[The Girls' School Teacher] (Episode 23, Chapter 7)

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Chapter Seven: The Cool and Aloof Girl

We walked away hand in hand from the crowd, and

only after boarding the train did I release Xinzi's small hand. It was rush hour, and the train was packed. Xinzi didn't want any physical

contact with others, so the beautiful girl gently grabbed my clothes with both hands and pressed herself close to me.

The delicate fragrance she carried didn't diminish in the slightest, even in the crowded train, constantly

emanating and smelling very pleasant.

I've always admired this elegant and beautiful girl's strength and independence, so of course I had no other

thoughts.

The journey from Shinjuku to Adachi required several train transfers, but

even though the trains were crowded at this time of day, they were still much faster than taxis. So, it wasn't until an hour later that we set foot on

Honmachi soil again.

"Phew..."

The sky was already getting hazy. Yonehara Kaoruko, having gotten off the train, let out a long sigh, stretched adorably, and

revealed a rare, endearing naiveté. "I still prefer quieter places."

I smiled. "I also think the countryside, far from the crowds and with beautiful scenery, is wonderful."

I originally wanted to say "Kujono," but Yanagi Toshio shouldn't know "Kujono"—that's a place only Dr.

Nak knew about—so I used "countryside" instead.

Kaoruko smiled slightly. "Mr. Yanagi, I invited Mr. Nak to my hometown, Kujono, last time.

When will you and Ms. Kyoka go there for a vacation? It's

one of !"

"I'll go when I have the chance,"

I replied gently.

"Oh, right, Mr. Liu!"

The beautiful girl seemed to have suggested it on a whim, tilting her stunningly pretty face upwards. "My mother said that if there's

a chance , she'd like to invite you to our house for dinner... Do you have time today?"

"I do have time." Looking at her expectant face, I hesitated for a moment before saying, "But would

n't ?"

"Not at all, not at all..."

Xinzi's voice held a hint of coquettishness as she happily said, "You and Mr. Nak are both

great benefactors to me. Although we can't repay you in any way, having a meal to express our gratitude is absolutely necessary

... Well, I'll call my mother now!"

"Alright then."

Not wanting to refuse her kind offer, I nodded and said, "No need to prepare too much food, don't go to so much trouble."

"Okay!" the pretty girl said sweetly. Then, her eyes darted around, and she added, "Sir,

there's . I'd like to buy some meat, vegetables, and fruit. Why don't you come to my place for a bit?"

I didn't realize her intention and gently shook my head, saying, "How could I let you do all that? I may

not be good at much, but I can help you carry your things."

The elegant and beautiful girl nodded and smiled, "Then let's go!"

As she spoke, a flash of shyness and joy crossed Xinzi's face, before her cool demeanor returned.

Yoku is a small supermarket under the Ito-Yokado group. Compared to Ito-Yokado's often five or six-story

stores 's much smaller, usually only one or two stories.

In small towns in the Kanto region, the first thing you usually see when you exit a train station is the Yoku

pigeon logo. It's the same in Tokyo; in less bustling areas, there's usually a Yoku after exiting a train station

.

Although it's a smaller version of Ito-Yokado supermarket, Yoku maintains Ito-Yokado's consistent high-price

strategy , selling items at higher prices than other places. However, because the products are fresh and from well-known brands, Japanese

housewives still like to come here.

Walking into Yoku, it wasn't crowded; even after 6 PM, the number of housewives shopping

was sparse.

"Walmart opened a branch in Chihayacho, just three blocks away, and their products are very cheap, so

most housewives shop there,"

the pretty girl said, noticing my confusion. In her usual clear and sweet voice, she added, "I heard Carrefour is also

opening a branch in Chihayacho; things will definitely be even cheaper then."

I hesitated for a moment and asked the pretty girl, "Then why don't you shop there? Why do you buy things in more expensive

places ?"

Xinzi smiled and said, "My mom and I often go to Walmart to buy food, clothing, and household goods... but

Mr. Liu..." "Since they're honored guests, of course we have to choose the best ingredients."

I glanced at the meat, vegetables, and fruits on the refrigerated shelf and smiled, "I didn't realize you were such a

supporter of domestic products."

The pretty girl gave me a light, slightly disdainful look, not exactly flirtatious, but her fleeting charm still made me

momentarily lose my focus: "This little girl is really captivating!"

