Tokyo Rebirth: Start From Picking Up Sayu

On the other side, the office is located in the teaching building.

"Good morning, Mr. Yamashiro."

"Good morning, Matsumoto-sensei."

"Good morning, Miss Maria."

"..."

The familiar teachers greeted each other with a smile and walked to their desks.

With light steps, Hasumi-sensei came to his seat.

The breasts are slightly convex, and the jade hips are slightly warped.

Two strands of black jade-like blue silk naturally hang down to three inches below the shoulders, guarding the silk flowers on the neckline of the pale yellow shirt.

Temperament such as orchid, fresh and elegant.

A pair of slender legs are fair and translucent, covered with a layer of transparent stockings as thin as cicada wings, and a pair of cat heels on their feet.

Graceful and moving.

"Yo (yò) ~ good morning."

Katsuya Nakamura raised his head from the steaming coffee cup and praised, "It looks so perfect today, Hasumi-sensei."

"Good morning, Nakamura-sensei."

The woman covered her mouth and chuckled, her slightly curly hair swaying gently along her shoulders, and then teased, "Didn't you receive a love letter from a girl today?"

Katsuya Nakamura's expression condensed slightly, and then he shook his head with a wry smile, not answering the question.

After all, in the campus, only the girls in the school would give him love letters.

Both sides are very aware of this, so it is only a joke.

Although the school has not clearly stipulated that teachers and students are not allowed to interact, but if they really want to do such a thing, they will inevitably receive some strange eyes and pointers behind their backs.

This is also the reason why Nakamura cannot explain it.

And Hasumi-sensei didn't chase after her, she just curled the corners of her mouth in a funny way, and started to prepare the materials for the morning class.

In fact, as a rare beautiful teacher in the school, her popularity among the students is also not low. Coupled with her natural identity bonus, she was secretly selected by the boys as "one of the most wanted women", and The ranking is quite high.

If I have to say it, it is probably second only to the "eldest lady" and "Snow Girl" of the private Toyonozaki...that is, after Yingli Li and Kasumigaoka Shiyu.

It's just that compared to the two, the latter has a mature taste that they don't have.

Like plum orchid, bamboo and chrysanthemum, each has its own merits.

At this moment, a thick baritone voice suddenly came from the corridor outside the office.

"Nakamura-sensei, is Nakamura-sensei here?"

Accompanied by the cluttered footsteps, a group of people swarmed into the room.

"Is Nakamura-sensei here?"

While shoving many hands on his body, Hirakawa shouted, his eyes kept searching in the office.

Katsuya Nakamura stood up in surprise.

"Mr. Hirakawa? May I ask what happened?" He hurriedly asked, his eyes full of doubts.

One of the two is a teacher in charge of teaching modern society courses, and the other is a teacher in charge of guiding baseball training. It can be said that they are completely unable to hit a rake.

Although they have met each other at the staff meeting, they are only limited to the extent of knowing the other person, and the relationship is far from being close, which is why Nakamura has this question.

Even the other teachers are paying attention.

Looking at it, they realized that it was far more than Hirakawa-sensei alone.

"Ryusaki-sensei, Yasuo-sensei, Takeuchi-sensei...

Mr. Yamashiro, who was in charge of Class A for the first year, frowned and asked, "What's wrong with you guys? In a hurry."

Different from Katsuya Nakamura and the others, due to the similar teaching age, Mr. Yamashiro was familiar with the people he said, so he didn't have any worries about speaking, but he was also a little puzzled about their intentions.

Either directly or both, the group of people who arrived at this time have a common feature, that is, they are all consultant teachers in charge of sports clubs.

In the face of Shancheng's inquiries, a few people didn't care much, and just swarmed towards Nakamura Sheng.

"Teacher Nakamura."

Hirakawa took the lead and said, "We'll talk about the specifics later. I want Kato from your class to be transferred to the baseball club. Can I trouble you to help? I owe you a favor."

Teacher Ryuzaki: "No, he should come to the basketball club!"

Teacher Angang: "Forgive me, I can't agree with this! That child is actually more suitable for the track and field club."

Takeuchi teacher: "That's because you didn't see his performance in the football club!"

Several people spoke with certainty.

As if to prove what they said, their voices were higher than the other, as if they could overwhelm each other.

It fully reflects the absurd scene of "the loudest is right".

The office that was quiet just now suddenly became noisy.

Facing this familiar yet unfamiliar scene, Nakamura-sensei couldn't help but froze in place.

Hasumi-sensei opened his eyes slightly in surprise.

Even the three teachers, Yamashiro, Matsumoto, and Maria, all fell into a state of daze, with a bewildered look on their faces.

And Hirakawa-sensei, who was the first to speak, also showed a bit of remorse on his face.

’ If I had known, I would not have consulted with them. 'He couldn't help thinking that.

Because Kato Yusuke didn't participate in the baseball club's assessment when he was selecting a club last time, so Hirakawa-sensei only heard from a friend that there is such a boy with good motor nerves, but he didn't know Yusuke.

Coupled with the consistent excellent performance of Ishikawa in the team, he is not very interested in this matter.

This led to his inadvertently revealing Yusuke's name when he was looking for other teachers to give advice, and the idea of ​​transferring him from the art club to the baseball club.

So this set off a series of chain reactions.

Until now, Hirakawa-sensei still clearly remembers the strange expressions several people showed when they heard the boy's name, as well as the subtle silence and the exchange of eyes.

It was obvious that he was thinking about something.

Fortunately, he wasn't a vegetarian either, and when he came to know what he said, he immediately realized that there must be something strange in it.

So I didn't even plan to discuss it. Teacher Hirakawa ran away without saying a word.

Du Fu once said: To shoot a man, shoot a horse first; to capture a thief, capture a king first.

No matter what you're thinking, as long as I can get people here first, no matter how much you think, it's useless.

What is this called? It's called humaneness.

Thinking back to his wife's teaching to him in his mind, Mr. Hirakawa walks like a fly under his feet.

It's a pity that the other teachers didn't respond too slowly, or they knew his character well.

The moment they saw him rushing out the door, several people immediately followed.

Then there is the current situation.

"Teacher Nakamura, who are you going to help in this matter?" Several people asked in unison.

"..."

In the face of these seniors who were above him in terms of age and teaching experience, Katsuya Nakamura's eyes kept twitching, and he suddenly felt a little pain in his brain...

After a while, he said again and again, "As for this matter, I think it might be better to ask the students for their opinions first."

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