Daily life of a teacher in the martial arts department

Chapter Sixteen: Self-Discipline Diary

May 9th.

The weather is sunny and nice, perfect for playing cards. Ji Fa is so noisy, remember to use her mind control skill once, and then use it again when the relationship is better.

May 10th.

The weather was gloomy, and I was in a bad mood, so I played cards to change my mood. The Nephalem kept targeting me, so I used my consciousness to settle the score in person.

May 12th.

It was raining heavily, and I had nothing to do in my dorm, so I braved the rain to go to the board game arcade. Only Jiu Yi was there, so I played cards with him. I kept drawing the God General and crushing him. I was in a great mood, so I wiped out one of his consciousness slashes, leaving me with seven.

May 15th.

Cloudy. Classes are so tiring, I'll treat myself to some cards... Damn Nephalem, that son of a bitch is targeting me. He unleashed a ten-hit combo of Consciousness Slash, plus his and that Silvermouth Killer, and then another five hits. He ran away after seven hits, leaving eight hits. I'll remember that.

May 17th.

The weather was sunny, and Jiu Yi was nowhere to be seen. Nocturne was there, and he had been playing cards with Nocturne the whole time. Hehehe... When he came to his senses, he suddenly realized that he had lost all afternoon and hadn't won a single game.

May 18th.

The weather was overcast. I lost seven games in a row in front of Teacher Nocturne, but with Teacher Nocturne around, it wasn't convenient to cut off the dove... I subconsciously cut off the dove, and remembered it.

May 19th.

Ying Qin Pass, oh Ying Qin Pass, how could you be so decadent! Didn't we agree to spend some time outside? Is it really appropriate to spend the whole day in a board game arcade?!

It can't go on like this!

May 20th.

play cards.

May 21st.

I lost badly at cards today. Let me tally up the consciousness slashes: Nephalem had 10, Jiu Yi had 16, Yin had 4, Nocturne had 5...zero, and Nephalem and Jiu Yi each had 5 more.

May 23rd.

The place was full, and Dog Princess couldn't find a table herself, so she watched me play and mocked me for being bad. She said a total of 2,642 words. If we round it up to 100 words, using the way that driver uncle rounded it up, that's 30 subconscious slashes. Including the previous ones, that's a total of 31 slashes. I'll remember this grudge.

I'll get up early tomorrow and ambush her before she goes to class, then I'll do it three times first.

May 24th.

I woke up at 2 PM, my plans fell through, so I played cards.

May 25 to June 1.

play cards.

June 1st.

Nocturne mentioned celebrating Children's Day and held an event at school—a word puzzle game. I don't know why college students celebrate Children's Day, or what word puzzles have to do with it. But since Nocturne is a teacher, it's understandable. I wanted to participate, but the puzzles were a bit difficult (scratch that), and not very interesting, so I decided not to participate and played cards instead.

June 2nd.

I heard that Kui has decided to fight the Sword Saint. Remembering what Luo Shui said, I tried asking for leave, saying that I wanted to go and see. Jiu Yi was very happy for some reason and approved it right away. June 4th to June 8th, great!

...But I can't play cards at school anymore. Fortunately, I got paid, so I'll go play cards outside for a few days.

It's time to let those outside the Royal Court witness my ability to play with 'absolutely no foreshadowing' and 'perfect card sequence'!

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June 3rd.

Ying Qin Guan opened his eyes; it was already noon. He reluctantly got out of bed, washed up briefly, and because he had eaten too much for a late-night snack the night before, he wasn't very hungry. He decided to skip lunch and head straight off campus to find a board game arcade and a nearby hotel to stay for four days.

Ying Qin Guan felt a pang of guilt... He'd heard that many of his students had also taken leave to watch the battle. What if they found out he'd been absent, and then, upon arriving, searched for him in vain, suspected he hadn't come, and after some investigation discovered he really hadn't shown up... What would he do then?

No, no, no one would be that bored...

Ying Qin Guan felt a little guilty, just like a mischievous child who lied to his parents that he was going to buy textbooks but secretly went to an internet cafe.

He sneaked out to the school gate like a thief, thinking that the sea was vast and the fish were splashing, and the sky was high and the birds were flying. If he ran away now and came back on June 9th, who would know what he had done?

However, just as Ying Qin Guan was about to leave the royal palace in one go, a familiar voice suddenly came to his ears.

"What a coincidence... I was just about to go find you."

Feeling guilty, Ying Qin Guan tensed up immediately and turned around, afraid that Jiu Yi was standing there with a suspicious look... But thankfully, it wasn't Jiu Yi, but Yu Xie Tian, ​​with his writing assistant, Shen Xin, standing next to him.

Ying Qin Guan was somewhat nervous and asked stiffly, "Is there something you need?!"

"Hmm... there is something I need to do, because no matter how I look at it, I can't do without you." Yu Xietian said something strange, which made Ying Qin Guan even more wary.

"As you know, we are the Yorozuya (Odd Jobs Shop), taking on all sorts of requests. But we have to admit that some of these requests are ridiculously difficult... so we'd like to hire you again to accompany us on a mission."

Ying Qin Guan breathed a sigh of relief. Damn it, he thought Jiu Yi had sent people to capture him, but it turns out he just wanted to take advantage of his good looks.

He crossed his arms with undisguised pride, displaying his heroic nature.

Ying Qin Guan was unusually confident in his life. Having just received his salary of four hundred pounds, he felt like he was the richest man in the world and had no shortage of money at all—because he was a homebody who rarely went out and did everything in the royal palace, so it would be a miracle if he had any high consumption.

"I didn't mean anything by it, but I've become detached from worldly concerns. Money is something I only need enough of; I don't love money at all. The happiest time of my life was in prison, when I didn't have a single Eevee..."

