"Eh! Have I gotten fat?"
"No, not really, you’ve just grown."
"! Any bigger and it won’t look good, Shami!"
The white-haired girl anxiously grabbed Shami’s arm, squeezed it in front of her body, and started shaking in worry.
"Will Shami hate it? Is there giant object phobia? It’s already feeling quite heavy!"
Shami was shaken to the point of losing balance, feeling a warm sensation in her nose.
The Hero’s impact on the Demon King seems to have increased a lot after the training.
——
After class, Morris didn’t leave the classroom but instead kept observing the black-haired boy’s movents.
Morris is not skilled in being tolerant; whoever offends him, he will definitely find a way to take revenge on that person.
And today, there was an unlucky person who offended him.
Humph, daring to make Master Morris lose face in class?
Today, you shall face so consequences.
That’s right, the unlucky person was—Sli!
Morris ignored the white-haired girl who publicly challenged him in class; seeking revenge on soone he can’t defeat would be asking for trouble, wouldn’t it?
He also ignored Shami.
Openly attacking a teacher is quite a serious matter in Saint Karno School; even if he’s angry, he still needs to choose the right occasion for his actions.
Ultimately, he could only target the Sli, who had minimal combat ability.
"Ahaha, usually, the act of not facing soone stronger and venting anger on the weaker is clown behavior, but it absolutely has nothing to do with , haha!"
Morris comforted himself.
After Shami left the classroom, Morris followed Shami all the way down the corridor. He saw Shami place the pet box on one side of the hallway before going up the stairs, then quickly ran over to steal the pet box.
Although he couldn’t openly retaliate against the black-haired boy, he wouldn’t let him have a smooth day secretly either.
Carrying the pet box, Morris gradually revealed a sinister smile.
If he killed the Sli inside, that guy nad Edogawa would lose his qualifications to stay at this school, wouldn’t he?
Finding a secluded corner behind the teaching building with no one around, Morris opened the box, simultaneously drawing his Long Sword, and coldly stared at the box opening.
"So, how would you like to die?"
Soon enough, the sleepy jelly slowly jumped out of the pet box. Upon seeing Morris, the jelly imdiately lost its drowsiness.
"Forget the troubleso stuff, let’s just kill you directly."
Morris decided on a quick battle, aiming to swiftly kill the Sli in front of him and then return the pet box.
But right then, the Sli in front of him began to change size in place.
From its small body, it gradually grew larger.
Soon, the sunlight in front was blocked, Morris’s face was covered in a giant shadow, and sweat dripped from his forehead.
The jelly transford into a 2-ter tall muscular Sli.
Although its body remained round, its belly now sported 48 packs of abs, the epito of toughness!
The 2-ter tall, azure muscular round Sli looked down on Morris.
As the Sli Leader, the jelly possesses the ability to freely change its own body.
But understanding the four maidens’ preference for soft and cute creatures, the jelly usually doesn’t transform into muscles, as it would ruin its soft, cute image in front of the four maidens.
That’s right, even Slis maintain their image for the pursuit of four maidens!
However, now the jelly had no such concerns and stared fixedly at Morris.
This guy, who dared to provoke in class, had the audacity to co seeking trouble; he surely needed a proper lesson.
The Sli race doesn’t initiate trouble but isn’t afraid of it either!
"Mon, Monster?"
Morris quickly retreated, creating distance.
The Sli in front was bigger than any Sli he had seen before, and it had 4 rows of 12 packs of abs each. Clearly, this was the fitness champion among Slis!
Did this guy only do abs exercises and not train other parts?
Morris was montarily at a loss.
"But regardless of how a Sli changes, it’ll just be a Sli!"
Grinding his teeth, Morris brandished the Long Sword and charged at the Sli.
The jelly stood in place, took a deep breath, and then its belly swelled, turning into a balloon shape.
Morris snorted with an experienced air.
