I teach judo in Tokyo.

After all, aside from the fact that Kuno-nee does housework properly every day.

Recently, he was unsure whether Kuno-nee's repeated efforts to subdue his inner demons counted as fulfilling the system's requirements.

I guess it counts?

Because it's really fun!

Chapter 80 Eightfold Mei Xuan

In Chiyoda Ward, Tokyo, a quiet and luxurious residence stands out amidst the bustling city center.

The rising sun was just beginning to peek out from the horizon.

A woman with long, bright orange hair and a beautiful face yawned as she slowly walked out of the courtyard's own shrine.

She wasn't particularly tall, but she had a voluptuous and curvaceous figure, and her face had a very distinctive feature—a single eye patch worn at an angle.

She wore a loose white kimono with orange patterns underneath, and an abrupt black suit-like jacket was draped over it, the loose collar barely covering her large breasts.

He had a katana hanging from his left waist and a yellowish-brown gourd tied to his right waist with a rope.

The woman hooked two fingers behind her back the gourd tied to her waist, slowly brought it to her lips, and took a satisfying sip.

He let out a burp, his drunken eyes darting left and right, then raised an eyebrow and saw a tall, busy figure inside the house through the window.

"Oh, it's Motoko. What's she doing in the kitchen so early?"

She revealed a carefree smile and swayed toward the house. As she walked, her long, shapely white legs were faintly visible through the almost bare hem of her ronin's clothes.

Inside the house, the tall and slender Wufang Suzi, with her hair tied in a high ponytail, was busy at work.

She wore a light gauze nightgown with a thin white apron tied over it. Because of her tall figure and long arms and legs, the nightgown was very short, revealing her model-like off-the-shoulder shoulders and smooth, long legs.

At first glance, it looks as if she's not wearing anything under the apron.

Washing vegetables, chopping vegetables, preparing vegetables, cooking.

With considerable skill, Wu Fang Suzi carried out each step of the cooking process in an orderly manner.

The female kendo captain, who used to be aloof and indifferent on campus, is now displaying extraordinary culinary skills in her own kitchen.

One after another, exquisitely presented and fragrant dishes were prepared and placed on small plates.

Even a professional chef would probably only achieve this level of skill.

Just as Motoko turned to prepare another dish, another hand covered in scars suddenly reached into the dishes that Motoko had arranged and grabbed a piece of fried shrimp tempura.

"Wow! Motoko, my dear apprentice, I never knew you had such culinary skills!"

A bold and cheerful female voice rang out.

Wufang Suzi was startled and immediately turned around, where she saw the orange-haired older sister stuffing tempura into her mouth.

"Wow! This is so delicious!" Just one bite made the mature woman's eyes light up, and she puffed out her cheeks and chewed voraciously. As she ate, she looked excitedly at Wufang Suzi, "As a master, I'm such a failure! My only disciple, whom I've taught for so long, has never cooked for me!"

As he was speaking, he reached for another dish, but was suddenly blocked by a long-handled spatula.

She immediately stopped, then looked at Wu Fang Su Zi with a pitiful expression: "Good disciple, do you no longer want to acknowledge me as your master?"

She sighed affectedly, "That's true. After all, Suzuko barely survived under her 'bad-tempered' master and obtained the qualification of 'Menko Kaiden' (a title for a disciple of the highest order of learning). The next step is probably to kick her master out of the house."

"I'm such a failure!" The orange-haired woman covered her eyes with her hands, pretending to cry, and occasionally peeked through her fingers to "steal" a glimpse of Motoko's expression.

Wu Fang Suzi used a spatula to block the orange-haired older sister's reach, looking helplessly at her dramatic master, and said, "Master Mei Xuan, this is a dish I promised someone. Time is running out, and I have to take these dishes to school."

She paused, and seeing that Mei Xuan wanted to speak again, she said softly, "If Master wants to eat, then I will make the same dish for you when I come back tonight."

