Teacher Shirou Starts His Job / Jalter Eats Lunch

The black-haired woman was now completely blushing, her ears as red as fried lobsters. She pointed at Shirou and exclaimed in shock, "Waaah... You rude man! How dare you touch the delicate feet of a young woman about to be married! What do you want?! Don't you know I'm the eldest daughter of the Sawamura family?! And! What's your name... what's your name?!"

The red-haired young man smiled knowingly and replied, "Eh? Emiya, my name is Shirou Emiya. This is a newly opened coffee shop here starting today. Please take care of it."

"Listen up! If you don't want your shop to go bankrupt right now, you absolutely cannot tell anyone what happened today! Absolutely! Understand? If I lose face, you won't get away with it either!" the black-haired woman threatened, embarrassed and annoyed.

"I know you won't tell anyone. We agreed it's a secret between us. But I thought your dance earlier was very lively and cute," the man said, looking at the woman with a soft chuckle.

"Eh..." The black-haired woman's mind went blank... She only felt a warm and slightly soft sensation in her body.

From that day on, the man's image was etched into her heart. And it deepened with each passing day, until she realized it was already deeply engraved in her soul.

However, by then it was already too late; school had already started. One by one, the female teachers and even the students around them became interested in the coffee shop manager.

Not only did she have a secret with the store manager, but everyone else did too.

Unbeknownst to her, her competitors continued to increase, and the number of them grew.

For these young ladies, especially among the female teachers, there is a group of graduates from this private school who studied here from kindergarten to university teacher training programs and then directly entered the school as teachers.

It's fair to say that they haven't left the school environment for over a decade. Even though they're now adults, they haven't experienced the harsh realities of the outside world; they're practically flowers in a greenhouse.

Aside from the innate fighting talents that women possess, these young ladies living in such comfortable environments, while more mature than students, tend to be rather naive. For example, they might blush when reading more erotic comics.

Because this is a church school, students are required to exercise restraint and resist extravagant lifestyles to a certain extent. As for other needs, even money cannot change much.

The female teachers in this environment felt as if they had been transported back to before the 20th century, when there was no electricity. No matter how rich they were, noblemen were still like peasants, using kerosene or whale oil for lamps and having no flush toilets. As for late-stage cancer, intractable diseases, or natural and man-made disasters, even in the 21st century, money was useless.

The female teachers, confined to this closed school, felt as if they were on a deserted island inhabited only by women. There's an old saying, "After three years in the army, even a sow looks like Diao Chan woman." This is also true for women. If they were shipwrecked and only a man and a woman were left to survive on a deserted island, isolated and helpless, in a harsh environment where one person couldn't survive alone, the human will to survive would have unexpected effects, causing a surge in hormones.

Even the most unsuccessful man has his merits. In this scenario, women's eyes automatically apply various filters, and the man they see receives all sorts of special effects, becoming someone full of merits.

In the eyes of the female teachers, Shirou is now the only male on the deserted island capable of reproduction.

"No, even if you say that, I still have a job running a café. And I'm not qualified to be a teacher," Shirou said, waving his hand.

"It's alright! This is a private school; it all depends on the principal's word. Right, Principal?" the teachers chimed in, looking at the principal as they asked.

"Hehehe, the school is a fine institution. I want to make it even better," said Principal Attila, stroking his white beard.

"Emiya- kun, you're an exceptionally outstanding boy. Even your teachers, if not us, would agree. So there's absolutely no need to worry. As long as you're willing to showcase your strengths, the other teachers and the school board members will understand."

"Yes, yes, there are also teachers in the school who had no prior connection to this place, but because of their excellent professional abilities, they were directly hired when they applied."

The female teachers, dressed in office lady attire, peeked out and spoke one after another.

The speakers this time were middle-class, shrewd and capable professional women. They were all top students admitted to this school that year, and their family backgrounds weren't particularly affluent, at most middle-class. They wouldn't have been able to afford the high tuition fees of this private school.

However, through their own efforts, they received the same education as the wealthy at this school, and with the scholarships provided by the school, they continued their studies and completed their advanced education.

Because they liked the atmosphere of the school, and also wanted to give back to the school that had helped them, and because the salary and benefits offered by this private school were indeed very generous, they worked hard to pass the exams and returned to the school to become teachers.

Back when they were students, the girls from the working-class families were treated equally at school—wearing uniforms and eating in the cafeteria. But whenever they lived with these privileged girls, they could always clearly see the gap between their family backgrounds.

If those who live in their own world have their imaginations limited by poverty, then there will be no harm because there is no comparison.

But having already found themselves in such an environment, it's hard for them not to see it. After being exposed to it more, they naturally learn everything. They've envied and been jealous of the ways rich people play and party. They've sighed in despair, but in the end, they've come to accept it and reconcile with the world.

