[The Girls' School Teacher] (Episode 17, Chapter 10)

Chapter Ten: Sweet Dinner

"Knock knock..."

Iwashita Haruka was half-asleep when she heard the soft knocking. Her years of accumulated alertness

immediately made her open her eyes.

"Who is it?"

the beauty asked impatiently, her languid rubbing of her eyes captivatingly charming.

It was rare for her to be so vulnerable, so I couldn't resist lowering my head and taking her lips into my mouth for

a passionate kiss.

The slight anger that had risen in Iwashita Haruka vanished completely in my tenderness. The beauty,

experiencing love for the first time, obediently offered her sweet little tongue for me to savor.

Just as we were passionately kissing, a girl's voice came from outside, "Miss,

the fifth young master of the Inagawa Society, Inagawa Tsunenobu, is here and wants to see you."

Iwashita Haruka didn't care about anything else. Only after my tongue withdrew from her mouth did she

slowly . At this moment, the female assistant outside repeated her words for the second time.

"Inagawa Tsunenobu?"

Iwashita Haruka frowned, clearly disliking this person, but after a moment's thought, she still said, "Go

tell him to wait for me in the hall on the second floor. I'll be right there."

"Yes!"

The female assistant's light footsteps gradually faded into the distance. Iwashita Haruka lazily sat up from my lap, tilting her head to look at

me. "Toshio... someone wants to steal your wife... what are you going to do?" "

Kill him!"

I said expressionlessly, my eyes icy cold.

Iwashita Haruka was just joking with me, wanting to see the reaction of the man she loved, but seeing me suddenly

seem like a different person, cold and full of murderous intent, her heart couldn't help but feel a chill.

My murderous intent was a kind of pressure that naturally formed after countless killing sprees.

Although Iwashita Haruka was also a big sister in the underworld, and had executed many of her subordinates, this was the first time she had seen someone with such

a strong .

"Hehe!"

Seeing her expression, I immediately dropped the murderous intent I had deliberately released, replaced by a gentle smile. I

stood up, hugged her, and kissed the beauty's delicate forehead. "Silly girl, are you scared?"

"I... what am I scared of?"

Embraced in my warm arms, and with my murderous aura gone, the beauty instantly regained her senses.

She glared at me angrily. "Well, you actually dare to scare me! Did you learn that look and aura from

that assassin friend?"

Iwashita Haruka was incredibly clever; in her coquettish retort, she subtly asked the question that had been on her mind.

"You've wanted to ask about the 'doctor' for a while now, haven't you? You little vixen!"

I playfully pinched her nose.

"Tell me..."

Iwashita Haruka blushed slightly and said coquettishly.

"I also know a little bit of Chinese martial arts, so I understand the concept of subduing the enemy through aura. Like

that just now, it's called 'pressure,' instantly releasing an aura to oppress the opponent—a very effective way to strike."

I smiled. "This isn't something I learned from 'The Doctor.' His killing intent is much stronger. Just looking into his

eyes, you'd easily be trembling with fear, unlike how he was just now."

"There's such a pressure?"

Iwashita Haruka's mind raced. "Junxiong, teach me sometime, I want to scare others too."

"No way. A girl learning these things, and using them frequently, can easily make her cold and aloof. I

don't like a wife like that."

I refused. "You're fine as you are now, no need to change."

The beauty rolled her eyes at me, but was happy that I cared about her. Thinking back to Junxiong's pressure

earlier , which had really frightened her heart, what if she became ugly after doing that? What if Junxiong didn't like her

? " It's better not to learn this...

" Iwashita Haruka said softly, "The person I'm going to see now is Inagawa Tsunenobu, the youngest son who is Inagawa's favorite. He's not particularly capable

, but he likes me a lot. Because of this, the Inagawa Group and we usually get along quite well."

Iwashita Haruka said, "You rest here for a bit. I'll deal with him and come back, and then we'll go

eat at a famous seafood hot pot restaurant in Sapporo."

I took her small hand and said seriously, "No need to rest. I'll go with you to see him."

Iwashita Haruka was startled, turned to look into my eyes, and then smiled sweetly, "Okay!"

The second floor of the hotel is a business floor, divided into several halls, which are usually used for banquets and

parties , and are quite expensive.

However, the hotel has been booked by the Inagawa Group for the past few days, reserved for the Iwashita Group who came here to help, so it is

generally quite deserted.

Although the Inagawa-kai was powerful and knew the Iwashita-gumi wanted to form an alliance with them for self-protection,

certain rules still needed to be observed. For example, all expenses for the Iwashita-gumi's trip to Hokkaido

were borne by the Inagawa-kai, with accommodations and living arrangements made excellent. If the Iwashita-gumi had to raise their own funds to help,

who would want to help the Inagawa-kai after word got out?