The orange-haired mature woman, known as "Mei Xuan," immediately lowered her hands from her feigned crying, nodding with a light smile and saying, "You're a promising student! You truly are my obedient disciple, a good child who respects her teacher."

As she spoke, she looked Wu Fang Suzi up and down and couldn't help but chuckle, "My good disciple, do you know how alluring your outfit is to men?"

She licked her lips: "Even I, your teacher, can't help but feel my heart flutter~"

Upon hearing her words, Wufang Suzi looked down at her attire without any change in expression: "I'm not very good at dressing. This is just an apron, something you have to wear when cooking."

"Kukuku, it seems Motoko doesn't realize how alluring she is~" Yae Meixuan sighed with a grin.

"Wait!" She touched her chin. "You're taking these dishes to school as gifts? To men!?"

When she mentioned the word "man," her eyes flashed with excited gossip.

Motoko Itsuka hesitated for a moment, then nodded gently: "It is indeed a male classmate."

"Wow~" Yae Meixuan chuckled, walked up to Wufang Suzi, and patted her on the shoulder. Her height of just over 1.6 meters was quite a cute contrast compared to her disciple.

She teased, "It seems that the most outstanding young lady of the Wu family has finally come to her senses. Is she preparing to have a passionate, tumultuous, and intoxicating romance in high school?"

Wufang Suzi glanced helplessly at her unreliable master and said, "He's just an ordinary friend. The reason I cooked for him is because I wanted to..."

She paused, glanced at Yae Meixuan who was excitedly waiting for her answer, and finally revealed the truth: "I wanted to learn a sword technique from him, so I provided him with food as he requested..."

Before he finished speaking, the atmosphere around him suddenly turned cold.

Looking at Yae Meixuan, this mature woman, her single eye, which wasn't covered by the eyepatch, was half-closed, and she exuded a kind of cold killing intent.

"Oh~?" She chuckled, her left hand dangling from the hilt of her katana at her waist. "I, Yae Meixuan's personal disciple, am now willing to make dishes that even my dear master hasn't tasted, just to please an outsider because of a single swordsmanship move—I'm such a failure~"

"What kind of swordsmanship could make my good disciple willing to go to such lengths?"

"I'd really like to see it!"

Wu Fang Su Zi's eyes widened slightly as she watched her master suddenly unleash a fierce aura.

My master is so strong!

He's definitely stronger than Atobe Sousuke from yesterday!

She's never shown this kind of toughness before.

I can't believe I didn't even realize that!

I even thought before that maybe my strength was already greater than my master's.

This is completely wrong.

When Yae Meixuan saw the shocked expression on Gofuku's face, her expression returned to her previous drunken smile.

"Oh dear~ I accidentally scared my dear disciple. Don't worry, don't worry, your master won't do anything to your male friend."

"I just wanted to find an opportunity to go with you to see that man."

"Motoko-chan, then I'll trouble you to make the arrangements. Find a suitable time and take your teacher with you to visit him."

Wu Fang Suzi hesitated for a moment, then, seeing the inexplicable meaning in Yae Meixuan's smile, she nodded slightly.

“Master, I will arrange for you to meet at the right time—provided that you promise me you won’t hit people.”

"Don't worry, Japan is a society governed by the rule of law now!"

Yae Meixuan received an affirmative answer and turned to leave the kitchen with a smile.

Wufang Suzi breathed a sigh of relief and turned around to plate and pack the dish.

As a result, she was disappointed to find that there were originally more than ten different dishes—

Three dishes have already been secretly taken away by Yae Meixuan.

Chapter 81 Motoko's Luxurious Love Bento

After finishing breakfast, Atobe Sousuke saw that it was still early and, wanting more, decided to have some more.

He then dragged the half-hearted widow along, subjecting the indomitable inner demon to another round of suppression and attacks.

This time, the Taihang and Wangwu Mountains were used for suppression, while the Great Devouring Technique from the Three Thousand Great Daos was used to devour the head of the inner demon.

