Jaybee was stunned. It took him a while, but he finally realized how naive he had been this whole time. Now, Mr. Pearce's advice was ingrained in his brain—it was his new direction. How could Class 3-F think they could ever subdue Master Pearce!? Their plan was a ludicrous joke from the get-go. It
Oscar managed to find Logan just to dunk on him in schadenfreude, "Oh gosh, Mr. Pearce, where are the parents of Class 3-F? I don't see a single one of them! Don't tell me you told them to come in the afternoon!?"Since a parent-teacher conference would always be held at noontime, the entire academy
No one could possibly excuse themselves from this. They might be used to having their wishes and desires granted elsewhere or were accustomed to other people adjusting to their rejection. But when the great Master Pearce called, boy, they answered him immediately. As members of society's upper crus
The crowd remained silent, refraining from voicing any opinions, which surprised the students. They had never seen their parents being talked down to or displaying such obedience.Jaybee and his friends, fresh from their nightclub experience, seemed unsurprised. Master Pearce was at his most cordial
"How could you say something like that, Mr. Walsh? You're the teacher's leader! You're one of the academy's most important people!"Oscar's nerves were frayed from taking defeats one after another. He forgot he shouldn't shout expletives at his students. "Oh, screw me! The fire is blazing, and there
"Wait for me outside," Logan ordered sternly, and Cirilla hurriedly escaped the building.Meanwhile, Logan unfurled the firefighting hose in the hallway, taking on the role of a one-man firefighting troop.Fortunately, the fire had not spread extensively, allowing Firefighter Logan to extinguish the
Jaybee jumped to his feet, his eyebrows locked in an appalled frown, closely followed by Flash, Cirilla, Marceline, and Bon."What's the meaning of this, Walsh? Spill it!" Jaybee demanded.Oscar, trying to assert his authority, responded commandingly, "No, what's the meaning of this? I don't recall
Oscar's palms were sweating. As the homeroom teacher, he would be held responsible for any chaos caused by Class 3-F. If things continued this way, the Department of Education would surely catch wind of the situation and promptly fire him. How could he ever work as a teacher again after such a humil