[The Girls' School Teacher] (Episode 3, Chapter 11)

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Chapter Eleven: The Lover's Cherry Blossom View

It was almost eleven o'clock when I left Suzuki's private clinic. The clinic wasn't far from my home, so walking

back was a relaxing stroll. After the surgery, I felt much calmer and more comfortable. It seems

the psychological satisfaction from saving lives has greatly benefited my mental adjustment, contrary to what I

thought a couple of days ago—that I could stop treating patients altogether.

Walking along the road, pale pink cherry blossoms, blown down by the wind, danced and

twirled in the air from the cherry trees planted by residents, beautiful and moving.

Cherry blossoms are Japan's national flower, blooming from Okinawa in February, reaching Tokyo by the end of March, Aomori by

the end of April, and Hokkaido in the far north by May, blooming from south to north.

Many people who love cherry blossoms usually follow them from south to north for two or three months,

sitting under the cherry trees singing and drinking, living a carefree life.

The cherry blossoms in Tokyo began to bloom as early as the end of March, but to see them in full bloom, with a strong wind

carpeting the park paths with

fallen . That means tomorrow.

Usually, couples and families would go out tomorrow to various parks in Tokyo, spread out

floral carpets , and sit under the cherry trees with countless others to admire the blossoms—a beautiful sight known as "hanami" (cherry blossom viewing). However,

this year, I probably won't be going alone for hanami.

As early as Wednesday night, I called my "little wives" (my girlfriends) and told them not to keep coming over,

as it would arouse suspicion in our families. I don't have any reservations, but if my three sweet girls were to discover

they've become wives, the ensuing family upheaval would be unimaginable. These clever

and shrewd girls, after my reminder, finally came to their senses, though

they still said they weren't afraid and would still come over this weekend.

At this point, I asserted my authority as their teacher and husband, sternly demanding that they go home to sleep on Saturday

night and obediently spend the day with their families.

After the reprimand, seeing my tearful little wives, I naturally felt a pang of sympathy and softened

my tone , saying that we had plenty of time together, and that after they graduated next March, they would have more

freedom and could spend every day together. I even uttered some sweet nothings that made the girls blush, which finally made

them reluctantly agree.

Lost in thought, I wandered through the streets and alleys. Because the weather was beautiful today, it was the perfect

time to admire the cherry blossoms, and many families were packing up, standing in their courtyards preparing, with children's laughter

echoing . As I walked down one of the streets on Bending Third Street, a car suddenly

sped out from a house. Due to its high speed and the narrowness of the street, the front of the car was right in front of me in the blink of an eye

.

I frowned, reached out and braced myself against the car's hood, leaping five or six meters backward.

The car slammed on the brakes, tires screeching.

"Ah, I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry!" A woman in her thirties,

looking at me with a panicked expression, jumped out of the driver's seat. "Are you alright? Should we go to the hospital for a checkup?"

I hadn't been hit at all; it just looked like I'd been thrown around,

hence the woman's nervousness.

Just as I was about to casually reprimand her for driving so recklessly, my eyes caught sight of

an incredibly elegant and beautiful young woman sitting next to the driver.

Was it her? Before the thought could even finish, the young woman opened the car door, and with her stepped a brown

Chow Chow. The young girl limped up to me, looked up at me with a guilty expression, and said, "I'm sorry

... sir, are you hurt?"

"Xinzi, why did you come out? Go back quickly, Mom can stay here."

Seeing that I remained silent and only stared at the girl, the woman felt a sudden unease and quickly told

her daughter to return to the car. "Don't be afraid, Mom, I know this gentleman,"

the stunningly beautiful girl smiled slightly. "He's a good person, he won't make things difficult for us."

The girl and I had only met once; to say she considered me a good person based on a single encounter was far-

fetched . Her words were definitely meant to restrain me, to ask me not to make excessive demands.

I smiled. This girl's wariness was actually even stronger than her mother's. "So your name is Xinzi

. What's up? Are you going to the hanami festival with your mother today?"

