The next day, Tanaka Asuka did not come to class as she had said she would, but everyone in the Wind Music Club had already guessed as much.
Instead, Duanmu Huai deeply experienced the consequences of how talking big is fun for a while. After finally giving the students some advice like a proper teacher, several students came looking for him the very next day—well, they had all listened to him and gone to talk things over with their parents. Most of them were second- or third-year students, which was perfectly normal. After all, the future was still too distant a topic for first-year students.
Some students thanked Duanmu Huai, saying, "Thank you for your advice, Teacher. After talking with my family, I feel more confident now!"
Others came to Duanmu Huai to complain, saying, "My parents don't understand my thoughts at all..."
What could Duanmu Huai do?
He taught physical education. He wasn't a psychological counselor!
So he could only say whatever came to mind.
"Ah... this is exhausting."
Leaning back in his chair, Duanmu Huai felt like a wilted eggplant. These brats really had a lot of worries. Some problems he could solve, while others were beyond him. After all, even an incorruptible official could hardly judge a family dispute. Even Duanmu Huai could not resolve conflicts within someone else's family. He could only offer some suggestions. What the other party chose to do afterward was beyond his control.
"You've really worked hard, Teacher Duanmu."
At that moment, Taki walked over with a smile and greeted Duanmu Huai.
"You know I've worked hard, so give me a hand."
"I'm not very good at this sort of thing."
"You're just unwilling to get involved."
Duanmu Huai snorted softly. By now, he had a fairly good understanding of Japanese habits: