[The Girls' School Teacher] (Episode 4, Chapter 5)

Chapter Five: The Modern Robin

Hood In Nishi-Shinjuku, opposite the Keio Department Store, stands a gleaming, thirty-story building—

the headquarters of "Otomo Trading Company." Because Otomo Masao's malicious bankruptcy harmed countless people, protests erupt at the entrance every day

from morning till night —they dared not use violence, for anyone who did

would either be beaten half to death or have parts of their body cut off.

Sundays were usually Otomo Masao's time to plan for the following week's business, so every

Sunday , he would come to headquarters, sit in his top-floor office on the thirty-first floor, and issue a series of instructions.

"Alright, come in with me."

The girls waited at the back door for about half an hour before I led them into

the building .

"Toshio, what were you up to in there?"

The girls excitedly followed me upstairs, looking both nervous and excited. Because of this, they didn't

notice the bulging bag I was carrying had deflated considerably.

"I took some security measures to ensure we wouldn't be investigated by the police,"

I replied with a smile.

"Don't worry, the police won't dare do anything to us!"

Xiaochun said nonchalantly.

I thought to myself, of course. Even Tokyo Governor Shintaro Ishihara would be

unlucky let alone those lowly policemen.

As we were talking, we had already reached the seventh or eighth floor. Xiaochun, who was running ahead, exclaimed in surprise. A

man in his thirties was walking down the stairs.

"You are... Oh!"

He only managed to say half a sentence before collapsing in the stairwell.

The little beauty was startled: "Junxiong... Junxiong... What happened to him?"

I comforted them, "It's nothing, just a tranquilizer dart. He'll wake up in three hours."

Qianying stepped forward, looked at his name tag, and wrote down his name. She turned back and smiled, "I'll have to find someone

to warn , so he doesn't talk nonsense."

Eri, however, was interested in my amazing skill. The busty beauty said coquettishly, "Junxiong, what kind of

tranquilizer gun did you use? Let me see it..."

I took the syringe strapped to my arm. This silver syringe was about the size of a quail egg and about

fifteen . The top had a honeycomb-shaped pattern of countless small holes. In the middle of the syringe was a dark red

button that could be pushed up and down. On the other side, there was a yellow button.

"Up means firing one tranquilizer dart each time, down means firing twenty-four darts each time, and the middle means stopping

firing ."

I handed the syringe to the busty beauty. "The yellow button is the firing button. No

one can dodge it within ten meters."

"Okay!"

Eri nodded with a smile, and casually waved her hand towards the wall next to her. A slender

silver needle appeared on the wall. If the girls hadn't been looking in that direction, they wouldn't have noticed it.

The little girl held the silver syringe in her hand with satisfaction and said triumphantly, "Alright, this one is mine."

"Junxiong...you're being unfair..."

This time, Chikage and Koharu protested, grabbing my hand and shaking it, saying, "We want one too, we want one

too..."

With three beautiful little wives, I naturally couldn't prepare only one set of things. I took out two more identical silver syringes from next to my backpack.

The two beauties held them in their hands and then stopped their coquettishness with smiles. With this

device , the three beauties ran around excitedly, hoping to encounter another person who suddenly appeared. However, their wish

remained unfulfilled, leaving them puffed up with frustration.

Before they knew it, they had reached the thirty-first floor. The doors here weren't the simple

sliding , but a thick steel gate controlled by digital buttons.

Next to the gate was a small box with keypads resembling those used for entering a PIN at a bank counter.

"Wow, Otomo Masao is really afraid of dying..."

the beauties exclaimed, shaking their heads around the box and pulling me over. "My dear Toshio,

it's all yours now!"

I smiled calmly, took a black box from my bag, connected it to the keypad box, and

after pressing the buttons a few times, the numbers on the black box began to fluctuate rapidly. Within a minute, a twelve-digit number had appeared

.

"Hehe, I know this, I'll do it..." The playful and beautiful girl rushed ahead of her two sisters,

pressing the numbers on the black box in quick succession. Afterwards, with a soft "clang," the

seamless steel door slid open silently.

Before them lay a very elegant corridor, surrounded by antique decorations. Several rooms of varying sizes were scattered along the corridor, which stretched for several

meters .

Koharu and Eri had long forgotten their dissatisfaction with Chikage rushing in, and quickly ran inside, making

"thump, thump, thump, thump" sounds.

Hearing clearly unusual footsteps, several rooms opened, and the girls blocked at the doorways

raised their silver tubes, causing the other girls to fall to the ground.

Three more people emerged from a distant room. Seeing the girls' cheerful faces, before

they could reprimand them, Xiaochun pointed her silver tube at them and with a series of "poof poof" sounds, silver needles

flew out like they were free, forming a fan shape and piercing their entire bodies. Only then did I realize that the doll-like

girls had adjusted the silver tube to fire all twenty-four needles simultaneously.

"Thump thump thump!"

After three more sounds, the three of them were covered in needles, even their faces. Their pitiful state as they collapsed truly made me

sigh: Damn, that's so tragic!

"Huh?"

The doll-like girl continued pressing the yellow carbon-firing button, but no more silver needles shot out. The little girl's

face fell involuntarily, and she said in a sweet, soft voice, "Junxiong... your hidden weapon is broken!"

I chuckled and patted her head. "Silly girl, there are only two hundred silver needles in a tube. If you waste them like this,

where will the tube find any more?"

Watching Eri and Chikage rush into the two rooms to fire silver needles at the people inside, the doll-like girl...

The woman's heart burned with anxiety. She jumped up and threw herself onto me, pleading softly, "No...

no...I want more!"

Her coquettish tone was almost identical to her behavior in bed, enough to make any man's heart

flutter.

I already doted on my three little wives, so I kissed her pink lips and took a silver tube from my bag

: "Use it sparingly."

"Okay, okay..."

The little girl happily kissed me hard, then hurriedly kicked open a door and

began tormenting the staff inside.

In the half hour I'd been inside, I'd given the security guards an anesthetic needle and destroyed all the surveillance

equipment , so the cameras here were useless.

After connecting to the laptop's satellite device, I could see the entire building's structure and quickly changed into another persona, moving between the floors and

the building's main entrance, taking necessary security precautions.

On the 31st floor, the top floor, there were five rooms: a small conference room, three

staff rooms with several desks, and only one very spacious room with just one desk. This was

the room directly opposite where the three people who had been ravaged by the silver needle storm from the doll-like beauties had emerged. Since those

three were dealt with the moment they met, the room slammed shut, and no one dared to come

out .

As for the other three rooms, one or two escapees managed to get out. Seeing me guarding the fire

escape, they ran towards the main

entrance

Once outside, there was an elevator for escape. They quickly pressed the buttons on the small keypad, but there was no response. Finally,

the girls who chased after them casually gave them a needle, and they collapsed.

Within a minute or two, the girls had cleared out all twenty-eight staff members from the three rooms

, and several more were lying in the corridor. The young women were overjoyed to return to my side, but suddenly the door to the room

opposite opened, revealing a man with a ferocious face. Without a word, he raised his pistol, intending to

fire at us.

I had already heard him nervously adjusting his breathing behind the door. Before he even came out, just as the door

opened, a silver glint flew from my hand, striking his raised hand.

"Ah!" The thin throwing knife pierced his palm, blood gushing out. He had no

strength left in his hand, and the pistol clattered to the ground. The whole movement was as swift as lightning. Only after the pistol hit the ground

did the girls see a person emerge from the opposite side. Almost without hesitation, the girls raised their hands, three silver tubes aimed at

the man, and with a press of their small hands, countless silver needles shot out.

The intense pain greatly impaired the man's reaction time. By the time he saw the girls' actions, it was too

late to dodge. He had barely taken a step when dozens of silver needles pierced his body, and like his companions

, he fell to the ground.

