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[The Girls' School Teacher] (Episode 2, Chapter 1) 

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Chapter 1: Dominating the Scene



In late March, the cherry blossoms on the streets of Tokyo were already showing signs of blooming.



Once April arrived, all of Tokyo would be bathed in a sea of cherry blossoms, and at that time,

almost everyone in Tokyo would visit Ueno Park—whether for family gatherings, company events, or, of course, couples

' dates.



Grabbing two girls who had almost torn each other's clothes while playing, I stepped out of the house and was shocked to find

a dazzling, beautiful golden BMW X6 SUV parked in the yard.



"Let's go!"



The two girls became much more proper after coming out, smoothing their clothes in the rearview mirror

before scrambling into the car.



Upon closer inspection, I saw the petite, doll-like Xiaochun sitting in the driver's seat. I smiled and said, "Xiaochun,

how's your driving? I remember Japanese law says you can only get a driver's license at eighteen."



Xiaochun pouted her nose and said disdainfully, "Uncle, get in the car already, stop talking nonsense."



After our intimate encounter, Eri's gaze towards me wasn't as bold as before. Seeing

Xiaochun's reaction, she blurted out, "Toshio, these laws only apply to ordinary people. Our license plates are already

registered, so the police won't stop us. Besides, Xiaochun has been driving for two years."



Stunned...



Xiaochun is only sixteen years old this year, and barely 160 centimeters tall. Two years ago... I tried to convince

myself that she was a good girl who obeyed traffic rules, opened the car door, and sat in the back.



"Let's go..."



Xiaochun called out sweetly, skillfully started the engine, and the car sped off. As the car turned off

the street , I vaguely sensed someone watching me. Turning my head, I saw

a stunningly beautiful young woman in a pink kimono on the second floor of a white building next door, her eyes silently watching me, her expression unreadable.



Eri had just told me that Koharu had been driving for two years, which I hadn't quite believed. But watching her navigate

the narrow streets of Tokyo in her BMW W SUV, I felt a surge of admiration for this petite and adorable girl

. It's normal for wealthy young people to enjoy cars, but to be this skilled requires considerable

effort.



Gradually, the car left the city center, heading southwest towards the Chuo and Minato wards, a region filled with harbors and

docks. A little further on was Yokohama, the capital of Kanagawa Prefecture and Japan's largest port city by cargo volume, surpassing even

the three established port cities—Kobe, Fukuoka, and Hakodate.



To some extent, many Tokyoites consider Yokohama a satellite city of Tokyo, an integral part of

Tokyo's culture, and countless Yokohama residents share this sentiment.



Leaving the busiest and most congested section of the Yamanote Line, Koharu floored the accelerator, instantly

reaching 120 kilometers per hour, the surrounding scenery flashing by.



While 120 km/h might only result in the smell of exhaust fumes on American highways, it's still incredibly fast on

Japan's narrow roads.

This drew the horns of many middle-aged and elderly drivers who usually dislike honking, who began to honk in protest.



Koharu, however, took the honking as praise, smiling broadly and even playing Morning

Musume music, filling the car with the sweet, childlike voices of young girls.



On the racetrack, those who try to outrun others are often overtaken.



This soon proved true; a Volvo SUV with a larger engine

zipped past, only to slam on its brakes a hundred meters in front of Koharu's car.

The sharp screeching of tires and billowing smoke instantly obscured the road.



Xiaochun was startled and quickly released the accelerator, slamming on the brakes five times in a short period. She managed to bring the car back to a steady speed of 20 kilometers per hour within a mere

100 meters.



In this situation, sudden braking was absolutely out of the question. There were too many cars behind Xiaochun;

if she braked suddenly, it wouldn't give the others time to react. Even if Xiaochun stopped, the others

wouldn't be able to stop in time and would inevitably crash into her car.



The BMW SUV's speed suddenly decreased, and its four taillights flashed brightly,

alerting the cars behind to an emergency ahead and urging everyone to slow down—though she didn't really need to

warn them; with such thick smoke, who wouldn't see it?



However, seeing that Xiaochun's car was still moving slowly without being hit, the cars behind relaxed

and slowed down one after another, preventing any collisions.



Since we were almost at the seaside, the sea breeze quickly dispersed the thick smoke,

revealing the road ahead. The Volvo SUV that had braked suddenly was

long .



"That's strange. Didn't those two cars suddenly break down and brake suddenly?"



Just as I was wondering, Koharu and Eri gritted their teeth and shouted angrily, "

Whose car is this? Playing tricks on us like this? We're going to give her a good beating later!"



"Do you know who owns that car?"



I asked, a thought flashing through my mind.



