[The Girls' School Teacher] (Episode 5, Chapter 8)

Chapter Eight: A Feast for the Senses

At noon, Midori got up on her own, took a bath while calling Sanae, and

emerged half an hour later, looking like a lotus rising from the water.

The alluring beauty, fresh from her bath, exuded a fragrant aroma, her

delicate face flushed pink from the steam, making her incredibly beautiful. But what was most captivating was the excited smile on her face, possessing an

irresistible charm.

The little beauty sitting at the table poured each of us a glass of pure orange juice: "Come on,

let's toast to Toshio having such a skilled doctor as a friend!"

Everyone laughed and drank it down. The doll-like beauty, however, refrained from telling her about the mysterious

doctor's even more impressive feats.

"Is Ayaka's condition stable now?" Chikage asked softly.

"Hmm...very good!" Midori's smile was captivating: "The doctors have monitored her three times, and

her condition has remained stable."

"That's good," the busty beauty said with a sigh of relief.

"However, Junxiong..." the alluring young girl said sweetly, "I just finished talking to Sanae and then I received

a call from Aunt Yumi. She insists on personally thanking your friend!"

"He's used to doing good deeds anonymously. If he's accepting thanks, there's no need for that," I

said calmly. "Otherwise, he'll be angry."

"Hehe, I thought so too," Midori said with a smile. "He finished his surgery in the early morning and left quietly by himself

. Uncle Nagatoki couldn't find him to thank him."

"Let's not talk about that now," I said, holding up my chopsticks. "Eat quickly, the food won't taste good if it gets cold."

"Okay!" No one objected to this suggestion because the four beauties were all masters of sleeping in. They naturally didn't have time for

breakfast . After being hungry for more than ten hours, how could they not happily pick up their chopsticks and start eating?

Turkish legend says that they are descendants of the Huns, and their cuisine is mainly based on the steppe style: Turkish kebabs,

bota, fried rice, salads, and ice cream. The names are the same as Western food, but the flavors and ingredients are very different, which

constitutes the very distinctive Turkish national cuisine.

One thing that's particular about Turkish cuisine is its strict handling of kebabs. The meticulous attention to sauce

pairings and grilling techniques is crucial… While a slight lamby smell is unavoidable, this natural flavor

is refreshing to enjoy occasionally.

Considering the girls would be hungry, I prepared Turkish food for six people, but they not

only ate five portions, but also took half of mine, and then complained that it was my fault for letting

them eat so much… such childish tempers!

Aya's condition has stabilized, greatly reassuring Midori. Aside from taking the three

beauties to the ward for a while after lunch, she drove us

around Whenever we came across a worthwhile spot, the girls would drag me there to play.

A girl's life should be carefree. My three little wives had enjoyed a night of blissful pleasure in bed, both physically and

mentally , and after a morning's sleep, they were full of energy—how could they

not let loose and play?

As for Midori, she was even happier. Not only was her best friend saved, but

her relationship had also taken a significant step forward. The thought of being with Toshio in the future

filled her heart with sweetness, making her feel incredibly happy.

The bouncy, beautiful girls always attracted a lot of attention, making me

one of the focal points at any time.

Osaka, as the former capital of Japan, now the second largest city in Japan and the largest in the Kansai region

, and an important port city, possesses its own unique charm.

Aside from shopping, the girls didn't like shopping in the city center, but they preferred places with character, such as parks, themed

streets, and historical sites. They strolled around until 8 pm before finally settling

down .

The izakaya was surrounded by beautiful flowers, trees, and shrubs, like something out of a fairytale. The entire building

had a white, traditional Japanese house design, and the woman serving us was very polite and well-mannered.

The izakaya wasn't very big, but it had at least five or six rooms, suggesting it was

a popular spot for meals. However, since Midori had made arrangements beforehand, only our table was occupied today.

Osaka has many unique dishes, but since Japan isn't very big, the girls had already tried them in Tokyo, so

they weren't particularly interested in savoring the specialties. It was simply a place to rest and eat when they were tired—

in fact, for the four beauties, eating my cooking every day was a great pleasure.

