[The Girls' School Teacher] (Episode 20, Chapter 2)

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Chapter Two: Fallen Petals, Wounded Souls

It was already ten o'clock at night when I left Sakura Academy.

The two beautiful students were quite relaxed;

the walk from the faculty building to their dormitory was only ten minutes. But for me, the teacher, it was a long and arduous journey, as I still had to walk back to my home outside the academy.

Even though it was late at night, security around Sakura Academy was not lax. For the safety of their daughters, wealthy Japanese

families spared no expense in manpower and resources, deploying family guards and yakuza

members .

Seeing me emerge from inside, looking exhausted, most of the guards weren't envious, but rather

pitied me.

Many of them were servants to these young ladies, knowing how difficult these girls were to

serve . Now, as a male teacher, who knew what kind of mistreatment I might receive—as for living among a hundred flowers?

That depended on whether I had the guts to break the virginity of these rich young ladies. Perhaps touching their

little hands would get me thrown directly into Tokyo Bay!

In Japan's rigidly hierarchical society, everyone agrees that

only men from equally wealthy and noble families can be a match for the daughters of wealthy heiresses. For ordinary people, climbing the social ladder is virtually

impossible !

Therefore, a male teacher entering Sakura Academy represents not good fortune, but a heavy responsibility.

While mentally considering the possible situations in the three Nordic countries tomorrow, I didn't slow down at all, and soon

turned onto the alleyway where my home was located.

I glanced up casually and suddenly saw a yellow Volkswagen Beetle parked in the alley. The alley wasn't wide,

and even though the Beetle was small, it seemed to take up a lot of space.

The Beetle was about five meters from the alley entrance, its rear facing the entrance and its front facing inwards. From my

direction, I could only make out two young girls sitting inside.

So late, and so strangely appearing in this alley, they couldn't possibly be lost.

I hesitated for a moment, then maintained my pace and continued forward.

"Thump..."

Less than a meter past the Beetle, the left headlights suddenly lit up, dazzling even from behind

.

My inner energy instantly surged to its peak, suppressing the urge to leap away, and I stopped.

The lights flashed and then faded, the car door opened, and an elegant, beautiful, and pure-looking

girl stepped out, smiling and waving at me.

I was taken aback. "Ayaka, what are you doing here so late?"

The girl was none other than Nagasuka Ayaka, the super beauty from Osaka Prefecture,

one of the students who would be entering Sakura Academy tomorrow. The other one, I could see clearly now, was sitting in the driver's seat on the right,

her large, round eyes still sparkling brightly in the darkness.

"Mr. Liu, let's go inside and talk."

Ayaka's voice, like her personality, was always gentle and refined, her soft tone still

composed.

"Okay."

I knew this wasn't the place to talk. When we got to my front door, I opened it and let Asagi park the car

in the yard, while Ayaka followed lightly behind me, curiously looking at the exterior of the house.

The next moment, the two beautiful girls were already sitting in my living room. I quickly made them two

steaming of green tea and placed them on the table.

"You guys..."

"Ring ring..."

Before I could even ask a question, the phone on the table rang

.

"Sorry!"

I gestured and picked up the phone.

Not many people knew my phone number, so calling so late clearly meant something important.

"Hello, this is Liu Junxiong."

"Liu Junxiong!"

A chilling voice came from the other end of the line, "You're here within three minutes!"

"Bang!"

The woman didn't give me a chance to answer, hanging up decisively.

I frowned, hesitated for a moment, then stood up and said, "Please have a seat. I

'll be right back."

Lingxin quickly stood up as well, gently placing her hands on her lower abdomen and bowing, saying, "Please

make yourself . We'll wait for you."

Qianzhi, of course, wasn't as polite as Lingxin. She glanced at me lightly,

her eyes calm and detached, devoid of the previous provocation, which sent a chill down my spine.

Without time to think, I turned and went out the door. Looking around, I found it was late and quiet

, so I leaped from my yard and landed in Lily's.

Lily's door wasn't locked. I turned the doorknob and entered the familiar hall.

