If You Don't Get Drunk, How Will You Get Your Chance?

As the door was closed and locked, Kiana tossed her pen aside and gloated as she laughed at those behind her.

"Hahaha, you guys got caught too! You must have failed your exams, right?"

"Hehe, it feels so good to see you all come and help me copy my homework!"

Kiana got carried away and swaggered past her friends with her hands behind her back, radiating sarcasm that made the remaining four friends grit their teeth in anger.

"Hmph! Who's like you! Xing got full marks in physics and chemistry! She only failed Chinese and history!"

Anzu spoke of her strengths with considerable pride, and scoffed sarcastically at the wildly jumping Kiana.

"Kiana big idiot! I just forgot I had an exam that day!"

Rozaliya Arin gloated and boasted shamelessly, completely unaware that forgetting the exam time was also an extremely shameful thing.

"You idiot Rozaliya, you want to get beaten up, don't you!"

The K423, one size smaller than the original, depicts Rozaliya Arin, who has unleashed a map-wide attack, waving her fists in fury.

"Speaking of which, I'm so hungry..."

Kiana, who was the first to be locked in the dark room, patted her shrunken belly, looked around, and cast a malicious glance at Sirin's shoulder before licking her dry lips.

"Hey, little one, your pet lizard looks really fat. How about we roast it and eat it together?"

The timid and cowardly Sirin glared angrily and grabbed a book, throwing it at Kiana, who was sneaking up on her.

"You beast! You can't even think about making a move on Bella!"

The dragon, defined as a barbecue, opened its eyelids, flew onto the table, and stared silently at Kiana as she lunged forward. Its serpentine vertical pupils revealed a hint of coldness.

Bella was certain that if Kiana dared to lay a hand on her, she would spit water at the offending idiot to death first!

In the silent standoff between the man and the dragon, the original noise of the small dark room vanished with the dull sound of the door being pushed open.

A massive black shadow swept overhead, casting gloomy shadows before Bella and Kiana, its demonic greeting causing Kiana's expression to change drastically.

"Kiana, it's time to hand in your homework..."

The person involved stiffly turned their head and saw that the speaker was a handsome black-haired man wearing glasses. Immediately, their wariness was greatly reduced. They gave a cold snort and waved their hand impatiently.

"Tch, I thought it was Auntie Himeko coming to cause trouble. What are you, a mere lackey, making such a racket for?"

However, she didn't notice that the little female dragon beside her wrinkled her nose, then obediently folded her outstretched wings, flew back into Sirin's arms, and crawled into the feeding pouch, showing full vigilance and fear towards the man.

"You didn't finish, huh? You're pretty brave, aren't you?"

Kevin smiled broadly, spoke in a gentle voice, and even seemed surprised and flattering.

"So what if you got a few questions wrong? What's the big deal! A genius like me just doesn't bother learning them!"

"And I have to copy each wrong question ten times! This is practically killing me! It must be revenge for calling her 'auntie' last time! I'm going to report you for abusing your power for personal revenge! You're harming students!"

Kiana, getting more and more excited as she spoke, put one foot on the stool, waved her fist, and let out a suppressed roar.

Kevin paused for a moment, then clapped with a smile. The Nordic young lady's already unreliable confidence swelled rapidly, and she couldn't help but sneer smugly.

However, the remaining four relatively clever inmates, upon seeing the ashen face pressed against the window, trembled and lowered their heads, obediently doing their homework, the only sound in the deathly silence being the rapid rustling of their hands.

"You've been writing for so long, you must be tired. Do you want to go out and stretch your legs?"

Kevin asked very considerately, smiling as he pointed to the exit of the small dark room.

"As expected! You seem like a good person! Unlike that wicked witch, Himeko!"

"Just between you and me, she's approaching menopause, and she's been really irritable lately. Hanging out with her won't end well!"

Kiana was easily put down by Kevin's "sensible" behavior. As she walked forward, she imitated her father's usual posture, putting her arm around the teacher's shoulder and whispering to him.

But the moment Kiana stepped out of the dark room, Murata Himeko, smiling and holding a pointer, instantly made Kiana's forehead covered in cold sweat.

"You wanted to exercise? Fine, you can have it. Run 50 laps around the track first..."

Kevin, blocking the doorway, murmured softly, but at that moment he seemed like a demon digging a pit and filling it with earth.

"Ouch, my stomach hurts! I can't run anymore, I can't go on..."

Seeing the two men eyeing her intently, Kiana immediately clutched her stomach, groaned in pain, and resorted to her tried-and-true method of skipping class.

