The man is a monk in the inside, and he starts by giving his wife a crown.

These days, he even walked carefully, always feeling that there were eyes staring at him from behind, making him unable to sleep or eat.

Inside the meditation room of Wuche Academy, the air was filled with the scent of sandalwood and the atmosphere was solemn, yet undercurrents were surging.

Xiuyuan sat cross-legged on the cushion on the podium, explaining the most basic principles of meditation in a voice that was neither too loud nor too low.

He did not read out the script, but simply pointed out the key points in a few words, allowing the group of energetic young Taimanin in the audience to experience it for themselves.

For them, learning how to calm their minds may be more difficult than mastering a new set of ninjutsu.

Gui Yanye sat upright, breathing long and steady, and had already entered deep meditation.

There was a trace of tranquility on her fair face, her consciousness sank into the sea of ​​knowledge, and she tried hard to visualize her own true form.

Gradually, a vague golden outline began to coalesce, a majestic and precious appearance. But upon closer inspection, the face of the statue bore a striking resemblance to Xiu Yuan, who sat at the podium, his eyes closed in meditation. She was oblivious to this, immersed in the tranquility and joy of having glimpsed the path for the first time.

However, this tranquility is a luxury for Shuicheng Xuefeng.

She knelt on the mat, feeling uncomfortable all over, and moved several times as if there were needles prickling her buttocks.

His wheat-brown skin turned slightly red due to irritability, and his two strong and muscular long legs kept changing the slight angle, trying to find a more comfortable position.

I can't calm down at all!

The scene of Master Xiuyuan displaying his supernatural power two days ago, stepping on the golden lotus, with the golden dragon as his guardian, and beating those bad guys to a pulp, was still replaying in her mind.

That's awesome! That's cool! But those officials are talking about a "holographic projection exercise"? What a lie!

Xuefeng secretly opened one eye and glanced at Xiuyuan on the podium.

Brother Xiuyuan just sat there calmly, as if he was not the one who destroyed the world that day.

Why isn't he angry? Why doesn't he stand up and say something?

A surge of anger on behalf of her idol surged in her chest.

She wanted to rush out and shout at those questioning people outside:

"Did you see that?! That's God! Not some bullshit projection!"

But she is a Taimanin of Goche Academy and has rules to abide by. She cannot leak information related to the mission at will, and she cannot cause trouble for the academy.

Frustrated! It’s so frustrating!

Xuefeng puffed out his cheeks, feeling torn between his conscience and his conscience.

She glanced at Xiu Yuan again secretly, but he didn't even lift his eyelids, as if he didn't notice her little movements at all, nor did he feel the surging emotions in her heart.

“Visualization is not random thinking.”

Xiuyuan's voice was not loud, but it reached everyone's ears clearly, with a strange penetrating power, as if it sounded directly in Xuefeng's mind.

Xuefeng was startled and suddenly closed his eyes. His body stiffened and he almost jumped off the futon.

She quickly calmed her mind and tried to imitate Gui Yanye, taking deep breaths and trying to clear her mind.

But the more she tried to calm down, the more those thoughts about the Golden Dragon, official lies, how handsome the master was, and how aggrieved she felt ran wild in her mind like wild dogs on the loose.

In the end, Shuicheng Xuefeng gave up resisting, slumped his shoulders, and lay listlessly on his knees like a deflated ball, leaving only his furry brown head facing Xiuyuan.

Xiuyuan's eyelids moved slightly, and the corners of his mouth seemed to curl up, but he quickly regained his composure and continued to explain the next point of meditation, as if the little episode just now had never happened.

In the meditation room, there was only his steady voice, the peaceful atmosphere of Katsura Kotonoha who had entered a state of enlightenment, and Mizuki Yukikaze's silent resentment that was filled with "I can't do this anymore."

The bell for the end of get out of class rang crisply, breaking the silence of the meditation room.

The lingering scent of sandalwood was still lingering as the Taimanin girls on the futons opened their eyes one after another, their faces showing a calmness after meditation, but more of it was reverence and curiosity for the figure on the podium.

They stood up almost immediately and surrounded him like birds returning to their nests.

"Master, I just felt a warm current moving in my body!"

"Teacher Xiuyuan, will you teach us this next time? It feels so good!"

"Master, you were truly amazing that day! Those officials are still talking nonsense!"

The girls chattered at once, their voices filled with excitement and admiration, surrounding Xiu Yuan tightly, all wanting to be closer to the legendary "Lotus Monk".

