[The Girls' School Teacher] (Episode 18, Chapter 1)

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Episode 　　18 　　: Nordic Conquest

********** ...　　　　　　　*** *** *** 　　Character Introductions: Nagatsu Ayaka – An elegant and pure young woman, born into a traditional aristocratic family, whose life intersects with Toshio's due to a car accident. 　　Inagawa Satoru – The third son of Inagawa Masakiyo, the chairman of the Inagawa-kai, ambitious, impetuous, and lacking in substance. 　　Minori – Inagawa Satoru's wife, a beautiful and charming young woman with outstanding intelligence. 　　Nakai Tetsumin – The chairman of Sony's European headquarters, a steady and reliable person who dislikes taking risks. 　　Morita Masashige – Yuko's father, the son of Akio Morita, one of the founders of Sony. 　　Du Helun – A member of the Nobel family, managing the largest television advertising company in the three Nordic countries. *************************************************************************************** 　　　　　　　　　　　　　Chapter 1 See You Again on the First Day of School 　　September 26th, Tuesday, the second day of school. 　　It was my teaching time that morning. Since the collective rescue operation in Osaka Bay and Hakodate, thirteen little beauties had reunited with me. 　　This was the second half of the school year of Heisei 12. I had originally agreed with Maki Tamaki that I would start teaching new students from the next school year onwards after the thirteen little beauties under pressure from many parents who had heard the news, the head of the academic affairs office changed her mind and wanted to add at least ten more students. 　　Having no other choice, I threatened to resign. The head of the academic affairs office was so angry her chest heaved, but ultimately she had no choice but to comply, gritting her teeth and saying that if she didn't transfer fifty students to me next year, she wasn't Maki Tamaki. 　　After that chance encounter at the restaurant, I knew that beneath the head of the academic affairs office's rigid and serious attire, she was actually a very beautiful woman. She was already quite mature for her age, but still maintained her virginity. When she was angry, she possessed a unique charm. 　　I don't like forcing students to learn all sorts of knowledge all day long, nor do I like cramming knowledge into their . Instead, I want them to learn what they like and are willing to learn in a relaxed atmosphere . 　　Therefore, in the first class of this second semester, I didn't tell them about various financial battles from ancient and modern times, as usual. Instead, I let them talk about what interesting things they encountered during the summer vacation. 　　Like Koharu and the others, the other girls came to school a few days ago. However, thinking about having to live on campus for another half a year, even the seemingly most obedient Morita Yuko and Tendo Chomai slipped away to stay at their family 's mansion in Tokyo. They didn't obediently return to Sakura Academy until the night before last. 　　Speaking of which, yesterday was busy with the opening ceremony and the routine school-wide cleaning. This was the first time all thirteen girls had gathered together this semester . 　　Don't assume that a prestigious girls' school won't have its students do physical activities. In fact, they are assigned cleaning . The school doesn't want to raise spoiled girls who don't know how to do anything, and hopes to cultivate a diligent spirit through hands-on experience. 　　The girls were naturally delighted with my suggestion. It was a rare treat to have such leisure time to chat about their holiday experiences—how pleasant! 　　Especially when I brought some pastries and milk tea made by the teachers from the cooking class downstairs, the girls were even more delighted. Sakurako Furujima teased them, asking, "Why don't we get such good things when we go to the cooking class? Only you, Toshio, go. Why do those flirtatious and beautiful teachers give you so much good food? Is there something going on?" 　　Sakura Academy is the top girls' school in Japan, and it has very strict requirements for its teachers. Whether they are in their twenties or thirties and forties, they all live at the school with the students—except for me, a male teacher, who lives off-campus. 　　Like their students, the female teachers only had Sundays off each week. During those days, they could visit relatives and friends and do their own things. 　　However, one day off a week was far too short. Although there were spring, summer, and winter breaks, many of the beautiful teachers didn't have boyfriends, meaning at least half the teachers in the school were single. 　　In this context, I, the only male teacher in the school, gentle and refined , and a renowned genius from Harvard University—a veritable authority in academics—naturally attracted the attention of many female teachers. A few pastries and milk tea were nothing to me; I often took gifts from the beautiful teachers home. 　　Faced with Sakurako's quirky antics, I used my usual tactic: smiling and ignoring With no one to argue with her, her teasing naturally couldn't continue. 　　Sure enough, seeing me smile gently at her but ignore her, the pretty and forthright beauty rolled her eyes at me and even waved her fist—incredibly cute. 　　The girls' conversation didn't change because of this little incident. They quickly started talking about the hottest topic in high society lately—the "Jihadist Legion"! 　　Not only did the "Jihadist Legion" directly rescue the aristocratic young men and women who had been kidnapped in Sapporo last time, but just a few days ago, six vicious Russian bandits who had been beyond the control of thousands of Ground Self-Defense Force personnel were captured alive by the "Jihadist Legion" within a few hours and handed over to the Ground Self-Defense Force.