Under multiple pressures, the inner demons could not withstand the onslaught and surrendered once again.

Feeling refreshed, Sousuke bid farewell to Ms. Kuno and left the dojo.

Because his inner demons were successfully suppressed and sealed, he felt that he had briefly entered a saintly state once again.

In this state, it seems as if one can remain clear-headed and immune to all temptations.

Saintly as Buddha!

Thanks to Kuno-nee's help, I can be positive and motivated every day!

What? It's harmful to your health?

Are you kidding me? You look down on this body that the system has enhanced, don't you?

A widow with mediocre skills, no extra experience, and relying solely on talent?

Even if three more seasoned and beautiful women came, it wouldn't be a problem at all!

Meanwhile, as he jogged toward the school, Atobe Sousuke deliberately noticed that all the yakuza boys he had seen tailing him yesterday had disappeared.

It seems that the negotiations that Uncle Nishida mentioned have already begun?

Hopefully, he can bring me good news.

Unless absolutely necessary, Sousuke does not want to clash with so-called "powerful forces".

Especially with these extreme forces, once you offend them, they can be incredibly annoying if they want to cause trouble.

However, there's nothing particularly scary or worrying about.

Sosuke's thinking was very simple—

If we can reach an agreement, then let's all be well.

If they can't reach an agreement, then he'll replicate a Yakuza move and add another legend of a single person dismantling a group to the Tokyo yakuza scene.

He was confident he could do it.

***

An ordinary Tuesday.

After his morning club activities and classes, Sosuke once again enjoyed his pleasant lunch break.

At this time of day, he would first go to the school cafeteria with his deskmate and class monitor to eat, and then throw Mifune Yumi, who would die if she didn't take a nap, back into the classroom to rest on her desk.

Sousuke and his classmate Yotsuba Saki went to their private rooftop spot to enjoy lap pillows and ear cleaning services.

But today is a little different.

Shortly after school ended in the morning, while Sosuke and the others were still packing up their books, a tall girl with a high ponytail was already standing straight in the corridor outside Class 3 of the second year of high school.

Motoko Itsuka was carrying a large square package. Her tall figure, which was extremely rare among Japanese girls, combined with her cold and beautiful face, made the boys who passed by feel a lot of psychological pressure, while also making them unable to help but glance at her frequently.

"That must be Wufang Suzi from Class 1, Grade 2, right? She's really tall..."

"Although she's very beautiful, her eyes are too cold..."

"Don't look too presumptuously. She's the captain of the women's kendo team. Be careful she doesn't pull out her bamboo sword and cut you down!"

Faint whispers drifted from the departing boys' mouths; Motoko heard them but paid them no heed.

To say that she only has the way of the sword in her heart would be an exaggeration, but she is indeed aloof and has no interest in other people's opinions or gazes toward her.

After standing there for a while, the door to the classroom of Class 3, Grade 11 in front of her opened, and the students filed out as the teacher left.

Soon, Sosuke came out with the class president and his deskmate, and then he saw Motoko Itako watching him quietly.

Stare! (￣-￣)

"Gokata-kun!" Before Sousuke could speak, Mifune Yumi, who had also seen Gokata Motoko, skipped over happily and grabbed her arm. "Did you come to see Sousuke?"

Motoko Itō nodded slightly. She looked at Sōsuke Atobe and raised the package in her hand: "As agreed, I brought a bento box."

"It's huge!" Yumi Mifune had noticed the large package Motoko Itako was carrying long ago. "Is the whole package full of bento boxes!?"

As she spoke, she was already drooling.

(。o﹃o。)

Sousuke smiled and nodded at the kendo girl, noticing Mifune Yumi's drooling expression.

After thinking for a moment, he smiled broadly and said, "Since Wufang brought such a large lunchbox, shall we eat together?"

"Yay!" Yumi Mifune exclaimed, her braids sticking up with joy.

Yotsuba Saki smiled without saying a word; she was happy as long as she could be with Sousuke.