What was strange was how the school would handle Windlistener's issue. As for Windlistener's romantic escapades with female classmates, most people had known about them for a long time.
At that moment, upon hearing this, her expression suddenly turned to surprise. She stared at Mirai in disbelief, while recalling how, at the fast-food restaurant, Mirai had sat not far from them, cold sweat covering his body, looking worried as his eyes unconsciously drifted toward her female classmate and the girlfriend beside him.
The female student remained calm, utterly unaware of how terrible her situation was. Instead, she stared at Mirai with great interest and muttered, "So handsome!"
Her voice was very low. Neither her boyfriend nor the teacher could hear her, but the little fairy Mirai heard her clearly.
"Oh, Mr. Mirai. I'd heard long ago that Vice Principal Ziling had invited a martial arts teacher from China. I never expected it to be you."
The Mandarin teacher spoke to Mirai very politely, but she directly ignored what Mirai had just said. Clearly, she had no interest in dwelling on such a boring subject with him. She called Mirai, Windlistener, and the female student out into the corridor, told the other students to continue reading, and only then asked:
"Mr. Mirai, what did you just say about puppy love?"
"Oh, when I was eating this morning, I happened to see them being all lovey-dovey. If that wasn't love, then what was it?"
Although the female student had merely praised him for being handsome, that was not enough reason for Mirai to let them off. He continued to look righteously at the Mandarin teacher, who seemed not to understand at all, and said:
"You were my predecessor in teaching. You tell me—they're only fifteen years old. They're at the best age