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"Teacher, is there something you need?" Shirou asked.

Hiratsuka Shizuka walked into the room and sat down on the edge of the bed, casually saying, "Shirou! Go to bed early tonight. You have to get up early tomorrow, okay? I just got a call; you're going to Mount Lu with exchange students from this school!"

"Mount Lu?!" Shirou asked in surprise, wondering what a coincidence it was to hear that name again.

Chapter 124 Quiet and Adorable Rising Dragon Strike

Seeing the boy's surprised reaction, Ms. Hiratsuka nodded, showing the enthusiasm of someone who had met a fellow enthusiast.

"Yes! It's the legendary Mount Lu! Aren't you happy?" Hiratsuka Shizuka excitedly clenched her fist, her long black hair fluttering as she gestured with a sonic punch, then made an uppercut motion, seemingly imitating some kind of ultimate move where someone raises their fist and swings it towards the sky.

"Are you trying to make the waterfall flow backwards? You'll go blind, and your clothes will rip off! Think about it carefully."

After Hiratsuka Shizuka finished her performance, she showed a very satisfied smile.

"So what exactly happened?" Shirou had originally planned to sneak out now and infiltrate the mountain alone to investigate the Black Mud Heroic Spirits hidden there.

Hiratsuka Shizuka explained, "Ah, the exchange activities are all over, and since it's a rare opportunity to come to China, the school here will help arrange a special bus for the trip. After discussing it, we decided that I would lead the group and take everyone hiking."

"Why? The teacher was clearly a guest, so why is it that the teacher is taking the students on a trip?" Shirou asked, puzzled.

Hiratsuka Shizuka puffed out her chest and said confidently, "It's okay! In order to teach at the international school, I passed the level 4 Chinese proficiency test! There will be no problem communicating! In addition, the other party also has a classmate who is familiar with Lushan who will help lead the team."

"There's no other way! I was asked to do this. And the other teachers who came with me said that when it comes to dealing with students, we have to rely on the youngest one, Hiratsuka-sensei. The head of student affairs at the school also said that we should leave this to young Hiratsuka-sensei and let the young people have fun together. You hear that? I'm super young, super young!" Hiratsuka Shizuka explained with a happy smile.

Shirou could indeed detect a hint of smugness in Hiratsuka Shizuka's words. Could this person really be so easy to manage? It was one thing for the accompanying teachers from the Chiba branch to be so smug, but had she already won over the hearts of the teachers from this branch as soon as she arrived?

Shirou glanced at Hiratsuka Shizuka, sighed, and thought, 'This person's future is truly worrying...'

Although somewhat worried, Shirou couldn't help but complain: "Let's not talk about the teachers in Chiba, but the head of the teaching department there is almost old enough to retire. The students are all his grandchildren. Of course, the teachers are young in his eyes."

Before Shirou could finish speaking, he was suddenly grabbed by the collar, turned over, and fell onto the bed.

Hiratsuka Shizuka placed one hand on the boy's chest, pressing him down. Then a gust of wind rose, the fist now less than a centimeter away from the boy's side abdomen.

"Because you said you were young, I let you off this time. But if there's a next time, I'll show you what a kidney strike is." Hiratsuka Shizuka's eyes gleamed with a berserker-like bloodlust.

"Yes...but teacher..." Shirou, pinned to the bed, could only agree.

“No buts!” Hiratsuka Shizuka corrected.

“I know, I apologize. But listen to me… Teacher, it’s a little inappropriate for you to be sitting on me like this.” Shirou said, looking at Hiratsuka Shizuka straddling his lap.

It was only then that Hiratsuka Shizuka realized that she had one hand on the boy's chest and the other hand near his abdomen. Because she was pressing down on the boy, she leaned forward, and her legs had somehow ended up straddling the boy's legs that were sticking out of the edge of the bed.

"Waaaah... I'm so sorry!" Hiratsuka Shizuka blushed and jumped up immediately.

If someone were to see her doing such a thing in her student's room, she would be disqualified as a teacher!

"It's alright... After all, he's my teacher, there's nothing I can do about it." Shirou sat up from the bed and straightened his slightly disheveled clothes.

Shirou glanced at the violent teacher, thinking, 'But that's probably why you always fail at blind dates... You're not bad looking, are you?'

"What are you looking at!" Hiratsuka Shizuka was stared at like that by the boy, and because she was in bed, she suddenly recalled that ever since that morning when she had hallucinations, she would often dream of the back of that man cooking...

