[The Girls' School Teacher] (Episode 27, Chapter 2)

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Chapter Two: A Passionate Reunion

After hearing about Choma's experiences that afternoon, Sakura was amazed and both moved and

saddened .

She immediately decided to see Dr. Nak to see if he was indeed the person she had been longing for.

For the children of Sakura Academy, escaping wasn't difficult; the difficulty lay in being

expelled after being discovered. No family could afford such a humiliating situation.

However, "human ingenuity is boundless," and countless generations of Sakura Academy students

had created no less than a hundred legitimate ways to sneak out of school, and these methods were constantly being

updated by their younger sisters… Hmm, according to rumors, the elegant and refined Aunt Shizuka was one of the most rebellious beauties back then

.

So, whatever method Sakura used, she appeared at Suzuki Private

Hospital .

At that moment, I hadn't left the hospital yet, and I was in my office, pondering how to treat Goto Momoko

. More than five hours had passed without finding the best solution.

Momoko Goto's internal organs were damaged to an extent beyond description. To put it metaphorically, it was as if she had been taking poison

every day for several years; it's remarkable that

she's managed to hold on until now. Traditional Chinese medicine has a theory called "deep-seated illness that's difficult to reverse," which

refers to the severity of her condition, accumulated over many years.

Given her weakness, drastic methods are absolutely out of the question. Only traditional Chinese medicine's methods of conditioning and recuperation can slowly

restore her internal organs before proceeding with the next stage of treatment.

There are tens of thousands of Chinese medicines. I need to carefully recall

the medical records of legendary physicians like Sun Simiao, Zhang Zhongjing, Bian Que, and Hua Tuo to find their insights into similar cases and gain inspiration.

These legendary physicians were often not known for their good tempers; many of their illnesses and treatment experiences weren't recorded in their

medical books but only briefly mentioned in their travelogues, increasing the difficulty for later generations to learn. A high level of comprehension is required

to glean enlightenment from just a few sentences.

It's somewhat sad, really. There are far more original medical manuscripts, handwritten notes on medical practice, and even

handwritten copies abroad than in China. When I was in America, my father collected over five hundred

rare and unique copies of these medical books; otherwise, my knowledge of traditional Chinese medicine wouldn't be so profound.

Especially in Japan, the handwritten copies of medical books from the Tang and Song dynasties are preserved, encompassing the essence of hundreds of legendary doctors'

practices. Wealthy people often selected these handwritten copies from their collections and gave them to me, from which I

benefited greatly.

I have a very good memory; everything I've seen is in my mind, so closing my eyes and slowly recalling things

is equivalent to flipping through medical books and notes.

"Knock knock..."

A knock on the door pulled me back from my thoughts.

Unless it's urgent, the hospital staff wouldn't dare disturb me; even Kyoka stayed in

the office , let alone anyone else.

"Come in,"

I said calmly.

Minori slipped in, her charming and sexy face sparkling with excitement. "Sir,

Ms. Sakurako Furujima, Mr. Liu Junxiong's student, is waiting for you in the small reception room on the first floor."

Sakurako?

What's she doing here?

I asked calmly. "Did she say what it's about?"

"No," the beautiful young woman replied softly. "She just said she wants to see you... I asked the dean, and she told

me to tell you."

"Alright, I'll go over now."

I waved my hand, letting Minori leave first.

I stood up and took a few deep breaths, trying to clear my mind of the countless prescriptions and words of famous doctors that had been swirling around in my head

, trying to temporarily stop thinking about them.

Suddenly, I smiled faintly.

So what if she's a miracle doctor?

So what if she's the top surgeon in North America?

Which doctor with a conscience isn't trembling with fear and walking on thin ice when facing every treatment?

Perhaps I'm asking too much. How could such severe damage to the internal organs

be treated ?

It was still the small reception room this afternoon.

Remembering how Goto Shigemitsu had been beaten before, but when he learned of Goto Momoko's sacrifices for him

, he finally showed some manly courage and responsibility, running alone to my office door on the second floor and kowtowing 108 times in front of

the closed door, performing the proper courtesies.

Seeing her uncle's sincere repentance, Chomu's hatred for him lessened considerably.

Thinking of the charming and elegant Chomu, who could also be violent when caring for her family, a warm feeling welled up

inside . Who says that the wealthy and powerful have no feelings, only interests?

