There is No Problem with the Youth Under the Snow

The colors of neon lights illuminate the city, and a steady stream of vehicles traverse the streets.

"Holidays, this kind of time, really troubles the teacher."

Kasumigaoka said in a slightly lighter tone than usual, as if thanking him.

"Well, it's okay, I was fine at home."

As if not letting her take it to heart, Jing waved her hand indifferently as she spoke.

"Besides, you are my students, how can I let it go at such a time."

Mr. Hiratsuka drove, unexpectedly smooth, hardly felt the vibration when driving.

The dim lights on the street passed one by one from the car window.

Gives a slightly warm feeling.

"Teacher, it's surprisingly reliable."

Those words with gratitude and support were spit out from Shi Yu's mouth.

Jing didn't answer, just looked ahead and drove quietly.

Just inadvertently straightened a little bit.

This feeling of being relied on by students is an affirmation of teachers.

"Here it is."

Accompanying the words was the sound of the car's engine turning off gradually.

"Teacher, as for me, I like this shop very much."

A little bit of joy is like introducing your favorite things to others in order to gain a sense of recognition.

So, the eyes of the three of them couldn't help but look at the plaque of the store in front of them.

The entire street is lit up in neon colors.The commercial buildings next to it are row upon row, and only this ancient building exists in this place.

"Kuxiang Residence"

Looking at the name, Yin Lili read it out unconsciously.

"This is......."

This seems to be my first day here, where I came from.

Hiratsuka Shizuo-sensei walked in first.

Shi Yu and the others followed behind the teacher.

"It's Miss Jing, why do you have time to come here today?"

The uncle with the goatee at the counter greeted him naturally and cordially, as if he had seen an acquaintance.

"Well, come here with the students today."

"So this is ah."

He nodded slightly, with a clear look.

As he spoke, he turned his gaze to the group of people behind him.

"Hey, Miss Jing, your students are amazing beauties just like you."

He had a natural smile on his face, and the words came out of his mouth, and it seemed very decent.

"Have you reserved your spot in advance?"

"No, no."

"Then, ' and ' can you please?"

"Ok."

He took out a notepad, not knowing what was written on it.

"Takuya, lead these guests to the 'and' room."

Soon, a young waiter appeared.

"These guests, please come with me."

He bent down slightly, with proper etiquette.

Then walk ahead and lead the way.

Soon the room arrived.

On the wooden sign, the word "Harmony" carved in large seal is full of a strong ancient flavor.

But inside, it was completely different from what I imagined.

Red carpet, round table, high chair, oil painting.

A strong western style dinner party.

“This store...”