Therefore, even during their student years, they clearly understood the importance of money. They valued immediate benefits more than other pampered young ladies who never lifted a finger. They would use their cleverness to actively seek advantages, take advantage of others, and be a little mercenary.

For example, when Shirou's shop offers small gifts, they would rush over and grab one. Even if there weren't any, they would still say a few nice words to him, so Shirou would occasionally give them a pastry or a drink, or some homemade jam, which they would take home.

The superficial things like "face" that the young ladies value seem less practical to them, so they don't care about them. Different values and different family backgrounds have shaped their completely opposite personalities and ideas. That's why they each establish their own factions and become rivals.

However, they all achieved their current positions through their own hard work, and even after entering the workforce, they can return to work on equal footing with the young ladies of yesteryear. This proves that they are not blindly seeking fame and fortune, but rather that they are truly shrewd, capable, and family-oriented.

Because everything they have now is achieved through their own efforts. They didn't do it by currying favor with the rich girl or by flattering the school leaders. If they had thought that way, they wouldn't have come to this rich girl's school in the first place. There were other co-educational elite schools for them to choose from.

They could have easily gone there, taken their time picking out wealthy suitors, devised a strategy to snag one in one fell swoop, and then brought home a handsome, considerate, and rich husband. The reason they didn't do that was precisely because that wasn't what they wanted in the first place.

Among the classmates I met in school, there were quite a few victims of arranged marriages. They've become more detached from it, and they wouldn't be overly demanding of someone unsuitable. Of course, if they meet the right person, they won't easily let them go.

As the manager of a coffee shop I pass by every day, I inevitably go back there. He's good-looking, earns a good income, and is an exceptional cook. He's kind and generous, and incredibly patient and gentlemanly with women. I don't need to worry about any marital conflicts after marriage. He's simply the perfect partner.

"Actually... I don't necessarily want to take advantage of Emiya- kun, nor do I really want the free service from the café. Although... free things do taste good. But if you'd like to stay and teach at the school, Emiya- kun, that would be even better." The bespectacled female teacher, her previous strong-willed demeanor gone, blushed and spoke softly.

Because they've always lived together, and their teachers and classmates at school are all of the same sex, they've basically never interacted with men other than their parents' relatives, uncles, and grandparents. Therefore, many of them find it relatively difficult to socialize with men. However, rather than accepting arranged dates from their families, they still harbor a certain longing for romance and don't want to give up easily.

At this time, Shirou's appearance perfectly fulfilled their aspirations. He is gentle and considerate to women, meticulous and gentlemanly, an excellent cook, and a helpful and kind person. He basically fits the type of woman who is a teacher and would like to fall in love with.

With far more monks than porridge, and many female teachers in the academy waiting to be married, this rare resource is bound to be fought over, even to the point of triggering war.

Who knows, one day, a war might break out between a math teacher wielding a set square, a cooking teacher wielding a spatula, a flower arranging teacher wielding scissors, and so on, unleashing a bloody storm.

Chapter 498 Teacher Shirou Joins the Company

"Da Vinci... you'd better think of something quickly!" Shirou winked at the headmaster, the one who caused the trouble, and said in a lip-reading manner.

"Hehehe..." As a genius Da Vinci naturally understood Shirou's meaning instantly, and asked in lip-reading with a wicked smile.

"I promise! I promise, okay?!" Shirou said, nearly going crazy.

"Very good!" Da Vinci finally agreed to help Shirou solve the problem. She turned the tablet back to herself and said, trying to smooth things over:

"Alright, alright, stop fooling around. If you keep causing trouble, don't blame Shirou for running away with your antics."

The shy female teachers blushed immediately, but they still retorted, "That's not how it is!"

"In the end, it's really too cunning of only the headmaster and the principal to be eating snacks. Manager, when you came to the school, didn't you ever think of coming to see us too?"

"Yes, and we've been patronizing your business all this time, what a heartless man! Just like all shop managers do, all talk and no action. Are you after our money?" The female drama instructor also covered her face with her long sleeves and said in a sad voice.

"No, no, I don't run one of those questionable shops," Shirou retorted.

The female teacher said in a vivid tone, "Yes, I know. One day when it was raining, all the other teachers left in cars sent by their families or in their own cars. I was left alone at school by tram, and I forgot to bring an umbrella. I ran all the way down, but I still got soaked."

At that time, the store manager saw me and invited me into the store. I remember there was no one else in the store, it was dark, and I was led inside without really understanding what was happening... The store manager slammed the door shut and took something out of the drawer..."

