“Come in.” Hayashi-sensei’s voice echoed inside the Director’s Office with just one knock.
She’s waiting for me, huh?
Turning the knob and gently pushing it in, the familiar aroma of a tea that Shizu often had me make for her surged into my nostrils. Looking at the side where her teamaker should be, I could see the boiler gradually start whistling.
The timing was impeccable that the moment I stepped inside, it started to boil.
Hayashi-sensei who sat behind her desk with her forehead curled raised her gaze. She looked at me for a moment looking unbothered before she gestured for me to take care of the tea.
I wryly smiled and shook my head but didn’t utter any refusal. It’s best to just do it than make it an issue, right? I mean, she has authority over me. In this school, at least.