I'm a teacher in Tokyo!

Chapter 131 There is no room for three people on the cake

Kayako feels that he is a person who is good at association and has many thoughts.

But her shortcoming is that her execution ability is very poor, almost nonexistent. For example, she planned to pick up garbage to repay the teacher's debt.

After my parents paid the compensation later, I became tired and immersed in the dream-like life with my teacher.

When I lived with the teacher, not only did I have new clothes to wear, but I even had three meals a day. The teacher would also consider his own opinions and buy food instead.

In the past, my mother often went out to bars and drank alcohol all year round, and my father also went out to have fun and stayed out all night.

The food at home is only available when they go home and are hungry, so they give themselves some money and send themselves out to buy something to go home.

It is precisely because of this that she feels that her current life is already a bit dreamy.

Two eggs, a glass of milk every morning, three rich meals, no sores on my hands and feet in the cold winter like before, I joined a club in school, and I have friends I can talk to.

The quilt he got home was also thick, and he also talked to himself and cared about his feelings.

The teacher is good at everything, but he is too kind to me.

And this feeling, the better Yoshizaki River treats her, the more afraid she will be of leaving her behind in this kind of life.

However, to her surprise, Kayako did not write those words as she thought, but said:

Mako guessed that the Kayako coconut might have the words "Love Yoshizaki River" written on it. Although this made her feel a little nauseous, it was also a big melon that she wanted to eat.

Perhaps only by being naked and hugging him can I feel a little safer and ensure that such a beautiful bubble will not burst one day.

When Kayako is even a little dark, he will think about why he wants to be so nice to her, and whether he wants to be particularly nice to him, and then deliberately abandons him one day to see how embarrassed he is.

So she desperately wanted the teacher to sleep with her, no matter what, even if she was drunk, raped, or treated like a slave, it didn't matter.

I am not as beautiful as Tomie-san, not as smart as Mako-san, and compared to Mr. Saito, I am inferior to both, and even my chest is so barren.

Is it possible that Mr. Gaoyoko intends to use this cake to express his love?

Mako's eyes widened, what kind of romantic emotional intelligence is this?

"Mako, can you teach me how to draw? I want to draw it myself."

But suspicion is a monster. The moment it takes shape, it will grow unscrupulously.

After a while, after decorating the flowers, Yamamura Mako asked: "Gaya Coconut, what words do you want to write? You can write four words here."

Kayako, from the past to the present, there is no sense of security in my heart.

Yamamura Mako thought secretly in his heart.

At this moment, he watched Mako move like thunder, quickly rotating the turntable, and the cream was being applied more and more neatly every time.

She couldn't even imagine how she could make the teacher fall in love with her.

Being able to see such a romantic scene, even if Mr. Yoshizakigawa discovered that he was working part-time without permission and was scolded, he was still satisfied!

That will drive you crazy!

This is a battlefield where one's future is on the line.

It would be great if I had the filming equipment at my disposal to capture this scene.

So she could only use such crooked ways. Although Kayako also felt that she was despicable, but... this was really her only way.

Of course, the moment this unspeakable dark thought emerged, she banged her head against the wall in an attempt to destroy it.

Her eyes became firm, as if she was undertaking an extremely important ceremony: "Come, I'll teach you!"

Mako held Kayako's slender hand and taught her how to draw lines.

Yoshizakigawa sat aside and looked at the harmonious scene in front of him, feeling very pleased.

This is the beautiful campus he wants to see!

Rather than dealing with evil spirits attacks, bloody cults, sacrifices and killings every day.

Meanwhile, Kayako painted on the cake;

Perhaps because she often wrote diaries and drew pictures in her notebook, her hands did not shake and the squeeze out was even.

As the lines gradually outline, an image of a small black cat appears in the middle, and further along the line, there is a man's head.

Although Kayako didn't wear glasses, Mako still recognized him as Teacher Yoshizakigawa at a glance;

The next step should be to draw Kayako himself, right?

But to Mako's surprise, Kayako drew a girl with a round face and glasses next to the avatar, and then continued to draw it;

When I was halfway through drawing one of the girls, I noticed that she paused, as if she realized that she no longer had her place. She changed the portrait to have a slightly thinner face, and Mako saw that it was Kayako herself.

But before, she obviously wanted to draw someone else's picture, but found that the cake couldn't fit in it, so she changed it to herself.

As a melon-eating emperor, she guessed that one of them might be Teacher Saito, and who was the other one?

Could it be Tomie-san? How could Kagaya know about Tomie’s unrequited love?

Also, why did she draw other women on the cake? Could it be that she was willing to share Teacher Yoshizakigawa with others?

It was unbelievable. When Mako, a classmate from the countryside, thought of this, his views were hit hard by an unimaginable blow.

Is this the scary city dweller?

When I was about to go to this school from the orphanage, the old dean told me that the men in the city were very messy, so I should not be deceived by the bad men in the city.

They say that they will pretend to be unmarried, deceive girls, and then abandon the girls, leaving the girls to have children and live alone.

Now it seems that women are actually very messy——

You know, Kayako is still studying, does he already have this kind of awareness?

After paying for the coconut milk and learning that Mako's classmate was tired of eating it and didn't want to eat it, Kayako and Yoshizakigawa bid farewell to Mako.

Watching their leaving figures.

Yamamura Mako couldn't help but pick up the milk on one side and took a big sip to calm down the shock in her heart.

She felt like it was getting more and more chaotic now.

……

"Teacher, I...have nothing else to buy. Can I save the money?"

Kayako said weakly.

"Of course. It's all up to you. If you save it, it will be considered as 'you' spending it instead of giving it back to me."

Kayako is willing to put forward his own opinion, and Yoshizaki River naturally welcomes it.

Hearing this, she nodded.

Later, I went to buy some daily necessities and food, as well as sanitary napkins and other things for coconut milk.

Following Teacher Yoshizakigawa, carrying cake home;

Kayako's eyes looked at the pattern on the cake from time to time.

Before, she wanted to draw the teacher, Xiao Hei, Mr. Asuka Saito, and Tomie Kawakami together, but when she drew Tomie,

She found that there was no room for her figure on the small cake.

This couldn't help but remind her of Tomie's terrifying appearance in the psychic club. I'm afraid he was just like a cake, unable to accommodate her, right?

When she got home, she wanted to cut the cake vertically, but then she found that she was separated from her teacher.

Then--

She cut everyone in half horizontally,

In this case, everyone will be together.

"Teacher, this is for you to eat."

She gave the piece with the most parts of herself to Yoshizakigawa.

Looking at the cake, Yoshizaki Kawa didn't think too much about it. No normal person would think too much about this kind of thing.

He responded with a smile and then ate it.

Seeing this scene, Kayako also smiled happily.

……

The day passed quickly,

At night, although the heavy snow for several days had stopped, the sky was still covered by thick clouds, the moon was dark and the wind was high.

In the courtyard, he had already cleaned up the dead believers, but the solidified blood on the ground was still buried in the soil. Unless the entire piece of land was shoveled away, it would be difficult to clean it up.

Of course, men don't care about these things.

He once again sat cross-legged on the high platform. In front of the man was an ancient stone statue with a vague face.

(End of this chapter)