(The previous chapter has been completely changed, so you can go back and take a look. Basically, I updated two chapters, haha.)
"Villar, stop right there!"
Without a doubt, once the group returned to the academy, they could finally go back to beating-no, training-the students.
"The next class is... let me think." Milakov thought for a moment, then sighed in relief. "Thank goodness. Theory class, not a class with either of those two."
Then the group walked into the classroom with light steps, only to run straight into Frisk, who was waiting at the door.
"Have you all finished your homework?" Frisk asked the students with a smile and a very friendly tone.
At that warm greeting, every student was moved to tears.
"Yes!" the students answered in unison.
"That's wonderful..." Frisk was just about to continue, but before another word could come out, Linde abruptly interrupted her.
The corners of Linde's mouth lifted slightly into a faint, mysterious smile as he said unhurriedly, "No rush. We don't have much time to mark all this homework right now. Let's collect it all tonight instead."
Before he had even finished speaking, relieved sighs rose from the students, as though a weight had finally been lifted from their shoulders.
Frisk turned to Linde with a face full of suspicion, catching the slightly sinister smile on his face, and couldn't help grumbling inwardly.
Hmph, he really hasn't changed. Still that evil teacher bent on shredding everyone else's umbrellas!
As though he had guessed what Frisk was thinking, Linde quietly added, "The two of us will patrol the classrooms in a bit. If we catch anyone trying to finish their homework now, we'll take down their names."
Hearing that, Frisk rolled her eyes helplessly and silently cursed him a few times.
Then the two