However, just as she was about to bend down and flee the scene, a crisp snap of fingers echoed, followed by the sound of a heavy object hitting the ground behind her.

"Can't run anymore, huh? I love helping others, come on, let it help you..."

Kevin flicked two mints into his mouth, and a mechanical dog about two meters tall with a mouthful of sharp metal teeth emerged from the darkness, its scarlet electronic eyes cold and ferocious.

A moment later, on the playground, figures chased each other, running joyfully.

The mechanical dog, like chasing a bone, kept biting at Kiana's buttocks. The pale-faced white-haired girl looked like a frightened monkey, and her mournful whimpers were so funny that they made people laugh.

"Waaah! I'm done playing! Help me! My period!"

Late at night, Kiana, who had been left alone to copy the wrong questions, cried and covered her swollen bottom while obediently doing her homework at the table.

Whenever she copied a question incorrectly or became careless, the mechanical dog patrolling the small dark room would glare with its scarlet electronic eyes, stick out its drill-like tongue, and come up behind the girl, letting her relive the dog's affection.

Meanwhile, the two teachers, having entrusted the supervision to the robotic dog, leisurely strolled along the bustling street.

"As expected of the Dean of Students, well done! I feel much better now. I'll treat you to drinks tonight!"

Murata Himeko, having finally vented her anger, put down the cardboard box on the back of her motorcycle, clapped her hands, and beamed with joy.

Kevin smiled without saying a word and offered his help. Even that brat Siegfried had to call him "Grandpa," so how could he not handle Kiana? It's her fault for being so arrogant; she should have been taught a lesson long ago!

However, when it came to drinking, Kevin looked at the cardboard box in front of him and the bar that was open for business not far away, looking somewhat puzzled. Was there any connection between the two?

Murata Himeko lifted the curtain and gave her answer with a powerful voice.

"PSP game console in near-new condition, the complete collector's edition of the Hut Mug Adventure's comic book, romance novels of all genres... a clearance sale that's absolutely devastating!"

Under Kevin's strange gaze, Murata Himeko pulled him to her side, and even threw in a megaphone as a bonus.

"Let's split the profits! My living expenses for the next two weeks depend on this ticket!"

Kevin now understands why Murata Himeko is so keen on raiding homes and targeting her arch-enemies like Kiana.

Hmm, a traditional side hustle... I see, that's what it means...

P. S.: Two updates today, three updates tomorrow.

Chapter 584, Section 613: How will you have a chance if you don't get drunk?

Late at night, Murata Himeko, carrying a bag of takeout drinks and some discounted snacks from the supermarket, staggered back to her dormitory.

"Himeko, be careful..."

Kevin, who was following behind, showed a hint of worry and wanted to go forward to help the drunk Murata Himeko walk.

However, confident in her alcohol tolerance, the Red-haired Mature Woman turned slightly and sealed Kevin's lips with a slender white index finger.

Shh... I'm not drunk! I can drink ten more bottles!

Murata Himeko struggled to open her hazy, drunken eyes, her expression smug. At the same time, she recalled her colleague's reluctance to drink at the bar and, as someone with experience, patiently offered him advice.

"Teacher Yang, alcohol is a good thing. Men should get to know it more often; you'll come to like the feeling."

"It's better to drink in moderation; drinking too much will make you drunk easily, and I have class tomorrow."

The Red-haired Mature Woman glared at Kevin, extremely dissatisfied with his cautious tone. She leaned on him, exhaling alcohol and snorting softly, her face full of "this child is hopeless."

"Can you even call it drinking if you don't get drunk? It's not fun! It's pointless..."

"Besides, how would you have a chance if you didn't get drunk?"

Kevin knew this was Murata Himeko's drunken teasing, and he couldn't help but smile wryly, not wanting to continue arguing with this drunken woman.

Thinking she had convinced her colleague to join the hobby Murata Himeko turned around triumphantly and strode forward, but before she had gone far, she collided with a towering shadow emerging from the darkness.

"Ouch! That hurts like hell! How many times have I told you! Don't put this thing at the intersection! Don't you know I have a grudge against it?"

Murata Himeko, her forehead swollen and red from hitting the base, clutched her swollen forehead, feeling embarrassed, and kicked him viciously.

But then a Murata Himeko jumped and hopped around in agony. Only then did she remember that the base was made of solid metal and was incredibly hard. She was immediately enraged and cursed.

In a moment of impulse, the Red-haired Mature Woman drew her Sunflame Greatsword, feeling an urge to smash the thing in front of her to pieces.

"Calm down! Calm down!"