Later investigations revealed that these six Russian thugs were actually from Russia's most powerful "

Internal Security Service" unit. Although they were defectors, their skills were no less than those of active-duty members,

and each, with sufficient ammunition, was capable of destroying a small city.

While the upper echelons scoffed at the claim of "one person destroying an entire city," deeming it

an exaggeration an excuse for the Ground Self-Defense Force's failures,

they had to admit, after seeing photos and videos of the devastation in Sapporo, that these six were indeed extremely ruthless thugs.

With the military helpless, the "Jihadist Band" had miraculously located the thugs, subdued them

unharmed handed them over to the Ground Self-Defense Force. This astonishing ability caused

a sensation in high society.

At the same time, everyone's interest in the "Jihadist Band," with its repeated miracles, grew even stronger.

Well-informed individuals produced a detailed summary of information, proving that this group possessed at least

one male martial arts master, four young girls, a wide array of resources, and even

a spy satellite far superior to Japan's current technology.

Speculating about mysterious figures has always been a source of amusement, leading to

heated debate about whether this group truly belonged to a reclusive Japanese martial arts school. While high-tech equipment could be acquired through money and

power , the ability to subdue a vicious armed criminal with bare hands

required far more than years of arduous training.

Regardless, public goodwill towards the "Justice Holy War Group" increased significantly, especially among

the wealthy and aristocratic families of Hokkaido.

Their leaders—Hiraiwa Tateyama and Tendo Nobutomo—openly declared in high society that

they would provide any assistance the "Justice Holy War Group" needed, as long as it was within their capabilities.

Even Lieutenant General Akino Nagano praised the "Jiji War Group" highly, and even

suggested to Chief Cabinet Secretary Nakako Oki of the National Police Agency that the arrest warrant for the "Jiji War Group" be lifted—this warrant stemmed from

their early activities, including the hijacking of the Otomo Department Store and their illegal infiltration of Snow Brand's Osaka headquarters to gather information

.

Because of the recurring assassination attempts, George W. Bush personally called, asking the Powells to leave

Sapporo and recuperate at the US military base in Okinawa, or perhaps even further afield to the Hawaiian Islands.

Powell consulted me, and after receiving my advice, he

returned There, Mrs. Linda would receive the best possible care, and Powell could then

confidently travel to other East Asian countries to carry out the missions assigned to him by George W. Bush.

Rumsfeld, who had been visiting the Kansai region, maintained his iron-fisted and audacious style. No matter

how much George W. Bush tried to persuade him, he refused to leave Japan before completing his planned mission. This worried not only

Bush but also all of Japan's elite: They were lucky this time, with Mr. Nacker rescuing Mrs. Linda,

but what about next time? Would the kidnappers' marksmanship be so inaccurate again?

According to the intelligence gathered by the resourceful young women, the Japanese National Police Agency was seriously considering

requesting the Prime Minister to allow the "Jihadist Order of Justice" to protect Rumsfeld throughout the mission.

Asking a civilian organization to take on the police's duties was unprecedented in Japanese history.

This alone was enough to leave Japan's wealthy and aristocratic class in awe.

Leaving aside what the adults and parents were saying, a group of teenagers practically idolized the "Axiom

Holy War Band." Under Sakurako Furujima's leadership, the aristocratic youths of Hokkaido even formed a

"Axiom Holy War Band Support Association," which now has seventy-five members and continues to grow.

Even Tendo Chomai, who dislikes club activities, joined the support association and became

the vice president, second only to Sakurako Furujima. I wonder if this is one reason why the aristocratic youths of Hokkaido are so eager to participate.

Listening to Sakurako Furujima's animated and thrilling tale, the girls were completely engrossed. Even

my four beautiful little wives pretended to be interested… well, not really pretending. Hearing others recount their exploits

gives them a greater sense of satisfaction, so even I listened attentively to the embellished story of the "Axiom Holy War Band."

Sakurako Furujima couldn't possibly recount everything by herself, so the little girl dragged Tendo Chomai along to fill in the gaps

, and I learned some secrets from it all. For example, the siblings Nanamichi and Nanatsuki Rei, they came from

the Nan-ryu ninja clan in the Nara region

during the Sengoku period. During the Meiji Restoration, the Nan-ryu clan migrated to Hokkaido with some nobles, becoming a secluded

martial arts force in Hokkaido with many skilled fighters. Among them, Nanamichi was hailed as the greatest genius of the last twenty years

. The girls imagined

the swordplay and admiration of the scene when he single-handedly fought off numerous thugs and killed six bandits.

