Aikawahara is a piano lecturer at Sacred Heart Girls' Middle School. He happens to be in charge of Class B, Class 2, which Shinhara Tamako belongs to.

And by chance, there was a piano lesson this afternoon.

Kitakawa Temple has roughly learned about the situation.

"It's now 7:30, and there's still some time before class." Kitagawaji sat silently on the teacher's chair, his brain constantly rotating.

He found the office of the second grade in high school through the message above the teacher's certificate and the flowchart below. Then he finally found the desk belonging to Aikawahara among the desks.

I have to say that it is indeed not easy along the way.

And Kitakawaji only knows a little about the instruments like piano.

But that is only in the hobby stage. It is impossible to teach this group of noble female students well.

After all, the students in Sacred Heart Women's Middle School are of high quality.

But now is not the time to care about these things.

First, get all the information about Shinhara Tamako. Even if Kitakawaji is kicked out of this world of Heart again, it doesn't matter at that time.

Kitakawaji reached out and turned on the computer on the desk.

Perhaps it was God's favor, and on the computer desktop where there were a lot of things, Kitakawa Temple saw the folder "List of Students in Class B of Grade 2 and its Specific Information" at a glance.

Logically speaking, teachers should back up such files on the USB flash drive and generally not retain them on the school computer.

But for the current Kitakawa Temple, this information is a life-saving straw.

In order to avoid the trouble, Kitakawaji did not hesitate to move the mouse cursor to the folder "List of Students in Class B and Its Specific Information" without hesitation.

Kitagawa Temple was stunned for a moment, and then when he raised his eyes again, everything around him changed.

There was a piano in front of him, and the black and white keys that were wiped very cleanly reflected the luster.

At some point, the thick sunset of Akane had wrapped everything up.

The cold air filled the air, which made Kitakawaji subconsciously raise his wrist.

On top of the watch, the time has jumped until after three o'clock in the afternoon.

It's the time when the music class is about to begin!

Kitakawaji frowned.

If he skips class and fails to attend, will he be noticed by Shinhara Tamako, who is hidden in the world of heart, notice something is wrong?

But even if Kitakawaji teaches, his piano skills will be exposed immediately.

This is necessary at this time.

Kitakawaji pinched the piano chair with one hand expressionless face and raised it high

Bang!!!!!!

A harsh roar came from the music classroom

"Today's piano class cannot be held for the time being. The piano in the music room was damaged due to unknown reasons. I have reported to the school. A new piano should be coming down in the near future." Kitagawaji calmly announced to the students who came to class in an interest.

Among these female students, Kitagawaji saw Shinhara Tamako with a quiet smile on her face at a glance.

I don’t feel like being expelled yet, and this time I should have been considered a successful escape.

Kitakawaji's expression remained unchanged and thought to himself.

"Such Aikawa, what are we going to do next?"

Someone below asked curiously.

"I'll call the name, click on the students with the name to share some topics you are interested in, how about it?" Kitakawaji looked through the roster and his mind turned very quickly.

This whole process looks natural and coherent.

In this way, Kitagawa Temple can "naturally" place the name of Shinhara Tamako. Similarly, he can also listen to what this little girl has cared about recently.

If all of this is expelled from this world, he must take a more gentle approach.

Kitakawaji thought so, and he no longer hesitated:

"Shika Tamako Shinhara, I wonder if you would like to share some topics you are interested in recently?"

Shinhara Tamako, who was named after her name, was stunned for a moment, but soon came back to her senses and stood up and walked to Kitakawaji.

"I'm so rude, Aikawa." Shinhara Tamako nodded politely to Kitagawaji, then turned around and looked at the classmates.

Should I say that I am a student representative? I can’t see any stage fright.

"Since Mr. Aikawa asked me to come up and share my interesting recent experiences, I am happy to tell my classmates about interesting things that have happened recently."

Her voice paused slightly, revealing a calm aura: "Don't you know that students have heard of such a strange story that once circulated in Sacred Heart Women's Middle School?"

Strange stories?

Kitagawa Temple looked at Shinhara Tamako more, and then she lowered her eyes again when she didn't notice anything strange about the other person's face.

"The name of this weird talk is "Lovely Clown"

With the rather ups and downs of Tamako Shinhara's telling, the story begins.

A-kun is a clown who often promotes the Shibuya neighborhood not far from Sacred Heart Women's Middle School, making passersby laugh.

No matter how sad the days are, he still never gave up hope and always faced others with a smile.

But one day, Mr. A's father passed away.

He should have cried sadly, but what he expressed was a true smile on his face.

It turned out that before he knew it, a false smile had occupied Mr. A's face. He could not show any other expressions, so he could not feel sad about his father's death. He could only smile, hiding somewhere on the corner of the street forever and dancing a one-legged dance, and being a clown.

The story is very short, and Shinhara Tamako portrayed the image of a poor person in just a few words.

"Whether that smile is true or false, maybe only A-kun himself knows, right?" Shinhara Tamako made a brief summary and bowed to Kitagawa Temple and the students on the ring-shaped seats: "The story I am more interested in recently has ended, Aikawa Teacher."

"Yes." Kitagawaji nodded, waved his hand and asked Shinhara Tamako to go down.

Watching the other person walk down with a quiet smile on his face, Kitakawaji's eyes flashed slightly, and he clicked the next person's name

This music lesson didn't actually last long.

But after two or three people were ordered to go on stage at Kitakawaji, the picture had already turned again.

In this kind of mind-like world, it seems that there is no concept of time or space at all, everything is rotating according to Shinhara Tamako's subconscious mind.

But what happened to the strange talk just now?

What does the generation of laughing clown refer to?

Shinhara Tamako always faces other people with a smile.

Could it be that she wants to express something through this?

Beichuan Temple pondered and looked around.

It was still a dark and bright red evening.

The air was filled with an uneasy and frenzied atmosphere.

Kitakawaji looked out of the window and found that the entire school was empty and could not be seen.

This is undoubtedly a very strange thing.

Logically speaking, it should be the time for the Ministry of National Youth League to do activities.

A school with no one except Kitakawa Temple.

Quietly a little cunning

The shadow of Kitagawa Temple was inexplicably lengthened in the dim sunset that seemed to be covered with blood, taking on a hideous shape.

He didn't care about this, and after looking out the window, he glanced at the surroundings.

Medicine cabinet, hospital bed, office desk and chair, hand sink

"Health room?" Kitakawaji glanced at the surrounding environment and pointed his finger at his desk.

His outfit has not changed at all, so it should be Aikawahara.

"January 24th." Kitakawaji picked up the calendar placed on the table, looked at the only date with bright red circles, and fell into a state of subtle thinking.

This is Shinhara Tamako's heart-like world. So can we conclude that January 24th is a special day for Shinhara Tamako?

“And why is the health care room?”

Judging from the eyes of Tamako Shinhara who had looked at Kitagawaji several times, Aikawahara should be a very important person in her mind.

But if you are in the health care room

Kitakawaji pinched his chin.

Knock knock knock knock knock.

A crisp knock on the door sounded, and at the same time it was Shinhara Tamako's voice: "Teacher Aikawa, I'm disturbing."

"Yes." Kitagawaji nodded with a faint expression.
To be continued...