"We didn't see which car it was, but we'll ask when we see it."



Koharu slowly started to accelerate again.



"That brat, scaring us like that, I'll have to throw her into the sea!"



"Volvo's XC90, 4400cc engine, license plate number Daejeon 303666

6,"



I said calmly.



The two beautiful girls' eyes lit up, but at the same time they gritted their teeth and said, "So it's Chikage! Toshio, just wait

and see how we deal with her! She's really rebelling, daring to play tricks on us!"



I originally wanted to say that I saw a man driving this car, and a

girl , but in such a short time and at such a fast speed, I could see so much clearly. It's a bit

too ostentatious; it's better to be more low-key.



A girl with a vengeful heart is terrifying. A dozen minutes later, the BMW SUV had stopped at

Shibaura Pier.



Shibaura Pier is located in the lower center of Tokyo, and the famous colorful bridge is built across Shibaura Pier.



Rainbow Bridge stretches for dozens of kilometers to the island opposite, where the headquarters of Fuji Television, Japan's most famous television station , is located.



Of course, if you take a small boat, there are hundreds of islands of varying sizes in Tokyo Bay,

many private islands belonging to wealthy businessmen and elites, popular vacation spots for the rich.



Shibaura Pier was originally an extension of an island, which has long been leveled and converted

into dozens of docks for boats, filled with containers and vessels of all sizes.



Xiaochun drove to a

small surrounded by luxurious yachts of all sizes, seemingly used for private outings.



On the wide, flat area next to the pier, five luxury SUVs were scattered around,

including the Volvo that had just made a dramatic stop in front of us.



A dozen or so young men and women stood chatting, many drinking and smoking, laughing loudly,

their spirits high.



After Koharu and Eri jumped off the car, they ran around to the carriage, grabbed two baseballs, and rushed towards Volvo. The boys and girls

on the other side had already seen them. Upon seeing this, a stunningly beautiful girl screamed

and rushed over to intercept them.



The girl was also sixteen or seventeen years old, with a beautiful face, long, delicate eyebrows, large eyes, a small

, pert nose, and pink lips. Two strands of her hair fell down from the sides of her face, while the rest were tied up in a red ribbon at the back of her head

, making her both pretty and playful.



"Stop! What are you doing? Don't smash my car..."



the girl shouted loudly, blocking the two angry girls.



"You brat, do you want me to hit you too?"



Koharu said sharply, "Do you know you almost caused us to have a car accident? Do you want to kill us?"



The girl was speechless for a moment, but she didn't give in, firmly blocking them, and the three girls became entangled.



"Stop!"



A young man in his early twenties walked over. He had a handsome face and frowned. "

Who people? How can you be so rude to Miss Chikage? You have no manners at all."



Seeing an outsider arrive, Koharu and Eri stopped arguing with the girl and stared coldly at him.



This young man was the one who had piloted the Volvo earlier. Afraid that Koharu and Eri would get hurt, I quickly

stood beside them. The pretty, playful girl opposite me gave me a strange look.



The young man was good-looking, but there was a ferocious scorpion image on the back of his hand, lifelike and

vivid .



"A member of the Oni Scorpion Team?"



Koharu pointed at the young man with a baseball bat.



"That's right. My father is Yoshihiro Masakiyo, the second vice-captain of the Oni Scorpion Team. I am Yoshihiro Ieshin."



The young man knew that the people who came here were not simple, but he was also very proud of his identity. Just as he finished saying

his name, he saw a baseball bat approaching from afar and suddenly hitting him on the head.



"Bang!"



Yoshihiro Ieshin staggered back several steps, but now he could move again.



"Damn it!" Yoshihiro Ieshin cursed angrily, about to rush forward and beat up this arrogant doll-like

girl, when he heard Koharu say, "I am Teraguchi Koharu, a member of the Shikoku clan. Go ahead

and try ."



Shikoku… Teraguchi Koharu… Teraguchi…



The young man, realizing what was happening, abandoned his other thoughts, enduring the pain in his shoulder, and said in a deep voice, "

Miss Teraguchi, although you are the second young lady of the Bee Queen Clan, you can't just randomly hit people like this, can you?"



Koharu, who looked incredibly cute like a doll, now had a cold expression on her face: "Yoshihiro Ieshin,

I don't need a reason to hit you. Go ahead and hit me back if you dare."



Yoshihiro Ieshin muttered a few times, unwilling to argue further. He thought to himself, who dares to mess with you bunch of

crazy people from Shikoku, barbarians who always seem to be carrying explosives? My life is too precious to stoop to the level of

a .



Unwittingly, Yoshihiro Ieshin spotted me standing beside them. His eyes lit up. "Hey, little

brother , how about we play a game?"