The home of this beautiful young woman always carried a refined fragrance, but

Lily, standing in the hall, exuded no warmth whatsoever. Her beautiful face and her words were cold, and her expression towards me

was one of unspeakable heartache and anger.

"Something happened at the supermarket?"

That was my first thought.

Lily pointed at me with her slender hand, her teeth clenched around her pink lips, her body trembling as she said, "Liu Junxiong,

is your brain only filled with white, filthy liquid? Why do you keep doing

things ?"

I was completely bewildered by her scolding. Seeing her red eyes, I knew she wasn't joking, but

where had I offended her...? Oh, or rather, where had I been unfaithful?

No!

Lately, I've been busy teaching at the start of the semester, busy guiding Kana and Yuko through their PS1 strategy, and busy

treating patients at Suzuki Private Hospital. I haven't done anything unfaithful.

Wait a minute, could it be...?

I looked up at her and said, "Lily, you don't actually think that I brought two little girls home tonight

just to have a naked party, do you?"

"Isn't that right?"

Lily said coldly, "They've been waiting for you for an hour or two, Liu Junxiong, you really

are quite charming..."

"How did you know they waited for me for so long?"

I looked enlightened. "Lily, I thought you were a virtuous and gentle woman, but it turns out you

've spying on me all along, you're so naughty!"

"You...nonsense!"

Lily's pink face suddenly turned bright red. "I, I just saw their

car parked here when I was going home, so I paid attention out of curiosity. You, you bastard! You womanizer!"

The beautiful young woman's angry and embarrassed appearance was indescribably charming and touching, which also

dispelled my previous tension.

I spread my hands. "You just saw two girls in the car and didn't see who they were, did you?"

Yuri snorted. "Hmph, I have no interest in knowing your girlfriends' names,

otherwise I couldn't remember them all."

"You've wronged me this time. I have absolutely no affair with them,"

I said calmly. "One is called Hojo Asahi, and the other is Nagatsuka Ayaka. You should know them, right?"

"Asahi? Ayaka?"

The elegant young woman immediately frowned. As a super-rich heiress from the Kansai region, Yuri

was naturally familiar with the two girls. Both were leading figures of the new generation in Osaka, outstanding in character, appearance,

ability, and family background.

Knowing their identities, Yuri's resentment and anger vanished instantly.

If it were possible that the somewhat rebellious genius girl Asagi might have a secret rendezvous with the man in front of her at night, then

there was absolutely no way that the gentle, kind-hearted, and classically elegant young lady, Ayaka,

would do something so disgraceful.

Yuri, who had been busy integrating the SOGO department store lately and hadn't paid much attention to anything else,

asked curiously, "They're not your students, are they? Why are they waiting for you so eagerly? Is Ayaka here to

thank you for saving her life?"

"It was Nak who saved Ayaka; I only did a small favor. Besides, she already thanked me a few days ago,"

I said calmly. "They came because they're starting at Sakura Academy tomorrow, and will be in my

class, so they came to visit."

"I see..."

the beautiful young woman nodded, finally smiling. "You're not bad. Alright, you can go back now."

Even as a teacher, my nature should be gentle and resilient, but hearing Yuri's words,

I almost couldn't resist spanking her.

Seeing the strange look in my eyes, Lily suddenly realized that she had spoken too casually. After all, she had misunderstood

her, and now she hadn't even apologized before telling her to leave, which was rather arrogant and

spoiled .

Lily wasn't a unreasonable woman; once she realized her mistake, she quickly corrected herself. "I... I mean, I'm

sorry , I misunderstood you. You can go ahead and do what you need to do!"

Seeing her somewhat flustered appearance, my resentment dissipated considerably. If she stubbornly refused to admit her mistake,

that wouldn't be the Lily I knew... Basically, except for Zhenjia's matter where she would never compromise, most of

the time, this stunningly beautiful woman was a perfect woman.

But letting her off so easily would be a sign of weakness, and might even embolden her in the future.

Such a wicked attitude had to be resolutely suppressed.

I hesitated for a moment and said, "Big sister, you've wronged me. You think you can just dismiss me with a 'sorry'?"