Shen Xin, expressionless, raised the blackboard and interrupted Ying Qin Guan's eloquent speech with a single number.

Ying Qin Guan glanced at the numbers with disdain.

Take one more look.

Take a second look.

Third confirmation.

He fell silent for a long, long time before slowly uttering two words.

"Ibu?"

Shenxin anticipated his question and wrote it on the blackboard before Ying Qin Guan could speak. When Ying Qin Guan spoke, she raised the blackboard as well.

"Gold pound."

Ying Qin Guan exhaled a breath of turbid air, his expression slowly becoming profound.

He clasped his fists at his sides and said in a refined manner, "A wandering Taoist priest once told me that with great power comes great responsibility. A person should bear the social responsibility commensurate with their abilities. I, Ying, am an unparalleled hero and a great man, so naturally I must also bear the responsibilities of a hero... Let's not talk about money; I'm not interested. It's just that when I joined the company, the dean gave me a bank card. I remember it was from the Imperial Central Bank, and the card number was something like 882351525..."

After finishing his rambling, Ying Qin Guan finally looked at Yu Xie Tian and asked, "Speaking of which, where are we going and what are we doing?"

Yu Xietian said, "Go to Cherry Blossom Country, as for what..."

"It might be the Sword Saint, or it might be the King of Blades."

"What? Don't you know that Kui is the only surviving master of the God-level in this era, with an unparalleled physique, and is truly the number one master in the world?"

"Someone like you, do you even care about this?"

"What I mean is... we need to pay more."

Chapter Seventeen Secret Letter

"What a coincidence..."

"Oh, teacher, what a coincidence!"

Ying Qin Guan was blinded by the reward for the commission, thinking that after finishing this job he could even quit his job and play cards for the rest of his life. In a moment of impulsiveness, he boarded the pirate ship of the Yorozuya and bought plane tickets with Shen Xin and Yu Xietian... and inexplicably arrived at the airport.

The three of them bought their tickets together, so they should have sat together. However, due to various complicated reasons, Shen Xin had to sit further away, and Yu Xietian went to accompany her. Therefore, the two seats next to Ying Qin Guan were empty.

It's worth mentioning that sometimes the world is full of coincidences. The two people boarded the plane, found their seats, and sat down... right next to Ying Qin Pass.

These two people are Fu Feihan and Ju Qiuming.

They had taken leave and traveled together to Sakura Country to watch the Sword Saint and Kui fight. Ying Qin Guan already knew this, but he didn't expect to run into them here, and they happened to be on the left and right sides of each other!

They were at opposite ends of the class, along with Zhong Hongyu and Luo Shui, who were respectively the most talkative, the least talkative, the most naive, and the most cunning—Ji Fa had something to say at this moment, but professional players were prohibited from participating.

—By the way, Luo Shui asked for leave but didn't come, while Zhong Hongyu was one of the few in the class who didn't ask for leave.

Ying Qin Guan sat in the middle, with men on his left and right.

He really didn't expect to run into his two students here. He had originally planned to just put on his eye mask and go to sleep, but the two students sandwiched him between them... He felt a little embarrassed and couldn't sleep.

"Teacher, have you ever flown on an airplane before? This is my first time!" Fu Feihan looked extremely excited, glancing left and right, and exclaimed, "I've only ever seen them in books before..."

Ying Qin Guan hesitated for a moment. He had flown before, but it was a regular short-haul flight, unlike this long-haul alchemy plane. You could say he had flown before, or you could say he hadn't. Having already been humiliated by Fu Fei Han once, he now suspected that he and this guy were incompatible. He figured it was best not to be stubborn in front of him in the future, so he honestly replied, "This is the first time I've ever done this."

“It’s obvious,” Ju Qiuming suddenly said, “Teacher, you’ve tied the ribbon wrong.”

"!!"

Ohhhhhhh!!

A narrow escape from death!

Thank goodness I didn't pretend just now. If I had said something like "I used to sit here every day" and then been exposed, I would have been fucking dead!

Ju Qiuming, you little rascal, you kept quiet all this time. I think you were trying to trick me. Luckily, I, Ying Qin Guan, am wise and mighty, otherwise I would have fallen for your scheme. What a vicious plot you have!

In just a few seconds, Ying Qin Guan had already mentally rehearsed an eighty-episode palace drama. He tied the belt with a sense of relief, feeling fortunate to have escaped death, and breathed a sigh of relief.

"It seems Fu Feihan is my nemesis; I'll have to avoid him from now on..."

An announcement came over the loudspeaker, and the flight attendants came over to check the seatbelts... The journey to the land of cherry blossoms was about to begin.

-

Inside the Ankoku Division, Nefertari idly twirled his pen, waiting for the end of the workday... Going to work was all for getting off work; that was his ninja way!

The next moment, a small crack suddenly appeared above the desk, and a hand reached out from it, pressing two secret letters onto Nephalem's desk.

The hand withdrew, but the crack did not disappear, as if waiting for a reply from the Nephalem.

The Nephalem wasn't surprised at all, and even had the leisure to retort, "With your casting range, you're trying to show off from here? What's the use of this ancient magic other than showing off? Can't you just walk over here?"

He opened the secret letter, glanced at it casually, and carelessly tossed it into the trash can.

"Ying Qin Guan is going to Ying Man Guo... Well, let him go. It's only a matter of time before he's exposed. He's not some shameful war criminal. I'd love for him to go and beat up Kui, to get a taste of his own medicine. He's always talking about mind-slashing, and he's always aiming for my groin. It's fucking infuriating..."

This has always been the Empire's strategy. Ying Qin Guan is completely free, and the Empire will never, and absolutely cannot, interfere with or induce any of his choices.