I was only eighteen, and at school, dressed in a formal suit, I

looked But in casual clothes, I looked only slightly older than the two girls. Because

of this, Yoshihiro Ieshin saw me, his protector, as someone he could insult.



Koharu and Eri's expressions changed. Although they didn't take Yoshihiro Ieshin seriously, it didn't mean I

could mess with him!



The girls opened their mouths to speak, but I pulled them behind me. "Don't move, don't interrupt."



The two girls were respectful of their teacher's words, giving a soft snort and remaining silent, but

glaring fiercely at Yoshihiro Ieshin.



The beautiful and playful girl, Chikage, was now even more confused… When had she ever seen these two

girls so obedient?



"How do you want to play the game?"



I asked with a smile.



"It's simple, a thrilling game we men often play."



Yoshihiro Kashin pointed to the dock about two hundred meters ahead. "We'll drive our cars towards the sea,

straight into the azure ocean. Whoever stops first loses, how about it?"



I looked at where he was pointing. The dock abruptly ended two hundred meters away, surrounded by a dense array

of yachts. If anyone lost control and drove off the dock, their only fate would be to crash

into those yachts, with no chance of survival.



"I've never tried this kind of thrilling game before!"



I sighed. "Are you sure you want to try?"



Yoshihiro Kashin noticed the drastic change in Koharu and Eri's expressions and quickly interjected, "Of course, unless you admit

you're not a man."



"Okay,"



I readily agreed.



"Junxiong..."



Koharu's soft, sticky voice and Eri's clear, crisp voice rang out simultaneously: "Don't compete with

this idiot. What right does he have to demand that you do the same?"



"Do you guys have that little faith in me?" I turned around and winked at them: "In..."

"Cheer for me from the sidelines! How could I possibly lose to this guy?"



"Who wins and who loses is still uncertain. Don't be so slow that you can't even cover fifty meters."



Yoshihiro said coldly, but then turned to Chikage with a completely different expression, revealing what he considered his most charming

smile: "Miss Chikage, watch me win this victory between men for you!"



Chikage hesitated for a moment, but still tossed him the keys, though her tone was indifferent: "You win

this race for yourself, not for me. Don't involve me in this."



Yoshihiro's composure was quite good. After a moment of surprise, he forced a smile and said: "Miss Chikage, please

watch quietly from the sidelines. My reputation as the number one racer of the Ghost Scorpion team is definitely not for nothing."



After saying that, he didn't want to be humiliated in front of the girls, and said with a sidelong glance: "Hey little brother, how about we

start?"



I didn't say anything, turned around and got into the driver's seat of the BMW SUV, and slowly drove the car to

a position next to Volvo.



The boys and girls chatting nearby, having learned of our upcoming race while they were making noise, quickly

moved all the cars blocking the way, making the path from here to the dock's break point completely clear.



"Teacher, if you can't do it, just give up,"



Eri said softly from the car window, a blush creeping onto her face.



"Toshio, how can a weak professor like you compete in driving skills against gangsters?"



Koharu pouted. "Don't be afraid. If you lose, I'll get revenge for you."



Feeling the two girls' concern, my heart warmed. "If you'd like, stand

aside and cheer me on. I've never been afraid of gangsters."



"Sigh..."



Koharu and Eri sighed simultaneously; they both considered me an ignorant scholar.



"Junxiong, since you're back from America, I'll cheer you on in an American way."



Eri suddenly mustered her courage, stood on tiptoe, and stuck her head into the car, giving me a kiss on the cheek: "

Good luck , don't get hurt."



The doll-like girl, oblivious to my reaction, giggled and also stood on tiptoe, sticking her head out, but this

time she kissed my forehead: "Junxiong, this is my first kiss! You've received such a precious

gift, you must stay safe!"



They meant well, but they still didn't have high hopes for me, so I had to shut my mouth and not argue with them

; facts were more useful than arguments.



"Ready?"



A boy with a headscarf, holding a red cloth, stood ten meters in front of the two cars

and shouted loudly.



Yoshihiro Ieyasu made a victory sign at him, while I just gave him a thumbs up.



"Ready...go!"



the boy roared, and the red cloth he held up quickly fluttered down.



"Vroom...Vroom...Vroom...Vroom..."



A deafening roar of engines filled the air as two luxury SUVs, like arrows released from a bow, sped off

towards the azure sea.



The young men and women huddled together, watching the two vehicles intently.