When Iwashita Haruka and I walked hand in hand into the second-floor hall, the young man in his twenties, who had been all smiles,

suddenly turned stern.

Dressed in a bespoke suit and wearing a Vacheron Constantin watch, the young man had a very arrogant demeanor, so

anyone could see the anger on his face when he was unhappy.

"Haruka, who is he?"

The young man was naturally Inagawa Tsunenobu. Seeing the beautiful woman he had always admired being led in hand-in-hand by a man

like , he couldn't help but be angry.

I released the beauty's small hand, and she nodded slightly to Inagawa Tsunenobu. "Mr. Inagawa, let me introduce

you. This is my friend, Yanagi Toshio."

"Just a friend? Humph!"

Inagawa Tsunenobu wasn't stupid; he knew that Iwashita Haruka hadn't said "boyfriend" to save face for him, but he didn't

want to accept it. "Where did he come from? I've been pursuing you for three years, but I've never seen him... Haruka, you

didn't just find a scapegoat, did you?"

"Of course not."

Iwashita Haruka smiled gently. "Toshio only returned from America this year, so you don't know him."

Inagawa Tsunenobu still didn't believe me, so he turned to me and asked, "Mr. Liu, do you know who I am?"

I said calmly, "Of course I know. I

'm the son of the chairman of the Inagawa-kai, one of the three largest yakuza groups in Japan."

"Since you know that, you still dare to try and steal my girlfriend?"

Inagawa Tsunenobu said coldly. "Aren't you afraid I'll cut you into eight pieces and throw you into the Sea of Japan?"

"Pfft..."

Iwashita Haruka couldn't help but laugh out loud. After witnessing my imposing aura just now, seeing Inagawa Tsunenobu's feigned

coldness and murderous intent, it was like watching a play, which is why she couldn't help but laugh.

Immediately, seeing Inagawa Tsunenobu glaring at her, Iwashita Haruka very good-naturedly covered her mouth: "

Sorry , sorry, please continue, please continue."

How could Inagawa Tsunenobu threaten anyone now? It was obvious that Iwashita Haruka didn't believe him at all!

In fact, that was the case. Although Inagawa Tsunenobu was a yakuza prince, he wasn't ruthless at all, and he

had never been involved in the underworld. He was just a playboy, so how would he know what a real threat was?

Besides, Inagawa Tsunenobu isn't malicious at all. Iwashita Haruka certainly

believes he'd dare order someone to beat me up, but to say he'd be anything more ruthless is highly unlikely.

"Mr. Yanagi, how much money do you need to leave Haruka?"

Threats failed, so Inagawa Tsunenobu tried a different approach, pulling out his checkbook. "Name your price, how about ten

million yen?"

"I'll give you ten million, just don't show your face in front of us again, okay?"

I said seriously.

"Haha, you're really something!"

Inagawa Tsunenobu laughed, tears streaming down his face. "Brother, next time we meet, you'd better

be by Miss Iwashita's side, otherwise no one will protect you."

Iwashita Haruka frowned, wanting to speak, but I stopped her with a look, watching Inagawa Tsunenobu storm

off .

"Why didn't you tell him your identity?"

After he left, Iwashita Haruka complained sweetly. "Not to mention your friends, even just because you

're a teacher at Sakura Academy, they wouldn't dare to mess with you."

"What's the point of arguing with someone like that?" I said with a smile. "He thought you were protecting me, which gave

me the opportunity to be with you anytime."

"You're so cheeky..."

The beauty gave me a charming glare, her eyes filled with undisguised joy.

"Let's go. We were so busy traveling that we didn't eat anything. Having a seafood hot pot with a beauty by our side

is truly a joy."

I took Iwashita Haruka's hand and walked outside.

Although I knew that all six thugs had been caught, considering that Sapporo was still in chaos, I still

had Iwashita Haruka send her men out to find the best seafood hot pot restaurant in Sapporo, call the best

hot pot chef, and bring the ingredients and other materials. Just now, Iwashita Haruka directed her men to set up a

large table in the small hall and start boiling the hot pot broth.

The origins of hot pot can be traced back to the boatmen of Sichuan in China. After a long day's work, too tired

to cook, they would simply throw vegetables and meat into a pot filled with Sichuan peppercorns, chili peppers, and sesame oil, creating a mixed stew that

they would eat while it was still hot.

Through countless generations of refinement, it evolved into the culinary culture that is now popular throughout Asia.

