Daily life of a teacher in the martial arts department

"That's true."

Perhaps because he couldn't find a reason to argue, Ying Qin Guan expressed his agreement.

After speaking, Himura turned to look at the several large screens in the room. These screens displayed centralized surveillance footage of various locations in Okinawa. This was only a small portion, mainly showing footage from intersections and T-junctions. Besides these screens, an entire professional team at the actual operational base would be monitoring Okinawa 24/7, and there were many similar countermeasures. But tragically, all these efforts might ultimately be futile; in the end, they would still have to rely on a cheat code like Shenzhou-9's X-ray vision.

"oh.."

Suddenly, Hishimura Tan's voice was playful. Ying Qin Guan followed his gaze and saw the two from Yorozuya crossing the zebra crossing.

Ying Qin Guan knew they were coming to visit Sakura, but Hishimura Tan Sakura was unaware of it and was somewhat surprised to see them now.

"These two guys actually ended up here. They're really unlucky. They didn't want to get involved in this, but now, things are really unpredictable..."

Himura Tanzaku narrowed his eyes slightly—or rather, he just made that gesture, because his eyes were already too narrow to be narrowed any further.

"Could it be that the sons of man and the progenitors of different races are drawn to each other in some mysterious way?"

Chapter Thirteen: Commission

As night fell, the two from Yorozuya browsed the mall for half an hour before finally deciding what to have for dinner: a restaurant with a distinctly Sakura Man style.

However, as soon as he entered, before the waiter could even greet him, Yu Xietian saw a familiar face. And when Yu Xietian saw the person, the person also saw him.

He was a man who looked to be in his early twenties, with brown curly hair, handsome features, and a fair complexion without a beard. But Yu Xietian knew that this guy was actually over thirty years old, but he was well-maintained... or rather, he was naturally young.

"What a coincidence, Mr. Yu Xietian. I didn't expect to see you here. Thinking back to the last time we met, it seems like it was just a while ago."

"Hey, you old man, what are you talking about—"

Shen Xin hadn't finished writing the words when Yu Xietian took the blackboard away.

The other party used to be a loyal customer of theirs, and had entrusted several things to the Yorozuya, which were all successfully resolved by the Yorozuya. They never expected to meet again in Osaka.

Although Yu Xietian wanted to retort that what the other person was saying was utter nonsense, Shenxin's words were simply too rude—how could he treat his customer like that? So he snatched Shenxin's blackboard... Yu Xietian wasn't Ying Qin Guan; there would be consequences for doing this, but he couldn't care less about that now.

"Mr. Horn, it's been a long time. Are you on a business trip to Ouma recently?"

The man named Horn shook his head and sighed, "I changed jobs. My previous boss was too difficult to communicate with, so I came here to make a living."

Shen Xin snatched the blackboard back from Yu Xietian's hands.

"Your boss, that fat woman in her forties, who's five feet tall and has a five-foot waist, is she going to make a move on you?"

"Don't...don't talk about this."

A shadow fell over Horn's handsome face. He waved his hand and asked, "Are you two here because of a commission?"

“Not really,” Yu Xietian said. “I’ve been working too hard these past few months (referring to spending all my time lounging around at the Yorozuya), so I came here to treat myself to a trip.”

Because of the several collaborations with the Yorozuya, where they consistently delivered exceptional performance on their assignments, Horn had developed a misjudgment of the Yorozuya's efficiency, scale, and revenue. Hearing this now, he showed a hint of envy and said, "That's really impressive..."

"And you, Mr. Horn?" Yu Xietian said, "How did you change jobs, from Seven Luminaries to Sakura?"

"It's a long story..." Horn didn't explain much, glossing over the matter. "It was a friend's introduction. Besides, I have no relatives or friends in the Seven Luminaries, so I don't care about leaving my hometown, and that's why I came."

"Hmph, if I were you, I'd go even if it were Poria, let alone Ouma, to escape that fat woman's clutches."

Polya's environment was world-renowned for its harshness; it was winter all year round, and many people froze to death each year—some from poverty, others from drinking to keep warm and collapsing outside, never to wake up again. But even Polya, with his extreme poverty, couldn't compare to a female boss who was five feet tall and had a five-foot waist and still cared about you.

