各类熟女熟妇真实视频

Chapter 397 Another school year, another batch of brats to teach

YEAR 241, PROSPERITY ERA.

GENERAL ARTHUR INSTITUTE FOR THE GIFTED CHILDREN.

"Another school year, another batch of brats to teach... Sigh, when will I stop doing this job?" A bland-looking, bespectacled, black-haired woman muttered as she adjusted her dress.

Her demeanor, which was similar to that of a disgruntled woman, slowly became coarser as she noticed that her blouse was too fit on her body. One of her buttons was almost close to the point of popping, and it was only through some kind of sheer luck that it was still holding on until now.

This made her hiss a little, although the close proximity of her workplace made her quickly suppress it.

"It’s always the same kind of kids each year. Slobbering, snotty kids who only knows chaos! Seriously, if it were not for my debt, I would never have gone to work here!" The woman said as she moved minimally, perhaps in hopes that it won’t disturb her blouse. "Tsk, once I get cleared of my debt, I would definitely be leaving this place!"

"Good morning there, Teacher Wisteria. You seem to be in a bad mood today." As the woman continued to walk, a small, wizened balding man suddenly appeared in front of her, stopping her walk with his presence. His beady eyes stared at the woman intently, as if he was trying to burn her with his gaze. "Are you perhaps in a bad mood today? Wisteria, you know that going to this institute in that kind of attitude is no good at all...."

"Ah, it’s nothing Professor Charlie. I just had a bad sleep earlier." The woman, who was aptly called as Teacher Wisteria, hastily replied as the expression on her face changed.

Her previously pissed expression has disappeared, as it was now replaced by a gentle, loving one. Her aggressive posture became more docile too, making her over-all appearance appear more motherly compared to before.

This change on her demeanor was something that can catch anyone off-guard, but Professor Charlie seemed to be unfazed by it.

He only shook his head as he saw Wisteria’s change, not making any comments about it.

"You had a bad sleep earlier? Teacher Wisteria, I think that’s a sign of bad health. If I were you, I will have it checked up already."

"Yes, Professor Charles, I am thinking of that too. But-"

"Teacher Wisteria, even if you have limited savings, you can still avail the health service in this institute. Remember, all the workers and faculty in this institute are entitled to free health service inside its premises." Professor Charlie said as he gave Wisteria a tight smile. "That means that you can avail great healthcare here for free. For someone like you, this place is the best way to be healthy!"

"Professor, I-"

""Teacher Wisteria, promise me to have your health checked later. We don’t want a good teacher like you be hampered by sickness. Your health... is an important investment that you should always take care off."

"...Okay Professor. I promise to do it after my class." Teacher Wisteria replied in an even tone, although the dissatisfied expression on her face shows her true feelings. "Now that I have told you that, can you now allow me to go to my class? I still have some kids to teach."

"Oh, I can do that, Teacher Wisteria. But before I will move out of this way, can you spare me some time to review your knowledge? You’re someone who teaches young kids after all. I want to know if you fully know the batch that you are about to handle later..." Instead of letting her pass through, Professor Charlie stayed still on his place as he said these words to Teacher Wisteria. "This will be quick, so it won’t take too much of your time..."

"...Professor, you are technically my boss here. There’s no way that I can just reject your request..." Wisteria mumbled as she let out a sigh. This sigh induced a slight motion on her torso, which caused the button on her dress to tremble again. "Go with it professor, do your worst."

"Hur hur hur. I actually just want to ask you about the roster of the kids that you are about to each. It’s just as simple as that." Professor Charlie replied as he seemed amused by the tension present on Wisteria’s face. "Teacher Wisteria, why are you so tense? Are you perhaps afraid of my questions?"

"Professor Charlie, it was quite well-known in the institute that you’re a terror teacher who will ’tear apart’ anyone who dissatisfies you." Wisteria replied with a grimace. "Most of the times, the ones who dissatisfy you are those who answer your questions wrongly. Those poor guys, even I could not help but feel pity for them..."