Kevin rushed forward and hugged the Red-haired Mature Woman who was about to go on a drunken rampage. He glanced around and discovered that the culprit who had angered Murata Himeko was actually a sculpture commemorating him. Helpless, he murmured to himself.

"Damaging public property will result in a fine..."

Like a wake-up call, the sound instantly brought Murata Himeko was on the verge of madness, back to her senses. After furtively confirming that there were no surveillance cameras around, she leaned against the base and let out a soft sigh of relief.

Sure enough, when it comes to principles, money is more important than money.

Kevin secretly rolled his eyes and shook his head helplessly.

Previously, Murata Himeko took a bunch of stolen goods to do side jobs to earn money for drinks, but late at night, how many people would care about that?

As a result, their business was dismal; after standing in the cold wind for an hour, they still hadn't raised enough money for a bottle of wine.

Kevin came up with seventeen or eighteen reasons to treat her to a meal, which finally made Murata Himeko go into the bar to avoid her suffering in the wind on the street.

Once at the bar, the woman didn't hold back at all, ordering and drinking as much as she wanted; it's no wonder she got drunk.

Moreover, economic hardship is undoubtedly Murata Himeko's weakness; any problem can be easily solved once money is involved.

"Are you alright?"

"Are you kidding me? Who am I? I'm Colonel Himeko Murata, commander of the Fifth Squad of the Far East Branch of St. Freya, and Captain of the Hyperion of the Murata Himeko! I've dealt with countless scattered Honkai Beast of the 100-meter class!"

Murata Himeko felt humiliated by being bullied by a statue, so she tried her best to boast and took a step forward, but then stumbled forward.

Just as she was about to fall flat on her face, Kevin rushed forward, grabbed her shoulder, and pulled her back.

To prevent the landmark from being destroyed, it seems like they added something like Soul Steel and Vibranium; it might actually be harder than Honkai Beast's shell.

However, considering Himeko's pride, Kevin had to resort to a half-joking approach, offering his former comrade a way out.

"Alright, alright, I know you're not injured, but shouldn't we give others a chance to shine? Otherwise, how will you find a girlfriend, Himeko?"

While Himeko Murata Himeko was still in a daze, Kevin looked at her right foot, from which blood was faintly seeping, took a deep breath, and then steadily lifted the Red-haired Mature Woman up in his arms.

"Huh? You're pursuing me? That's bold of you, but I'm very reserved..."

Murata Himeko, still slightly intoxicated, appeared calm on the surface, but couldn't help turning her head away and muttering to herself.

You were the one who started the car first; I was just creating a convenient excuse for you to back out. Can you stop overthinking things and show some understanding?

Kevin shook his head helplessly and changed the subject, asking about the way to Himeko's dormitory.

After walking for a while, the woman finally became much more well-behaved, only occasionally stealing a few glances with a dazed look before quickly moving away like a thief.

He's handsome! Muscular and efficient! Rich! Generous! Just my type!

To make such a bold declaration of love on her very first day at work, she must be attracted by my personal charm!

This damned Far East Branch is so yin-dominated that yang-deficient to the extreme. Looking around, almost all the cats running around the yard are female!

And from the headmaster of the main academy to the principals of the branch schools, not one of them is normal! One is jealous of my big breasts, and the other is lusting after my body! How am I ever going to get married like this?!

We've finally managed to get a rich and handsome guy transferred here! We must seize this opportunity!

Could it be that after waiting for so long, my spring is finally coming?

Under the influence of alcohol, Murata Himeko's thoughts wandered, sometimes she was seriously contemplating, sometimes she was sneakily laughing, and sometimes she was staring intently with her eyes wide open, her hands sliding upwards inappropriately.

"Um, Teacher Himeko..."

"Nice chest muscles, looks like you work out regularly..."

Kevin glanced at the mischievous hands, then abandoned his chest and hooked them around Kevin's neck, as if about to say something to remind him.

But at this moment, Murata Himeko's face was flushed, and she looked languid. She raised her hand and covered his mouth.

"You're so noisy, be quiet, let me sleep for a while, wake me up when we get there..."

The Red-haired Mature Woman then found a comfortable spot on Kevin's chest and murmured as she drifted off to sleep.

Kevin was both amused and exasperated. After confirming the spatial coordinates, he teleported directly to Murata Himeko's bedroom, untied her from his body, and placed her on the sofa.

He then took out his usual first-aid kit from the drawer, straightened Murata Himeko's right foot, and carefully removed her shoes and socks.

Two swollen, red toes were visible, with slightly dislocated joints and broken nails deeply embedded in the flesh.