Crossing over, and then being blocked by a rich JK.

Chapter 542 Her Showdown
Perhaps because of what Watanabe Yu had just said, after serving the stir-fried dishes and chopped fruit, Yasuhara Shizukako did not adopt her usual dignified and elegant demeanor, but instead put on a more approachable and gentle expression.

"Watanabe really knows how to cook, his skills are truly impressive."

After everyone said "Let's eat!" and started eating, Shizukako Yasuhara picked up a piece of shredded beef and put it in her daughter's bowl, then naturally started a conversation.

"You think I'm joking?"

Seeing her mother's expression, Risa Yasuhara roughly guessed what she meant, and no longer felt nervous, so she naturally continued her sentence.

But Yu really has a way with things, even managing to handle someone as gentle on the outside but tough on the inside as his mother.

No, I wouldn't say it's all settled. If it were settled, Mom definitely wouldn't have said it like that; she would have said it outright.

and so……

Is this half-convinced?
The remaining half is up to me.

I can do it!

"Not really, but I still find it hard to believe. You could say it's based on experience, since I've never seen a young person his age cook to this level."

Shizuka Yasuhara paused, then added another sentence.

"And he didn't even specialize in this field."

She wouldn't doubt that his cooking skills were decent.

After all, if a person living alone doesn't know how to cook, they might have to eat well for the first half of the month and then eat plain water and steamed buns for the second half.

Tokyo's prices are what they are; even many office workers live paycheck to paycheck, let alone a student whose expenses depend entirely on their family.

When Qiu Hui chatted with her before, she made it very clear that the living expenses they gave Watanabe were extremely limited, just enough to barely feed him after deducting rent.

In other words, her previous judgment was even an overestimation.

To be honest, Watanabe would probably struggle to make ends meet even with a lavish lifestyle for half a month; he would likely be struggling financially after a month.

Therefore, under this premise, the cost of his "trial and error" in cooking is extremely limited, while the cost of practice required to go from being able to cook reasonably well to cooking deliciously, or even exceptionally deliciously, is quite high.

If it were that easy to cook exceptionally delicious food, chefs wouldn't be so sought after by hotels, and their salaries would be incredibly high.

"Mom, that's talent! My student is a genius!"

Risa Yasuhara has always been generous with her praise for Yu Watanabe.

This student is like a treasure chest from a comic book; if you have something you can't handle, just hand it over to him.

He will definitely handle it perfectly for you, and make you look very proud.

"Ah, you're right."

Upon hearing this, Shizukako Yasuhara paused for a second, then smiled and nodded.

She didn't intend to refute it, or rather, she agreed with her daughter's statement.

Looking back on his experiences, it's no exaggeration to say that even if you knew his 'trajectory' beforehand, the number of people who could replicate it would be extremely small.

To put it bluntly, as of now, she can't think of anyone who can replicate it one-to-one.

"Um..." Watanabe Yu raised his hand, interrupting the mother and daughter who were chatting and laughing, "We're all family, can we stop talking about this?"

He was really about to break down.

The closer the person is to him when he tells them about his experiences, the more unspeakable shame he feels.

"He's a bit shy."

Seeing Yu's appearance, Ayana Amamiya coughed lightly and chimed in.

"How can that be? Young people need to be thick-skinned, otherwise they'll miss out on some opportunities."

Shizukako Yasuhara shook her head and gave Yu Watanabe a slightly helpless suggestion.

To be honest, his words made her realize that he was still a 'human being,' not a 'genius' who knew everything and had everything under control.

"I will try my best."

Watanabe Yu pouted, making a 'this might be a bit difficult' expression.

He can do everything else to the best of his ability, but this is something he's really struggling with.

“It’s not about trying, it’s about striving to do it, otherwise you’ll suffer.” Shizukako Yasuhara shook her head and changed the subject. “Speaking of which, Risa, you really hated school when you were in school. You called school a ‘prison’ more than once, so why did you still choose to become a teacher?”

This was the first time she had asked her daughter this question.