Lily rolled her beautiful eyes and pretended to be rude, saying, "Not enough? Then what do you want?"

"It's simple. Stop spying on me all the time, and don't break into my house without permission."

"Pah!"

Lily retorted angrily, "Do you think I want to control you? It's all because you seduced my sister.

If I don't keep an eye on you, who knows how much of a womanizer you'll become!"

"Even so, it should be Zhenjia's responsibility to manage you. Why don't you ask her to come back and keep me company? That way you won't

have to worry about it."

I suggested very kindly.

"Dream on..."

Lily gave me a disdainful look. "I'll say it again: unless you give up on the other girls and

focus on Zhenjia, I won't let you hurt her!" With that, the beautiful woman turned and walked into

her room , slamming the door shut with a loud "bang."

When I got home, I saw Lingxin and Qianzhi sitting obediently on the sofa, talking quietly.

Seeing me come in, Lingxin stood up gracefully. "Sir, you're back..."

"Sit down, don't be shy."

I smiled gently. "We'll see each other at school tomorrow, why did you suddenly come tonight?"

"We're grateful for your permission to study under you, so we came to thank you first. We also ask that

you not be shy and guide us with the strictest approach."

Lingxin said softly as she sat down. Her voice was melodious and gentle, making people feel comfortable.

"Whether I'm strict or not, the most important thing is that you learn something. And

the first step is to have a healthy, positive, kind, and resilient outlook on life. Only when you meet the requirements in terms of character can you

say that learning knowledge is useful."

I smiled. "So you don't need to feel pressured. In my opinion, you are all very good, all good children."

Lingxin nodded with a smile, and Qianzhi's eyes widened. She originally thought that this man was somewhat

disgusted with her, or even hated her, but she was completely unaware that in my heart, she had actually received a "very good"

evaluation .

The praise of an enemy is definitely more gratifying than the praise of one's own people.

A trace of indescribable joy appeared in Qianzhi's heart, and she couldn't help but ask, "Liu... Junxiong,

what ?"

"Intelligent, decisive, kind, and with an indomitable spirit, and a willingness to take responsibility."

I said calmly, "These are all your strengths. I am very

pleased and pleased that you have these qualities at such a young age."

Unconsciously, I had already stepped into the role of her teacher.

The conflicts between this lively and beautiful girl and me were, frankly speaking, nothing more than childish pranks.

And it was always just her who got angry; I never paid any attention, so it wasn't really a

conflict .

"I...I..."

Even the usually quick-witted Asahi was too excited to speak.

Beside her, Ayaka pursed her lips, thinking, "Don't let her gritted teeth when she talks about Mr.

Liu fool you; she just wants his approval. She hasn't even tried yet, and she's already receiving

his praise. It's no wonder she's flattered."

Seeing her friend's suppressed joy, Ayaka thought of herself... If he could praise

her like that, no, even just talk to her for a while, she'd be even happier than Asahi!

Thinking this, a hint of melancholy involuntarily appeared on the beautiful girl's delicate face.

"However, I hope that in the next six months, you'll overcome your irritability and competitive nature.

That way, Asahi will be even more perfect."

Hearing my shift from praise to bluntness, Asahi didn't seem annoyed. She looked up

at me with eyes as bright as stars. "Junxiong, this isn't called being short-tempered or competitive; it

stems from my desire for victory and success. Isn't this the positive and upward spirit you mentioned?"

I could tell from her way of addressing me. This lively and beautiful girl felt a strong desire to catch up with and

surpass ; you could say I was the target she wanted to defeat. It was with this purpose in mind that she wanted to join my

class. Otherwise, before we were even familiar, she should have addressed me respectfully as "sir."

I smiled slightly. "There are many kinds of positive and upward spirits. Not everyone wants to see

others succeed, especially in the East. If you don't know how to be reserved, you can easily suffer losses."

Asahi nodded and smiled. "Yes, when I was at Harvard, I could freely express my

personality. But back in Japan, my parents always told me to be reserved and considerate of others' feelings. That's

the difference between Eastern and Western cultures, isn't it?"

"Which do you prefer?"

I asked her.