In no time, Xinzi had selected the ingredients she wanted, most of which were

bought at Yonehara Tsuko's request. Carrying two large, full bags, she had spent a total of over 30,000 yen.

Preparing over 30,000 yen worth of ingredients for a single meal was truly

remarkable —although she and her mother had received compensation, they were always

frugal and didn't care much about food or clothing, so such a lavish dinner was a rare sight for them.

On the way home with Xinzi, I deliberately lagged a few steps behind to observe her gait.

After six months of treatment, the artificial bone had fused well with her leg. Now, she walked with

a completely different gait, no longer the uneven one she used to have. The light-footed young woman exuded an indescribable youthful vitality.

"What are you doing?"

Noticing the bright gaze behind her, Xinzi stopped and turned her head, looking at me with

a half-scolding, half-punch expression. Her star-like eyes shone brightly in the dark sky.

I smiled slightly and stepped forward to her side. "I was checking how Nak's medical skills were going, whether your

leg had fully recovered."

"And the result?"

"Very good. You look no different from other girls."

I said gently, "But you're much prettier than them."

These words were meant as sincere praise, but to the girl, they carried a hint of frivolity. Her eyes...

My daughter gave me a light glare, then laughed.

"Are you tired from carrying so much stuff?"

Feeling her cheeks flush slightly, Xinzi changed the subject.

"Not at all, this is nothing,"

I said easily.

"Hmm... let's go home then, Mom's waiting!"

Xinzi said softly.

"Okay!"

Watching me walk beside her, carrying tonight's groceries,

a : "It seems like a husband and wife went shopping together and are heading home..." Entering Xinzi's

apartment, I smelled the fragrant aroma of pork rib soup.

"Ah, Mr. Liu..."

Mihara Tsuko, busy in the kitchen, quickly ran to the door and said respectfully, "Please have a seat,

we won't be eating for a while. Xinzi, you should have informed me beforehand if you were inviting you, sir.

Now you're all so flustered, I'm so sorry..."

"Mrs. Mihara, you're too kind. I'm the one who's bothering you,"

I replied calmly.

"Mom... Mr. Liu is carrying a lot of things, please let him in first..."

the pretty girl protested softly behind me.

"Oh, right, right, Mr. Liu, please come in!"

Yonehara Tsuko stepped aside and took the bag full of meat and vegetables from my hand,

while the pretty girl behind me took the other bag of fruit.

Yonehara Kaoruko and her mother lived in a small apartment, with the kitchen and living room combined,

much smaller than my house.

After washing the meat and vegetables, Yonehara Tsuko began to cook, while Yonehara Kaoruko washed the apples,

pears , American red grapes, and tangerines and placed them on the small table in the living room.

The TV was already on, and I was watching NHK's evening news.

The presenter was none other than the aloof and stunningly beautiful Sanada Rin. For some reason, I felt that her

beautiful face seemed softer today than before.

Sitting next to me, Xinzi followed my gaze to the beautiful woman on TV and exclaimed in surprise,

"Wow, Ms. Sanada... she looks so pretty today..."

I replied calmly, "Sanada Rin has always been very pretty, hasn't she?"

"No, no..."

The elegant and beautiful girl shook her head slightly, "Ms. Sanada is beautiful in the past, but she always

has a tense expression , which makes her seem unapproachable. But today, she seems to have encountered some happy event; her brows

have relaxed, and her tone is much softer. Compared to her cold demeanor, she's much more attractive."

After a pause, Xinzi smiled softly, "It seems the ratings are going to skyrocket again today!"

Indeed.

Sanada Rin's programs are always a guarantee of high ratings. If she smiles one night,

or makes any unconsciously charming gesture, then a surge in ratings is guaranteed—in fact, since

Sanada Rin's debut, she has occupied six of the top ten spots in the news category, more than

half of the ratings .

Curious, I asked Xinzi, "So, you're also an admirer of Sanada Rin?"

"I wouldn't call it admiration

, "

the pretty girl replied crisply. "I just like her straightforward and sharp opinions. She's really talented when it comes to finance and current affairs.

" Thinking about it, Xinzi was the only girl I'd met whose personality could

rival . They both possessed an unparalleled aloofness and pride; how could they possibly

be very enthusiastic?

Sanada Rin's program ended quickly. The girl, who had been glued to the TV, seemed

to realize she might have been a little less than hospitable, and looked up at me, saying, "Mr. Liu, what kind of fruit would you

like ? I'll peel it for you."