Xinzi nodded and said, "Yes, sir. I'm so sorry about earlier. Because of me, we missed

the best time to see the hanami. We don't know if there will still be any seats if we go now, so my mother was a bit anxious. Please don't

take offense."

"It's alright, but it's always good to drive carefully."

I waved and walked past them to the other side. Behind me, I heard a mother and daughter talking: "Xinzi,

I saw him get hit and thrown around. Was he just putting on a brave face? We should take him to the clinic."

"Mom, it's okay. This gentleman has great reflexes. Last time,

even when Xiaobai flew right in front of him, he dodged it instantly. I saw him brace himself on the hood before backing away. Since he

said he's fine, you don't need to worry. Next time we see him, we can treat him to something nice as compensation

."

The mother and daughter, along with their Chow Chow, got back into the car. The woman , seeing

that I looked perfectly normal, started the engine and drove off in the opposite direction.

The elegant and beautiful Xinzi spoke with remarkable understanding, both reassuring her mother and demonstrating

her keen observation skills. However, compared to her previous sunny and cheerful demeanor, Xinzi seemed much more wary this time

. Her expression softened only after I left without demanding compensation.

I'm usually a cheerful person and don't usually care about a young girl's little thoughts, but seeing such a beautiful

girl with mobility issues makes me feel uneasy. After all, everyone likes beautiful things, and if

I don't help Xinzi recover, even God might condemn me.

I didn't know where Xinzi lived before, but now that I know where they came from, it

will be much easier to find her in the future.

I looked back at the house. It was only two stories high, with eight small apartments in total. It was quite old,

probably built more than a decade ago. The cars parked in the yard were all very ordinary, indicating that the residents'

living conditions weren't very good.

The car that Xinzi's mother had just driven was a 1992 Honda, which

had been discontinued three years ago. Back then, new cars weren't expensive, and used cars were even cheaper.

The Japanese have a strange habit of buying cars. They usually replace their cars after driving them 30,000 to 50,000 kilometers, and

cars with over 100,000 kilometers are almost nonexistent. This is completely out of character for their thrifty nature.

However, Xinzi's family's car was at least five or six years old. If they weren't poor, no one

would hesitate to spend a month's salary on a better car.

Perhaps it was because their family wasn't wealthy that Xinzi was so concerned about compensation issues?

This thought flashed through my mind.

For the past two Saturday nights, my beautiful wives had been passionately welcoming me in bed,

providing the ultimate pleasure a man can experience! But today, I've ordered them home to rest, leaving

me slowly meditated to regulate my breathing, almost causing

a crisis of disrupted energy flow due to my chaotic mind. By the time I finally regulated my internal energy, it was already six in the morning. Only

then did I realize I was drenched in cold sweat, something that had never happened before in my cultivation

.

Shaking my head, I was very dissatisfied with my performance, yet I couldn't find any

reason to dislike last night's fantasies. I could only smile faintly and go into the bathroom.

The rising steam opened every pore, and I lay in the bathtub to rest. After a night of regulating

my energy , I felt surprisingly exhausted. It seems that enjoying the company of three beauties isn't all good; every

advantage has its disadvantages—it's the cycle of nature, and one must not be careless.

Upon reflection, I suddenly understood why the old man insisted I couldn't have sex with women until I was eighteen.

It was because only by stabilizing my vital energy to a certain level could I withstand

the interference of such indulgence in sexual activity with my cultivation. Otherwise, if I rashly sought out women before my true energy was solidified,

the backlash from my true energy would either destroy all my cultivation or lead me astray.

Even now, like last night, if a demonic obstacle appeared during my cultivation, I would have to expend a lot of

effort to adjust it. Two or three years ago, I might not have been able to do that. Perhaps because

I had exhausted too much energy resisting the demonic obstacle last night, I drifted off to sleep in the comfortable bathroom until I heard soft footsteps

beside me , which startled me awake. I instinctively opened my eyes, and as my eyes flashed with divine light

, an awe-inspiring aura arose within me, startling the three beautiful little thieves who had been stealthily

approaching into a frozen state, forgetting their initial purpose for the ambush.