Hiratsuka Shizuka blushed with anxiety and threw a punch.

Shirou let out a muffled groan, feeling a sharp pain in his abdomen, and collapsed back onto the bed. Even though he hadn't activated his Mystic Eyes, he hadn't noticed the punch despite his keen eyesight.

"Why? I didn't say anything! Is it really okay to blatantly punish students like this, teacher?" Shirou asked, clutching his stomach.

"No, I can already tell you're thinking something bad! Besides, I do pick and choose who I hit, so it's okay," Hiratsuka Shizuka said urgently, her face flushed.

"So, what kind of person does the teacher see me as? Why can he hit me at will?" Shirou asked, frowning.

"Stop nagging, does it hurt a lot? Lift up your clothes, let me check if you're hurt." Hiratsuka Shizuka scolded, stepping forward and taking off the boy's clothes, reaching her hand inside from below.

"Does it hurt here?" the woman asked softly.

"No." The boy shook his head.

"What about here?" the woman asked, pressing her finger firmly against a different spot.

"It's alright," the boy replied.

Hiratsuka Shizuka's soft hands were now pressed against the boy's warm abdomen, gently massaging the area around the injury, asking how the boy felt.

With each touch, she clearly felt the slender frame concealing well-defined abdominal muscles beneath the clothes. The muscles she touched were firm yet elastic, not the kind of hard muscles developed solely for bodybuilding, but rather the kind of active muscles that only tense and harden when exerted—the kind that can only be developed through multifaceted training.

Feeling a completely different sensation from that of a girl, something she had never experienced before, Hiratsuka Shizuka's hand unconsciously followed her life instincts, moving up and down the body.

“Teacher…” Shirou looked speechlessly at the teacher, who had a terrible expression, and reminded him, “What exactly are you trying to do? The corporal punishment you just committed was already close to getting you dismissed, and now you’re even walking on the edge of the law.”

Upon hearing the boy's words, Hiratsuka Shizuka finally realized what was happening and quickly withdrew her hand. Her face felt burning hot, and she instantly turned red, her whole body burning.

'Is the pressure on older single women really this much these days? If it weren't me, she probably would have called the police already,' Shirou thought to himself, looking at the berserk female teacher.

Hiratsuka stood frozen in place, staring at the boy for five seconds.

"Oyasumi, goodnight! Waaaaaa!!!" Hiratsuka Shizuka shouted and ran outside, but she ran too fast and bumped into the door. She seemed to be in pain and covered her forehead, then opened the door and rushed out of the room.

"Are you alright...? That's really enough." Shirou half-raised his hand, watching Hiratsuka Shizuka's retreating figure with concern, then sat up.

"Hehehe, Shirou, are you going out again tonight? The test shows that your heart rate and dopamine levels are both above normal, you're in a state of excitement. I suggest you rest for a bit. Chaldea will help you find the exact coordinates," Da Vinci said.

"Hmm... that's fine then. I feel so tired, I don't feel like fighting anymore," Shirou said helplessly as he lay back on the bed.

“Shirou-senpai, if you feel tired, please rest well. This is an important part of the battle. Calm down now, recuperate, and maintain a good condition so that you can perform well in the next battle. These are things that you taught me, Shirou-senpai,” Mash said with concern.

"Really? Really? You must be tired." At this moment, Gudako poked her head out, resting her chin on her hand, with a knowing look on her face.

"Gudako-senpai, what's going on?" Mashu asked, looking at the coded language being used by the people around her.

"No, it's okay, it's alright if Mashu doesn't understand. Let's go back to our room and rest. Also... Shirou-senpai, I'll secretly send you a picture of Mashu in her Halloween werewolf costume later." Gudako said with a mischievous grin.

"Hey! No way! Gudako-senpai! Otherwise I'll send Shirou-senpai the photos of Gudako-senpai cosplaying as Journey to the West!" Mashu asked, blushing.

"What? Mashu, you want to rebel against me? You want to compete with me, huh! Then I'll throw in a Valentine's Day bonus: Mashu lying in bed wearing a crop top and kissing chocolate in a very lewd way!!" Gudako shouted, raising her hands.

"Ugh... Then I'll just pull out a picture of Gudako-senpai wearing a shrine maiden outfit during the New Year!!" Mashu shouted, raising her hands in a defiant gesture.

