"Auntie, auntie, I don't want to run away, someone will really die!" Ryoma's little nephew spoke, and Ryoma's little nephew, who always dragged me to death, spoke up. Is my punishment really terrible?

I frowned without any trace, and the expectant looks from everyone really made me feel good... (Unscrupulous, unscrupulous!!)

I pretended to raise my eyes and looked at them with super innocent eyes: "What do you think I do? You lose!"

"Coach! I know we are miserable...but! We won't die so miserably! Please give us a good time!" Takeshi Momoro and Eiji Kikumaru hugged each other and cried——

"Kikumaru-senpai, although we were not born in the same year, the same month and the same day, we hope to die in the same year, the same month and the same day!"

"Momo! If there is an afterlife! I will definitely still be your senior! But I will definitely not compete with you for food!! Wuwu, meow, meow, meow..."

I'm stiff... By the way, Kikumaru, what do those last few cats of yours mean? Are you saying goodbye to your cat star?

I can’t stand it anymore! They are so noisy!!

"Okay! Shut up!" I said sternly: "If you don't want to run away, don't run away. Go to the basement and swing 500 times." I left this sentence angrily and went upstairs.

When I was walking up the stairs, there was a loud roar from downstairs that almost scared me to roll down again. When I listened carefully, I saw that the boys were reborn after the disaster and were cheering...

My heart is just too soft, my heart is too soft, I have to bear all the anger on my own... I am just too soft-hearted, my heart is too soft...~

Well, they should be prepared to deal with my sudden pranks in the future! Kill them!!

Now I have to go back and think of a plan, a complete plan. The midnight wake-up method has not been exposed yet, so it is the first method, which happens to be in the morning. As for the other times... hum hum ~ keep it secret ~

They can't even think of a peaceful day!

The sound was sparse and disappeared from downstairs. It must have been slapping away. I checked the time... These brats are so disgusting. It should be time to learn Chinese, but they are being wasted as punishment.

It’s time. They love tennis more than Chinese...

When I came to the classroom...the Chinese classroom, I looked at the blackboard and felt depressed...I never thought that I could still be a teacher. Although my knowledge was limited, I was still very confident in teaching a group of transoceanic kids from Japan.

!If you teach it right, that’s right. If you teach it wrong... they don’t know!
Chapter completed!