[The Girls' School Teacher] (Episode 21, Chapter 3)

Chapter Three: The Spoiled Young Lady

At eight o'clock in the evening, the banquet officially began.

At least a hundred people had gathered in the hall on the second floor; these were all top-ranking members and

their families from the ten major yakuza groups, demonstrating the prosperity and development of the Japanese underworld.

The one giving the speech was, of course, Aoki Fuchikai, the leader of the Yamaguchi-gumi. At fifty-three years old, his hair

was dyed completely black, making him appear only in his forties. He was not tall, nor particularly handsome, and his eyes lacked the sinister ruthlessness of

typical yakuza members; instead, he was quite amiable, and his voice was loud and clear, much like a kind

company president.

But those familiar with Aoki Fuchikai knew that anyone who dared to look at him this way was an idiot.

Beneath that honest and kind face lay a hideous, demonic face. After all, the Yamaguchi-gumi's numerous

evil deeds and infamy were not undeserved.

"Tonight, the ten major yakuza organizations of Tokyo have gathered here to discuss the maintenance of our underworld order

and the dignity of the Yamato people,"

said Aoki Fuchikai. "Later, a group of us in charge will go into the conference room to discuss this. You, our

family and children, are the future of the organizations and the future of Japan. Don't just play around;

let's discuss something meaningful so that this rare gathering will have any significance!"

"Clap clap clap..."

At eight o'clock in the evening, the banquet officially began.

At least a hundred people had gathered in the hall on the second floor. These were all top-ranking members and

their families from the ten major yakuza organizations, demonstrating the prosperity and development of the Japanese underworld.

The one giving the speech was, of course, Aoki Fuchikai, the leader of the Yamaguchi-gumi. At fifty-three years old, his hair

was dyed completely black, making him appear only in his forties. He was not tall, nor particularly handsome, and his eyes lacked the ruthlessness of

typical yakuza members; instead, they were very approachable. His voice was also very loud, making him seem like a kind and gentle

boss.

Those familiar with Aoki Fuchikai knew that anyone who dared to look at him that way was

an idiot Beneath that honest and kind face lay a monstrous, demonic one. After all, the Yamaguchi-gumi's

numerous misdeeds and infamy were not for nothing.

"Tonight, the ten major guilds of Tokyo have gathered here to discuss the maintenance of our lower order

and the dignity of the Yamato people,"

Aoki Fuchikai said. "Later, our leaders will enter the conference room to discuss this. You, our

family and children, are the future of the guilds and the future of Japan. Don't just play around;

let's discuss something meaningful so that this rare gathering will have any significance!"

"Clap clap clap..."

The crowd applauded. Aoki Fuchikai's words were simple and clear, with a hint of domineering power. No wonder he was the Yamaguchi-gumi's

leader!

Just as Aoki Fuchikai had said, this rare gathering was for discussing Tokyo's underground order, not

for eating, drinking, and having fun. So, shortly after he finished speaking, about thirty key members of the ten major gangs

followed him into the large conference room behind the stage. Among them,

Haruka and Junichi Iwashita from the Iwashita group naturally went in. Once the adults left, a group of young men and women below became excited, sitting in

small groups on the sofas, holding drinks and food, talking loudly.

I listened briefly. These second-generation yakuza weren't exactly honest people; arrogance and domineering

were commonplace, and they were equally capable of doing anything more exciting and dangerous.

Aoki Takaaki sat among the large group, not particularly ostentatious. When he saw me, he even smiled and raised

his glass in goodwill.

This was understandable; his two female bosses were my students, so he didn't dare to act recklessly.

However, judging from their behavior, they had clearly forgotten Aoki Fuchikai's earlier instructions. Where was

the future and hope of the Japanese underworld?

The young men and women discussed food, drinks, and entertainment, while the beautiful young women indulged in their refined tastes.

Most were in their twenties, each a stunning beauty, with varying figures and body types—

all were mistresses of powerful figures. One vice-chairman even brought two or three mistresses.

At least half of these young women were university graduates. Strangely enough, Japanese female university students

don't seem to find anything wrong with becoming mistresses of yakuza bosses, leading to a

situation where yakuza bosses now insist on choosing one or two beautiful and talented female university graduates as mistresses, so

they can be presentable in public.

However, the women's discussions were limited to the usual things: perfumes, limited-edition handbags, custom-made clothes

… I grew impatient and moved to another seat.

Of course, among the women the bosses brought were seven or eight wives, mostly in their forties,

well-maintained, but their attitudes were less frivolous. They gathered together, practicing tea ceremony and

quietly discussing opera and Noh dance.

I sat far away, alone on the sofa. The others weren't

familiar and didn't bother to join in.

But it seemed I'd jumped to conclusions too early.