"Wait! Wait! Teacher! I just let you take shelter from the rain and gave you a towel to dry off. After the rain subsided, I lent you an umbrella and took you to the station, didn't I? And could you please not say things that are so easy to misunderstand?" Shirou protested.

"And me!" Another female teacher, not wanting to be left out, raised her hand, wanting to tell the ambiguous story between her and Shirou.

"I know, I know, I'll make it up to you, teachers, so let's end this topic here, okay?" Shirou said, clasping his hands together in a gesture of apology.

"Oh, well, how do you want to compensate me?" the office lady asked, her eyes shining.

"Although it's impossible for a teacher to come to school every day, I will make time to come to the school to teach cooking classes for the students a few times in the future. I will make both main dishes and desserts for you teachers. Is that alright, Peng Guo Teacher?" Shirou said resignedly.

"Yes! Of course! Shirou!" the culinary instructor replied with great delight.

"Great! Peng Guo sauce!" The female teachers, who had studied abroad, excitedly rushed over and hugged the cooking teacher from behind, saying happily.

"Yes, yes!" Teacher Peng Guo nodded happily. Her wish, her only hope that she had been longing for, finally had a chance to come true.

"That way, you can eat as much food and snacks as you like!" the female teachers said with a smile.

"Oh, so you meant this side..." Peng Guo commented.

With the three major factions already established, the other female teachers couldn't say anything more, and simply looked at Shirou to confirm.

"Hmph... Your Emiya, this is an agreement. Liars will have to swallow a thousand needles, you know," the female teacher in a kimono said, raising her little finger.

"Since it's an agreement, you have to keep it, okay, Emiya? Otherwise, there could be terrible consequences in the workplace," the professional woman in office attire said with a half-smile, half-threatening tone.

"Yes, since I promised you, teacher, I will keep my word." Shirou nodded in agreement.

"Let's use this compensation as leverage this time and let him off the hook for now. After all, we can't push him too hard. But in the end, we absolutely need to get a definite answer from you!" The teachers exchanged glances and unanimously made the compromise, temporarily trucing the situation.

"Now let's confirm the teachers' opinions. Does everyone here agree on Emiya's hiring?" Da Vinci asked with a smile.

"Agreed! A big welcome!" The teachers who had studied abroad raised their hands in approval.

"Of course I agree," the female teacher from the OL group replied with a smile.

"We have no objections either." The female teachers from the kimono company exchanged a glance and agreed.

"Then please allow me to come to the school to report another day, dressed in formal attire." Shirou bid farewell to the female teachers in the video and prepared to leave.

"No need to wait, here, Principal, this is Shirou's job application." Da Vinci then took out a contract and handed it over, and surprisingly, it had Shirou's signature on it.

"..." Shirou was speechless. Everything had already been calculated by this damned... no, omnipotent genius.

"Hehehe, very good! I've passed!" Principal Attila held up the war god's seal, which was spinning with tri-colored rainbow light, and quickly stamped it on the paper.

No need for tomorrow or the day after, it's today! The teachers representing all factions unanimously approved! Invited by Principal Attila and Headmaster Da Vinci, Shirou Emiya, the teacher of the girls' private school, is officially born today!

"Oh, congratulations, Shirou- sensei! From now on, you'll be our junior. You know what to do, right? How about we find a place after school and teach you slowly?" The woman in the office lady outfit raised her long leg clad in black stockings, crossed it with the other leg, pushed up her glasses, revealing a charming beauty mark under her eye, and said with a queenly smile.

"Please show mercy," Shirou said, sweating profusely.

Hehehe...

"Congratulations, Emiya! From now on, we'll be colleagues in the culinary lab. We'll be relying on you for our meals and snacks from now on, okay?" The overseas-educated teachers said with sly smiles.

"If you get hungry, you're welcome to come to my little shop anytime," Shirou replied with a refreshing smile.

"Whispering sound..."

"Congratulations on your successful employment, Your Emiya. At the upcoming celebration party, we will prepare the finest induction gift for you, which we are sure will suit you perfectly. Please look forward to it." The noblewoman with black hair in twin ponytails in a kimono opened her folding fan and smiled proudly.

"No, please don't be too hasty, and please don't send anything too expensive," Shirou said with a dry laugh.

"Yes..."

"Hehehe, anyway, let's welcome the new member." Principal Attila stepped forward and shook hands with Shirou.

Clap clap clap! Applause erupted from the crowd.

Chapter 499 Black Saber having lunch

The female teachers on the other end of the video call burst into enthusiastic applause, beaming with joy and celebrating with their hands clasped together. However, each of them harbored different thoughts.

Once Manager Shirou joins the school, as long as they're colleagues, they'll have more opportunities to develop feelings for men... Hehehe.

"Congratulations."