After knocking a few times, I pushed open the door. My eyes

lit up when I saw Sakura standing there admiring the calligraphy banner.

Needless to say, the girl was beautiful; beneath her long, willow-leaf eyebrows were clear, bright eyes, a delicate nose, and slightly

upturned pink lips—a true beauty.

Most importantly, her outfit today was very eye-catching.

Sakura usually prefers androgynous clothing, such as short-sleeved shirts, tight t-shirts, and black patent leather pants,

but today she's dressed like she's attending a grand banquet. She

's wearing a red embroidered handmade calfskin jacket over a white, tight-fitting, low-cut wool sweater, her high breasts

bulging out of it; her skirt is a purple midi skirt with twelve pleats, a slightly retro yet simple and

elegant style; reaching her knees, it reveals her long, slender, and fair legs. She's wearing black mid-calf boots,

but her socks aren't the usual long stockings—they're completely invisible, indicating she's wearing short cotton socks, intentionally

showing off her beautiful legs.

Is she going to a party later? No.

It's during class time; it's already difficult enough for this girl to sneak out

. If she dares to go to a party and word gets out, she'll be in big trouble.

A thought flashes through my mind. After closing the door, I calmly nod to her: "Sakurako Kojima?"

Sakura turned around without greeting me, instead scrutinizing me from head to toe with her clear, bright eyes,

then staring intently into mine, motionless.

Suddenly, a chilling sense of crisis washed over me.

"What are you doing?"

I asked coldly, my voice turning icy.

The dashing beauty gritted her teeth, leaped forward, and threw herself into my arms.

Caught off guard by the close proximity, I instinctively tried to dodge, but the door was right behind me; if I

dodged , she'd inevitably crash into it.

In that moment of hesitation, a fragrant breeze swept by, and the beauty's body was already nestled in my embrace,

holding .

I immediately felt the astonishing elasticity of her large breasts, and the sweet

scent … This wasn't the first time she'd thrown herself into my arms, but before, I was Richardson, not

Dr. Nak.

"What are you doing? Let go!"

I tried to pry the beautiful girl's hands apart, but Sakura's fingers were clasped tightly together; if

I pulled too hard, I might hurt her.

I couldn't help but smile bitterly. I was always too soft-hearted when it came to the people I cared about and liked; I couldn't bring myself to be ruthless.

Clearly, my reprimands had little effect on Sakura. Her breathing was labored, as if she wanted to

inhale all my scent, and she remained silent for a long time.

I vaguely knew something was wrong, but I couldn't quite put my finger on it.

"Mike... I missed you so much..."

The beautiful girl's sudden words almost made my heart leap out of my chest, even with my strong heart.

"Your heart was beating really fast just now!"

Sakura said playfully, but her voice was choked with emotion, "Why..."

I wanted to push her away and question her about what she was saying, but I didn't want to

do something that would only make things worse, especially in front of such a lively and adorable beauty.

However, my heart was far from calm.

Sakura's sudden arrival, and her absolute certainty that I was Richard, who had protected her for a time…

this plot twist was somewhat dramatic and unbelievable.

Where exactly did things go wrong?

Shaking my head to temporarily set that thought aside, I reached out and swept the beautiful girl up in my arms. As my hands

were forced to part, Sakura gasped in surprise. Seeing me holding her, the cheerful and beautiful girl

blushed slightly.

I quickly sat down on the sofa and let Sakura straddle my lap. Despite her flushed face, the spirited and beautiful girl wrapped her arms around my neck in response to this intimate

gesture .

"I like your East Asian face. I don't like Caucasians... I often think that if Richardson

were Japanese, maybe there would be some hope between us... But how can a person change their skin color? I

feel like I'm being foolish... Now that I see you, I remember that when you met me, even though it was summer,

you weren't wearing a short-sleeved shirt and shorts. You were trying to hide the secret that you're East Asian, weren't you?"

Sakura said softly, her voice gentle and soft, as if talking to herself.

Her eyes never left mine as she spoke, and neither did mine.

Looking into the girl's clear, beautiful eyes and feeling her slightly trembling body, I sighed deeply. "

Do you know that revealing my identity might put you in danger?"

"Hoo..."