"This is the Sli’s preparatory move before spraying Sli Liquid. Dodging will suffice."
In the next mont, the jelly opened its mouth and sprayed out a azure wheel-like blade made of viscous liquid, slicing through the air as it flew rapidly.
"It actually sprayed a Fuma Shuriken?!"
However, one hit wasn’t enough to be fatal, and the swordsman’s keen senses let him dodge the blow.
Undeterred, Morris pressed forward with his sword.
Just as the Shuriken was about to brush past Morris, with a bang, the Shuriken transford back into the 2-ter tall jelly. Its 48-pack abs strained, the jelly struck Morris with a violent collision, knocking him away.
Boom!
He crashed into a wall and fainted.
Morris’s revenge plan was thoroughly defeated by the Sli!
Returning to its small Sli form, the jelly dragged the pet box and quickly ran back into the teaching building.
Shami and the white-haired girl’s conversation concluded, the white-haired girl hurried off to her next class. Shami returned to the corridor just in ti to spot the jelly dragging the pet box back, attracting five or six curious sword maiden spectators behind him.
Jelly: ⊙_⊙
Shami quickly caught the jelly and stuffed it into the pet box.
"Where have you been? You didn’t cause trouble outside, right?"
Shami hurriedly left the Swordsman Academy.
——
As a specialty teacher, the first week’s classes were few.
After finishing at the Swordsman Academy, there was an afternoon class at the Wisdom Academy.
It was a good chance to see the Dragon Race Maiden’s academic environnt.
Carrying the pet box, Shami arrived at the Wisdom Academy.
After walking through vast bamboo groves outside the academy and entering the classroom, Shami saw nearly everyone who could be his grandparents sitting below the podium. He silently withdrew to recheck if he had entered the wrong academy.
This isn’t a retirent ho, is it?!
Compared to the vibrant youthful atmosphere at the Swordsman Academy, the classroom atmosphere here felt much heavier. Practically everyone stared at him from the mont he walked in, whispering occasionally.
Shami felt his hair stand on end.
At a glance, he could see the Dragon Race Maiden huddled with her shoulders scrunched, seated amidst a group of elderly people.
"Oh my God, see that black-haired boy? His body is as fresh as the apples I use for my apple pie, and I bet you’ll have an unforgettable experience with him ○○."
"Elze, you match him well, why don’t you go seduce him?"
"Elze, if I were as young as you, I’d make sure that boy couldn’t leave the bed."
A group of old ladies with white hair whispered beside the Dragon Race Maiden.
The Dragon Race Maiden’s face turned red, her teeth biting her lower lip, utterly clueless about how to respond.
Since joining the Wisdom Academy, the Dragon Race Maiden still found it hard to adapt to her surroundings.
Those around her had experienced countless things and were never shy about any topic, often leading to remarks she couldn’t respond to.
And the situation was far worse than that.
"Whistle~"
There it was, an old grandma whistling at Shami.
On the podium, Shami’s mouth twitched slightly.
"Young man, are you married?"
"Do you have a girlfriend? Do you want to introduce soone to you?"
"What’s your salary? Do you own a house?"
The seniors in the front row began interrogating his details.
The Dragon Race Maiden felt so awkward she wanted to hide.
Don’t ask such topics to your teacher!
Soon enough, a blonde girl entered through the back door, making the Dragon Race Maiden quickly get up and slip over to sit with her.
The blonde girl was none other than Lureya from Gryffindor.
Because the elf exchange students from Gryffindor have variable main courses, allowing them to attend classes across different academies, Lureya, bored with her morning at the academy, decided to find Shami, tracing class schedules to reach the Wisdom Academy.
"Elze, lots of old won even older than old won, old n even older than old n."
The Elf Maiden was surprised.
The Dragon Race Maiden quickly shushed her.
Soon enough, the class bell rang.
Shami started teaching.
From self-introduction to course overview, not a single person disrupted him, he could even hear his own echo.
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