Shuicheng Xuefeng was squeezed on the periphery. She was not very tall to begin with, and even when she stood on tiptoe she could only see the swaying heads in front of her.

Her face, which was tanned to a healthy wheat color, was puffed up and her cheeks were almost pouting like steamed buns.

Why?! She was the first one to get to know Brother Xiuyuan, but now these first-year students who came later have gotten to know her first!

She snorted in dissatisfaction, folding her arms tightly over her chest, her brown ponytail swinging slightly as she stamped her foot in frustration.

At this moment, a calm and mature female voice sounded, carrying an unquestionable aura:

"Alright, students, why are you gathering here? Teacher Xiuyuan needs to rest."

Mizuki Shiranui walked in. She was wearing a well-tailored teacher's uniform that outlined her mature and graceful figure, and her face carried the majesty of a senior instructor.

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As her eyes swept over, the girls who were originally chattering immediately quieted down, lowered their heads a little embarrassedly, saluted, and consciously made way for them.

After Shiranui dismissed those Taimanin girls who were still reluctant to leave, she turned to Shuyuan.

The dignity he had shown towards the students just now receded like the tide, replaced by a mixture of respect, excitement, and a hint of subtle nervousness.

She bowed slightly, her eyes fixed on Xiu Yuan's calm face. She tried to maintain a professional and polite tone, but the softness and eagerness of a mature woman in her voice could not be completely concealed:

"Master Xiuyuan, you've worked really hard today. If you don't mind, my humble abode is nearby. Why don't you come over and rest for a while and have a cup of tea?"

Xiu Yuan opened his eyes, his calm gaze first falling on Shiranui's slightly expectant face, then he nodded slightly, his tone still calm:

"Okay, sorry to bother you."

Seeing Shuyuan's agreement, Shiranui's slightly tense expression relaxed, a faint smile appeared at the corners of her mouth, and the fine lines at the corners of her eyes softened a bit, making her look more mature. She leaned over and gestured:

"Teacher Xiuyuan, please. My humble abode is simple, I hope you don't mind."

Xiuyuan nodded slightly and walked out of the meditation room.

Shuicheng Xuefeng almost jumped as she followed Xiuyuan and her mother, chattering and sharing the excitement she had been holding back all the way.

When she came out of the meditation room, she felt like she had countless words to tell Brother Xiuyuan.

...... ... ...

She even wanted to ask Brother Xiuyuan whether the golden dragon felt hard to the touch and whether she could ride it.

As they were about to reach the door of their home, Xuefeng was preparing to organize her words and ask the question she wanted to ask the most, but Mizuki Shiranui suddenly stopped.

She turned around with an impeccable gentle smile on her face, but there was a hint of unquestionable meaning in her eyes.

"Snow Wind,"

Shiranui's voice was as gentle as a spring breeze.

"Look, Mom forgot. We don't have any decent snacks or tea at home to treat Master Xiuyuan. Here's some money. Go to that old shop on the corner and buy some of their new matcha daifuku and Uji's Kinsin Gyokuro. Remember, get them handmade, the freshest, and have them wrap it carefully."

"Besides these two, there is also..."

As she spoke, she stuffed a wad of banknotes into her daughter's hand, her movements smooth and natural, as if it was just an ordinary instruction.

The smile on Shuicheng Xuefeng's face froze instantly. She looked down at the money in her hand, then looked up at her mother's overly bright smile, and secretly glanced at Xiuyuan who was standing next to her with a calm expression, as if it had nothing to do with her. She couldn't wrap her mind around it for a moment.

"Go now? But...Brother Xiuyuan just arrived..."

"It's precisely because the master has just arrived that we should entertain him well, right?"

Shiranui interrupted her, reaching out to smooth out the messy hair on her daughter's forehead, her tone filled with an intimacy that brooked no room for rebuttal.

"Go quickly and come back soon. Mom and the master are waiting for you at home. Don't keep the master waiting for too long."

Xuefeng's little mouth is pouted so high that you can hang an oil bottle on it.

It felt like my feet had taken root and I was hesitating to move.

But her mother's eyes were already a little stern, and she had never dared to disobey her mother's orders since she was a child.

In the end, Xuefeng could only snort heavily, stuffed the money into his pocket, puffed out his cheeks, and walked towards the street corner, looking back every few steps. The expression "I am very unhappy" was written all over his back.

