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

Dongfang Yi really couldn't hold back the murderous intent in his heart,

If Airi Sakura wasn't a student in Class D, she would be worried that if other teachers reported her, it would cause dissatisfaction to Chabashira, and he would take his anger out on the girl during class.

He had already informed Mashima about this matter a while ago, and Mashima took care of it.

How could this piece of trash in front of him have the right to give him a cold shoulder?

What? Is it difficult to report this to the higher authorities and have them investigate?

Is that broken mouth of hers made of gold or sewn together?

Dongfang Yi had a polite smile on his face, but his eyes were extremely cold, which made Chazhu feel a little scared.

Chabashi Sae's face looked even paler, like an old woman who had entered menopause.

She said with a sour face, "I will report your findings to the school, so..."

Dongfang Yi interrupted her rudely and continued, "So it's just a report? I thought you would say you would work with the school to investigate the facts and ensure that your students' safety is protected."

Chazhu became even angrier, but she had no way to deal with Dongfang Yi.

After all, Dongfang Yi used an unsolvable conspiracy, which was a general trend, not a conspiracy that was designed to achieve victory by surprise.

As the class instructor, Chabashira Sae is obligated to assist in handling matters when students report issues with their own safety.

Therefore, she could not say anything to ignore the students. If she dared to say it, Dongfang Yi would immediately report her to the school and directly remove her from her position as class teacher.

The two people facing each other in the corridor knew this very well.

The menopausal woman in a suit took a deep breath and tried to make her words come from the heart: "I will definitely work with the school to find out the truth and ensure that Sakura's personal safety is protected."

Dongfang Yi pretended to wipe away his non-existent tears, and was so moved that he wanted to hold his instructor's hand tightly with both of his own.

But he retracted it in mid-air and changed it to a fist-clasping posture.

There is no other reason, I just feel that the person in front of me is too dirty and too useless, and I don’t want to touch him.

He spoke with a choked voice, "Chabashira, you are truly a responsible and good teacher... a good person. With your words, we can wait for good news with peace of mind."

"In that case, we won't disturb you from working any longer. Goodbye."

After saying that, he turned around and pulled Sakura Airi away without stopping. In the blink of an eye, the two of them walked three body lengths away.

This smooth combo caught Chabashi Saeda off guard.

No, where's your video?

You haven't given me the video yet!

Stop! Video!

The menopausal woman stomped her feet in anger. She wanted to chase after him, but the high heels and suit she was wearing made it impossible for her to run.

Howling is beneath the dignity of a teacher.

But what made her feel lucky was that the girl who was walking away broke free from the boy's hand and ran back.

Sakura Airi panted slightly: "Cha-Chabashira-sensei, let's add each other on Line. I also have a video, I-I'll send it to you."

It was the first time that Chabashi Sae discovered that there was such a sensible child among her students, who was completely different from the hateful student in Class A just now. She was so moved that she wanted to cry.

"it is good!"

......

Dongfang Yi quickly stepped into the corner of the corridor, hiding his figure very well.

It was he who quickly left with Sakura Airi, but asked the girl to go back and hand in the video.

After all, he can flip the table over as he pleases in Class A, but Sakura Airi will have to stay in Class D for a long time. If the girl really offends the old woman, her future will be terrible.

Solving trouble is not about causing trouble.

He quietly leaned over and began to analyze Chabashi Sae's facial expression, wondering whether this action would have any subsequent adverse effects on the girl.

Obviously, judging by the aunt's expression, the red and white cop is still very useful.

But he overlooked one thing, it seemed that he was not the only one in this place.

"Hey, little wise man, what are you doing here?"

Is there a carefree beautiful young woman...? She patted his shoulder and asked in his ear with a sweet voice.

As she spoke, she peeked under him, trying to see what he was looking at.

"I'm doing something that concerns human civilization." Dongfang Yi pressed the head beside him and pushed it away. Without even turning his head, he replied, "Also, please call me Dongfang Yi, the Calculator. The nickname 'Wise Man' sounds rather uncultured."

"Puchi~" A third person covered his mouth and laughed.

"Mr. Dongfang, who has forged a plan, could you please take your hand off the teacher's head?" There was a hint of coldness in the sweet voice.

"Ok?"

Dongfang Yi turned around belatedly, and the first person he saw was Hoshinomiya Chie with squinting eyes and a smile.

He just, seemingly accidentally... touched Mr. Hoshinomiya's head.

It feels great and not oily at all.

"..."

"Red Bean Paste Private Marseille, Sensai." Dongfang Yi bowed and apologized immediately.

He blinked, trying to sound more sincere. "Teacher, I believe this was an accident caused by force majeure. It was God's will, and God's will cannot be violated. We shouldn't attribute God's will to humans."

"So you didn't make any mistakes?" Xing Zhigong said viciously.

"Teacher, please believe me, I'm not interested in older, single... ahem... older, beautiful girls." Dongfang Yi said seriously, "There's absolutely no intentional intent at all."

"So you think the teacher is very old, right?" The sweet and lovely female teacher's voice unconsciously carried a hint of murderous intent.

“…”

Dongfang Yi realized belatedly that he seemed to have made a big mistake.

He quickly tried to make amends, "How could that be? Teacher, you look only about thirty years old, the age when you're in full bloom like a flower. Your charm is far beyond the reach of a mere teenage girl."

"But teacher, I'm only 28 years old this year." Xing Zhigong's smile became a little colder.

"..."

"You're only 28 years old." Seeing that he didn't answer, Xing Zhigong emphasized again.

Dongfang Yi closed his eyes resigned to his fate, gave up struggling, and bravely said, "Teacher, please kill me."

"Xinei!" Xing Zhigong made a vicious attack with his hand, but because of the height difference, Dongfang Yi felt like he was just being touched lightly.

But Dongfang Yi still cooperated by sticking out his tongue, and he really looked like he was knocked unconscious by a stick.

If you ignore his still straight posture.

"Hmph!" Xing Zhigong glared angrily at Dongfang Yi who was pretending to be dead: "I'm going to find Xiao Zuozhi. Xiao Fanbo, you go too. Don't pay attention to him."

Sail waves?

Ichinose?

How many carrots are there to pinch?

Dongfang Yi opened his eyes curiously and looked at the third person who was watching the entire accident scene.

The girl with light pink hair put the five fingers of her right hand together, blinked, and saluted in a proper manner.

Her voice was like a spring breeze, cheerful and energetic, with a hint of playfulness:

"Yes, Master."