Full-Time Magister: Summoning Agumon at the Start

"Qianxun, how come you still can't change your temper after all these years? You didn't even ask them about the specifics before casually giving them the order to leave." A robust old man with a thick beard and a radiant face walked out.

"What's there to ask? These two ignorant brats, one of them insulted our country."

"Do you think I can tolerate someone saying something like 'I want to tear down our Twin Guardian Pavilion' in front of me, the eldest daughter of the Mochizuki family?" said Mochizuki Chika, the woman in the kimono.

"That's because you started it with hurtful words, and that's why they responded rudely. Alright, stop fooling around. They should be our honored guests." The bearded old man walked to Mochizuki Chika's side, glared at her, and said.

"Distinguished guests, just them?" Mochizuki Chika was clearly still unconvinced.

"Old man, you haven't raised your daughter well. She's so disobedient. If you hadn't shown up in time, we would have beaten her pretty face into a sumo wrestler." Mo Fan said without any politeness.

Upon hearing this, the bearded old man paused for a moment, his lips twitching slightly. He had already offered a way out, but this guy not only refused but also took the opportunity to climb up the ladder. He was speaking in a way that was completely unpredictable.

Mochizuki Chika was so angry that she almost smashed her wooden clogs. If it weren't for the old man with the bushy beard stopping her, she would have given Mo Fan a good whack with her wooden clogs and shown him why the flowers were so red.

"You are all members of the Chinese National Government here for training, right? Judging by the time, you should be arriving soon." To avoid further escalating the conflict, Wangyue Mingjian got straight to the point.

Upon hearing this, Ai Jiangtu stepped forward and handed his identity badge to the robust old man in front of him. However, Wangyue Mingjian waved his hand without even looking at it and turned around to prepare to lead Lin Chen and his group inside.

"Aren't you going to check us? Aren't you afraid we're imposters?" Ai Jiangtu asked, somewhat puzzled.

"No need. Impersonation requires skill. Nobody would bother to impersonate a National Team player to challenge our Shuangshou Pavilion's top players. After all, nobody likes getting beaten up," said Wangyue Mingjian with a smile.

"It seems you have quite a bit of confidence in your guardians." Ai Jiangtu narrowed his eyes slightly, his words carrying a hint of hostility.

"Looking across the entire Sakura Country, there aren't many who can rival our Shuangshou Pavilion team. I wonder how many rounds you can last against us." At this moment, a man with dyed blonde hair, who looked very much like Zhao Manyan, stepped forward and said arrogantly.

"Oh, I didn't expect your Japan to have such a low definition of strength. And according to you..."

"Aren't all the people from your Sakura National Academy good for nothing but good-for-nothings? That's why we picked out a few of you who are neither good-looking nor useful." Lin Chen sneered, showing no mercy to them.

"you-."

The blond man was taken aback by Lin Chen's words and was about to retort when Wangyue Mingjian interrupted him, beckoning Lin Chen and the others to enter Shuangshou Pavilion.

"Alright, I'll arrange the competition, but before that, please be proper hosts and make sure the guests get some rest."

"Oh, by the way, we have a few female companions who will be arriving later. You can wait here."

"Bring them in when they arrive." Mo Fan paused suddenly as he passed by Wang Yue Qianxun and gave the order in a deliberately cheeky tone.

"Do you think I'm a doorman's maid?!" Mochizuki Chika's forehead was covered in black lines. The anger that had just been extinguished suddenly resurfaced. If Mochizuki Meiken hadn't glanced at her, she would have exploded.

"I hadn't noticed until you pointed it out, but it does look quite similar." Mo Fan examined it carefully, nodded emphatically, and answered seriously.

The banquet was held in the Grand Banquet Hall of the Lower Pavilion. Many important figures from the West Guard Pavilion attended to welcome the members of the Chinese National Government.

Of course, the group of proud and arrogant young academic powerhouses who served as members of the Twin Guardian Pavilion were also present.

The banquet had been going on for a while when the girls arrived. Since they had come directly to the banquet, they were carrying large and small bags of things they had bought in Osaka.

Especially Jiang Shaoxu, her table was piled high with the luxury goods she had bought: clothes, shoes, bags,

jewelry··.-·

Of course, when Jiang Shaoxu went out to eat something delicious, she didn't forget to bring some back for Lin Chen. This special treatment made all the boys in the team except Ai Jiangtu very envious and jealous.

Mo Fan even looked towards where Mu Ningxue was and found that although Mu Ningxue had also bought a lot of things, they were obviously for her own use and there was nothing for Mo Fan.

"You're so leisurely! I remember when the Lollipop Team came here, they were all immersed in their training, but we still beat them to a pulp. You girls, on the other hand, the first thing you do when you come to Osaka is go shopping. What's the difference between you and ordinary worldly girls?"

At the head of the table, the teacher from the Osaka National Museum of Japan, listening to Jiang Shao chattering away as she shared her afternoon's takeaways with Lin Chen, couldn't help but speak up.

"I am a mage, and also a woman. Besides, your guardian looks too weak."

Even if we underperform, we can still easily crush you. Being a little careless won't hurt at all." Jiang Shaoxu usually seemed a bit unreliable, but she was no pushover either. She directly retorted to the Japanese teacher from the National Hall, and in the process, she made a sweeping generalization, offending all the Japanese people present.

"You're quite the talker, but what good is that? All show and no substance," a glamorous female curator said disdainfully.

"If you're not satisfied, let's have a match now. Let's see if we can leave our footprints on your faces, get our medals, and move on to the next stop." Jiang Shaoxu stood up, looked at the other party defiantly, and said in a tone full of hostility.

Upon hearing this, all the people of Sakura in the West Guardian Pavilion were enraged. Mochizuki Chika even stood up from her seat, ready to attack Jiang Shaoxu.

"Jiang Shaoxu, don't do this!" Lin Chen quickly pulled Jiang Shaoxu away.

Just when the Japanese thought Lin Chen was about to dissuade Jiang Shaoxu, Lin Chen spoke again: "You women are full, but we haven't even started eating yet. If you want to fight, wait until we finish eating. Let us fill our stomachs first."

Upon hearing this, the men in the group unanimously agreed, disregarding their image, and began to eat the food in front of them with gusto, fearing that the Japanese people opposite them might get angry and take all the food off the table, leaving them hungry all night.

Meanwhile, the Japanese on the other side were all stunned, especially Mochizuki Chika, whose anger, which had just subsided, surged up again, and she even twisted the silver spoon in her hand in half.