Seeing that Shenxin had brought up the matter again, Huo En's expression turned ugly once more, and Yu Xietian quickly changed the subject.

"Speaking of which, Mr. Horn, what kind of work are you doing now?"

Seeing that Yu Xietian was so cooperative, the other party's expression softened slightly, and he said, "To be honest, I've recently been acting as an agent for a courtesan..."

"Ah, isn't that a turtle—"

Yu Xietian was terrified and snatched the small blackboard from Shenxin. Fortunately, Yu Xietian was prepared this time and acted quickly, preventing Huo En from seeing what was written on it.

Just as the two were about to chat for a few more minutes, someone suddenly called out from the side, "Mr. Huo."

"Coming, coming," Horn replied hastily, then added, "Gentlemen, let's talk later. I have some work-related business to attend to."

"Work is important." Yu Xietian understood perfectly, fearing that Shenxin might cause some more trouble in the underworld.

Horn left quickly, and Shenxin took back the blackboard.

"Damn it, I should have just said 'big teapot,' you definitely wouldn't have understood anyway."

Previously, Yu Xietian would not have understood what the big teapot meant, but now he had a guess and said with a sidelong glance, "I guess it means the same as pimp."

【"snort.."】

Shinshin had a very bad impression of Yoshiwara; she always felt it wasn't a proper place. On the other hand, Tamaki Ten thought Yoshiwara had become more formalized and was a proper place... it was just the people who were improper.

"Let's go order some food, I'm really looking forward to it."

The waiter led the two into a room decorated in the Japanese style, where Shenxin and Yu Xietian went on a shopping spree. Although Yu Xietian usually appeared to be an honest man, Shenxin guessed that he had influenced Shenxin's poor spending habits.

The restaurant served the food at a moderate pace. After a long wait for all the dishes to be served, the two hadn't even had a chance to eat for long when there was a knock on the door, and Horn's somewhat anxious voice rang out from outside.

"It's me, Horn. Do you two have time to chat?"

Shenxin and Yu Xietian exchanged a glance. The other was fine when they left, but suddenly he became like this... What happened?

Before he could figure it out, Yu Xietian said, "Come in and talk."

Horn walked in, and unlike before, he was no longer as composed as before; he looked worried and distressed.

"What happened? Did your boss follow you all the way to Sakura-man? If that's the case, I'd vote for her in the 'Most Touching of the Seven Stars' poll."

"Sigh... if that's the case, then it's easy to solve." Horn sighed and said, "This time, I'll probably have to ask the two of you for help again. I'm new to Sakuraman and don't have any connections..."

Yu Xietian and Shenxin exchanged a glance, conveying a message through their eyes.

He seemed to think we had some connections.

It's not a pleasant misunderstanding, let's hear it first.

“It’s like this.” Horn sat down, straightened his expression, and said, “As you both know, I’m the manager of a courtesan. She appears once every two weeks. This time, she’s holding a poetry gathering, which is part of my plan. When it came to the specifics, she said she wanted the theme to be ‘fallen lotus’…”

These words contained a lot of information. Yu Xietian and Shenxin exchanged another glance and communicated with each other through their eyes.

I think I know which courtesan he is.

Does this mean we were leaked the exam questions?

“The Fallen Lotus is a good theme,” Horn said. “There are only three places in the world that have it. Wuyang City in Southern Qin, after such devastation from war, is definitely gone. That leaves only Yingman and Kongyou Island. This thing has been driven up in price by capital, like diamonds and the Eyes of the Rebellious Ghost, it has a lot of hype. Moreover, the Fallen Lotus blooms and fades quickly, there are so many places to write poems and express emotions. Using the Fallen Lotus as the theme for a poetry gathering is also a good idea. I came here precisely to buy Fallen Lotus from a friend. But he said that not long ago, Time-Space Killer was having an event and bought all the Fallen Lotus from him…”

"Although a few remain, their lifespans don't even match the timing of the poetry gathering..."

Chapter Fourteen: It's Always Been Like This

(PS: 43 missing)

Shenxin interrupted Horn and picked up the small blackboard.

When do you plan to hold your poetry gathering?

Horn said, "The Ghost Festival, from 9 p.m. to 1 a.m., also requires some margin for error."