She had been puzzled before, but she never asked, only saying that she supported all her decisions.

"Because I wanted to see the students trembling with fear because of me."

Risa Yasuhara chuckled softly, then her expression turned serious.

"Just kidding. The main thing is that I feel more free being a teacher than taking over the family business, and I also enjoy interacting with them."

No matter how complicated high school students' thoughts may be, they are still much simpler than those in the business world. And most importantly, most high school students are kind-hearted.

The same goes for the teachers who interact with them.

She remembers clearly how her strictest English teacher, after they returned to school from their last entrance exam, burst into tears while giving a farewell speech on the podium.

At that time, she was somewhat annoyed by her strictness, but at that moment, she suddenly understood the latter's difficulties.

If a teacher wants to be responsible for her students, she will undoubtedly put pressure on them. Similarly, students who are going through adolescence are likely to misunderstand her.

Under this premise, responsible teachers can only be patient until the students achieve excellent results in the entrance examination, at which point they can take off their 'strict' mask and reveal their softer side.

"Actually, the family business is quite flexible."

Although she knew in her heart that saying such a thing at this time was tantamount to undermining him, Shizukako Yasuhara still said it.

She felt that her daughter had a misunderstanding about the family company on this point.

"Your mom and dad can help you out. If you want to take a day off, it'll definitely be no problem."

She used to wonder what her daughter was resisting, and now she realized it was this—feeling a lack of freedom.

But the reality was quite the opposite. While she and her husband were still able to manage, their daughter only needed to learn slowly under their protection. As for freedom, if it was the kind of freedom she understood, then it was definitely freedom.

To put it bluntly, if you're working for your own family and your boss is your own parents, how could they possibly refuse to grant you leave if you really want to rest?
"Don't."

Risa Yasuhara waved her hand and casually picked up a piece of scrambled eggs with tomatoes from her own bowl. She didn't know what was wrong with this dish, but it just tantalized her taste buds and made her want to eat it one bite after another.

"why?"

Shizukako Yasuhara looked at her daughter with a puzzled expression.

"Because I don't want to use back channels; targeted special treatment makes me feel uncomfortable."

Risa Yasuhara frankly expressed her thoughts.

To put it bluntly, she didn't want to hear any more talk about connections or favoritism.

“What kind of special treatment is that?” Shizukako Yasuhara retorted. “As the boss’s child, you’re here to learn. To put it bluntly, isn’t it only right that you get special treatment?”

Working at your own company should give you a certain degree of freedom, right?

Furthermore, they don't expect Risa to make the company bigger and stronger; they just want her to maintain it. Therefore, the requirements for her are not that high.

"..."

Risa Yasuhara fell silent, but she didn't reply. She simply put the scrambled eggs with tomatoes into her mouth and then shoveled a mouthful of rice into her mouth. She understood all of this.

But it was precisely because of this clear understanding that she didn't want to work at the company in her hometown.

"Okay, okay, let's not talk about this."

Seeing her daughter's expression, Shizukako Yasuhara waved her hand knowingly.

Her purpose in coming to talk to her daughter this time was not anything else, but to have a conversation without airs and to understand the reasons why her daughter was so resistant.

The reasons Risa gave before were... somewhat high-sounding.

Even though she knew there was some truth to those reasons, she couldn't be bothered to verify it.

"Speaking of which, when you were in school, what was the teacher you were most afraid of?"

Watanabe Yu coughed lightly, bringing the topic back on track.

This is also the responsibility he, as an 'assistant,' should fulfill in this situation.

"What are you most afraid of your teacher doing?" Risa Yasuhara thought for a moment, her gaze inexplicably drifting. "I'm most afraid of the teacher grading homework in class after the holidays, especially when I haven't done it."

Even though she had already started teaching and was no longer a student, she still felt lingering fear when she thought of the teacher's expression back then.

"Is there anything more specific?"

Watanabe Yu then asked.

He felt that the description was too general and needed to be more detailed.

Of course, more importantly, he knew very well that the mother and daughter needed another topic that would allow everyone to relax and chat.

