[The Girls' School Teacher] (Episode 15, Chapter 10)

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Chapter Ten: My Beloved Kyoka

The chance encounter with Maki Tamaki was just a minor incident, not something Kyoka and I took to heart. I ordered

a bit too much food, but in high spirits, Kyoka and I whispered sweet nothings while enjoying the

delicious dishes, eventually finishing them all.

A stroll after dinner is good for digestion, and since it was a romantic date, walking

the streets was even more enjoyable.

Tokyo nights are actually much quieter than people imagine. Except for a few core areas, most

shops close early, leaving only streetlights and fireflies for company in the summer night. Stepping

out of the air-conditioned restaurant, a wave of heat hit us, and Kyoka's palms quickly became sweaty, but she

was reluctant to let go of my hand. I smiled faintly, and a cool stream of energy emanated from my hand, flowing into

the beautiful doctor's body.

"Oh..." Kyoka exclaimed, stopping in her tracks, her large eyes filled with curiosity. "

Toshio ... how come your hands... make me feel so cool all over?"

I pulled her along slowly. "Since you're my girlfriend now, you should have

the right to know some of my secrets."

The beautiful doctor's eyes lit up, and she said happily, "Okay..."

"The reason I have such keen eyesight and steady scalpel technique during surgery is all because I've practiced

ancient Chinese martial arts," I said gently. "What I just infused into your body was the true energy I gained from practicing martial arts.

This true energy can move at my will; it can cool you down in the summer and warm your hands in the winter; it can also help me

gain superhuman strength."

"Wow... isn't that like a ninja?" Kyoka found someone she thought was very powerful to

compare .

"Ninja martial arts are merely an evolution of the Five Elements techniques from Chinese martial arts. They excel at the uncanny

but are unsuitable for battlefield combat, much less for turning the ordinary into the extraordinary," I said with a smile. "Someone like your boyfriend

could easily defeat ten ninjas."

"Oh, Toshio, you're so amazing..." Kyoka had no doubt whatsoever; her admiring and respectful gaze was enough to

satisfy anyone's vanity.

I'm not particularly vain, but seeing her eyes sparkling, I couldn't help but smile knowingly.

"Can I learn martial arts?" Kyoka asked excitedly. "If I learn martial arts, I can

quickly learn medicine and help you more."

"Haha, silly girl, martial arts need to be practiced from around the age of three. It requires long-term perseverance.

If you learn it when you're older, at most it will just strengthen your body, but it won't have such miraculous effects."

"Ah...I see..." Kyoka buried her head in thought for a while, then suddenly looked up and said mischievously, "Toshio

...then our son can learn it, right?"

"Of course!" Looking at Kyoka, whose face was filled with shy anticipation, I felt a warmth in my heart. "

But are you willing to let him suffer from a young age?"

"How can it be considered suffering? In order to become a hero like his father, the child should

work ...We two want to nurture him to have the most perfect ability in the world..."

As Kyoka described the future of her child in her heart, we gradually walked away, our hearts

tightly intertwined...

When Kyoka entered my house, she was shy but full of joy.

"Kyoka, from tonight onwards, you belong to me!" I hugged this beautiful and

strong girl from behind, not asking her to consider it, because she was mine to begin with, and I've never been so

hypocritical .

"Junxiong..." The beautiful doctor turned around, her eyes unblinking: "If I'm not yours, then whose is I

?"

Her voice was soft and sweet, so charming it was almost dripping with moisture, her tone comparable to that of a doll-like beauty

, intoxicating.

We kissed and embraced all the way into the bedroom. When Kyoka felt the gentle breeze of the air conditioner and her body felt slightly cool, she

suddenly realized that her beloved man had stripped her naked. Although it wasn't the first time we had caressed and kissed,

there had always been some secrecy before. Now, being completely naked made Kyoka's face burn, and she immediately

burrowed into the covers.

I had already turned on the air conditioner in the room. This was because beautiful girls often say that in the summer, sleeping comfortably under the covers

with is one of life's greatest pleasures, and I wholeheartedly agree.

Now, naturally, I had given Kyoka a place to hide.

Kyoka, who had burrowed under the covers, only her head peeking out, looked at my body, her face flushed. "

If you're... cold, come in..."

It's normal for a girl to be shy and nervous before offering herself, so I didn't say anything more. I nodded and smiled, then

got under the covers, pulling her smooth, slightly sweaty body into my arms.

An embrace in bed is different from one outside. When naked, the innate attraction between men and women easily

intensifies feelings and raises desire, especially since we were mutually attracted.

Feeling the warmth and comfort of my embrace, Kyoka's nervousness gradually disappeared, replaced by a surge

of heat in her heart. Then, she felt a large, hot pillar pressing against her lower abdomen.

The girl groaned, her whole body trembling as if electrocuted. "Junxiong..."

"Don't worry, leave it to me!" I held Kyoka tighter, speaking calmly yet firmly in her ear.

"Mmm..." The girl closed her starry eyes, her hands no longer so tense as she held my neck, her

perfectly curved lips slightly upturned, intertwining with mine.

With a cry of pain as sweet as a swan's, Kyoka had completed her transformation from girl to woman.

Blood dripped from our point of union, leaving a vivid mark of chastity on the sheets.

After a while, the beauty's panting became rapid, and only then did she begin to appreciate

the bliss of intimacy.

Beneath the soft quilt, tender and entwined, the sweetness and passion were beyond words.

At six in the morning, Kyoka habitually opened her eyes, and just as she was about to sit up, she felt a sharp pain in her body.

The beauty was startled, and when she realized what was happening, she was lying in a warm embrace.

