Chapter 28: He really has a notebook (1/2)

Chapter 28: He really has a notebook

Early Morning. Ayrin, looking like he still wasn’t fully awake yet, and Belo, looking abnormally awake, walked on the road leading to the Thinker’s Stone Forest.

Huston had arranged for a test today.

“Where the hell did you go last night after we went into the infirmary?”

“Nowhere, I just strolled around a bit.”

“You’re really not the one who took away those people from team Southern Monsoon? The teachers who caught me said that someone took advantage of them being led my way to take the Southern Monsoon members away. I think you took me on purpose to Chris’ place, and then used me as bait for those teachers so you can do your thing.”

“Of course it wasn’t me, do I look like someone who’d make use of a friend like this?”

“You look very much like that!”

“…If it were me, would I still be standing here and talk to you safe and sound like nothing happened?”

“There could be some reason, anyway your behavior is too suspicious.”

They talked and walked, when Ayrin suddenly saw a touch of red at a fork in the road in front of them. It was Moss. Ayrin happily greeted him. “Moss!”

Moss’s head hung down, thinking whether he was going to meet with yet another miserable disaster in the Notebook Teacher’s class today. He turned his head around when he heard Ayrin’s sudden voice. He saw Ayrin coming excitedly his way; he immediately felt the urge to die. “Little shorty, stay far away from me! Could it be you think you haven’t harmed me enough yet, you still want teacher Huston to think we’re a band?”

“Eh?”

Ayrin wasn’t too far behind Moss now. He said to Moss, astonished, “How come you seem even shorter than me?”

“What!”

Moss’ eyeballs almost fell to the ground as soon as he had a look at Ayrin. He was astounded to find Ayrin truly a little taller than even himself, all of a sudden.

How did the little shorty become even taller than himself!

“Impossible! You must be wearing something! Are you using fake feet!”

Under the shock of this severe psychological blow, Moss immediately pounced on Ayrin’s feet. He squeezed Ayrin’s feet, incredulous, even took off Ayrin’s shoes to see if there was something inside that’d make Ayrin become taller.

What made him crazy was, everything was normal on Ayrin’s feet, there wasn’t anything there.

“Not bad not bad.”

Just at that moment, a sinister voice floated in from not too distant a place.

“Teacher Huston?”

Moss froze, still kneeling in front of Ayrin.

That man standing under the shade of a tree not far away, watching them with an insincere smile, his greasy hair shining, who else could it be if not Notebook Teacher Huston.

“That’s very good, you’ve reached such a level of intimacy already, your feelings are pretty good, even to the point you’ll help each other check the shoes and wear the shoes. I very much admire students with such mutual friendly love, who help and assist each other.”

Huston wiped his greasy hair shining under the daylight and laughed maliciously, saying this sentence with a deeply meaningful tone. Then he leisurely turned around and walked inside the Thinker’s Stone Forest.

“Ah!”

After staring blankly for a moment, Moss shouted, “Teacher Huston! Teacher Huston, it’s not what you think!”

“I really have nothing to do with these two guys, we’re really not a clique!”

“I was only checking his feet! We’re truly not good friends.”

“You think I’m a moron?” A soft cold sneer drifted out from the Thinker’s Stone Forest. “Even feet lovers don’t have the hobby of checking a male’s feet.”

“…” Moss really wanted to die.

…

The vast majority of freshmen arrived before Ayrin and the others, all of them very apprehensive.

Countless legends certified that Teacher Notebook’s tests were as frightening as the monsters inside the Giant Beasts Enclosure. On top of that, no one in previous classes had the guts to offend teacher Huston, but there was an existence like Ayrin in their class who made Huston hysterical. Hence, when Huston’s tall and slender figure emerged among the huge white stones, many freshmen felt their legs shake uncontrollably.

Moss, with a face ashen like death, Ayrin, with a face full of excitement, and Belo, without any expression whatsoever on his face, appeared one after another.

“These three guys are up to no good again.”

“You just have to look at their expressions to know nothing good’s gonna happen.”

“Who knows what method teacher Huston’s going to use this time to sort them out.”