The man collapsed at the doorway, his head poking into the room, accompanied by a clear gasp. The girls

waved their silver tubes at me with a flourish, their eyes alluring, and said, "Junxiong, why didn't you

bring ?"

"If I had given it to you sooner, you would have thrown a tantrum!"

I replied, walking forward.

The short distance was covered in the blink of an eye. Passing the unconscious man, I took a closer look. The girls

had done a good job; the anesthesia had slowed his blood flow, and the bleeding was gradually decreasing. It would

n't be long before he stopped bleeding.

I told the beauties about this discovery, and they all giggled.

Amidst the laughter, we entered the heart of Otomo Trading Company, facing the boss who controlled the company. Otomo

Masao was frantically making phone calls, both hands never stopping, whether on a landline or a mobile phone, but from his

anxious face, it was clear that none of them were going to connect.

Upon seeing us enter, Masao Otomo, startled, quickly put down the phone and stumbled backward. "You...

who are you? I...I know Mr. Nabeshima Seiun of the Sumiyoshi-kai, please don't do anything rash!"

He was a far cry from the calm and ruthless person he had been on television. It's understandable; anyone would feel a sense of dread

seeing their men fall one by one while their phones go unanswered.

Seeing that he was alone in the room, the girls were less eager to play with the silver tube and watched him with

amusement , like cats and mice.

I stepped forward, my gaze turning cold. "Mr. Otomo, you'd better not put your hands where

you shouldn't , or I can't guarantee what will happen."

Otomo's waist was bulging, and his right hand was reaching behind him; it was obvious what he intended to do.

The girls had initially treated him like a trapped beast, but they hadn't expected him to have such sharp teeth. In a fit of anger, Eri

instinctively raised her hand, and a silver needle pierced Otomo's body with a soft thud.

"Thump!"

The last outsider on the top floor fell asleep, leaving only us.

The beauties showed no remorse, their lips slightly pursed as they fiddled with the silver tubes in their hands, clearly regretting that

no one could defeat them.

"Junxiong... what do we do now? Should we kill Otomo Masao and leave?"

Koharu looked around the room, looking rather bored.

"No, just killing him like that wouldn't be good enough for him."

I walked over, took out a laptop from my bag, and placed it on the table. Several ultra-thin 15-inch screens

were also placed next to the calculator.

The calculator was always on; I used a vulnerability in the building's system to control all

the electronic equipment in the building. I then connected the screens to the laptop, and the ultra-thin LCD screens immediately displayed

the building's main entrance, front door, and the surrounding area. Since the laptop was directly connected to a US military satellite,

the girls could clearly see every small detail.

"Wow... Junxiong, where did you get all this good stuff?"

Eri squeezed in front of me and excitedly gave me a kiss. "Are we playing

a game of terrorists kidnapping hostages?"

"More or less."

I smiled slightly.

"Haha, this is fun!"

Qianying clapped her hands happily. "Shall we start now?"

"Let's begin."

I handed three wireless microphones to the girls. "Use these to talk later. The microphones have been

masked , so your voices will be different and no one will recognize you."

"Oh? Who are we talking to?"

The girls looked up in confusion and asked.

"The employees of this building,"

I said calmly, "aren't you going to play the terrorist game? Turn on your microphones, and the whole building

can hear you. Think about it, how exactly do terrorists do it?"

The little beauties stared in disbelief. The doll-like girl asked cautiously, "Junxiong, are you really going to

play this game?"

"Why not?"

"But isn't this a bit too much?"

Eri stuck out her little tongue. "We can teach a lesson to unscrupulous businessman like Otomo Masao, cripple him

or kill him, but going head-to-head with the police like this seems a bit too arrogant and unnecessary

."

"My little darlings, are you afraid that if things get too big, you won't be able to leave and it will bring trouble to your families?"

I said, looking at them with a half-smile.

Eri, Koharu, and Chikage exchanged glances and nodded slightly. "Yes."