"Thank you." Shirou, his hair standing on end, nodded in return to the female teachers on the other end of the video call.

"Alright, alright, everyone, that's all for this call. You all have classes to attend, right? Goodbye." Da Vinci turned off the tablet, turned to the man, and gave him a Mona Lisa- like smile, saying, "Manager, no, I should say Emiya now. Eek, but we're all so familiar with each other, it feels a bit strange to suddenly change how I address you. I guess I'll just call you Shirou then."

"I think this kind of relationship is worse than none at all. It's like they're not giving anyone any room to maneuver. What exactly are you trying to do?" Shirou asked, looking at the mastermind behind the scenes.

"Well, you'll find out then," Da Vinci said with an annoying smile, keeping everyone in suspense.

Although Shirou didn't know what Da Vinci was really up to, based on his years of experience being tricked, he was certain that there was some bizarre and ulterior motive involved.

After saying goodbye to the principal and the dean of students, Shirou headed towards the other side of the teaching area. Although he was supposed to be taken to the Student Council, he needed to see someone first.

Although the church school here does not require all students to be Catholic, as an important church, it has its own priests and nun, making it a unique sight on campus. After all, for them, this place is very sacred.

As a church school, the Student Council's office was located in a church-owned building, so Shirou couldn't approach it without permission.

Therefore, at this time, he needed someone from within the school to act as a guide. Originally, he wanted Principal Attila to lead him there. However, due to Da Vinci's conspiracy and the farce caused by the female teachers' terrible interrogation, he forgot to say anything and hurriedly ran out of the principal's office.

Fortunately, he still has another candidate.

By this time, it was almost noon. The morning classes had ended, and the students were heading in groups toward the cafeteria, their dormitories, or other places they preferred to eat.

Most students went to the cafeteria, where the school hired chefs from all over the world to work in their own kitchens, preparing a variety of delicious dishes every day. Students could choose from a variety of Chinese and Western cuisines.

Boarding students can also return to their dormitories, where the kitchen and tableware are fully equipped, to cook for themselves, and then go back to their rooms for a nap.

Adolescents have many different personalities. Besides the female students who stick together, there are also those who Independent Action like lone wolves. They may enjoy solitude and their own time, or they may be ostracized and isolate themselves, to the point that they have to eat in the toilet.

However, there are also the opposite types, like tigers in the mountains, who disdain to travel in packs and openly occupy a good spot, such as the silver-haired girl who is sitting alone by a fountain in the garden on the upper left side of the campus.

I really didn't want to hang out with those innocent, carefree young ladies, and also to avoid the clingy Brynhildr and the so-called 'fans' Black Saber. I was hiding here and there for a while, and finally found such a good place.

Here, only the clear spring water of the fountain flowed and the birds chirped in the trees. There was no one around, allowing her to escape from the noisy campus and find some peace and quiet.

At this moment, the silver-haired girl took out a cloth bundle and took out a black bento box from it.

"I already told you, bento boxes don't need to be arranged so cutely, it doesn't suit me at all." The silver-haired girl opened the bento box and said with a frown.

Inside the rectangular compartment of the bento box were a magnificent display of blooming flowers in various colors, a row of carrots cut into flower shapes, and golden-fried potato chips rolled into flower bud shapes. Shredded cabbage served as leaves, along with red octopus-shaped fried sausages. Green seaweed was spread on top of the rice to form a grassland, and a sun made of takoyaki was placed on top.

As the silver-haired girl stirred up the sea, the figure of a red-haired youth emerged—in this world, the girl's distant cousin. Well, it wouldn't be surprising if they lived together, but they could actually get married.

"What kind of childhood sweetheart cousin is this?! Why is it such a weird setup?! Damn Holy Grail! Damn it! It wasn't because I wanted to live together that I made this wish! Why do we have to live together like this...?" After saying this in a fit of rage, Black Saber covered her face in despair.

Looking at the dishes in the lunchbox, the silver-haired girl picked up a fried meatball and thought of what the young man who made this lunchbox had said.

The young man greeted her with a friendly smile and said, "Jeanne d'Arc, it would be wonderful if you could make new friends at school. Although I am not good with words and don't know how to get along with people."

However, I have a lot of experience using bento box meals to start a conversation and then exchanging food as a way to make friends. Food is a common bridge for everyone. Even yesterday's enemies can become friends again if both sides are willing to let down their guard, sit down, and share a meal and the same food.

"Even if you say that, you won't let anyone else see it!" The silver-haired girl picked up another octopus sausage, stuffed it into her mouth, and chewed.

The girl had a good appetite, though it was far from the appetite of a certain king, nor as voracious as that of a certain Saintess or a little devil. However, a mere bento box was no problem for her, and she finished it off in no time.