Regarding the leader of the "Axiom Holy War Group" and Nanamichi, the girls had their own

opinions. Some felt that Nanamichi, who killed six bandits using only ancient martial arts, was superior in individual strength;

but most girls believed that the leader, who knew how to utilize all resources, was the strongest.

"Toshio, you tell me! Isn't the leader the strongest?"

In the heat of the argument, the cheerful and outgoing Sakurako directly called on me to join the battle.

"Junxiong..."

The stunningly beautiful girl, Takagawa Kana, with a face as alluring as a dream, said sweetly, "Our Japanese ninjas are

the strongest, aren't they?"

"You naughty little brat!"

Koharu, sitting next to her, reached out and tapped Kana on the head. "I told you to debate, not

to act all cutesy..."

Kana blushed and muttered, "Aren't you usually even more cutesy than me?"

"You have to know when and where to act cute, okay?"

The doll-like beauty said shamelessly, "Look at me, I know how to be tactful."

"Pfft..."

Midori couldn't help but chuckle, covering her mouth with her hand.

The doll-like beauty didn't know how to be tactful at all. She was always so cutesy in bed,

the one and she still had the nerve to criticize others.

"Alright, alright, don't change the subject."

Sakura shook her hand, her two round breasts seemed to sway, somewhat resembling the busty beauty Eri.

"Toshio, just say it already. You're the teacher, you should be the most impartial, right?"

"What? Does that mean Toshio is unfair just because he doesn't agree with you?"

Kana wasn't stupid and immediately retorted.

Seeing that the two girls were about to start arguing again, I quickly raised my hand to stop them: "When we

talk about a person's ability, we can't decide based on how strong their kung fu is, but on

how much they contribute to justice and fairness. The people you're talking about are all very brave heroes, I don't think there's anything to compare

."

"Hmph, are you trying to smooth things over?"

Kana also threw a little tantrum this time, "Toshio, don't be afraid of her, tell me the truth, I'll back you up."

"Oh, you said you wouldn't put pressure on Toshio, but aren't you doing the same thing now?"

Sakura wasn't going to back down either. Since everyone present was one of her own, she started to speak without restraint, "Don't think that just

because you're pretty, Toshio will favor you!" I watched them continue arguing with a headache, so I simply sat down to the side and started chatting

with the other girls . 　　Besides the "Axiom Holy War Band," the girls' affection for Dr. Nak was equally strong. 　　Midori recounted Dr. Nak's experiences in Osaka. Although the girls had all heard stories of Ayaka's surgery and the Snow Brand milk poisoning incident, Midori's account, given that she had personally experienced the ordeal, carried a deeper weight. 　　Ayaka recovered remarkably well. Not only was she already able to run and jump around like a normal person, but thanks to my secret treatment, her hair had grown three inches long. For a patient who had undergone head surgery, to recover so well in just three months was truly remarkable… Of course, this was also due to the quality Not only was the wound treatment impeccable, but I also put considerable effort into suturing it. My unique technique of using true qi to aid wound healing is something no one else can learn. 　　"Um, Toshio... I forgot to tell you." 　　Midori, mentioning Ayaka, suddenly remembered and said, "Aunt Yumi asked me to tell you to tell Mr. Nak that Ayaka wants to come for a follow-up check-up in the next few days." 　　"Sure, Nak is treating patients at the Suzuki Private Clinic right now, isn't he?" 　　I smiled. 　　"Hmph!" 　　The busty beauty and the doll-like beauty both snorted coldly upon hearing this. 　　The reason was simple: I had mentioned the Suzuki Private Clinic, where the beautiful proprietress is, as everyone knows, my girlfriend. 　　The two little girls, Butterfly and Fumi, heard Mr. Nak say that Suzuki Kyoka was Toshio's girlfriend at the Tendo family banquet that night. As soon as the banquet ended, they immediately called their classmates, and soon everyone knew. 　　The most coquettish and resentful of them were naturally the four little beauties. 　　Their anger wasn't because I'd found another wife, but because Kyoka could now openly be my girlfriend, while they could only date me secretly… They longed to be like Kyoka , but the pressure from their parents and families forced them to keep working hard until the day they could publicly declare themselves my darling wives. 　　However, this had a side effect: every time they heard Kyoka's name or heard anything about her, their hearts ached—just like now. 　　The thoughts of young girls are truly adorable. 　　"When will I go see how beautiful Toshio's girlfriend is…" 　　Even a beautiful girl like Chikage, with the air of a devoted wife and mother, uttered such words. 　　"Hehe..." 　　Feeling sorry for her man being talked about by her sisters, Green stuck out her tongue and quickly changed the subject. "Junxiong, you know how many people are looking for Mr. Nack these days. The other day, Aunt Yumei called , and that sweet little nurse said the appointments were already booked until December and couldn't be moved up . Even when Aunt Yumei mentioned that Lingxin was one of Mr. Nack's patients, it was the same." 　　"Actually, there's no need to go to Nack," 　　I nodded. "Every patient who has had surgery performed by Nack has never complained about the results. If necessary, Nack would call Lingxin himself. The fact that he didn't call means he has confidence." 　　"I know Mr. Nack is the best... but as Lingxin's mother, Aunt Yumei still hopes to get Mr. Nack's confirmation again..." 　　Green unconsciously started to act coquettishly towards me, just like she would at home. "There's an old Chinese proverb that says, 'The hearts of parents are full of love .' Aren't you moved at all?" 　　"Green!" 　　Fumi couldn't take it anymore and slapped her little bottom. "You're so coquettish! How come ? There are women even more coquettish than Koharu... Hey, why is your bottom all fleshy? Did you go to gain weight?" 　　Koharu raised a flirtatious eye and quickly came to her friend's rescue, "Hey, you little vixen, what do you mean? Do I act coquettish all the time? I only act like this for people I like! I'm not like you, your eyes light up the moment you hear Mr. Nak's name, like you want to pounce on him and offer yourself!" 　　"You...you're talking nonsense!" 　　Fumi's face immediately turned as red as an apple, a mixture of coquettishness and anger. 　　She wanted to fiercely retaliate by saying that the doll-like beauty was also infatuated with Toshio, but the image of that , and her heart trembled, and she couldn't say anything. 　　"Haru!" 　　I frowned. "Stop fooling around like this. Fumi is a good girl. How can you say such nonsense? If others find out about this baseless rumor, how will Fumi face them?" 　　My reprimand stopped Sakura and Kana's argument. The girls looked at me, at Fumi with tears , and then at Haru, who looked defiant with her eyes and mouth bulging. They didn't dare to speak and left it to me to handle. 　　Haru was angry that I had scolded her in front of so many classmates. The little beauty was so angry that tears streamed down her face even , but she didn't make a sound, biting her pink lips as she looked at me.