If we continue on that topic, something big is likely to go wrong.

The atmosphere will become strange, and the relaxed feeling from before will probably be gone.

“Yes.” Risa Yasuhara nodded. “Let me give you a more specific example. After the long-awaited holiday ended, the first class in the morning was her class as a teacher. Instead of collecting homework, she chose to teach and review it.”

"As luck would have it, I was sitting in the first row, right to the right of the podium."

"At that time, the students on the right were relatively noisy, so the teacher would prefer to wander around on the right side."

"Then, by sheer coincidence, she stopped in front of my desk, her right hand resting on the tabletop, looking very relaxed at the people behind me."

"I still remember her first words, 'Let me see what the first question is.'"

"If it were just talking, it wouldn't be a problem. The key issue is that while she was talking, she was also scanning the classroom."

"Don't assume that the stricter the academic atmosphere of a school, the more students will complete their assignments every time. There are still some who don't do them, but it's very rare."

"And that was the only time in my entire high school career."

"Getting back to the point, after she glanced around, she suddenly lowered her eyes and looked at me. Luckily, I covered it up quickly, otherwise she would have noticed—that's what I thought at the time, but after becoming a teacher, I realized that it was impossible to hide it at all."

"And then..."

"She turned around and stood on the podium as if by accident, and then began to explain the word problems."

"Theoretically speaking, everything should end here, but she didn't seem to want to end it here, so she changed the subject and said to find someone to come up and do it."

At this point, she couldn't help but sigh.

She remembered it very clearly; she could even recreate the scene in her mind. The teacher's exact words were that whoever lowered their head would come up to write, and she had raised her head.

As a result, the teacher insisted on calling on her.

The reason is that I saw a desire to answer the questions in her eyes.

She swore she could never come up with such a bizarre explanation in her entire life.

"And then she chose you?"

Watanabe Yu picked up the conversation.

Having studied for two lifetimes, he understood all too well the moment of cardiac arrest that Risa was describing.

Even long after graduation, seeing a similar scene again still sends shivers down my spine, as if the fear of teachers is etched into my DNA.

"Yes."

Risa Yasuhara nodded, then sighed, a hint of melancholy creeping into her eyes.

That's when she made up her mind that if she ever had the chance to be a teacher in the future, she would never want to be that kind of teacher.

result……

The dragon slayer, in fact, became the dragon himself.

She could understand the teachers' feelings at that time. It wasn't so-called dissatisfaction at all; it was just that they were also uncomfortable after the holiday ended and needed to find some people to have some fun, which could also help the students get back into their studies.

"Have you written it out yet?"

Watanabe Yu didn't care about anything else, but he cared about this one very much.

“I wrote it out, and it was even correct.” Risa Yasuhara sighed again. “But I was still called to the office after class. The teacher didn’t say anything about me not doing my homework. She just told me to pay attention in class and to complete the assignments on time.”

This is more of a warning than a serious reprimand.

But it really scared her half to death.

It's important to understand that for junior high and high school students, the deterrent effect of having their parents come to school has always been very high.

"It's a stroke of luck amidst misfortune."

Watanabe Yu truthfully expressed his true feelings.

"You have moments like this?"

However, compared to his shallow reflections, some people's reflections were more or less accompanied by personal emotions.

This includes, but is not limited to, Shizukako Yasuhara, who looked at Risa Yasuhara with a smile.

"Uh……"

Risa Yasuhara was immediately rendered speechless.

She was so engrossed in her story that she forgot her mother was still there.

"Don't be nervous." Shizukako Yasuhara smiled and shook her head, then raised an eyebrow. "I'm not the kind of person who likes to settle scores later, but... I want to tell you something."

Starting with the current atmosphere, it's a good choice.

"what's up?"

Risa Yasuhara looked at her.

"I can agree to your request that I don't want to get married just for the sake of getting married, but you have to let me get what I want in the following conversation."

Shizukako Yasuhara met her daughter's gaze.

"At the same time... you also have to agree to one condition."

This can be considered a showdown.

(End of this chapter)