"An apple, please,"

I replied, enjoying her service without a second thought. After all, I was Xinzi's savior;

I .

"Hmm!"

Xinzi didn't seem to mind my casual tone; instead, she seemed pleased. Holding the fruit knife, she twirled

the apple in her hand, peeling off the layers of skin.

Looking at the beautiful girl's delicate, jade-like face, and the seriousness and focus on her delicate features, I felt a deep

admiration .

At such a young age, she already possessed such a composed and elegant demeanor; she was truly a lovely and endearing young woman!

Staring at her like that was ultimately a bit impolite, so I quickly turned my gaze

to the television.

NHK's evening financial news had finished, and the remaining programs weren't very interesting, so I immediately

grabbed the remote and changed channels.

After several attempts, I suddenly landed on TV Asahi's sports channel, broadcasting

a match in the Japanese Women's Volleyball League: Yokohama vs. Tokyo Sanyo.

I immediately spotted a tall, beautiful girl sitting on the bench. With her sweet and pure looks, she

was the focus of the cameraman's attention; the camera would pan to her every few seconds,

capturing every smile and gesture of this beautiful warrior who was at least 175 centimeters tall.

Without a doubt, this is the number one super-duper beautiful girl in Japanese volleyball, and even in the entire sports world—

Mayumi Kabaseki, who possesses both beauty and ability!

I only performed surgery on her at the end of June, and to fully recover, she won't be able to return to the court for another six months, around

February .

Currently, Mayumi Kabaseki can only do some rehabilitation exercises on the training court and cannot participate in intense

competition . It's noticeable that due to insufficient exercise, the sweet and pure beauty has gained a touch

of baby fat, making her even more adorable than before.

Although Mayumi Kabaseki can't play, she has a tremendous impact on the team's morale.

According to the commentators at the scene, Ms. Kabaseki's mere presence on the sidelines is enough to

increase by twenty percent.

This statement is somewhat exaggerated, but in the twelve rounds of this season's Japanese Women's Volleyball League, the Yokohama team...

Eight wins and four losses, ranking third in the entire league, is enough to prove

the success of .

Even the commentators were marveling that if Ms. Kabaseki returned in February, this year's championship would probably

be a foregone conclusion.

"Here..."

Just as Yokohama FC's setter casually spiked the ball, a small, fair hand handed me a peeled

apple.

"Thank you!"

I thanked her and took it. After thinking for a moment, I picked up the fruit knife on the table,

cut half, and handed one half back to her: "I can't finish it by myself, let's eat it together!"

"Oh..."

The beautiful girl responded softly, took half of the apple, turned her eyes to the TV, and

ate it while watching, just like me.

What I didn't notice was that Xinzi's other hand, which was under the small table, was clenched tightly, and sweat

was seeping out.

Xinzi didn't remain silent for long. Taking small bites of her apple, she tilted her head and asked, "Mr. Liu,

aren't you going to ask me why I'm working at Keio University Hospital?"

I was slightly taken aback. "That's your freedom, isn't it? How can I interfere? Xinzi, from now on, just call me Junxiong

. Don't be so formal. We're friends, right?"

The beautiful girl was also momentarily stunned before nodding slightly. "Oh, I understand."

This girl is really cold!

With a slight sigh, I pondered, "I guess you feel that you're not capable enough

to help Kyoka and Nak right now, so you want to accumulate experience first so you can repay them as soon as possible?"

Xinzi nodded and smiled. "Junxiong, you're so smart. You truly deserve to be called a genius from Harvard University."

This was the first time she had called me "Junxiong," but it came out so

naturally .

I shrugged and said, "But I'm also curious about something. Not everyone

can . How did you get in?"

The elegant and beautiful girl chuckled. "It's all thanks to your student—Tendo Chomai.

She put in a good word for me, and that's how I got in to study."

"Chomai?"

I suddenly realized. Last time in Hokkaido, Tendo Nobuyuki and his wife met them. Since

Kaoru was thought to have a close relationship with Dr. Nak, it was natural that they would befriend her. So it wasn't

surprising .

Besides, Chomai and Kaoru had similar temperaments, so it wasn't surprising that they became friends.

I suddenly wondered how the two girls usually got along. Did they sit there

for a long time without saying a word?

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but smile.

"Oh, sorry to keep you waiting... Dinner is ready now..."

Yonehara Tsuko's voice came from the kitchen behind me. Before I knew it, the fragrant aroma of food had filled the entire

room...

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