"teacher……"

If what I attended today was not a funeral, and the teacher Sayuri in front of me was not wearing a funeral dress, maybe everything would be different.

Kousei lowered his head and touched the back of her head with his chin, crushing the soft hair and conveying a trace of warmth.

The body is shaking slightly.

There was a tremor from the arm holding the teacher, which was pitiful.

Nothing else could be done for the time being, and Gongsheng was not used to making unfinished vows, so all he could do was hold her tight.

The teacher lay on his side on his chest, curled up in his arms like a little girl.

From the day she received the news of her father's death until today when she held her father's funeral, the gloomy and helpless emotions accumulated in Sayuri's heart.

The only remaining family member passed away, and her father, who could act like a spoiled child without restraint, left life like this. Sayuri could not even hold his hand.

During his lifetime, he was always busy with work, and the most he held was his gun. Only police officers holding guns could protect his daughter.

After his death, he was framed in the position where he paid the most, and the medal that was supposed to accompany him through the Three Rivers of Hell was also taken away, leaving only unfounded charges that satirized his past life.

"Kongsheng... help the teacher... please?"

"Woooooo~~"

Buried in the arms of her closest student, Sayuri couldn't hold on, and her tense nerves turned into tears when they came into contact with Kousei's gentleness.

No longer insisting, no longer holding back, just crying so wantonly.

At the age of twenty-seven, she was well protected. She had never been so wronged before. Tears fell down her face and stained her blush.

It was also Sayuri's cry that attracted everyone's attention.

No one comes forward, this is the rule.

From a political perspective, Matsumoto Kiyonaga belongs to the party abandoned by politics, and Matsumoto Sayuri is also defined as a symbol of political abandonment.

If you choose to get close to Sayuri Matsumoto, there is a chance that you will be soft-hearted and avenge this stupid woman. This kind of behavior is a threat to the higher-ups.

To interpret it politically, it means siding with hostile political factions. The top management will never leave such hidden dangers.

Including retired and resigned police officers, they dare not come forward to talk to Sayuri Matsumoto because they still need to rely on their past relationships to make profits for their current lives.

Including Mouri Kogoro, he also has to pretend to be stupid. Even though the other party helped him a lot when he served under Matsumoto Kiyonaga, he must not contact Matsumoto Sayuri at this moment.

Detectives need to rely on the Metropolitan Police Department to obtain convenience in handling cases and navigate gray areas.

Isn’t it strange that talking to Sayuri would bring about political trouble? Everyone, including the top brass of the Metropolitan Police Department, will come to attend this funeral?

It's simple, because Matsumoto Kiyonaga is from the Metropolitan Police Department faction.

Just because of this, everyone must come to the funeral and show their support for the Metropolitan Police Department.

Especially retired and resigned personnel, like Mouri Kogoro, must attend this kind of funeral and take the opportunity to show their faces in front of the top brass of the Metropolitan Police Department.

Only on occasions such as funerals and weddings, the senior management will show a friendly attitude, less official talk, and show peace within the Metropolitan Police Department to people from other factions.

If it weren't for a red or white occasion, people from the Detective Association and the security company wouldn't even have the qualifications to appear in front of senior officials.

…

In the lounge, the teacher and the student were sitting on the bench.

Teacher Sayuri sat sideways on the lap of her former student, her tears already wet the collar of her student's clothes, and she didn't dare to let go of her tightly held arms.

Like being afraid of waking up from a dream, the only thing that can bring you a sense of security is leaving.

Including a pair of marshmallows being pressed into an oval shape, Sayuri didn't care, and her arms were still applying strength to keep him with her for a longer time.

"Teacher, I will recover Officer Matsumoto's honor for you, and I will also arrest the murderer of Officer Matsumoto."

With this weak look, there is no way he could still be in the state of a stern teacher who once spat at Kudo Shinichi.

Think about her junior high school days, when Sayuri knew about the situation of the Mori siblings, her cruelty to Kudo Shinichi reached its peak, and she would wear small shoes without stopping.

Music classrooms need to be cleaned more than a hundred times each semester, which averages out to at least ten times a month and at least twice a week.

Compare it to Sayuri in her junior high school memories, and compare it to the teacher in her arms, with her hand on her catkin waist.