"Do you know why I insisted on bringing you here?"

"To punish Otomo Masao, right?"

"It's not just that."

My expression gradually became solemn. "I want you to understand that the interests of the family must be

considered in many situations, but between justice and evil, I hope my wives can choose justice without hesitation,

instead of letting those illusory riches and power blind their hearts."

"We didn't!"

the beauties retorted with pouts.

"You have,"

I said calmly. "Before, because your parents didn't want to offend the Sumiyoshi-kai, you knew that tens of

thousands of people were being persecuted by Masao Otomo. You hated his ruthlessness, but you were afraid of bringing trouble to your families, so

you didn't dare to confront him. It's the same now. You want to handle Masao Otomo discreetly, but you don't dare to make

this public to everyone, you don't dare to let them see the just punishment Masao Otomo has received!

Isn't this also because you're afraid that things will get out of hand?" "

I..."

The girls' eyes were red, they clenched their teeth tightly, and they were about to cry.

"What I want to tell you is that I want Masao Otomo to admit his mistakes to all of Tokyo and all of Japan

. I want everyone to know that justice is everywhere, and there is no

shortage of people who dare to fight against evil! Now, I, Toshio Yanagi, am one of them. And Masao Otomo must accept a just trial!"

Saying this, I looked at the girls and said, "You still have time. Walk out of here, back the way you came, and you'll be free from this mess, and it won't bring trouble

to your families ." 　　"No…" 　　The girls' tears finally welled up and spilled over. They threw themselves into my arms, crying , "No… Toshio! Waaah… Don't send us away… We want to stay with you…" 　　They cried so hard, their bodies trembling, their words barely audible, a testament to their fear and guilt. 　　The girls felt guilty for not daring to say no to any evil forces, and even more afraid that I would abandon them. For them, if I didn't want them anymore, it would be worse than death. 　　I gently patted the shoulders of the young beauties, feeling a slight pang of guilt. Although my little wives had some hesitation and reservations, I knew they were kind and lovely girls who never intended to aid and abet evil. 　　Besides, they were still too young, only sixteen or seventeen. How could I expect them to be mature ? How could I expect them to go against their parents? 　　But then again, I wanted to instill some correct values in them. Although many of their ideas might be considered foolish in real life, justice is justice, and principles are principles, and they will never change because of other people's opinions or ridicule. 　　After this lesson, they would be much more mature than before, and with my gradual guidance and instruction, the girls would surely achieve great things in the future. 　　Thinking of this, I softly said to the still-crying beauties, "Don't cry, I won't chase you away. You can stay here and watch what I do, okay?" 　　"Waaaaah...okay..." the girls agreed between sobs. They raised their delicate faces, now stained with tears like three little kittens. The girls clung to my hands, sobbing and crying, afraid to leave my side, as if they were afraid I would send them away; they practically clung to me. 　　I smiled faintly, picked up the microphone, turned it on, and my tone became incredibly cold: "The building is now under the control of the 'Axiom Holy War Band.' All unauthorized personnel are requested to leave immediately… I repeat, all unauthorized personnel to leave immediately. This is not a drill, not a drill!" 　　As I spoke, I pressed a button on my laptop, and the screen immediately switched to the situation on each floor . Since it was Sunday, there weren't many office workers, but there were still over five hundred people scattered across . 　　When they heard my announcement, they felt the voice came from all directions and instinctively stood up. They looked at each other, all thinking they were being pranked. 　　So, the result of the first announcement was that not a single one of them moved. 　　The girls' sorrow came quickly and went quickly. Seeing that I had hung up the microphone after speaking, Xiaochun playfully chimed in , "Junxiong, they're not afraid at all..." 　　"Go press the F key, and they'll see how powerful they are," 　　I said, patting her pert bottom. 　　Xiaochun turned around and, without thinking, pressed the F key on the calculator. 　　With a soft beep, the automatic fire sprinklers in every occupied room activated.