The food had been prepared in advance and was served shortly, neatly arranged on the table, along with

several bottles of Osaka sake.

The lazy girls, who had been chatting while lounging on the tatami cushions,

didn't want to get up even after the food was laid out, exhausted from shopping. They simply waved for

the kimono-clad beauties serving them to leave.

"Bang! Bang!" Just as they had dismissed them, a man's figure was reflected in the semi-transparent paper door, and

the knocking sound came from him.

The girls' eyes all turned in that direction, and they were startled, naturally sitting up.

"Who is it?" Midori frowned slightly, her tone unfriendly. She thought to herself, "This is outrageous! I told them not to bother me,

and now a man has come.

" "Is Miss Midori inside?" a fawning voice rang out from outside.

"I am Rokkaku Jiro, here to pay my respects."

The alluring girl hesitated for a moment before saying, "Oh, please come in!"

The paper door was gently pulled open, and it was clear that Rokkaku Jiro was very careful, not

looking up . Once inside the room, he respectfully knelt on the tatami mat and said respectfully, "Miss Midori, esteemed guests,

good evening."

"Uncle Rokkaku, what are you doing here?" The girl was very polite, not

addressing him casually just because of his low status. "Shouldn't you be taking care of Toyohisa?"

This Rokkaku Jiro was the fat middle-aged man who was almost strangled to death by Nagatsuka Kagekatsu in the early morning. If it weren't for me ...

He went in and operated on Nagatsu Ayaka, saving her life. It seems her son will also have to say

goodbye to this world today.

"Toyohisa only has superficial injuries; he'll be fine after a few days of rest. Thank you for your concern, Miss Midori." Rokkaku Jiro

still didn't raise his head. "You booked a banquet here today, and it just so happens that this izakaya is owned by Rokkaku, which is why

I found out and rushed over. It's also to thank you and your friends. If it weren't for you, Miss Ayaka's injuries

would have been much worse, and Toyohisa would have suffered the most painful lesson."

At this point, Rokkaku Jiro gave a bitter smile. "I only have one son. If he loses his life,

what use is all my wealth? So I had to come and thank you for finding that

miraculous doctor."

Rokkaku Jiro kept his head down throughout, showing his sincerity.

Midori subconsciously wanted to say that she hadn't found the doctor, but when her eyes turned to the beautiful girl, she saw me

shaking my head at her.

The young woman felt a surge of sweetness in her heart: "Look, this is the kind of man I, Takahashi Midori, admire. He never strives

for fame or fortune, and he never expects anything in return for his kindness...

" "Ayaka is my good friend, and finding a doctor to save her is my duty. Uncle Rokkaku, you're too kind.

Don't worry about it," Midori said calmly.

"I just came from the hospital. Speaking of your friend's medical skills, they're divine!" Rokkaku Jiro said admiringly

. "Yesterday, didn't all the doctors and nurses collapse from exhaustion after giving their instructions? Now that they've woken up

, they all say they witnessed a perfect work of medical art, performing a

major surgery that would normally take five or six hours in just thirty minutes, and it was flawless... It's said that Miss Ayaka's brain damage

is less than one-thousandth, meaning it has absolutely no impact on her intelligence, mobility, or other abilities."

"Ah, that's wonderful!" Midori clapped her hands in delight at the latest good news.

The three young women beside her shared the same sentiment, their gazes towards me becoming even more alluring and captivating

.

Through these two timely rescues, they realized that such a highly skilled doctor is extremely rare

and hard to find. The fact that their husband was able to ask him for help so quickly showed that their husband was well-liked and

very capable otherwise, no one would have gone to such lengths to help them!

"According to the doctors and nurses who were there at the time, this mysterious doctor's surgical precision and skill far

surpassed that of Dr. Tominaga. Even Dr. Tominaga, who claims to be the best in Kansai, agreed, saying his

surgical abilities weren't even good enough to carry that gentleman's shoes." Hearing Midori's delight, Rokkaku Jiro

chuckled , "The hospital director really wants Miss Midori's help to persuade that gentleman to work at the hospital, saying he can

name his salary and terms."

