I'm a teacher in Tokyo!

"At any time, that guy is in a hurry to get money, saying he wants to travel overseas."

"But I heard you have a daughter."

Thinking of this, Saeki Momotaro glanced at the latter unintentionally, and when he saw hesitation in the latter's eyes, he had already made up his mind.

"She's a cold-hearted woman. Gangxiong will definitely not be able to control her in the future. She doesn't even care about her own daughter. Will she be like this after she has a child for him?"

I should prepare in advance and find a way to separate her from me, so that she can't touch my company.

Upon seeing the latter's piercing gaze, Nakagawa Kawamatsu panicked and forced a smile, saying, "Well, I'll send her living expenses later. The main issue is that the ownership of this house is still with her father, and he doesn't like this child very much."

"Ah."

"I will give her some compensation as compensation for moving out."

"Or let Gang Xiong give her a room to stay in."

He didn't want the woman in front of him to bring another child back, after all, he was remarried and already had a hot-tempered eldest son at home.

"We can talk about these things later. Don't worry, I will make it up to that child."

"Ah."

"I'll go up there and take a look."

At that moment, he suddenly spoke.

"I'll take you with me..."

"No need, I'm not that old yet."

He put his hands behind his back and slowly walked towards the stairwell.

At this moment—

"Nakagawa Kawamatsu."

The latter suddenly felt a jolt, his gaze fixed on the figure at the top of the stairs: "Did you just call me?"

Upon hearing this, Momotaro paused for a moment, then turned around with some confusion: "Are you hallucinating? I'm just going upstairs to check the structure. Why would I call you?"

"Okay, maybe I misheard."

But to be honest, she heard that voice very clearly just now, it was like he was calling her name from behind.

This guy is getting a bit senile, but that's just right for me!

"You said yes."

But the next moment, a whispering sound seemed to ring in her ears, making her scalp tingle and her body inexplicably feel a sense of fear. She turned around abruptly, but there was no one behind her!

"Who, who's there?!"

She yelled at the corner of the stairs, and the next moment, a pale hand slowly grabbed the stairs. She could even see the crisscrossing blue veins on the palm and the dark fingernails.

In an instant, my scalp felt like it was about to explode. I took a few steps back and then collapsed to the ground. My throat felt like it was blocked by a stone, and I couldn't make a sound. All I felt was fear, boundless fear.

"Wh...what is that?!"

She closed her eyes, her heart pounding with fear as she tried to pick up the bag beside her and throw it at them.

But just then;

A cold sensation came from my right hand. I opened my eyes abruptly and almost instinctively looked behind me.

Then--

What came into view was an infant's face, bloodshot but as huge as an adult's. The infant's face was twisted and deformed, and at that moment, he was holding its hand!

The restraint on his throat seemed to be released at this moment. He shook his hands frantically, screamed miserably, and crawled in a sorry state. But the next moment, his left foot was suddenly grabbed and he was pulled hard towards the corner storage room.

Fear, despair, all emotions eroded the brain, leaving the mind blank;

What are you yelling about?

Momotaro walked over from the corner with his hands behind his back, looking annoyed. When he got there, he saw Nakagawa Kawamatsu standing alone at the doorway around the corner, waving his arms and shouting wildly, looking like a madman!

"Could this guy also have epilepsy like his ex-wife?"

He regretted it a little.

She shuddered, then suddenly came to her senses and looked behind her in fear: "A ghost! There's a ghost!"

"escape!"

She even disregarded the fact that Momotaro was still in the room and ran outside like a madwoman;

"Damn it, this guy... might really be sick."

Momotaro sighed; it seemed he had to choose the next one again.

Then, with his hands behind his back, he slowly walked out.

Meanwhile, in the corner;

A strip of cloth was torn off and pulled into a corner, followed by the sound of chewing.

……

In the darkness, Kayako rubbed her sleepy eyes. She had been sleeping soundly, and she vaguely remembered the last time she slept so soundly was when she was a child and went to her grandmother's house.

However, after her grandmother passed away, she herself—

Wait a minute? What time is it now?

Kayako then realized that it was now pitch black and thought to herself, "Oh no!"

Is the teacher coming back?

If the teacher saw me like this—

Without daring to think any further, I quickly jumped out of bed and turned on the light;

next moment--

She froze on the spot.

because,

Lying on the chair at that desk was a man, holding a black cat in his arms.

At that moment, the black cat seemed to sense its owner waking up. It jumped off Yoshizaki Kawa, stretched, meowed, and then tried to jump back on.

At that moment, Yoshizaki Kawa was also awakened by the movement in his arms.

He rubbed his eyes and saw Kayako standing barefoot on the bed, wearing a brown hat. He greeted her.

"You're awake. How are you feeling?"

The latter's face turned red almost instantly. He tried to take off his hat with both hands, but his hands hovered in the air for a long time. Finally, he almost cried as he explained, "I, I didn't mean to."

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 38 The Lonely Teacher

Kayako was almost in tears.

She never expected that she would actually fall asleep on the teacher's bed after only intending to lie down for a while!

You should know that I not only slept in the teacher's bed, but I even wore the teacher's hat!

What will the teacher think of me?

Seeing the latter's embarrassed expression, holding the hat and looking helpless, Yoshizaki Kawa stood up, took the hat, put it on the latter's head, and rubbed his head:

"If Kayako likes it, then it's yours."

"No, no, I..."

At that moment, Yoshizaki Kawa revealed the grass ring on his wrist and said with a smile, "You gave me a gift before, too."

Bracelet...

Can this value be compared?

The bracelet was made from her own hair, weeds, and withered leaves. Anything picked out of the garbage dump might be more valuable than this bracelet.

"Although it's very simple, it's the first gift my teacher has ever received, so it's very precious to me."

Looking at the bespectacled man in front of her, who was much taller than her, Kayako suddenly felt that there was an indescribable loneliness about him.

It's like being a lonely person in a strange place, with nowhere to call home.

Or perhaps they harbor many secrets, suppressing everything within their hearts in a loneliness they cannot express.

Although it was a strange feeling, that was how she felt.

Perhaps because of her own childhood experiences, she also sensed this emotion from her teacher.

She discovered that she seemed to know nothing about her teacher.

Where is he from? What does he like?

I don’t even know.

At that moment, she suddenly wanted to do what her teacher had done to comfort her: raise her hand to stroke the man's head, ask him about his story, and soothe his loneliness.