CHAPTER 111: CHAPTER 110: TEACHER LET’S GET MARRIED!

There was something Roland couldn’t quite understand: why Hiratsuka Shizuka aka Teacher Jing, at thirty years old, was still unmarried.

She was undeniably attractive, ranking among the most beautiful teachers at the school. Logically, she should have had plenty of suitors.

True, Teacher Jing had her quirks—she smoked, drank, loved shonen manga, and often used her students (especially him) as punching and venting bags...

Okay, maybe I’m starting to see why she’s still single.

But these habits weren’t too severe. Given her looks and figure, surely many men could overlook them?

Regardless of what others might think, Roland himself could definitely tolerate them. After all, having been dragged into countless lectures by her, he knew firsthand that she also had a gentle and earnest side.

Sigh.., someone needs to claim this older single woman soon. Otherwise, she’ll keep bothering me out of sheer boredom.

If no one else steps up, don’t blame me for making a move on my teacher, god!

Ahem, ahem... Alright, alright, the above was purely wishful thinking. He’d never entertained the blasphemous thought of using his Hypnosis Technique to seduce his teacher.

Absolutely not! As a model student, how could he possibly spend his days plotting such heinous acts?

He vowed not to use his Hypnosis Technique lightly!

"Alright, class, let’s begin. Roland, you’ll stand here and attend the lesson." Shizuka clearly had a soft spot for Roland, even keeping him by her side during class.

"Why me? I haven’t done anything wrong, have I?" Roland grumbled, dissatisfied with the clear discrimination.

"You were late to class. Don’t you think you deserve punishment?"

"But Sakura was late too! Why isn’t she being punished with me?"

"That’s because... discipline is a form of affection. The teacher just cares about you more."

"Is that how it is?"

"Of course."

"I understand now. Then I’m willing. When can we get married?"

"Huh?" Shizuka didn’t react immediately.

Married? This brat actually wants to marry her?!

What are you thinking, you little brat? The ’favoritism’ I mentioned wasn’t about romantic love, let alone wanting you to confess!

How could a teacher confess to a student in front of the whole class? If I were to confess, I’d do it privately!

Ahem, of course, that doesn’t mean I want to talk to Roland alone. Absolutely not~.

"You little brat! You’re still wet behind the ears and you’re already making moves on your teacher? Get back to your seat!" Shizuka snapped, but for some reason, her usually composed face seemed to flush slightly.

M-masaka?!

A triumphant smile finally spread across Roland’s face. It was hard to tell if he was gloating about making his teacher blush or about regaining his right to sit during class.

Under Teacher Jing’s furious glare, Roland finally returned to his seat. His classmates couldn’t help but give him a thumbs-up for his audacious but bold remarks.

Bold as his words were, everyone understood they were mostly a joke.

Except for the pink-haired girl with the bun hairstyle sitting to Roland’s left...

For the record, to his right sat the ice-blue-haired beauty with a single ponytail, Kawasaki Sakura.

"Roland! Were you actually confessing to teacher just now?" the bun-haired girl leaned in cautiously, whispering her question.

"What are you thinking? Of course I was joking," Roland rolled his eyes. If he remembered correctly, this pink-haired girl’s full name was Yuigahama Yui, right?

Her name was too long and hard to remember, but since she often came to mooch his homemade meals, they were considered relatively close in class.

After all, Roland’s cooking skills were undeniably good. Many female classmates loved to freeload off his meals, so no matter how much food he brought, it was never enough for those hungry vixens.

"Don’t you people have your own meals at home?!"

"Phew... I knew it!" Yui inexplicably seemed relieved, then chuckled, looking exactly like the silly little sister next door.

Roland couldn’t help but tease her, finding her goofy demeanor irresistible.

He suddenly changed his tone, saying playfully, "Well, it’s true that I like Teacher Jing. If she’s willing, I’d even get married to her~."

Before Yui could react with surprise, a chalk flew from the teacher’s desk and struck Roland squarely on the head.

Yui tenderly patted his head.

"You think I can’t hear you?!" Shizuka snapped, her face flushed with embarrassment and anger. "If you want to stand for the lesson, just say so!" That brat was showing her less and less respect as his teacher. It seemed she’d need to find an opportunity to call him out privately and give him a good teasing... ahem, I mean, a proper lesson!

In the end, Roland rolled to the back of the classroom and stood for the rest of the lesson. Fortunately, it was the first day of school, so the material wasn’t too complicated, making it relatively easy to get through.

From the second class onward, with a change of teachers, Roland was able to return to his seat.

As soon as the bell rang, Yui moved her desk over to connect with Roland’s, her luminous eyes seeming to await something.

Roland knew exactly what she was waiting for. With a slight sigh, he pulled a box of pastries from his drawer.

"Alright, eat up," Roland said, rolling his eyes at the silly girl. Then, turning to Sakura, who he wasn’t sure if he could call an acquaintance, he added, "Oi, Sakura, I made these pastries this morning. Would you like to try some?"

Sakura glanced at the overly familiar guy, then at the delicate pastries.

She initially wanted to refuse, but after working through the night without breakfast, her stomach had begun to protest.

As the saying goes, you can’t argue with your stomach.

Besides, Roland’s culinary skills were well-known in the class, and she was curious to taste his handiwork.

Sakura sighed, then nodded, reaching for two pieces to try.

But before she could even touch them, a group of girls rushed over and, without asking Roland’s permission, snatched several pieces.

"Oh? Roland-kun made snacks again? Let me try some~"

"Me too!"

"Thanks~"

Ebina, Yumiko, and the other girls swarmed around Roland, quickly emptying the pastry box.

Sakura finally remembered why she, despite sitting right next to Roland, had never managed to taste his pastries: he was incredibly popular in class.

Though he wasn’t a sunny, athletic heartthrob like Hayama Hayato, his culinary skills alone had captured the hearts of countless girls—a talent others could only envy.

Sakura: "..."

Roland: "..."

Fortunately, Roland was used to this phenomenon. He had come prepared, secretly pulling out another box and slipping it into Sakura’s drawer, winking to signal her to keep it quiet.

Sakura stared at the generous gift, silent for a moment. Finally, with a slightly evasive glance, she thanked him.

Yuigahama Yui, watching from the side, was practically green with envy.