It spun rapidly, spraying countless droplets of water into every corner of the room.

Screams, amplified by the speakers on the ultra-thin LCD screen, reached our ears. The girls found it amusing, a slight smile

appearing , their expressions softening.

After this commotion, the staff dared not remain in the room any longer. Recalling the cold words spoken earlier,

several timid individuals instinctively ran out…

Once the first, another followed, countless people surging outwards in a frenzy.

Those who had already escaped were frantically pressing the elevator buttons, only to find the button symbol

forever stuck on the "1" position.

"Please calm down, everyone. Please exit via the stairs in an orderly fashion. The elevator is under control. Anyone who wants to ride the roller coaster

is welcome."

These cold words, amplified by the ubiquitous loudspeaker system, reached everyone's ears again. Meanwhile, the water mist spray system

overhead was still spinning. No one dared ignore this demonic voice any longer.

After a brief moment of stunned silence, they huddled together again, rushing towards the stairs.

For a moment, all we could hear was the chaotic sound of footsteps.

"Who will press the C key again?"

I glanced out the window and softly instructed.

"I'll do it!"

Eri stepped forward without hesitation, her slender fingers pressing the C key.

"Boom..."

A deafening roar echoed five meters from the building entrance. In a flash of light, a

black plume of smoke, easily fifteen or sixteen meters in size, rose into the air, startling the surrounding vehicles and pedestrians.

Several cried out in alarm. Fortunately, each building had a small plaza several tens of meters in size in front of it,

which was generally deserted except for company employees, as the pedestrian walkways were on the outer side.

The girls were also startled. They crowded to the window, looking at the dark clouds, and asked tremblingly,

"Junxiong... what if someone gets hit?"

"It's okay, it's just a bit loud and there's a lot of smoke, like firecrackers

. It won't actually hurt anyone,"

I reassured the girls. "We're here to punish Otomo Masao, not to actually become

terrorists ."

"Hehe..."

The beauties finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The explosion was so loud that half of West Shinjuku could hear it. Countless people

stared at the building from which the sound and black smoke came, their faces filled with horror as they wondered what was happening.

The employees who were already running down the stairs were even faster when they heard the huge

explosion , and they ran like the wind, rushing out of the building in groups. Once they were out of danger, the employees

couldn't help but scream loudly. They fearlessly and quickly crossed the small plaza shrouded in black smoke, crying and

running into the distance, unwilling to stop for even a moment.

The vehicles and pedestrians nearby had already stopped moving. Seeing the soaking wet and disheveled employees, and hearing their

frantic shouts, a wave of panic swept through the area. Pedestrians turned tail and ran

, and drivers abandoned their cars to join the retreat.

"Junxiong, isn't it a bit much to scare the building's employees like this?"

Chikage asked softly.

"This building is entirely owned by Otomo Masao. The employees are all his employees. They participated in every

acquisition and malicious bankruptcy. If Otomo Masao is the mastermind, then they are accomplices—

the kind of accomplices who cause countless families to be torn apart and lives ruined! Chikage, do you think treating

them is too much?"

"Hmm…maybe we can scare them a little more…"

The pretty and playful girl immediately changed her mind.

Humans have a tendency to blindly follow the crowd in times of panic. Like now, after the violent explosion, the more than five hundred employees frantically running out of the building

first stirred up pedestrians and drivers within a few hundred meters.

This massive crowd of two or three thousand people then instilled a sense of inexplicable panic in onlookers in nearby buildings

, so they too rushed out of their own buildings, wanting nothing more than to get as

far away from that building as possible…

In the blink of an eye, the bustling, vibrant area within a five-hundred-meter

radius transformed into utter silence. Within that few hundred meters, only my wife and I, along with

the thirty-odd employees of the Otoyo Trading Company who were unconscious on the top floor, remained.

But this was only temporary. I knew that within ten minutes at most, the police

would arrive… oh, or perhaps not the police, but… the military.

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