Sakura didn't answer. She just let out a breath, and tears instantly slid down her cheeks, dripping onto

her clothes.

"Why do you cry so easily? You're not the delicate kind of girl!"

I reached out to wipe away her tears.

Unexpectedly, the dashing and beautiful girl opened her small mouth and bit me. Luckily, I reacted quickly and

pulled my hand back the moment she bit me.

But Sakura wouldn't give up. She pounced on me, her large breasts pressing against me again, and at the same time, she lowered her head and bit

down, her small mouth biting my cheek.

"Ah...it hurts...Little Miss...let go..."

My face was covered by the girl's hot lips, her silver teeth biting hard; I begged for mercy and slapped her

beautiful buttocks, finally escaping her clutches...oh, her mouth.

I felt it, thankfully, I had used my true energy to protect my skin in time, only two rows of white

marks , no bleeding.

"Sob..."

Before I could scold this naughty little girl, the dashing and beautiful girl suddenly burst into tears. Judging from her sobbing

, she was obviously very sad.

"What's wrong now? My little Miss!"

I gently patted her jade-like back, soothing the beautiful girl, and asked helplessly.

"It really was you, you bastard..."

Sakura looked up, sobbing, her face streaked with tears. "If I hadn't tested you like this, you

would never have told me your true identity, right?"

"..."

I was speechless, utterly defeated.

Damn it, all my years of dominating the world, and I've been tricked by a little girl again!

So she really wasn't sure!

Hearing her calm and confident tone, anyone would have thought she knew everything...

Oh, I remember now, her body was trembling as she spoke. I thought she was excited, but it turns out she was worried

and uneasy, afraid of mistaking someone else!

Even if I'm the number one assassin in North America, the number one swordsman in North America... I'm still just an eighteen-year-old boy.

Extremely frustrated, I couldn't help but reach out and knead the beautiful girl's buttocks hard. "You brat, you've actually

learned to trick people! Who taught you? What a naughty child!"

"Ouch..."

The girl's beautiful, plump buttocks were naturally fleshy and juicy, and kneading them felt the most comfortable. Similarly,

Sakurako, whose beautiful buttocks were being kneaded, felt incredibly stimulated... Waves of tingling, slightly painful pleasure surged through her,

leaving her entire body weak and uncomfortable.

Therefore, her cries were almost groans. "You cunning little girl!"

Looking at Sakurako's panting appearance, I smiled slightly and couldn't help but kiss her pink lips.

Luckily, she was just cunning. If Sakurako had Oda Kiyone's personality, I would have surrendered or run away long ago.

"No... I have to... go back to school later..."

Sakura gasped, her eyes no longer filled with tears, only alluring charm.

Despite Sakura's cheerful and outgoing personality, as a fellow all-girls school student, her knowledge in this area

was like the difference between a kindergarten student and a high school student compared to Koharu and Eri.

She thought my touching and teasing meant I wanted to sleep with her, and she couldn't help but feel a little flustered.

The girl liked me, but she was still hesitant about losing her virginity immediately, a hesitation

tinged with anticipation and joy.

I understood the complex feelings of a young girl, and I smiled, helping her sit up straight.

Sakura looked at me again, much more relaxed this time, her expression changing. Smiling, she

bluntly said , "Hey, you're so ugly..."

I glared at her, then squeezed her buttocks slightly harder with my hands. "I'm Dr. Nak now,

can't you show me some respect? If outsiders saw this, wouldn't they be terrified?"

"Hehe..."

Sakura smiled, "If someone saw Dr. Nak pinching my butt, wouldn't

they be shocked?"

"Naughty!"

I smiled slightly, pulling her closer, my mouth reaching forward to touch the beautiful girl's smooth pink lips.

"Sakura-kun, I want to kiss you, is that okay?"

I said.

"Hehe..."

My lips tickled hers, and the little girl playfully stuck out her pink tongue, licking my

lips. "Hmm, smelly... um..." The

moment the little beauty's fragrant tongue appeared, I took it into my mouth, and at the same time, my tongue entered

Sakura's mouth, our lips and tongues instantly intertwined.

Sakura's first kiss was given to me like this, and it took her a while to clumsily respond.

I don't I tasted. Only when the beautiful girl's breathing became rapid did I release her.