"My darlings, what brings you all here?" I breathed a sigh of relief, immediately composed myself, and

smiled gently.

Standing not far in front of me were my three beautiful little wives. Today, they were dressed in stunning kimonos

: Koharu in pink, Eri in snow white, and Chikage in light purple, each

exuding a captivating allure.

Coming to my senses, Koharu looked annoyed: "Hmph... I don't want to talk to you..."

I understood perfectly well, and with a slight smile, I stepped out of the bathtub, revealing my perfectly proportioned and muscular

physique , which made the three beauties' eyes light up.

"My little darlings, do you think I really wanted you to leave?"

I said, feigning distress. "I didn't sleep a wink last night, just thinking about my little darlings

."

"Really?"

the girls asked excitedly.

"Of course it's true."

I tied on my towel and said, "What about you guys? Did you miss me?"

"Missed you..."

the busty beauty said softly, "Eri didn't sleep well either. I really wanted Toshio to hold me while I slept." "

Chikage even tried to sneak out last night... It's so hard not being able to be with Toshio

."

"Hmph... I'm telling you, next year after I escape from that old witch, you have to stay with me every day.

You're not allowed to leave my side even for a moment."

The three beauties spoke emotionally. Although it was only one night without me, they

felt even more upset than I did. A girl's heart is much more sensitive and fragile than a man's.

Normally, during the five or so days a week without me, although they also missed and

longed for me , they weren't as sad as they were yesterday. Perhaps it was because they had the expectation of our weekly intimacy that they didn't

feel sad before. But now that it was suddenly gone, the girls were so depressed and sad.

"You lazybones, hurry up and get dressed..."

Eri and Chikage giggled as they dragged me out of the bathroom. "Hurry up and eat breakfast, you're coming with us to the cherry blossom

viewing later!"

"It's our first ever couples' cherry blossom viewing since we started dating!"

the doll-like girl added from behind. Chikage took a carton of milk from the refrigerator, poured oatmeal on it, and put it in

a steamer to cook for a while. Eri also took out the bread that was heating in the oven, and Koharu was in charge of setting out my cutlery and newspaper

. By the time I came out dressed, everything was ready.

I was stunned and said, "Are we really going? Every park in Tokyo is packed with people now,

aren't you afraid of running into acquaintances?"

The pretty and playful girl cutely shook her jade finger. "You're so silly. Who said we have to go to Tokyo to see cherry blossoms?

Can't we go somewhere a little further away?"

I nodded and smiled. These girls really know how to come up with ideas. If we go outside of Tokyo to a slightly more remote,

less populated small city, although there will be many people there, no one will know us, so we won't have to worry

about our secret being leaked.

Like other European and American countries, Japan, apart from a few huge megacities,

has . There are no skyscrapers, but rather the town tries to preserve its pastoral and natural scenery.

People who really know how to travel will usually choose to go to these places rather than

to the steel and concrete buildings of Paris, Tokyo, or New York.

With three "little wives" watching me expectantly, I couldn't possibly eat too slowly.

I finished breakfast in a flash, not even bothering to read the newspaper, grabbed my coat, and headed outside with them.

Parked in the yard was still that golden BMW X6 SUV.

Xiaochun hadn't been used to old things, but in the blink of an eye, her innocent liking had transformed into a tender and lingering

love . The doll-like beauty had happily become my little wife.

And so, this BMW X6 took on a special significance; it became

a token . How could I throw away something so precious? So Xiaochun took it back to the repair shop, spending

a lot of money to restore it to its original condition, and today it was out again.

The doll-like beauty was still driving, but this time Eri wasn't sitting next to her. The busty beauty and Chikage

sat on either side of me in the back, making Xiaochun grit her teeth and shout her dissatisfaction. Amidst the girls'

cheerful chatter, the BMW X6 slowly started moving and drove out of the courtyard.

For some reason, my heart suddenly stirred, and I turned to look at the small, white-walled building next door. A

stunningly young woman stood quietly by the second-floor window.

Our eyes met, and I smiled and waved to her. The beautiful woman glared at me irritably and

disappeared from the window.

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