"Say that again, shorty? And how did you get smaller—forget it. I drank so much last night, and you still won't let me sleep in this morning?"
Murata Himeko grumbled as she headed to the dining room, opened the fridge, skillfully pulled out a bottle of liquor, popped the cap, and began chugging straight from it.
Cecilia silently appeared behind her, raised a hand, and chopped the back of her neck.
"Cough, cough, cough, cough, cough!!!!!"
"Cecilia, what are you doing?"
"You can't binge-drink first thing in the morning in front of the children." Cecilia stared coldly at Murata Himeko. "Didn't you drink enough last night? You're not even sober yet, are you?"
"This is called curing a hangover with more alcohol..." Murata Himeko stubbornly insisted, but still put the bottle back in the fridge before staggering away.
"Where are you going?" Cecilia pressed.
"To pee!!"
Seele, who had just emerged from the kitchen carrying breakfast, jolted and nearly dropped the tray.
"Is it just me?" March 7th blushed at Murata Himeko's explosive remark. "I feel like Teacher Himeko is getting more and more uninhibited."
"An old hag who spent too many years repressing herself and nearly gave herself problems will be like this once she finally finds someone. We can't expect her to keep hiding her true nature."
The moment Kiana finished speaking, a gust from a fist struck her head from afar.
Thud!
The White-haired Bun wailed as she rolled off the sofa and onto the carpet.
"When I was your age, I'd already rolled in bed with your dad!"
Seele, who was setting breakfast on the coffee table with Mei, stumbled and nearly fell.
"MURATA! HIMEKO!" Cecilia clenched her fists and chased after her. Before long, cries of agony rivaling Teacher Tom's came from the direction of