a minute”

I was startled by the sound I heard and stopped the excited Inaba.

There’s no problem with other subjects, but math is a bit much.

Should I say I am not confident?

Should I say that the body does not accept useless knowledge well?

Whatever happens, it’s not my fault.

It’s the math’s fault for making it unintelligible.

Let’s be real here, I’m not good at math. Yes, yes, yes.

It didn’t seem like anything was happening, so I held up my palm and waved it as if denying it.

The most important thing in a global world is language.

There is no problem in living as long as there is one subject called English.

“I’m an English teacher. You know, Inaba? Solving it is no problem…”

I scratched my cheek with my hand. As if it’s difficult

“Should I say that this is invading another teacher’s territory”

“Eh. Is there such a thing? But this is not school.”

“Well, I guess I should call it courtesy.”

I confidently opened my mouth as Inaba’s face appeared as if he was using question marks excessively.

In any case, the teacher’s activities in the classroom are not visible to the students.

It’s not necessarily a secret, but it has become a secret because no one wants to know.

I opened my mouth, lightly putting saliva on my lips.

“Whether inside or outside. Ultimately, it is an extension of social life. It’s best to do things that they don’t like.”

As Inaba listened intently, I concocted a story I had just made up.

“If you cross the line set by other subject teachers, it will be viewed negatively. If you add more, you feel bad”

A face with a mixture of trust and doubt.

I gave an example to make it easier to understand.

“Wouldn’t you like it if someone who wasn’t either Inaba or the baseball team came in and wore Inaba’s gloves?”

“..! Ah, I see. Then you can’t do it”

“Instead, you can ask as many questions as you want if it’s in English. Inaba”

“Please wait a moment. Mr. Sasaki!”

Inaba got up for a moment to take out a book, returned with it, and placed himself on the window sill like me.

I can feel the will on my face as if I am trying to concentrate on my studies.

As a teacher, I am proud of her actions like that.

Now I’m an office worker who just got off work.

The teacher’s position has temporarily disappeared.

The value of a sincere student converges to zero to me.

I have no idea.

I’m just happy to be with Inaba, but I’m tired?

If you read my thoughts, I feel sorry for Inaba.

Because the liveliness I show right now is just bravado.

It doesn’t last very long. Please take a look, Inaba.

A form of putting a book out on each other’s window sill and looking at it right away.

Actually, the space between the windows is narrow, so there is no problem with conversation.

Another difficulty is that the streets are narrow.

It’s incongruous, but it can’t be helped.

One side is taught and the other side teaches, so there is no blackboard or board.

It must be communicated through each other’s mouth.

I guess it’s too much.

“Modern times. hmm. Inaba?”

“Yes?”

“It’s all good, but what should I do? I guess”

Let’s show each other the distance with our eyes.

Inaba is seen letting out a small exclamation and lowering his head on his arms.

What can I say, frustration?

A way for two people to be together. Think about it. Inaba

It’s no big deal, right?

“Ah!”

Inaba’s refreshing voice rang as if he had realized something.

My head turned to him.

Inaba’s head is lifted up.

With sparkling eyes.

“Sasaki-sensei! I found a way!”

“..Really?”

“Yes! If it had been math, I would have been in big trouble. Fortunately, what we speak is English!’

“Yeah, right?”

“So, if I read something I don’t know, please tell me in English.”

A fairly reasonable solution.

Moreover, I would like to give extra points for the fact that it was a plan that was thought out with the environment in mind.

Good flexibility and agility.

Ah, but the score is failing.

I took a big minus in my heart score.

“You’re smart. Then I’ll be here. If there is anything you don’t know, please call me”

“I’ll find it soon!”

Inaba buried his head in a book and searched for questions.

I put my weight on my body leaning against the window frame.

I guess I had some motivation left.

My hopes that Inaba might ask me to come across the window were dashed.

Zero percent motivation.

“Found it!. Mr. Sasaki”

“Yes, will you call me? I’m listening”

“So. You know, this part. Subjunctive -”

It lasted like that for a while.

When Inaba reads a part of the book that he doesn’t know, I give him personal questions and answers.

This isn’t the private tutoring I wanted.

Still, Inaba’s voice rings in my ears so clearly that it’s nice to hear it.

I decided to take comfort.

I was worried as I watched Inaba read the question.

Come to think of it, the first plan to take down Inaba was only a bare bones plan.

There are several gaps left.

It’s time for a little transformation.

I needed to make some changes, so I’m changing it now.

From failing in all subjects to doing well in one subject.

Wouldn’t it be more shocking if only the subjects taught by Shota were to fail?

If you got good grades in this English subject. When there is an ending like this.

Is this going to be some consolation for my poor report card?

I think it will help build more trust and reduce Shota’s trust.