The sound of footsteps tapping the ground seemed to be accusing the mother of her "atrocities".

Looking at her daughter's angry and helpless back as she left, a hint of apology flashed across Mizuki Shiranui's eyes, but it was quickly replaced by another more burning emotion.

She muttered silently in her heart: I'm sorry Xuefeng, Mom really... can't help it.

The thought of experiencing that strange feeling again made her feel as if a subtle electric current ran through deep within her body, making her both excited and nervous.

She took a deep breath, adjusted her expression, and when she turned to Xiu Yuan again, a perfect, mature and gentle smile appeared on her face. She turned sideways and made a "please" gesture: "Master Xiu Yuan, it's windy outside, let's go in first."

Xiu Yuan just watched the interaction between the mother and daughter calmly from beginning to end, as if he was enjoying an interesting skit.

At this moment, he nodded slightly, his gaze lingering for a moment on Shiranui's slightly complicated eyes, and then followed her into the Japanese-style courtyard gate.

Chapter 106: Madam, I am not well yet!

Shuicheng Xuefeng stood at the end of the long line, looking at the swaying heads in front of him, tapping the ground with his toes impatiently.

This old shop is famous for its exquisite dim sum, but also for its slow production. All dim sum are made by hand, so queues are common.

Damn mom, she had to choose this place, and she wanted the freshest matcha daifuku, and that Uji Kinsin Gyokuro! She's just trying to make things difficult for me! She puffed out her cheeks, her brown wheat face full of displeasure, and muttered quietly:

"What? Brother Xiuyuan is already home."

"Xuefeng?" A gentle voice came from behind him.

Xuefeng turned around and saw Gui Yanye standing there with her schoolbag. Her fair skin was almost transparent in the sunlight, and her long, warm purple-black hair fell softly on her shoulders, forming a sharp contrast with her own tanned skin.

"Yakoto? Why are you here?"

Katsura Yanye tilted her head slightly, with a hint of doubt in her big eyes:

"I'm just about to go home. Didn't you go home with Teacher Xiuyuan?"

As soon as Xiuyuan was mentioned, Xuefeng straightened his back immediately. The dissatisfaction of being ordered around was instantly thrown behind his mind, and was replaced by an inexplicable sense of responsibility.

"I came out to buy something to entertain Brother Xiuyuan!"

She raised her chin as if she was carrying out some glorious mission.

"Mom said we should treat our guests with the best snacks and tea!"

Gui Yanye looked at Xuefeng's serious expression, then looked at the endlessly long team, and understood something.

She walked forward and looked at the banknotes and the shop sign in Xuefeng's hand:

"Matcha Daifuku and Kinsin Gyokuro? I know another branch around the corner that has a wider variety of teas. I'll go there and help you queue up for tea while you wait here for the snacks. It'll go faster this way."

Xuefeng's eyes lit up.

"Really? That's great! Thanks, Kotonoha!"

With someone to help, the efficiency will be immediately improved.

Katsura Yanye nodded slightly, turned and walked towards another street.

Her gait was light and steady, a stark contrast to Yukikaze's energy, ready to sprint at any moment.

The two of them acted separately, and their efficiency was indeed much higher.

As Xuefeng waited in line, she was still thinking about how she was going to talk to Brother Xiuyuan when she got home, asking about Jinlong and complaining about her mother's "evil deeds." Meanwhile, Katsura Yanye quickly bought the designated Uji Kinsin Gyokuro, beautifully packaged.

More than half an hour later, the two met up, each holding an elegantly wrapped paper bag.

The Matcha Daifuku exudes an alluring fragrance, and the packaging of the tea also exudes a sense of luxury.

"Done!" Xuefeng looked at the things in his hand with satisfaction and walked home briskly.

"Brother Xiuyuan will definitely like this!"

The two walked side by side on the way home, and the setting sun stretched their shadows long.

Katsura Yanye was silent for a moment, then suddenly spoke, her tone still gentle, yet with a solemnity that could not be ignored:

"Xuefeng, my mother also knows that Teacher Xiuyuan is coming to school."

Xuefeng said "Hmm?" and looked at her in confusion.

"Our family has been blessed by the Buddhist temple for generations. According to family rules, we should solemnly invite virtuous monks to our home to entertain them as a sign of respect."

Katsura Yanye said slowly.

"So, my mother asked me to invite Master Xiuyuan to visit our home someday. This is our Gui family's way of entertaining guests."