"Looks like there's no other way. I'll just take out my treasured photo of Mashu right after her individual training session, wiping away sweat with a towel, her whole body still soaking wet!!!" Gudako said, her breath hot from her nose.

"Waaah... I also have photos of Gudako-senpai catching goldfish, and photos of Gudako-senpai wearing men's clothes. Shirou-senpai, do you need them?" Mashu asked the boy pitifully.

"I don't need any of that! Go back now!" Shirou refused outright, but after the two girls' antics, he finally calmed down.

"Hehehe, that's all I need. Goodnight." Da Vinci gave me a knowing smile and ended the video call.

Shirou took a cold shower and then went to sleep.

At this very moment, high above Mount Lu, on the edge of a cliff, a space is distorting. A black void, inconspicuous in the darkness, emerges from it, a lean man vanishing in an instant…

the next morning.

As Shirou walked into the hotel restaurant, he was pulled to a corner by a figure. It was Shizuka Hiratsuka, the criminal teacher. Today, she had changed her hairstyle, and some white hairs could be vaguely seen in her bangs.

Upon closer inspection, it turned out she was trying to cover a medical bandage on her forehead. It seems the bump on the door last night was quite a serious injury…

"Are you alright? Does your stomach still hurt when you wake up in the morning? Are there any bruises? If you didn't vomit blood, your internal organs shouldn't be injured, right?" Hiratsuka Shizuka hooked her arm around Shirou's neck and whispered in his ear.

"It's alright, it's alright! By the way, is the teacher some kind of master who has practiced a deadly fist technique?" Shirou retorted.

"No, it's just..." Hiratsuka Shizuka tried to explain, but was interrupted.

"Eh, Shirou-kun, so you prefer the one who feels pain, huh?" Kasumigaoka Utaha walked over and asked in a drawn-out voice.

"Senior, please don't say things that could cause misunderstandings, okay?" Shirou said, looking at the girl with the headband.

"Well, I'll let you off the hook today," Kasumigaoka Utaha said, a happy smile on her face.

"You seem to be in a good mood, senior?" Shirou asked the girl in surprise.

“Well, today is Mount Lu, Mount Lu,” Kasumigaoka Utaha replied with a smile.

"Huh? Is it Saint Seiya or something again?" Shirou asked, puzzled.

"Why are you suddenly bringing up those old things from the 80s?" Kasumigaoka Utaha asked the boy, looking at him with a puzzled expression.

"Waaah..." Hiratsuka Shizuka seemed to have been hit by an arrow, clutching her chest and squatting on the ground.

"No... After all, it's a timeless classic. Even I often hear about new anime and movies coming out, and my little sister reads manga like Saint Seiya: Alicization." Shirou said.

"Mmm." Hiratsuka Shizuka, who was squatting on the ground, nodded repeatedly, her bangs being tossed aside, making the white patch on her forehead even more noticeable.

"Isn't that just a cartoonist who has run out of ideas and can only make money by selling the IPs they created in the past, exploiting fans' nostalgia for their childhood memories and rehashing old material? Although a comic book only costs about the price of a meal, if there are no new ideas in the derivative works, only the old readers will read them."

For example, if it's a younger generation who doesn't know Naruto Uzumaki, how many of them would watch Boruto? It's already a relic of the past. In a few more years, the words "Naruto" will only be heard from the mouths of middle-aged men or women approaching or on their way to thirty. "Kasumigaoka Utaha coldly stated the cruel reality.

"Waaah..." Hiratsuka Shizuka lay on the ground, almost crying, and seemed rather pitiful.

"Alright, alright, let's talk about which parts of Mount Lu you like, senior." Shirou quickly changed the subject.

"Hmm? Shirou-kun, do you want to hear it?" Kasumigaoka Utaha smiled with satisfaction.

Shirou regretted his words very quickly after they left his mouth.

From breakfast to boarding the bus, and then to meeting up with classmates from the Xunyang branch school at Lushan, Senior Sister Kasumigaoka kept telling us about the local literary figures and anecdotes. It's no longer just a simple liking; it's a new kind of Lushan fanatic, like a sister complex or a loli complex!