The classroom fell even quieter. Even Fumi looked at Xiaochun with worry, afraid she would throw

a tantrum and fall out with her beloved teacher.

"Xiaochun, it's okay to joke around with friends, but there are some things you can't joke about."

I stood in front of the doll-like girl, who was a head shorter than me, and looked at her seriously. "

Apologize to Fumi right now."

"No..."

The doll-like girl indeed threw a tantrum, pouting her little mouth, looking up at me without moving.

The girls around breathed a sigh of relief, but were also quite surprised. Why was Xiaochun so

well-behaved today? You know, in the past, if anyone offended her, the little girl would throw a tantrum and not hold a grudge. Unlike

now, she was just expressing her dissatisfaction.

"My little darling, listen to me!"

I had no choice but to send a telepathic message through the secret passage, "You're making Fumi lose face, it's hurtful... Be good,

I'm your husband, of course I have to talk to you. If it were someone else, I wouldn't care..."

Xiaochun glared at me, her little mouth moving slightly, silently saying, "You'll come keep me company tonight."

I continued telepathically, "Little miss, haven't you been sleeping with your husband these past few days? You should at least

wait until the weekend. What would it look like if I came to the girls' dormitory to find you?"

A smile appeared on Xiaochun's lips, but it vanished in an instant: "I'll choose the dishes for Sunday, you

can make all the ones I like."

As I nodded, the doll-like beauty finally turned her head and said to Fumi, "I'm sorry, Fumi

, I won't lie about you and Dr. Nak next time..."

Including Fumi, the other beauties were all dumbfounded, clearly unable to believe that these words came from Xiaochun's mouth.

"Ouch..."

Kana suddenly cried out in pain. She turned her head and saw that Sakura had pinched her buttocks.

"Oh, you can feel the pain, which proves I wasn't dreaming."

Sakura shook her head and said, "Kana, I think the most amazing one is our Toshio... He actually managed to discipline

Haru so well..."

"That's true..."

Kana smiled slightly, and suddenly grabbed Sakura's breasts, startling Sakura into screaming and

running away.

"What are you doing?"

the cheerful beauty glared at her.

"You wanted to prove if I was dreaming, so why did you pinch my butt?"

Kana chuckled, "This is my return gift."

"Oh, you're asking for it!"

Sakura screamed and started playing around with Kana. The girls quickly dodged to avoid being caught in the crossfire,

which made them overlook Haru's well-behaved behavior just now.

I often see shows like this, and it can be considered a

way . So I don't rush to stop them; I'll wait until they've had their fill.

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