"When I was little, I liked the Western flair and the desire to show off, but as I got older,

I wanted to return to the gentle, subtle influence of the East,"

Asagi replied casually. This answer was clearly not a spur-of-the-moment thought, but a conclusion reached after considerable

thought .

Nodding, I didn't discuss it further with her. A beautiful girl's life is her own; as long as she stays on

the right , she should do what she likes—that's what makes it meaningful.

Seeing that I remained silent, Asahi took a sip of water, then her eyes lit up as she said, "Sir, you know about the near-terrorist attack we encountered that

night , right?"

I looked concerned. "Midori and the others called immediately, thankfully everyone

is alright !"

The pretty young woman raised an eyebrow. "Yes, we were worried about you too. After all, you were only gone

for a few minutes when this happened. We were afraid you'd be accidentally hurt… Oh, by the way, didn't

you notice anything unusual when you went out?"

I said seriously, "No, I went straight home. If I had run into them, I would have been in trouble, as the old Chinese

saying goes, 'A scholar encountering a soldier is like a scholar who can't reason with someone.'"

"Giggle…"

Asahi covered her mouth and chuckled gracefully. "Toshio, since you're a Harvard genius, you must be familiar with more

than just Western culture, right?"

"I've also studied some Eastern history and events,"

I said gently.

"So, do you know that in Japan and China, there's a magical martial art called 'Kung Fu'?"

"Of course I know, but that's largely an exaggeration. In reality,

the greatest is strengthening the body and promoting health and longevity."

"Oh, I know more than that. For example, I know someone in this

city who knows the 'Flying Flowers Injure' technique!"

As Asahi spoke, both she and Ayaka stared at me with their big eyes. When she said this, I was

startled. Had they discovered something?

"Oh?"

I asked in surprise, "There's such a master?"

"Hmm..."

Asahi smiled at me, "The reason we weren't harmed by those thugs is because there was such a

wise and powerful hero who subdued them all with ordinary plastic fragments. Isn't that the level of '

Flying Flowers ?"

"If that's true, then that's truly remarkable Kung Fu!"

I exclaimed in admiration.

"It's quite funny, really. This hero could use anything, but he chose to use a

regular . Is it because this is the bottle he's most comfortable with? Oh, right,

it's the same bottle I handed you when you left..."

the lively little beauty said innocently and cutely.

Asagi, who already possessed a very witchy charm, became even more alluring with this deliberate coquettish laugh,

seemingly bathed in radiant light.

Now, any attempt to act innocent wouldn't be innocent; it would be a blatant attempt to cover up the truth.

I gave a wry smile, spread my hands, and looked at the two stunningly beautiful girls. "I know

why 're here today. Do you suspect I'm the one who captured the thug and saved you?"

"If it wasn't you, what a coincidence!"

Now that things were out in the open, Asagi, who never liked beating around the bush, stared intently at me. "Toshio,

stop denying it and just admit it..."

"I really want to admit I'm the hero who saved the damsel in distress, but the problem is, that person isn't

me!"

I smiled. "Do you think someone who puts all their energy into studying would have time to

practice martial arts?"

Sometimes, I'm truly grateful to the old man; the identity he gave me as a Harvard genius

largely masked the flaws in my other identities.

Many people struggle for ten years to obtain a Harvard PhD, but I've obtained five. To say I didn't...

No one would believe that someone could put in so much effort, and to do other things under such circumstances, like

learning medicine or martial arts, would be more than just a genius; he'd be a god.

Asagi retorted without backing down, "You entered Harvard at eighteen and

left with five doctorates at twenty-two. No one knows anything about your experiences before and after that; I believe it's quite mysterious.

Couldn't you have used that time to practice some traditional martial arts?"

"Thank you for your high regard,"

I said with a carefree smile. "However, I regret to inform you that besides being

a little stronger than the average person, I don't possess the miraculous martial arts you imagine. Believe it or not, there's nothing I can do."

"Stubborn girl!"

the lively beauty muttered, but didn't press the matter further.

I naturally didn't think she'd given up. On the contrary, the glint in her eyes suggested that my

troubles... seemed to have only just begun!

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