I work as a teacher at a girls' school in Tokyo

Chapter 26 Mrs. Cat, You Don’t Want Your Children to Be Bullied by Me, Do You?
After bathing the cat and drying it slowly with a hair dryer, Hirakawa Tetsufumi, who has been squatting and serving the cat after doing these things, is already tired.

"Cat slave or something, it really is not wrong to describe it."

Hirakawa Tetsubun sighed and stood up from the ground, then put the hair dryer away.

My waist is a little sore after squatting for too long.

It has nothing to do with poor health or kidney deficiency, it's just because of squatting for too long.Although no one saw it, Hirakawa Zhewen wanted to emphasize this point in his heart.

This is dignity.

After repeating this in his heart, Hirakawa Tetsufumi took another look at the cat on the ground.

Pure white cats, pure white fur, pure white bath towels, pure white tile floors.Against the backdrop of all the pure white, this cat really looks a bit nice.

It was huddled in the towel, just sticking its head out to look at it.When meeting Hirakawa Tetsufumi's gaze, he stared at him with pure amber eyes.

Hirakawa Tetsuwen is not a cat lover, and he never raised a cat in his previous life.But still the same sentence, human beings naturally have a love for beautiful things.

These round-headed and pointed-eared animals have become more and more suitable for human aesthetics through generations of taming. At least this white cat still fits his aesthetics.

Hirakawa Tetsubun just looked at the cat like this, and couldn't help but bend down to pick it up after a long time.So this mixture of liquid and bath towel lay peacefully in his arms—the cat was really a liquid.

Also, the cat was too good-natured.

Rubbing its head with his hands, it just meowed softly without any resistance.Just like that, Hirakawa Tetsuwen carried it back to the living room, put it on the floor, and took off the towel.

Watching it begin to sniff east and west to explore the new environment, Hirakawa Tetsufumi sat down on the sofa.

What are we going to do next?He really doesn't know much about cats because he has no experience in raising cats.

So, after thinking about it, Hirakawa Tetsubun picked up his mobile phone and took a picture of the cat on the ground with a "click". After being attracted by the sound of the camera, the cat looked back at it.

However, Hirakawa Tetsubun no longer interacted with cats. He clicked on the screen of his mobile phone and opened an instant messaging software called Line, which is analogous to WeChat in his previous life.

Opened a group chat called "Literature Club". This is a club that Hirakawa joined during Tetsubun University, and has stayed with it since graduation. It has continued to this day, and it has become a chat room for idlers—chatters about everything except literature. kind of.

After a random glance, several group friends seemed to be discussing topics such as animation.

Hirakawa Tetsufumi tapped the screen and sent a message.

Hirakawa: Image.jpg
Hirakawa: Has anyone ever raised a cat?
Hirakawa: I found a cat with three kittens. Is there anything to pay attention to when taking care of them?
After the news was sent out, irrelevant information was filtered out, but several group friends replied to him.

but……

"It looks like a garden cat", this should be the only useful information given by a senior excrement shovel officer.

For the rest, with the news of "will she become a cat girl?", everything went wrong.

"How long will it take to change?"

"My cat has changed."

"Mrs. Cat, you don't want your children to be bullied by me, do you?"

"..."

Group friends are an extremely outrageous existence most of the time.

Hirakawa Tetsubun turned off the line with a blank expression. If he has the time, he might as well go to Google.

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Half an hour later, Tetsufumi Hirakawa, who returned from Google, turned off his phone.

He looked at the cat that had crawled back into the box, walked to the side of the box, and met those amber eyes.

They looked at each other for a long time, then sighed: "It's really troublesome to raise you."

The cat blinked at him ignorantly.

If he wanted to raise such a group of lovely creatures, sometimes it would be too troublesome for a person like him.

So please, Amamiya Ye, please make up your mind quickly.

With such thoughts in mind, Hirakawa Tetsufumi rubbed the cat's head again, his thoughts drifting away in a daze.

But how to solve the problem of Yu Gongye?This girl, like Shiori Shinohara, has very difficult problems.

The closed heart, the second-year illness that has been suppressed for too long, and the relationship with his mother... He doesn't know how to evaluate the thoughtfulness.

sigh.

It's kind of bad to have two problem students in just one class.

Such thoughts kept echoing in his mind, and he couldn't let go of his sense of responsibility called "professional ethics" as a teacher.

Until I didn't know how long I was in a daze, and the hand was always on the cat's head so that the cat, who had been very well-behaved, was finally dissatisfied.

"Meow--"

Such a meow became a horn of resistance, and the white cat stretched out its poisonous hand... poisonous claws to the palm that oppressed it for a long time.

With a dull sound of "pa", Hirakawa Tetsufumi's hand was slapped by the cat's paw.

This sudden attack startled him, and he subconsciously withdrew his hand.

Fortunately, the cat did not stick out its claws.

Hirakawa Zhewen carefully looked at the place where the cat hit, and there were no scratches.

I'm relieved.

After the inspection, Hirakawa Zhewen looked at the white cat, its front paws had been lowered and rested on the edge of the box.

His eyes were fixed on him, but... he didn't see any signs of attempting to continue to attack, he didn't blow his hair, he didn't growl or anything.

I was just annoyed by his touch just now.

It makes you irritable when you touch it, no wonder some people nicknamed it "the cat master".

Unconvinced, Hirakawa continued to reach out his hand, wanting to rub the white cat's head again.

As a result, it was shot again as expected.

And I don't want to try to knead it any more.

Feeling sorry, Hirakawa Zhewen withdrew his hand helplessly, ready to get up.

It feels so good that you can't put it down, it's a pity not to rub it.

However, just after he got up, he suddenly thought of something, looked at the white cat with curious eyes, and squatted down again.

One person and one cat returned to the confrontational situation.

Then...

Hesitantly, tentatively.

After a long time, Hirakawa Tetsuwen's hesitant voice came from the quiet living room.

"Mrs. Cat...you don't want to... your children being bullied by me, right?"

"..."

(End of this chapter)