When Yu the Great was taming the floods, he climbed the peaks here; Sima Qian of the Han Dynasty came here to find traces of Yu the Great; Wang Xizhi washed his ink at Guizong Temple here; Tao Yuanming lived in seclusion in a village north of Lushan Mountain and wrote "Picking chrysanthemums by the eastern fence, I leisurely see the southern mountains"; Li Bai read books at the foot of Wulao Peak... There are more than two hundred scenic spots and historical sites of all kinds.

When the bus arrived at the parking lot on the top of Mount Lu, the classmates I had met at the Xunyang branch school had already arrived there.

The clever and adorable little girl, Zhou Meimei, waved and ran forward with a smile, calling out, "Shirou~! Good morning!"

"Good morning, Meimei." Shirou greeted the lively little girl with a light laugh.

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The girl had changed out of her sportswear school uniform today. She wore a plain-colored skirt underneath a light blue coat, paired with white athletic leggings, a white baseball cap, and long pigtails hanging down her back, exuding youthful energy.

"Ahem." Zhou Meimei coughed. She had been a little too excited just now. As a great female leader, she needed to be more intellectual and wise.

"Meimei, your outfit suits you very well today," Shirou said with a light laugh.

"Hehe, thank you." Hearing the praise, Zhou Meimei smiled broadly, hugged the boy's hand, and shook it.

Wan'er and Lingyue, who were following behind, helplessly covered their faces.

In fact, even the spirit Wu Zetian inside the little girl couldn't stand it anymore. As the Master who could summon her, she was indeed very similar to her when she was a child, equally intelligent and quick-witted.

But Zhou Meimei is only fifteen years old. What's the reason behind her obsession with men?

It's worth noting that although she had this problem, it only occurred after her husband, Emperor Gaozong (Li Zhi), died at the age of 56. She only ever favored four male lovers in her lifetime. Compared to most emperors with three thousand concubines and those who changed wives several times a month, she was incredibly loyal and devoted.

However, Zhou Meimei is now completely captivated by male beauty and has a feeling that this child will eventually cause trouble because of men.

"Shirou~! Aren't I cute today?" Zhou Meimei asked, still holding the boy's hand.

"Hmm, she's very cute." Shirou smiled and patted the girl's head in agreement. Seeing her acting so coquettishly reminded him of how Komachi at home would try to please her family to get things.

"Hehehe, really? I'm cute, though that's only natural," the girl said with a blissful laugh.

"Oh no, oh no, if this continues, the princess will become a cripple!" Wan'er said anxiously.

"Damn it, I also want to be gently patted on the head by a handsome guy like that." Lingyue muttered jealously from the side.

At this moment, several other students from Xunyang branch school who were also participating in the exchange activity came forward.

"Good morning, everyone." Shirou greeted the other students from Xunyang Branch School one by one.

Good morning, everyone. Welcome to Mount Lu. Today, we will guide you on a tour of the mountain.

At this moment, Zhou Meimei also changed her mood and, on behalf of her, asked Hiratsuka Shizuka, "So, Hiratsuka-sensei, do you have any instructions?"

"I'll leave all of this to you! Don't feel awkward because I'm here, just have fun!" Hiratsuka Shizuka said with a hearty laugh, then lowered her voice and made a request, "But... just don't miss that three-tiered waterfall."

"I understand. Let's schedule the Three Cascades Spring in tomorrow morning's itinerary," Zhou Meimei nodded and said.

"Thank you, then there's no problem." Hiratsuka Shizuka agreed, a DSLR camera hanging around her neck, showing how much she cared about this pilgrimage.

"Then please follow us." Zhou Meimei discussed a few words with her classmates, then said to everyone with a smile.

"We understand. Thank you for your guidance today." The Chiba branch bowed and expressed their gratitude.

"This is the right place. Please take care of me."

After the students from both sides greeted each other, they were led inside by Zhou Meimei and others.

The group first arrived at a gate with a plaque above it that read "Flower Path". Walking inside, they saw peach trees and flowerbeds everywhere, with a lake in the center shaped like a violin.

In the middle of the lake is a small island connected by a winding bridge. You can see peacocks kept here. Further in, you will see a stone statue of a famous poet standing there, and behind it is a thatched cottage with white walls built to commemorate his exile to Jiujiang as an adjutant.

Legend has it that somewhere in this garden, along a path lined with peach blossoms, Bai Juyi composed his famous poem "Peach Blossoms at Dalin Temple," which includes the lines: "In the human world, April's fragrant blossoms have all faded, but in the mountain temple, peach blossoms are just beginning to bloom."