I'd just finished a plate of takoyaki when a fragrant breeze swept past me, and a stunningly beautiful

woman gracefully walked around the sofa and sat down opposite me.

Looking at her, my head started to throb. I sighed, "Ms. Sanada, I thought you were going in

for a meeting."

The people who had gone in earlier were the kind-hearted Sanada Chu and two middle-aged men, not Sanada

Rin. I'd had a feeling this beauty would come looking for me.

There were many beauties tonight, but the most dazzling was undoubtedly "Japan's most

beautiful " Ms. Sanada Rin. Her sex appeal and alluring suit

attracted the gazes of countless lecherous men, young and old… And it wasn't just these men who had designs on her; countless Japanese

dignitaries If it weren't for the Sanada family protecting her, she would probably have been kidnapped and forced into sexual slavery long ago.

Sanada Rin, holding a glass of red wine, thawed her previously cold and aloof expression in an instant, and

smiled . "Mr. Yanagi, although I am a member of the Sanada family, I have no business with Shapo. I just came along

to join in the fun."

As the sexy beauty spoke, her large eyes were fixed on me, a hint of provocation in them.

I naturally understood the true meaning behind her seemingly veiled words. If I were just a teacher, I would certainly

agree with what this beautiful news anchor said; but if I were the assassin "Doctor," I would know

the true relationship between her and Sanada Jun, and my face would instinctively show a cold smile or a look of disbelief, thus confirming her

test .

"Isn't your expertise in the economic field?"

I asked, slightly surprised. "The underworld and the economic field are unrelated, aren't they?"

Sanada Rin observed me carefully; she could even confirm that all the man's reactions were within the range of

a normal person . He didn't seem like a scheming person at all, but rather, like his appearance, sunny and

gentle.

"Could I really be wrong?" Confusion returned to the sexy beauty's heart.

Looking at her expression, I smiled slightly to myself. If I were so easily caught by her, I would

n't be the number one assassin in North America!

Amidst her confusion, Sanada Rin's voice grew languid. "Mr. Yanagi, you still don't understand the situation in

Japan ... In this country, do you think companies and gangs can exist separately?"

"Even if they don't exist separately, gangs shouldn't become the mainstream of society. The development of gangs in any country

depends on the clarity of the social atmosphere,"

I said without hesitation. "The existence of dark forces has its reasons, but if they become too

powerful , social order will be thrown into chaos, and the people will not find peace."

"I think Japan's gangs are very well controlled," Sanada Rin chuckled sarcastically. "For example, in your America,

the Skull and Bones Society, the Three Klux Klan, the Mafia, Mexican gangs, Colombian gangs, etc., don't they all stir up

trouble in various states? But America isn't that chaotic; on the contrary, it's still the most powerful country in the world."

"But the United States has the most powerful military, while Japan doesn't,"

I said calmly. "Without that prerequisite, don't try to compare yourself to others."

Sanada Rin's face turned pale. Since what I said was true, she couldn't argue, so she could only glare at me fiercely and down the wine in her glass

in one gulp .

Unwilling to admit defeat, Sanada Rin blinked her long eyelashes and said, "Let's put that aside

for now. I want to ask about the Walmart incident. As a descendant of Japanese nobility, what was your

mindset when you made the decision to let the wolf into your house?"

The sexy beauty was very decisive. Unable to confirm whether I was the assassin "Doctor,"

she temporarily set aside that question and returned to her long-held resentment regarding Walmart's aggressive expansion into the Japanese

retail industry.

Facing a beautiful, shrewd, and powerful woman, if you follow her lead, you'll inevitably

fall into her trap sooner or later.

So I chose to do the opposite. "Ms. Sanada, have you forgotten? I already said this

afternoon I don't want to talk about this now. Let's talk about it later when we have time."

"You!"

Sanada Rin was furious. She had almost never met anyone who dared to reject her so decisively before today

, and she had been rejected twice by the same person today. It was outrageous!

This sexy beauty was incredibly alluring. In her anger, her breasts heaved, causing her

large, round breasts to sway.

Seeing this, I blushed and immediately looked away.

My feigned shyness confused the enraged Sanada Rin again: "Does such a shy and simple

man really have anything in common with that cold and ruthless super assassin from that night?" Since I

was unwilling to answer the question, Sanada Rin and I fell into silence.

Those around us had been observing us for a while now. The reason was simple: as

a stunningly , Sanada Rin was the dream of countless men and the envy of countless women. Now, seeing her

sitting alone with a man, chatting and laughing, it was impossible not to see what kind of man could make

two such beautiful women put on such a show. Among them, someone who had seen Haruka enter arm-in-arm with me earlier told their companions my identity, and

many of the beautiful young women cast

admiring glances, wanting to see what kind of man could make two such beautiful women put on such a show.

