Tokyo: I am a Girls' School teacher

Tetsufumi Hirakawa ***，****。*******，*********。 Tetsufumi Hirakawa was in a daze. Well, it wasn't exactly a daze. Anyway, things were rather complicated. Something strange had popped into his mind. "Beep." "System binding in progress—" "0%, 10%, 20%... 100%." "Ding, binding successful." Was this... the so-called system in legends? Tsk— Tetsufumi Hirakawa pinched his own hand. He felt the pain, so it wasn't a dream. How fantastical. He was sighing with emotion when, at the same time, a light blue light screen appeared in mid-air right in front of him, on the tabletop, with words written on it. Was this the system panel? He looked around. Everyone else in the meeting was acting as usual. It seemed to be the classic setting where no one else could see it except himself. Alright, then he might as well take a look first and see what on earth this so-called system was. Tetsufumi Hirakawa calmly focused his gaze on the system light screen in front of him. However, his calmness only lasted for a few seconds. At the very top of the light screen, on the first line, there was a line of words written like this: "Madam, you don't want your husband to lose his job either, do you?" "..." Tetsufumi Hirakawa's expression immediately became rather** (subtle). He continued reading downward: "Usage: Find the other person's weakness and threaten them with words in the above format to force them to agree to one thing you ask for." "Note 1: The thing you threaten with must be within your ability." "Note 2: The unreasonableness of the request depends on how important the found weakness is in the other person's heart. The more important the weakness is, the more unreasonable your request can be." "..." After reading the words on the system light screen carefully from top to bottom several times, Tetsufumi Hirakawa couldn't help but show that subtle expression on his face. He had definitely encountered something strange. "Madam, you don't want your husband to lose his job either, do you?" — To be honest, as far as he knew, this should be a classic line in works containing some strange elements, right? So the strange usage of this strange system was to threaten others with such words and make them agree to one's unreasonable requests? This was really... Tetsufumi Hirakawa looked at the inexplicable system with mixed feelings. If he weren't in a meeting right now, he definitely, definitely would— Tsk, he was in a meeting now. Tetsufumi Hirakawa suddenly realized that. And after realizing this, when he came to his senses, he just found that the conference room was so quiet. There was no sound at all, and no one was speaking. Moreover, almost everyone's eyes were fixed on him. Under the table, a female colleague beside him was gently kicking him with her foot, trying to send him some kind of message. "..." He had been caught daydreaming. Tetsufumi Hirakawa calmed down his strange mood. A somewhat stiff smile appeared on his face as naturally as possible. Then, he looked at the middle-aged man sitting at the head of the conference table again. The middle-aged man spoke, his voice flat and calm: "Teacher Hirakawa, you don't look too well. Is everything okay?" Tetsufumi Hirakawa replied with a smile, "I'm fine. Thank you for your concern, Principal." All he got was an emotionless "Hmm" in response. Then. "Teacher Hirakawa, you know about the matter of classmate Shinohara in your class, right?" "Yes, I do." "Do you also know her identity?" "Yes, I do." Classmate Shinohara's mother was the chairperson of the board of trustees of the private school where he worked. She could be said to be the boss of his bosses. Simply put, she was someone he couldn't afford to offend. "Then please do your best to solve the matter of classmate Shinohara." The words were polite, but surely no one would be naive enough to think that just "doing one's best" would be enough, right? "Yes." Tetsufumi Hirakawa agreed. "Hmm." The meeting ended, or rather, the part of the meeting related to Tetsufumi Hirakawa was over. There wasn't much difference except that his freedom was temporarily restricted. Anyway, the following topics had nothing to do with him. He just kept staring at the inexplicable system that had come out of nowhere until the meeting officially ended. "Teacher Hirakawa." "Teacher Hirakawa?" "Ah, yes." Tetsufumi Hirakawa, who had been in a daze, took his eyes off the panel and looked at the female teacher beside him who was calling his name, Masaki Hisada, the same female teacher who had kicked him when he was distracted during the meeting. She stretched out her hand and waved it in front of him. "Teacher Hisada." Tetsufumi Hirakawa gathered up the pen and paper on the table and stood up. Masaki Hisada looked at him and sighed quietly: "Teacher Hirakawa is always distracted during meetings as usual..." Tetsufumi Hirakawa smiled slightly and didn't say much: "It won't happen next time." "You said the same thing last time. This is really—" "Hey, hey, Teacher Hisada is right." "Ah, really. That's so perfunctory, isn't it?" "Teacher Hisada, please forgive me. You can save those words for the students." "Eh? Are you saying I talk too much?" "Of course not. I just hope Teacher Hisada can take good care of your voice." "Then, thank you for your concern, Teacher Hirakawa." "You're welcome." They chatted all the way from the conference room on the fourth floor to the office on the first floor. Masaki Hisada, like him, was a first-year teacher at Moritani Private Girls' High School. Moreover, they were the only young teachers in the office, so they got along quite well. "By the way, Teacher Hirakawa." After sitting down in the office seat, Masaki Hisada, who was sitting next to him, turned around and asked him, "Do you really have the confidence to solve the matter of classmate Shinohara?" Immediately, Tetsufumi Hirakawa shook his head: "I'm not confident at all." "Ah, then what should we do?" "What can we do?" Tetsufumi Hirakawa smiled helplessly. "Educating students well is the bounden duty of a teacher." "That's... true." Masaki Hisada nodded thoughtfully and then gave him an admiring look. "I'm glad that Teacher Hirakawa has such awareness." "Of course." Tetsufumi Hirakawa accepted the compliment without hesitation. His words weren't just empty talk to deal with the situation. Although there was a saying in the previous life that "if you slaughtered pigs in your last life, you'll become a teacher in this life". However, for him personally, he really had his own love for the teaching profession. The previous life had gone with the wind and there was no need to mention it. Facing this second life that had started anew, he had once again firmly chosen the path of becoming a teacher. If possible, he would like to keep going like this. Of course, the top priority for him now was to deal with the matter of classmate Shinohara and, of course, the system whose origin was unknown. "Teacher Hisada." Tetsufumi Hirakawa called out to the female teacher sitting next to him. "Hmm? What's the matter?" The innocent female teacher blinked and looked at him. Tetsufumi Hirakawa asked casually, "Could I borrow your water cup?" "Water cup? What do you want it for?" Even though she said that, Masaki Hisada still handed him the water cup on her desk. Tetsufumi Hirakawa took it, glanced at it. There was still half a cup of water in it, with jasmine petals floating on it. ************，********。 "Teacher Hisada, could you please help me fill it with water?" "Fill it with water?" Masaki Hisada was stunned for a moment, then puffed up her cheeks and refused, "I don't want to. Teacher Hirakawa, you go and do it yourself." He got the expected answer. However, Tetsufumi Hirakawa didn't move. Instead, he held up the cup that belonged to Masaki Hisada and tilted it slightly, threatening, "Teacher Hisada, you don't want me to pour out your water, do you?" "..." All of a sudden, in Masaki Hisada's eyes, everything seemed to change. In front of her, the young and handsome male teacher was holding her water cup, with an alluring tone that was bewitching. Some irresistible force bound her. Her body was controlled and her thoughts were confined. Everything became strange. "Teacher Hisada, you don't want me to pour out your water, do you?" The devilish sentence kept echoing in her ears, over and over again. "Teacher Hisada, could you please help me fill a cup of water?" "Okay, okay." The moment Masaki Hisada received the instruction, she subconsciously agreed.