A spirited young girl, her cheeks flushed, nestled into my arms; a feeling of happiness and excitement surged within

her .

"Sakura, who told you?"

After our intimacy, I began my interrogation.

"What?"

Sakura dodged the question.

"Who told you my identity was questionable?"

"It's a secret!"

"I know even if you don't tell me." "You're

lying..."

"Was it Butterfly who told you?"

I looked at her seriously. "You don't need to hide it for her anymore, I know it was her."

"Huh? How did you know?"

Sakura asked, curious and surprised. "Hehe, you're allowed to trick me, but I'm not allowed to trick you back?"

"Oh...you're cheating..."

Sakura realized she'd been tricked and angrily threw a punch at me, but it felt as light as cotton.

Holding the spirited beauty in my arms, I listened tenderly as she recounted Butterfly's realization

and judgment that afternoon. I also recalled that scene, completely unaware that it was through this that I had revealed my identity.

Truly, new talents emerge in every generation!

I didn't expect Butterfly Dance's observation skills and sensitivity to be so strong; she actually found a

flaw .

I'm still a little unconvinced. "Butterfly Dance dared to guess something from such a simple action; she's incredibly audacious! If

she's wrong, you'll get a spanking today!"

"Hehe... It's so boring to be young without impulsiveness!"

Sakura nestled in my arms, her eyes sparkling. "I've thought it all out. If you really are just

Dr. , I can just use Toshio as a shield, and you won't get angry with a kid like me. But if you

really are Mike, then you won't be heartless towards me, you won't disown me."

"That's just what you're thinking."

"Hehe... Why are you still being so stubborn?"

Sakura touched my nose with her delicate nose. "You clearly care about me and don't want to hurt me... Otherwise, if you

had pushed me away immediately, I would have been too timid."

She was referring to when she rushed into my arms; Sakura had mustered all her courage then, and if I had pushed her

away , she wouldn't have dared to proceed with her plan.

It was precisely because she sensed my soft heart that she further confirmed Butterfly Dance's speculation.

"So, in the end, you're still using me, aren't you?"

I licked the beautiful girl's lips. "Little girl, I didn't expect you to become so wicked!"

"Hmph! If I didn't learn to be a little smarter, would I be able to force out this old fox like you?"

The dashing and beautiful girl didn't back down and stuck out her little tongue, meeting my big tongue in mid-air. The

kiss was incredibly sweet.

The beautiful girl tasted the sweetness of love for the first time, and it took her a while to tire herself out and withdraw her pink little tongue, falling back into my

arms .

When she looked up again, Sakura had a pitiful expression: "Um... who exactly are you? What should I

call you? Speaking of which, I'm so pitiful. I have someone I like, but he won't even show me his real face

, and I don't even know his real name..."

No matter which girl it is, it's irresistible when she's being coquettish.

I quickly raised my hands. "Okay, okay, you can just call me Nak from now on. As for the Richardson

identity I only use it when I'm bored."

Sakura blinked her big eyes and asked, "You rarely use the Richardson identity?"

After hesitating for a moment, I nodded.

"Haha...that's great!"

Sakura's delicate hand climbed onto my shoulder. "Then I'll call you Mike from now on! You're my Mike...

Sakura 's Mike alone..."

"Whatever!"

Seeing how happy she was, I could only let her have her way.

"By the way, Mike, is this your real face?"

Sakura suddenly remembered something, pinched my face a few times but didn't see any flaws, and then said, "You don't have another

disguise, do you?"

"This is my true face. Are you disappointed?"

I absolutely cannot admit it now. It was already unexpected enough that Nak and Richardson's identities were revealed, if it were to be...

Sakura knows that Nak is Liu Junxiong, and she'll throw a tantrum on the spot… and it won't just be her; most of my beautiful

little wives will probably too, which will be quite a hassle.

But if I don't let them know, it seems Sakura has also fallen for me now. How can I possibly spend the weekend

with both my beautiful little wives and Sakura?

And then there's the "Axiom Holy War Group"…

For the first time, I feel that having multiple identities is indeed a bit complicated.

"No…"

The dashing beauty shook her head with a smile, "Being a little ugly is good, very safe… not so many people

will compete with me."

She paused, her delicate face becoming solemn: "You must be just as cold and aloof as usual towards other girls in the future

…"

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