Shizuka Hiratsuka said it! Watching the hot-blooded female teacher crouch on the ground, questioning her entire life, everyone present felt embarrassed for her—but they couldn't summon even a shred of sympathy. If anything, they kind of wanted to laugh... It couldn't be helped. Shizuka Hiratsuka's current appearance was simply too peculiar. Her long white coat made her look valiant and dashing, sure, but as for femininity... Add to that the cigarette pack and lighter sitting completely undisguised in her pocket, together with all that muttering of "This old lady, this old lady"... If not for the sake of politeness, someone probably would have jumped out and said, "Ma'am, are you seriously trying to compete with someone in feminine charm? Any proper girl could leave you in the dust! What, Katsura is a Blue Boy? Emmm... Then you can only look for the problem in yourself." Well, that was just a joke. Katsura's feminine charm only lasted until he opened his mouth. Once he did, it was gone—everything was gone... Unfortunately, Shizuka Hiratsuka didn't realize that. Or rather, she was the same sort of person: plenty feminine before she opened her mouth, but once she did, it was gone—everything was gone... Still, this atmosphere was incredibly awkward! Especially for Shizuka Hiratsuka. She had only been quietly wallowing in self-pity, yet who knew Principal Yamamoto would suddenly bring her up? Just like that, everyone's attention had shifted onto her. Heh, hehehe... Do you know why confession trees exist? Because once people found out about your self-pitying thoughts, you couldn't help wanting to die! After talking to an ant for three hours, people would even feel compelled to kill it—wasn't it just because the ant knew too much? Now that so many people knew about the hot-blooded female teacher's grief and indignation, she...
Am I a Stakeholder in This Isekai?
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