As for the children, Aoki Takaaki and Nabeshima Miho were telling their friends about my job and

the identities of the fifteen gorgeous girls in my class whom I had completely mastered, which only fueled

the admiration of the young men and women.

As a public figure, Sanada Rin wasn't afraid of being photographed by reporters and having her scandals spread.

It should be said that in every corner of Japan, even if Sanada Rin were to kiss a man in the street, no

audacious reporter would dare utter a single word. The power and wealth of the Sanada family, while not the strongest in Japan,

would certainly rank in the twentieth or thirties—incredibly powerful for ordinary people!

However, Sanada Rin disliked this man intensely. She hated his calm demeanor, and

she also hated that he wasn't smitten with her… In short, if possible, Sanada Rin would love to tie him up

and beat him up… Of course, that's assuming the man wasn't a "doctor," otherwise, it would be

Miss .

Unable to get any information, the sexy beauty no longer wanted to sit opposite this man, so she gracefully

stood up, swayed her hips, and walked away without even saying goodbye.

Sanada Rin wanted to regain her dignity. "You didn't want to talk to me? Everyone saw it, I

completely disregarded this man…"

Sometimes, childish things aren't just for children; adults do them too!

I smiled slightly, looked away, and picked up another box of takoyaki, leisurely eating it.

"Junxiong..."

Miho Nabeshima, deliberately adopting a sweet, coquettish voice, sat down beside me with a smile.

The young girl was wearing a long black dress, but her snow-white skin created a striking contrast;

despite her young age, she already possessed a captivating beauty.

"What did Sanada-neechan say to you?"

the beautiful girl, holding a small cake, asked mysteriously. "It's the first time I've seen her so alluring."

"Her smile is so captivating! A hundred times prettier than when she looks at people coldly!"

"Little gossip!"

I glanced at the bright and beautiful girl and said gently, "What's in it for me to tell you?"

"Huh?"

Nabeshima Miho's beautiful eyes widened, and she pointed to her nose with one jade finger. "You want

something ? Did I hear that right? Toshio... you're my teacher... what kind of teacher asks a student for something?"

"Silly girl, you're not my student now, and I might not be your teacher in the future,"

I said calmly. The beautiful girl is currently a third-year junior high school student. In two and a half years, when she enters her

third year of senior high school, it will be the three-year agreement between me and the old man. No matter what, I will return to

America to find out the truth about the old man's murder, and I will not return until I have killed all those who murdered him.

However, the forces that can kill the old man are obviously very powerful. Killing them

all would take at least a year, or even longer.

During this time, I will stay away from my beautiful wives and children, because I have to do this.

Once I have avenged the old man, I will return here and live happily ever after with them.

The day I return will also be the day the assassin "Doctor" disappears completely.

"Hey, Toshio, why do I feel like you've suddenly become a bit sentimental?"

The bright and beautiful girl had a very keen eye for observation. She frowned slightly and said, "Aren't you going to be leaving Sakura

Academy ?"

"How would I know about the future?"

I smiled slightly. "You don't need to think about those things now. Just study hard and get good grades. Then you'll

definitely have the best teachers to teach you."

"No... I don't want to..."

Nabeshima Miho suddenly became serious. "Toshio... you have to be my teacher... otherwise I'll be very,

very, very unhappy!"

"Hehe, didn't you say that I'm your teacher now?"

I smiled and made a promise. "No matter what, I will definitely teach you knowledge and the principles of being a good person

. Is that okay?"

"You have to remember what you said!"

The little beauty raised her delicate chin and said sweetly.

"Don't worry, why would your teacher lie to you?"

Seeing that the girl was still trying to get back at me, I quickly changed the subject. "By the way, Miho, who told you to come

and find out what happened between Ms. Sanada and me? You weren't just showing off, were you?"

The beautiful girl blushed. "No way..."

Seeing her like this, I knew I had guessed right. Nabeshima Miho had volunteered to

gather information, relying on our good relationship to have access to information.

"Actually, Ms. Sanada didn't say anything."

Just when Nabeshima Miho thought she was about to be scolded, I said gently, "She asked me

about the SOGO and Walmart collaboration I was planning. As a news anchor who strongly advocates for protecting domestic industries,

she believes that this kind of thing is harmful to the Japanese retail industry."

"Oh, oh..."

The bright and beautiful girl nodded repeatedly. In fact, she didn't understand what I was saying at all. At her

age, she had never been exposed to specific business knowledge, so how could she understand such complicated matters?

However, even though she couldn't understand, Nabeshima Miho felt a sweet warmth in her heart because I didn't coax

her like a child, saying things like "be good" or "be obedient." Instead, I treated her as an equal

.

"In that case, Toshio sees me as a real, attractive girl, right?"

Miss Nabeshima thought with a slight flutter in her heart.

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