As a "seasoned adult" who had endured society's harsh beatings and understood its unspoken rules, Teacher Matsuzaki realized the gravity of the situation. If word got out about what he had done with these club members today, never mind whether it would cause an uproar in society—he was definitely finished...
How had he failed to restrain himself back then? After some thought, Teacher Matsuzaki finally reached an answer—it was all because his talent as a master teacher had acted up. He had taught those few female high school students who had "strayed down the wrong path" too well, resulting in him losing far more often than winning, whether it was finger guessing or dice rolling...
Faced with such gifted "students," of course he had to teach them even more carefully. How could he have had any spare attention to observe his surroundings? And so...
"Ha..." After glancing once more at the club members sprawled drunkenly across the floor, Teacher Matsuzaki sighed inwardly. A master teacher had made him, and a master teacher had ruined him!
Damn it, so the cause of all this was his burning passion for teaching!
What was he supposed to do now?
He could just say the students had drunk secretly—Teacher Matsuzaki, possessed of a good teacher's heart, instinctively thought of shifting the blame...
No, no, that wouldn't work! It absolutely wouldn't work. One or two students would be manageable, and he could even explain away five or six club members, but dozens of students? Explain away my ass—Teacher Matsuzaki wanted to tear at his hair!
Wasn't this just an ordinary club gathering? Why had things turned out like this? Why was it considered extravagant for other clubs to eat grilled meat at a family restaurant, while their club gathering was held at a high-end private