"Now you know how formidable he is?" Midori said dismissively, "At first, wasn't he

sarcastic , saying my friend wasn't good enough? Now that he wants her, he's changed his tune... Humph! That director is a real sly old

fox, not even as good as Dr. Tominaga."

"Yes, I think so too," Rokkaku Jiro agreed, "Who is this doctor?

He's probably on par with the two legendary medical geniuses. How could he condescend to work at his small

Osaka Municipal Hospital?" Rokkaku Jiro's words were, of course, a compliment,

softening the eyes of the young beauties as they looked at him.

"Then, Rokkaku won't disturb Miss Midori and your distinguished guests any longer." Rokkaku Jiro was a

tactful man. "It just so happens that my fishing fleet brought back a top-quality tuna yesterday. It's a token of my appreciation,

Miss Midori, please accept it."

Midori was in a good mood and nodded, saying, "Thank you for the gift, Uncle Rokkaku. We'll accept it without hesitation.

Thank you!"

"The cooking will take a little more time, about half an hour. Please, Miss Midori and your guests,

continue your meal!" Rokkaku Jiro's head almost touched the tatami mat before he slowly backed away, opened the door,

and left.

Throughout, Rokkaku Jiro's eyes were fixed on the ground, meaning he didn't dare look us in the eye.

This kind of etiquette is very formal and solemn in Japan, and it was only because I saved Ayaka and his

son 's life that Rokkaku Jiro expressed his heartfelt gratitude.

The moment he left, the doll-like beauty jumped into my arms, saying in a sweet voice, "Junxiong...you're

so amazing..."

I stared at her, wide-eyed. Xiaochun, oblivious, was about to complain about my lack of reaction when

she suddenly sensed something strange about the atmosphere. She instinctively looked up and

saw Midori's almost stunned, complex expression.

"Uh...haha..." The little beauty struggled to jump out of my arms, patting her

head sheepishly and sticking out her pink tongue. "I'm so happy...um...so happy I forgot about the difference between men and women...

haha..."

She obediently sat back down, but her incredibly alluring eyes remained fixed

on the doll-like beauty, never leaving her.

Xiaochun was terrified, but she knew she couldn't show any fear, or she'd be completely exposed.

So the little beauty had to force herself to remain calm.

The atmosphere in the room suddenly became heavy.

"Hehe, alright, let's get started!" I gently pinched the doll-like girl's pink cheek.

"Stunned? Do you think your teacher took advantage of you? Next time, I might as well hug you again."

"Pah...you wish!" Xiaochun reacted, playfully

slapping and escaping my clutches. "If you really dare to take advantage of me, I'll be waiting for you in the bath tonight.

Dare to come?"

Eri and Chikage, standing nearby, secretly chuckled. Not only

did , but we also often made love in the bath. Looking at the doll-like girl speaking so seductively,

anyone who didn't know better would think she was trying to seduce me again.

Her coquettishness eased Midori's doubts. The alluring girl suddenly remembered the first time we

met, when she pretended to take off her clothes to frame me as a perverted teacher.

If she did that now, this perverted Toshio would definitely be eager to see...oh, no, he already...

"I saw it! Yesterday when she was changing clothes..." The girl blushed, momentarily forgetting Xiaochun's

suspicions .

The doll-like beauty was overjoyed, secretly flashing us a victory sign before picking up her

chopsticks and starting to eat.

With someone taking the lead, dinner naturally began. Thanks to Rokkaku Jiro's introduction,

the chefs had put in a lot of effort, using top-quality ingredients—it was definitely a loss-making business. Because

of this , we ate with great relish. When a one-meter-long tuna was brought in, it caused

a gasp from the girls.

Tuna is very popular in Japan; its slender body and delicious meat make it

a highly sought-after . A single one-meter-long tuna could fetch at least a million yen.

Although the girls' families were very wealthy, they didn't eat this often.

With the arrival of the tuna, the girls immediately abandoned the other foods and began to savor its deliciousness.

The three young wives served me food with poise and grace, appearing very composed. On the contrary, Green, the little girl, became shy and hesitant,

losing her usual alluring expression.

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