"The average lifespan of a withered lotus flower is only eight hours. To allow for some margin of error, it must be in bloom between 8 PM and 2 AM. If you want to pinpoint a specific date, it's indeed very difficult to find."

"Yes... Miss Shenxin is indeed knowledgeable, even understanding this kind of niche plant. I'm currently having a headache over this. I wonder if you two could take on this task and help me find a 'Fallen Lotus' that blooms on the evening of July 15th and is guaranteed to be in bloom from at least 7 pm to 1 am tomorrow."

Yu Xietian looked at Shenxin, who was the soul of the Odd Jobs Shop. Whether or not a legitimate request could be accepted depended on her judgment.

Shen Xin sighed and picked up the small blackboard.

"Mr. Huo, your request puts me in a difficult position. This is a once-in-a-decades event for our Yorozuya, a club trip that's better left undone than ever before..."

Yu Xietian couldn't help but complain, "What do you mean by 'once in ten years'? It's better not to see it at all than to see it like that. It doesn't make any sense at all."

【"Shut up!"】

"Yes.."

"Your request is really difficult to fulfill. Think about it, the Fallen Lotus can only be found in a couple of places. It's basically a waste of money, and there are very few people willing to cultivate it. And now you're making this request—July 15th, and that specific time. The Fallen Lotus only has a lifespan of a few hours! This puts me in a very difficult position."

Yu Xietian gradually understood and sighed, saying, "This is difficult..."

Mr. Horn, the sucker, painfully gestured a number with his fingers.

Shen Xin's eyes lit up.

"But! You are, after all, a loyal customer of our Yorozuya. As a revolutionary service industry, we at Yorozuya will certainly meet all our customers' needs. This is no problem!"

Having received a definite answer from Yorozuya, Horn breathed a sigh of relief and said sincerely, "Then I'll leave it to you two... It's July 6th now. Although theoretically it's fine to give it to me on the 15th, that would put a lot of pressure on me. I hope you two can give it to me as soon as possible... This card can be used as a deposit. The password is 202211."

Having already collaborated with Yorozuya multiple times, Horn was quite confident in them.

"No problem!"

Shenxin readily agreed, knowing the difficulty lay in pinpointing the exact blooming time of the withered lotus. For experts, determining the specific blooming date was easy, but even experts like Ye Qu and Mu Nandong struggled to pinpoint the exact hours of blooming. However, for Shenxin, who directly accessed the natural database, it was no problem at all.

Of course, this is on the premise of finding a supplier of lotus seeds.

After receiving a reply from the Yorozuya, Horn left the room, clearly not intending to place all his hopes on it.

"Sigh... How could this happen?"

He sighed and returned to his room, pushed open the door, and sat down in his seat, his expression no longer showing the confusion he had before. Opposite him sat a man with deep purple eyes.

-

That night, Fengyunke held a cup of coffee and stood on the balcony gazing into the distance.

The summer night breeze is quite refreshing. It's only the beginning of July, after all. In a while, it will probably turn from refreshing to sweltering.

You look like you have something on your mind.

Suddenly a voice sounded behind him. Feng Yunke turned around and saw Shen Jiu. She had her eyes closed, wore a black kimono, and had long hair as black as silk. Her expression was serene, and she looked frail. But when you saw her face, you felt a strange sense of peace. She was truly a peerless beauty.

Feng Yunke recalled the Child of Man from the God of War's memories... It was a secret hidden by history, and there was once a girl who followed the God of War.

Returning to my hometown does indeed remind me of the past.

Feng Yunke turned his head and looked into the distance. "To be more precise, it is the hometown of this host in this life."

After the God of War's memories were activated, it could be said that this generation of Undying Worms was practically the God of War himself. This was because the God of War's obsession overwhelmed everything, but the memories of this generation's host ultimately resided within this body.

“It sounds like there’s a story behind it.” Shen Jiu took a few steps, his long hair swaying slightly in the wind. “Commander Pies said that among those who know your identity, there is a courtesan…that’s really rare.”

Thinking of this courtesan, one doesn't need to be particularly clever. When P.S. said those words, one could immediately tell that the courtesan's style was different from everyone else's.