Practical Teaching: A Guide to the Training of a Humanoid Succubus

The morning's classes passed in the blink of an eye.

It's noon now and the bell for the end of get out of class has just rung.

Satoshi stretched, stood up and looked back: "Dongfang, let's go to the cafeteria together."

He planned to use Dongfang Yi as a shield to gain a safe and sound noon time.

It's a pity that God didn't want it.

"Huh? Dongfang?" He looked around with some confusion.

Someone was no longer visible in front of the table with the statement attached.

But in the dark corner of the classroom that he ignored, someone accidentally saw the whole process.

......

Now, Dongfang Yizheng went to the teacher's office first to find Mashima Tomoya to apply for a part-time job.

After completing the application form, he will also serve as a witness and accompany Sakura Airi to report the problem of stalkers in school to the D class teacher, Chabashi Sae.

For him, time is quite tight.

Now he has reached the door of the guidance room and looks inside from outside.

The four first-year instructors, two men and two women, were sitting opposite each other.

The man opposite Mashima should be the C class teacher Sakamoto Kazuma.

If Dongfang Yi guessed correctly, the woman in casual clothes and exquisite makeup behind Teacher Mashima should be the B class instructor Hoshinomiya Chie.

The woman in a suit who was facing Hoshinomiya was Chabashi Sae, the instructor of Class D.

Weird office layout.

After all, according to Dongfang Yi's experience at home,

Generally, larger schools will assign offices to teachers according to subjects to facilitate communication between them and improve their teaching abilities, rather than locking class teachers together and asking them to study their students together.

However, considering the special nature of this school's child's play exams, Dongfang Yi felt that such a difference was still within an acceptable range.

And it didn't make any difference to him.

Dongfang Yi came out of hiding, knocked on the office door, and walked in after getting permission.

"Mr. Mashima."

"Ah, it's the wise man... ahem... it's Dongfang-kun. What's going on?"

Tomoya Mashima seemed to be in a good mood and didn't even mind making a little joke.

Shouldn't you be a serious person? Why would you care about the little things I wrote? Dongfang Yi was a little confused.

"Wise man? Satoshi, what's going on?" The teacher behind Mashima came over and said, "It's really rare. Satoshi actually calls students by nicknames."

The visitor's brown, slightly curly medium-length hair seemed to be casually draped over her shoulders. She was wearing a girlish pink home outfit and looked very young. She was a very gentle and charming lady.

The teacher of Class B is Chie Hoshinomiya.

But according to the original work, she is just an enhanced version of Kushida Kikyo's adult depravity.

Abbreviated as the hopeless version.

If she leaves the gold mine alone, her future will probably be similar to this, a female landmine Bodhisattva who loves drinking?

Dongfang Yi's thoughts drifted away.

"I didn't, you heard it wrong." Mashima Tomoya denied it without changing his expression.

Dongfang Yi suspected that Mashima's poker face was trained by this big-name Kushida, but he had no evidence.

"Oh, come on, Xiaozhi actually cheated on me." Xing Zhigong complained to him like a spoiled child, then moved closer to Dongfang Yi: "What's your name?"

As she said this, she even wanted to poke Dongfang Yi's face with her finger.

There are always villains trying to harm me! Are you serious about those long manicures?!

Dongfang Yi silently took a step back and easily avoided her claws:

"Teacher Xing Zhigong, I am just an ordinary student in Class A of the first year, Dongfang Yi."

"Eh?"

Hoshinomiya Chie was stunned for a moment after realizing it belatedly, and Chabashira and Sakamoto also glanced over without leaving a trace.

You know, it’s been less than a day since school started, and they haven’t introduced their names to other classes yet.

But the student in front of him could say it clearly.

It was a bit unexpected.

"Ah, Xiao Dongfang actually knows the teacher. I'm so happy~" Xing Zhigong winked and took the opportunity to ask, "How did Xiao Dongfang know the teacher's name?"

"After all, Mr. Hoshinomiya from Class B is very famous in the school. I'm not very familiar with Mr. Sakamoto from Class C and Mr. Chabashira from Class D." Dongfang Yi laughed and bowed to the other two teachers in order of their names.

I think you know it very well.

Xing Zhigong, who prided herself on being a beautiful girl, was met with a setback. She knew very well that the boy in front of her was just trying to please her without any sincerity, but as a teacher she couldn't ask questions like a child.

Very angry!

"Dongfang-jun is such a bad boy." She pouted slightly, trying to be cute maliciously.

No matter how cute you act, you are already an older saint, Sensai.

Dongfang Yi blinked, clenched his right fist and put it to his head: "Hey~"

As for sticking out your tongue, forget it. It's too embarrassing to do.

Xing Zhigong was a little upset because of him.

At that moment, a young girl knocked on the office door. Her voice, as vibrant as a spring spring, rang out, "Teacher Hoshinomiya, everyone in the class has some questions about the club. May I discuss this with you?"

"Okay, let's go over there and talk."

Xing Zhigong replied, and she took the opportunity to glare at Dongfang Yi angrily, then walked around him and went towards the girl at the door.

Tomoya Mashima was still sitting in his seat. He seemed to enjoy the show very much. He was drinking water leisurely and giving Dongfang Yi an encouraging look.

If you wanted to encourage me, you should have stopped me just now!

Dongfang Yi sighed rather calmly and got straight to the point: "Mr. Mashima, this is what I'm thinking. I'd like to apply for a part-time job, so I came here to fill out the application form."

"Ahem." Mashima Satoshi was also surprised by his sudden statement, and his attitude became visibly serious: "Can I ask the reason?"

"Prepare for a rainy day." Dongfang Yi's answer was concise and to the point.

"But Dongfang-kun, there are a large number of abundant and rich clubs here in school, and there will be a club recruitment activity in the gymnasium this afternoon. Don't you want to take a look?" Mashima Tomoya wanted to persuade him.

After all, part-time jobs are designed for those poor kids who haven't earned any points in a year or two and haven't joined any clubs.

It's not his turn as a student in Class A to compete with the guys in Class C and Class D for jobs, right?

"Teacher, I don't have any plans to join any clubs for now. And my part-time job will only last for this month, not too long."

"Since Dongfang-jun knows what's going on, then I'm relieved."

Although Tomoya Mashima was surprised, he still found a pile of part-time job applications from the documents, picked one out and handed it to Dongfang Yi.

But while Dongfang Yi was sitting down and filling out the form honestly, he finally couldn't help but ask, "Have you decided where to work, Dongfang Jun?"

"I've already discussed it with the person in charge at Parete Cafe."

Of course, Mashima Tomoya knew which place he was talking about. It was a very popular place among all the students in the school.

The purpose of the person going there is self-evident.

He lowered his voice and hinted again: "If you want to meet seniors, it's better to go to the club, right?"

"Teacher, I'm just collecting some information." Dongfang Yi returned the completed list.

"One month is enough."