Turning to the side, Kyoka looked at the familiar, handsome face of the man she loved beside her, recalling

the passionate embrace of the previous night. Her cheeks flushed as red as a ripe apple.

"Awake?" Just as she was looking at me, I opened my eyes and smiled back at this beautiful

and strong woman.

Last night in bed, Kyoka continued her usual gentleness and submissiveness, letting me position her however I wanted

. The beauty always shyly cooperated, allowing me to ride her freely,

bringing her to countless climaxes.

After all, the beauty was new to this, and even with her good constitution, she was now sore all over, her tender parts

aching as if being torn apart. The occasional furrowing of her brows was good proof of this.

The beautiful girl gave me a soft kiss and struggled to get up: "Hmm... Junxiong... I'll go

prepare breakfast for you..."

Before, Kyoka thought of herself as a modern woman who focused on her career and didn't

really like housework. But after we got together, she even went to learn how to cook. Although she got a few minor injuries from time to time,

she always enjoyed it. That's when she realized what the power of love is.

"No need." I tightened my grip, pulling the beautiful woman's delicate body into my arms, and whispered, "You

were exhausted last night, you should rest first! In ancient times, newlywed brides would have a few days to rest

."

Kyoka blushed, then her face darkened. "It's a pity our parents aren't here anymore,

they can't even have their daughter's tea and daughter-in-law's tea..."

"Silly girl!" I said affectionately, "These things aren't up to me to decide. As long as you live a healthy

life and are happy every day, they'll be just as happy as we are from heaven."

"Mm!"

Seeing that Kyoka was still a little downcast, I added, "Baby, you don't have time to think about

those things . Isn't the wish of the elderly to have many children and grandchildren? Having more babies would make

them happy, wouldn't it?"

No woman can resist the temptation to give birth to her own baby, and Kyoka was no exception. Her beautiful eyes

lit up, clearly starting to imagine how adorable her and Junxiong's baby would be. Exhausted

last night , Kyoka drifted off to sleep again while happily daydreaming about the future. When she

woke up, it was almost noon.

The beautiful woman, sticking out her little tongue, was dressed neatly, washed up, and sat at the dining table. Only then did Kyoka

understand why I had asked Tominaga Akira to perform the surgery for her today.

"Kyoka, let me tell you another secret," I said softly as she sipped her ginkgo and chicken soup

.

"Hehe, okay..." Kyoka obediently held her bowl of soup, ready to listen attentively.

"This is a long story, you can listen while you drink," I said after a moment's thought, slowly beginning

to recount my experiences since arriving in Japan.

The house was filled with the belongings of the four beauties, and even Midori, who had just become my woman, secretly

sent over some of her daily necessities, pleading with me to put them together with her three sisters' belongings. Little

girls always have their moments of being coquettish and competitive, and it's not surprising that a tall, beautiful girl like her has such thoughts. However,

since Kyoka moved in last night, she inevitably saw many things, such as their

skincare products and lotions on the bathroom cabinet.

Of course, Kyoka wouldn't ask me about it; she's absolutely attached to and adores me, and she wouldn't want me to think she's

petty. But since I truly cherish this strong and kind beauty, I should take the initiative to tell her.

There are some things I can't say to my beautiful wives, but I can tell her.

It's not that I love Kyoka; in fact, I love each and every one of them equally, including Mako, who isn't in Japan.

It's just that these young girls are too young; sixteen or seventeen-year-old girls are at an age of innocence and naivety, and

it's best not to put too much pressure on them. And often, many secrets represent considerable pressure.

Kyoka is different. She's kind but principled, not old-fashioned, and values me

more than . She's proud of everything I tell her, and keeps her mouth shut. For me,

being clear from the start avoids future misunderstandings.

The beautiful woman's face changed expressions constantly with my story—surprise, joy, and

pride. All these joyful emotions made her forget the chicken soup in her hand, completely absorbed in the story.

"Wow…" After I finished telling her about the Imperial Hotel, Kyoka, unusually, showed a girlish

side . She put down her soup bowl and quickly threw herself into my arms.

"Husband…" Kyoka said sweetly, "I never thought my husband was the leader of the 'Justice Holy War Group'

… I already knew you were a good person with a strong sense of justice… Hmm, now I'll change it a bit,

husband , you're a superhero with a strong sense of justice!" With that, she offered her sweet lips, and we kissed

passionately.

After a while, Kyoka finally settled comfortably in my lap, too excited to leave.

"We're already husband and wife, my glory is yours, no need to get so excited." I looked at her and said,

"Kyoka, the purpose of what I said earlier was just to let you know that besides you, I have several other wives."

"Hmm... It would be strange if a hero like Toshio didn't have any admirers..." Kyoka

smiled back at me, her eyes filled with indescribable affection: "My Toshio is just amazing... no matter what his identity is,

girls will like him."

"Baby, are you unwilling?"

"How could that be?" Kyoka shook her head cheerfully. "So many girls like you, I'm overjoyed

... Besides, I'm younger than them, so there's no way I'd be jealous of them...

Don't worry , Toshio, I'll get along well with them and won't make things difficult for you."

Saying this, Kyoka gently kissed me, her beautiful eyes filled with tenderness. "I will never

leave you... because you are the person Kyoka loves most in this world... Nothing can affect my love for you

!"

Kyoka's eyes silently spoke her heart. What you see through the windows of your soul cannot

be false, so this was truly what she was thinking.

I smiled and hugged her tighter, my love for her growing stronger.

I've never believed that having multiple wives is a moral failing. If my wives and I

love each other and I have the ability to care for and cherish them, what's wrong with having multiple wives?

Monogamy is just a system of those uncivilized people in the West; it doesn't work in the ancient

East .

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