I can also get points from Inaba.

Well, I strengthened my motivation and modified my plan.

Inaba’s English grade improvement lessons didn’t last long.

It was over after a few hours.

If you think about it, there’s no way Inaba would have many questions about English, which isn’t even his main subject.

Rather than studying something new.

It turned into just a group of people chatting, just me and Inaba.

Cool wind.

The smell of grass.

And even moonlight.

comfy.

“Sasaki-sensei! Are you listening? So, Kimiro is hitting a home run today-”

…

“The next game is probably Guiba Academy, so I’m a little nervous”

…

“Ah. Because I told Shota. He said firmly, ‘That’s not how you do it.’ Haha and again”

Sasaki lost his mind.

The conversation with Inaba was fun. only.

It’s just that the barrier to conversation with female students at the academy was higher than he thought.

It is still difficult for me to keep up with that vitality.

The topics of conversation change too quickly.

Flow of thoughts? The conversation went on like this, and halfway through I gave up responding.

Why did I first bring up tteokbokki and then say it was spicy?

It changes to a baseball game, and then we look at the shape of the baseball, and it changes back to Tanghulu, which isn’t even the food we were originally talking about, right?

I decided to become a listener.

The wind blows gently, and her ASMR that I can hear with my ears is not bad.

He only gave a small nod to the question, showing that he was concentrating.

“Now that I think about it, aj2%@^%, @$ㅝㅜㄹ!”

Even if you’re not a good conversation partner.

A good celadon can do it.

Speak comfortably. Inaba. really

Don’t worry about me.

＊＊＊

Inaba suddenly turned his head while talking about what happened today.

By this time, I couldn’t hear Sasaki’s voice.

“Are you listening? Mr. Sasaki!”

I didn’t know if he was sleeping, but when I looked closely, his head was slightly lowered.

Inaba lowered his head slightly.

Only then did I properly see Sasaki’s face bent down with a slanted sensitivity.

He is seen with his head buried in his arm resting on the window and his eyes closed.

“Teacher. I fell asleep.”

Inaba thought for a moment.

Well, it’s not really a devilish idea to forcibly wake him up and make him participate in the story again.

I thought it would be better to just go back to the bedroom and sleep.

Inaba thought about waking him up for a moment, but decided against it.

I’m sorry to wake you up when you’re sleeping so well.

Shaking his head slightly at Sasaki, who was sleeping soundly, Inaba buried his head in his arms like Sasaki did.

Eyes turned to the other side.

In a slightly uncomfortable position, I stretched out one arm towards the teacher.

It looks like it’s barely touched.

Holding out one finger to Sasaki.

Inaba lightly poked his cheek.

Soft feeling.

“Foot”

When I thought about it, it was amazing.

Over the past few days, a person has suddenly appeared and penetrated his daily life.

I didn’t think I was a friendly person who could get along with others so easily.

It seems light and heavy.

Stop with Sasaki’s unpredictable attitude.

Inaba was also caught up in his new pace, and by the time he realized it, he had become quite close to him.

As I spent more time with the teacher,

A strange feeling that arises little by little.

What should I say?

A comfortable feeling, like a childhood friend I’ve known for a long time.

I have never seen Mr. Sasaki before he took office this time.

Although that is unlikely.

Inaba quickly dismissed it.

Well, so to speak, it’s comfortable enough to make you think that way.

As Inaba himself talks to him, time flies by.

Come to think of it.

I remembered the conversation I just had with my teacher.

A great conversation.

Inaba’s head was buried in his arms.

“Keuung”

I get a little excited

I opened my mouth as if I were talking to Shota.

In fact, we live next door and go to school together, so we treat each other like childhood friends.

Originally it was like this.

I haven’t talked to anyone except my same-sex friends or Shota.

Intoxicated by the atmosphere, he opened his mouth on his own.

If you think about that face carefully, um… it’s similar to Shota… has this gone too far?

Looking at it again, there are some similarities…

If Shota is, uh, cute, um, he’s kind of cool.

Eyes and eyelashes closed as if tired.

Clean skin and trimmed hair

Mr. Sasaki has a style that somehow makes him seem popular.

Listed like this, nothing is the same.

Especially that sharp looking chin and above…

moist

“!”

Inaba was shaking his head from the thoughts he had just had, and slammed his legs against the bed.

Squeaky bed.

Then, he stuck out his eyes again.

The teacher is sleeping soundly despite the commotion just now.

Are you very tired?

It looks like it’s hard to wake up…

I can’t help it.

It would be okay to sleep here for a day.

His bed is right under the window. The posture is not uncomfortable.

This is it. It’s an experience.

Because sometimes I need to smell the fresh air.

“Sleep well, teacher.”