The BMW X6's top acceleration time was 11 seconds to 100 meters per second; the Volvo

XC90, with its greater emphasis on off-road capabilities, achieved 100 meters per second in 10 seconds—a negligible difference. Even at a

slow pace, it would take a maximum of 30 seconds to reach the port. Yoshihiro Kashin didn't hold back at all, flooring the accelerator—a common tactic



in such races .   His unwavering momentum easily intimidated the timid. Seeing him charge like this, even the bravest among them would murmur in surprise. And once someone hesitated even slightly, releasing the accelerator, they would never have the courage to accelerate again—at least, none of the people Yoshihiro Kashin encountered did.   Today, Yoshihiro Ieshin believed there would be no exception. But as he floored the accelerator, a glance from the corner of his eye revealed a BMW ten meters away, also traveling at full speed, showing no signs of slowing down. Yoshihiro Ieshin was slightly startled. Had he encountered an idiot?   His timing in racing was top-notch in Tokyo. He silently calculated the time : five seconds had passed. At top speed, over a distance of 200 meters, this Volvo would have to brake in a maximum of twelve seconds, otherwise the remaining braking distance would be insufficient, and it would ultimately fly into the yacht moored at sea due to inertia.   Seven seconds!   Yoshihiro Ieshin glanced at the BMW again; still no sign of slowing down.   He'd give it his all! Yoshihiro Ieshin didn't release the accelerator at all, though his leg was trembling slightly.   Nine seconds!   Still no sign of slowing down!   Ten seconds!   Eleven seconds!   Damn! A madman!   Yoshihiro Ieyasu, his face flushed, released the accelerator and slammed on the brakes with his right foot. He first braked all the way to the floor, then quickly released, then pressed the brake pedal two-thirds of the way down, then halfway down… After twelve consecutive braking maneuvers, the car finally came to a stop just one centimeter from the break at the dock .   In a mere five seconds, Yoshihiro Ieyasu had executed such a complex maneuver, demonstrating top-notch driving skills! This one- meter distance was Yoshihiro Ieyasu's best record since participating in the "Running Towards the Ocean" race .   What should have been a moment of triumph instead of cheers from the crowd was Yoshihiro Ieyasu's pale face. His eyes were vacant as he stared at the BMW X6 speeding in the opposite direction, on the verge of tears.   Good heavens, what monster had he encountered? Yoshihiro Ieyasu recalled the scene: when he braked so hard, the other car hadn't slowed down at all. When they were already 150 meters away, no longer enough to stop , Yoshihiro Ieyasu had even laughed. The next moment, however, he was dumbfounded, unable to believe it.   The BMW X6 had slowed down, but hadn't actually applied the brakes; the car sped towards the break in the dock , until, in the last meter, it suddenly slammed on the brakes. As the car spun rapidly, the front...



































































































Sparks flew from the two wheels as the front of the car slammed into the ground, spinning 180 degrees.

The car, except for a small portion of the front, was thrown into the air, protruding over the broken dock. Just as it was

about to tumble and fly away, the BMW X6 slammed on the brakes, using the momentum

to propel itself forward, pulling the large section of the car back with it.



Although the front tires were badly worn, and the hood was even torn,

when the BMW X6 returned to the boys and girls, the screaming, almost frenzied teenagers surrounded it,

oblivious to everything else.



When I opened the door and jumped out, two fragrant, beautiful bodies cheered and threw themselves into my arms.



"Smack!" "Smack!"



Two heavy kisses landed on my cheeks.



"Junxiong, you're amazing..."



Not only was Koharu's soft, sweet voice pleasant, but Eri's coquettish voice also had its own unique charm.



Luckily, I remembered that the incredibly beautiful girl in my arms was my student, so after a brief hug

, I gently pushed them away.



"Junxiong, bringing you out today was definitely the best decision we made."



Koharu saw Eri link her arm with mine and did the same, her

large eyes sparkling as she looked up, more doll-like than a doll.



"I'm sorry, Koharu, I broke your car."



I shrugged, looking at the still smoking BMW X6 in front of me.



"Whatever, it's broken, it's broken."



Koharu smiled brightly, "It's an honor for it to end its mission in your hands!"



"Big brother, you're a professional race car driver, right? Please take me as your apprentice!"



The boy who had been giving orders rushed up, looking on with admiration.



"That was amazing, handsome! That last move was absolutely divine!"



A beautiful young woman laughed, giving a thumbs-up with both hands.



"..."



The boys and girls chattered incessantly, discussing the thrilling scene they had just witnessed. They never

imagined that someone could complete the "journey to the ocean" so incrediblely; it was truly the pinnacle!



At the dock's breakwater, Yoshihiro Kashin, seeing their display, sighed sadly, got out of the car, and

walked away alone.



But at this moment, who would care about the loser?

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