However, just as Sichuan cuisine adapted to Japanese tastes

by , hot pot in Japan was also modified to become the seafood hot pot we know today. Japan has no shortage

of seafood. Whether it's Kobe Port, Osaka Bay, Yokohama Port, Tokyo Bay, or the Tsugaru Strait,

excellent seafood of all kinds can be caught everywhere. The freshness of the ingredients combined with the mild flavor makes seafood hot pot

more popular in Japan than regular Sichuan hot pot.

Today's seafood hot pot is for the distinguished guests of the Inagawa-kai. The most famous seafood hot pot restaurant

not only sent its best chef but also brought out the finest ingredients. Even the rare "Tsugaru

crab," which is scarce this season, was prepared in large quantities. Looking at their size, they were even bigger than lobsters, each weighing at least

two or three pounds.

The secret to hot pot lies in the broth, or soup base. The quality of the broth directly determines the freshness of the cooked ingredients

. Therefore, every popular hot pot restaurant has its own unique broth recipe.

This seafood hot pot restaurant's broth is quite interesting. It's made by simmering pork and lamb bones together, along with fifteen kinds of Chinese medicinal

herbs and thirty-one kinds of spices, for twelve hours to achieve its perfect consistency.

When the chef poured the broth from a small bucket into the hot pot, a rich aroma with the fragrance of Chinese herbs wafted out.

The cook was a very beautiful woman, around twenty years old. Whether it was using special scissors to prepare

the fresh seafood, adding various ingredients to the hot pot, and then gently placing them on plates and pushing them

to our sides, every movement exuded elegance. As Iwashita Haruka said, even without eating, just

watching her prepare the hot pot was a great pleasure.

Sipping warm Japanese sake, eating fresh and delicious fish, shrimp, and crab, and chatting sweet nothings with Iwashita Haruka—such

wonderful moments were worth experiencing a thousand times over!

However, in my opinion, her attentive service diminished the joy of cooking for ourselves.

Iwashita Haruka had a high alcohol tolerance; although sake isn't intoxicating, we drank five bottles in half an hour, yet she didn't seem drunk

at all .

"Sister!"

The door, which wasn't fully closed, was suddenly pulled open by Iwashita Junichi from outside.

Seeing his tense expression, and seeing Iwashita Haruka lost in her lover's embrace, she was so angry she almost

grabbed the cup in her hand and smashed it—she had done that before when Iwashita Junichi was being unreasonable. However,

remembering Toshio was nearby, Iwashita Haruka, wanting to maintain her ladylike demeanor, withdrew her outstretched hand.

"What's the rush?"

Iwashita Haruka asked with a charming smile.

As the eldest sister's younger brother, Iwashita Junichi could easily see

how deep the anger was hidden beneath his sister's smile.

In fact, judging from the situation, it was clear that his sister and older brother Toshio were engaged in a tender lovemaking session.

Having barged in and disturbed us, how could my sister not be furious?

Iwashita Junichi didn't dare delay and quickly said, "Sister, Inagawa Masakiyo is here, almost on the second floor."

"Oh?"

Iwashita Haruka was startled, her delicate body instinctively standing up. "Why didn't you say so sooner?"

"Sister, he's Inagawa Masakiyo, not Inagawa Tsunenobu. How could we let him wait downstairs?"

Iwashita Junichi said with a wry smile. "I always rush up here to let you know first."

After asking the question, Iwashita Haruka realized the reasoning behind it all, remembering it was Inagawa Masakiyo. A hint of nervousness flashed across her

beautiful face.

Just then, a pair of warm hands grasped the beautiful woman's delicate hand. I looked up and met her gaze,

smiling slightly, "We have a guest. We can invite him to eat with us; it'll be more lively with another person."

Iwashita Junichi, standing nearby, almost fainted. Brother, if you don't know Inagawa Masakiyo, don't talk nonsense!

However, Iwashita Haruka, seeing the calm and composed gaze of the man she admired, felt a sudden sense of relief, softly

responded, and sat down again.

"Junichi, if you don't have anything else to do, sit down too,"

I said, turning to Iwashita Junichi by the door.

"Me?"

"You'll always be facing people on the same level as Chairman Inagawa, so don't back down now,"

I said gently, gesturing to the chair opposite me.

Iwashita Junichi then realized that this erudite Harvard genius knew Inagawa Masakiyo's identity

. In that case, his composure was truly genuine.

Encouraged by his sister's gaze, the usually timid Iwashita Junichi hesitated for a moment before sitting down

on the other side of the table.

The young female cook beside him also brought out a set of bowls and chopsticks and placed them in front of him.

Just a minute after he sat down, the beautiful secretary named Miko ran to

the door arrived."

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