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In the school's Principal's Office, Chen Fan sat at a desk that had been specially arranged for him, the surface already covered with a layer of exam papers filled with handwriting.
In the corner of the room, Asano Gakumine frowned slightly. Upon closer inspection, one would notice that this Dean, known for his strictness, had his hands resting at his sides trembling slightly, indicating that his inner emotions were far from the calm demeanor he displayed on his face.
Facing the might of the Godslayer, how could one remain at ease...
If it weren't for Chen Fan deliberately suppressing the surge of Curse Power within him, Asano Gakumine would have likely been reduced to nothing by the backlash.
Time passed slowly, with only the faint sound of breathing and the ticking of a clock hanging on the wall. If one listened closely, there was also the soft scratching sound of a pen gliding across paper...
In this quiet atmosphere, after half an hour had passed, Chen Fan suddenly stretched lazily in his chair. The pen in his hand paused as he yawned and looked over at Asano. "I've finished the exam. Who among you will check it?"
Asano Gakumine took a deep breath and calmed himself before replying, "I'll do it!"
"I'm quite curious about how well you did on this exam, Chen Fan-san."
"Who knows? I might have gotten them all right!" Chen Fan shrugged and then left his seat, pulling out a chair beside him as he greeted someone nearby. "Hey! Monster Teacher, from now on I'm your student. Make sure to look out for me!"
This nonsensical remark drew everyone's attention; they all turned their heads to look at the empty space in front of Chen Fan, where there was nothing but air.
Several teachers exchanged puzzled glances, unsure of what Chen Fan was doing. Coulson wore a wary expression; although Chen Fan often seemed unreliable, his words were rarely without reason.
Facing the confused gazes of everyone around him, Chen Fan helplessly pointed to a spot in the corner where a round shadow was reflected, swaying and glaringly bright.
"Is your physics teacher really okay?"
A youthful voice rang out in the quiet room, drawing everyone's attention to the swaying shadow in the corner. They collectively felt awkward; how had they not noticed this?
"Ahem... The teacher just wanted to test everyone's observational skills. I didn't expect only Chen Fan to notice!"
From that empty corner emerged a bulky figure clad in a black robe, with a yellowish head and wildly flailing tentacles—such obvious features gathered together...
"A monster!"
Several teachers were clearly startled, their faces turning pale with extreme fear.
It was completely normal to show such an expression, after all, the bizarre creature before them had threatened to destroy the Earth by next March. Compared to any terrorist, it was on a whole different level.
"It's a monster! Isn't it terrifying?" It said this, yet its gaze did not fall on the few people who were nearly paralyzed with fear. Instead, it looked at those in the room who remained calm and curious, asking, "You all seem not afraid of me at all. I am the monster that destroyed the moon!"
"Hello, Mr. Monster!" Coulson replied calmly. Having weathered many storms, how could he possibly falter here?
If fear were useful, would showing a scared expression in the face of danger make everything alright?
If that were the case, Nick Fury wouldn’t need to wear a perpetual scowl. Of course, Coulson only thought this in his heart; saying it out loud would earn him a shoe thrown by Director Fury.
...
Asano Gakumine slightly raised his head, shifting his gaze from the test papers on the table to Chen Fan, expressing amazement: "I can only say that you are truly talented, Chen Fan! At just ten years old, you managed to complete this test that even excellent high school seniors struggle with!"
Chen Fan rolled his eyes. To outsiders, it might seem like praise, but he felt it was strange since within this ten-year-old body resided a genius-level soul.
However, he was finally free from the title of class monitor. Chen Fan sighed lightly and then thought of a certain Loli who couldn’t even do basic arithmetic. A knowing smile crept onto his lips under everyone's gaze.
"I... have you all forgotten something?" A voice with a peculiar tone rang out, tinged with melancholy. The owner of the voice successfully drew everyone's attention. After clearing their throat twice, they continued, "I am here to serve as the teacher for Third Year Class E. I hope to get along well with everyone this year. This is a gift I bought while passing by; it's a token of my sincerity!"
"By the way, this is genuine Italian merchandise; it's definitely not counterfeit!"
Suddenly, a whirlwind swept through the entire room as several shadows flashed before everyone’s eyes. When they regained their senses, they found themselves holding lollipops—one for each person...
A few pale-faced teachers stared blankly at what they held. Should they throw it away? Or should they keep it? Would throwing it away lead to being silenced? This monster was so frightening!
"Well... it tastes pretty good!" Chen Fan unwrapped the candy calmly and popped the lollipop into his mouth, squinting his eyes in delight—it was melon-flavored!
"I know about your situation. No matter what agreement you reached with the government, becoming a teacher at this school means you must abide by its rules. Is that clear... Monster Teacher?" Asano Gakumine looked at the bizarre creature before him with an unchanged expression, still wearing a cold smile.
"Don't worry! It's my duty as a teacher. There's an idiom about leading by example; I believe that's what it means!" The creature initially appeared subservient like a younger sibling meeting an elder but suddenly shifted to a more righteous demeanor.
"Here are your teaching credentials and related documents!"
Asano Gakumine's lips curled slightly as he turned around, and in an instant, he held a stack of papers. Just as one of its tentacles was about to touch these documents, he shook his arm and pulled them back sharply, his gaze fierce: "During your tenure here, I hope you do not appear on the main campus or harm any students. As for the waste of Class E, feel free to play with them!"
"Dean, I agree to all your conditions, but the students of E Class are not useless!" Monster Teacher's tone suddenly turned cold. Although it had never seen those students, they were someone’s most cherished pupils.
"Dean... it seems I'm also part of E Class. If you say that, you're including me in the insult!" Chen Fan sat back down in his chair, tapping a stack of papers on the desk with one hand. After all, he had to do his part!
"Chen Fan, are you really going to that useless class?" Asano Gakumine frowned, looking somewhat displeased. He gently advised, "A student as outstanding as you deserves better than that. But if you enter that class, your own potential might..."
Monster Teacher looked over, curiously sizing up Chen Fan. While it cared about others' attitudes toward E Class students, it couldn't refute what they said; the students of E Class were indeed quite lacking!
Facing Dean's earnest advice, Chen Fan gave a look of disbelief and replied, "Does academic performance even matter to me?"
After all, he was a super-rich heir!
If it weren't for Ms. Raphael's coercive demands, would the title of class representative have fallen to him?
Awkward! So damn awkward! Facing Chen Fan's unabashed gaze, Asano Gakumine's mouth twitched slightly. It was at this moment he remembered Chen Fan's identity—the heir of a top company in the Fortune 500...
"Alright then, as long as you're happy, Chen Fan," Asano Gakumine said weakly.
Coulson sighed and cast a sympathetic glance at Asano Gakumine. At that moment, the other’s helplessness felt all too familiar; he often wore such an expression in front of his own teacher.
In that instant, he wanted to pat the other on the shoulder and say, "You'll get used to it!"
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