Much thinner than before.

"Kongsheng..."

Saying it close to her ear, Sayuri felt at ease, even in the current intimate behavior.

Perhaps, if he wasn't holding her and communicating like this, Sayuri would be flustered.

"The teacher was rude just now. You don't need to take what you said before seriously."

Sayuri also brought her lips to Kousei's earlobe.

"The teacher may leave Tokyo. If Kousei misses the teacher, just call the teacher. The teacher will come to the teacher's side. The matter of the teacher's father is too important..."

After a moment of pause, Sayuri also hesitated.

On the one hand, it is about Matsumoto Kiyonaga, and on the other hand, it is related to the future of his own students. This weight is a decision made in the heart.

"Teacher, I don't want you to lose your own future."

It seems difficult to choose, but it seems easy to choose.

If the choice is made between Matsumoto Kiyonaga and Mori Kousei, Teacher Sayuri hopes that Kousei will have a better life and not be involved by his deceased father.

This is not a decision made as a daughter, but as a person who was the sister next door when she was young, and she must care for him.

After saying that, the upper and lower pale lips were pressed against Kousei's forehead. They lacked moisture and became dry after contact.

But this is enough.

Kousei put his hand on Sayuri-sensei's back to prevent her from losing balance when she moved on him, and to help her stabilize her body. She could do whatever she wanted to do.

"The funeral has been postponed for three days. I will deal with Uncle Matsumoto's affairs."

Because Sayuri is sitting on Kousei's lap, her height is higher than Kousei's.

At this moment, he straightened up, causing the scenery in front of Kousei to change. The collar was wrinkled due to the squeeze just now, and now it completely covered Kousei's face.

It was a bit difficult to exhale and exhale, and my voice was muted in multiple ways.

If someone were to approach the lounge at this moment, they would probably have doubts about the relationship between Kousei and Sayuri, but for teachers and students, this way of getting along is just a daily routine for the past three years.

It was also in this daily life that Kousei had the reason to help Matsumoto Kiyonaga clear his name.

"Actually, I should have changed my tune long ago."

It would be great if there was no Mao Lilan.

Sayuri Matsumoto lowered her head to look at the boy buried in her marshmallows, and was forced to move left and right by him, making her face appear outward.

"What do you say instead, Master?"

The relationship of seniority lies in front of the teacher and the student.

Kousei closed his eyes and said nothing else. The focus of his thoughts was on Police Inspector Morohoshi Toshio and Brewery Ireland.

I had agreed with my Aunt Bellmode before that by taking back Ireland's financial department, I would be able to do so one day earlier, and I would also be rewarded by Aunt Bellmode.

Morohoshi Toshio is in some trouble. There is no one to take his place, and no one from the Teidan faction can be promoted to this position for the time being.

It's really not possible to have an outsider act like a puppet on a string.

"Hiss~~"

The sound of the mouth clicking up and down, as well as the sound of swallowing saliva, are too close to the ears because they are placed too close.

Sayuri was also a little tired and fell asleep in the arms of her students.

Seeing this scene, the corners of Gongsheng's mouth raised slightly.

"I will arrange for you to transfer to the high school and continue to be my class teacher, Teacher Sayuri."

After all, you are my certificate of submission.

…

The day passes quickly and the night comes even faster.

"boom----!"

There was another explosion, and a bridge on the Tokyo Railway was blown up.

The bomber called the Metropolitan Police before the explosion and stated that a bomb had been planted somewhere on the railway, and the tram must keep running at high speed, otherwise the bomb would explode.

The Metropolitan Police Department had no choice but to arrange for the railway department to keep the tram running at high speed until dusk. The Metropolitan Police Department did not find the bomb site and the explosion occurred on the bridge.

There were simply no casualties this time.

As for Hattori Heiji and Sera Masumi, both of them were detained by the Metropolitan Police Department for a whole day. They were called according to the order of detention and waited in batches for their parents to pay the money to be borrowed.

Both of these people are on the last bus, and so far they can't even make a call.

He also has the arrogance of being a famous detective. When he thinks that the Metropolitan Police Department cannot solve a case, he will specially consult a famous high school student, so that the two of them can leave with a high-profile identity.

"..."
To be continued...