"Hur, hur, hur. Teacher Wisteria, that only happened during the prime of my youth. I was hot-headed back then, thus I had a lot of temper on people..." Professor Charlie said with a melancholic look. He then let out a sigh as he began to rub the bottom of his chin. "That was me before. Now, I am just an old man who’s doing his best to get tenure. For someone like me, getting bat-shit angry is the worst thing that I can do..."

"...I see Professor. I wish you luck for your tenure then."

"I appreciate your kindness, Teacher Wisteria. But we are not here to talk about my life. We are here to have my answer questioned." Professor Charlie abruptly said as he waved one of his wizened hands. "So what is it, Teacher Wisteria? What is the roster of the kids that you will be teaching this year? If you don’t answer this properly, I won’t be angry with you. After all, teaching kids is a hard task. But I will be slightly disappointed with you..."

"Professor, I have 15 Symbolists, 12 Celestials, and 9 Devourers in my class." Wisteria replied as she did her best to not look at Professor Charlie’s creepy smile. "As for their ages, half of them were around 5 years old while the remaining ones were either 4 or 6 years old. Most of them came from mixed-blood families, while only 3 came from pure-blooded ones."

"Good, Teacher Wisteria. You clearly made sure to know those kids quite well." Professor Charlie said as he nodded his head. A satisfied expression can be seen on his face, which made Wisteria feel relief. "What subject will you be teaching them again?"

"I am assigned to be their History Teacher. Aside from that, I will also be their Power Instructor." Wisteria hurriedly said as she looked on her watch. Her eyes then widened imperceptibly as she saw that she was now a minute late for her class.

"Sorry Professor, but I have to go now." Wisteria said in in a flurry as she gave Professor Charlie a pleading look. "I am almost late for my class now, so I have to rush there already!"

"Oh, I’m sorry for the hold-up, Teacher Wisteria. Of course you can go now." After saying these words, Professor Charlie moved slightly to the side, giving Wisteria the space that she needed to move. He then gave her a slight wink, which was not a good match with his wrinkly face. "Good luck for your class, Teacher Wisteria. From what I heard, those 3 pure-blooded kids are all stuck-up brats. Please tolerate them as long as you can."

"Oh gosh, I hope I can have that kind of tenacity." Wisteria replied as she resisted the urge to roll her eyes. "But at least there’s only 3 pure-blooded kids. It’s not like what happened to Augustus before..."

"Sigh, Augustus’ class with 15 pure-blooded kids was a recipe for chaos." Professor Charlie replied with melancholy. "How was his condition again? Did he recover already?"

"Professor, the damage that Augustus incurred from the joint attacks of 5 Devourers, 4 Celestials, and 6 Symbolists still had some effects on him even up to this day." Wisteria replied as a sad look appeared on her face. "I think it will take 3 more years for him to heal completely."

"What a poor guy. I wish him luck after his recovery." Professor Charlie mumble as he shook his head. ’Okay, Teacher Wisteria. You can go now. You can’t afford to be more late anymore..."

"You don’t need to say that Professor. I really can’t afford to be more late..."

Clacking sounds then echoed on the ground as Wisteria began to run, with her ignoring the critical danger on her blouse’s button. She was only focused on getting to her class now, and not even the possibility of her popping a button will slow her down anymore.

"Great Emperor Litch, the one who conquers worlds. I pray for your benevolent guidance today." Wisteria began to say as she increased her pace. She tried her best to look solemn, although the sweat on her face and the panting sounds from her mouth made her solemn look become virtually non-existent. "I wish for my life to better starting from this day, and I also hope to obtain a good-looking boyfriend already!"

"Great Emperor Litch, I know that this is an unrealistic wish for me, but I hope that you can hear my prayer!" Wisteria said as she continued on running. "If you do so, I promise to stop gambling already! I also promise to be kinder to kids! So please, please hear my prayers out!"