‘Besides, she’s already an extraordinary Grand Witch. No matter how you think about it, there’s no way she could be connected to Little Mouse Mu. Irina invited me for orange juice and even said she’d take me deeper to ride those Dreamswimming Fish. Can Little Mouse Mu ever be this generous?’
‘Hmph, Little Mouse Mu, if you don’t step up and win me back soon, you’ll just have to wait and regret losing me as a close friend!’
***
The bustling S City remained immersed in its usual busy rhythm today.
Dear elementary school teacher, Miss Shen Moling, was enjoying this very busyness.
This was all thanks to her newly acquired little assistant, the golden-haired loli nicknamed Shark Girl by the students.
Though every time she heard that nickname, Edma wanted nothing more than to give those annoying kids a good scolding, she couldn’t.
After all, a pair of pale pink eyes was always watching her from behind.
“Behave, Little Edma. You’re not allowed to be harsh with the kids. Besides, your teeth really do look exactly like a shark’s, don’t they?”
At those words, Edma bared her sharp Dragon Teeth but begrudgingly closed her mouth.
‘Damn it, swallowing my pride, under someone else’s roof, I have no choice but to keep my head down.’
Unwilling to leave the newly weakened Edma alone at home again, Shen Moling decided to bring her to school as a little assistant.
This was also Edma’s first time encountering work.
At first, it was somewhat novel, but soon she grew increasingly irritable because those little brats were just too exhausting.
‘They’re treating me like a toy!’
Edma’s whole body was easy to pinch.
Her small but strong frame was very springy, her skin glowing with a cute rosy sheen.
After Shen Moling dressed her in a little skirt she picked out, Edma looked even more like a doll.
The kid sitting in the front row was especially obnoxious, always tugging at her clothes and pulling her hair while she was reading aloud.
But with Motes’s Binding holding her in place, Edma was now a fool both inside and out—not much stronger than them.
If a fight broke out, she might even lose.
The mighty Monster Association’s top dog, the legendary King Edma Dragon, reduced to powerless against a bunch of kids?
If that happened, she’d never be able to hold her head high again.
But compared to these small school troubles, Edma worried more about what would happen after Motes took her home.
That terrifying woman was a complete hypocrite—so many schemes behind the scenes, yet at school, she played the concerned teacher warning children about early maturity?
“You better watch me closely. Look at my face. Although it’s hard to admit, isn’t it true that I’m still a kid now? How could you lay a hand on me in this poor state?”
Or maybe her true motive for infiltrating the elementary school isn’t so pure?!
Complaints aside, Edma could only obediently follow Shen Moling’s instructions, even if that meant the humiliating act of lifting her skirt and pouting her bottom, awaiting punishment after making mistakes.
…This was just a temporary measure.
It was absolutely not because she had any sort of secret hope.
But compared to Motes’s side, the rest of S City was even more dangerous for Edma.
Motes was definitely evil, but she wouldn’t risk her own life.
That couldn’t be said for the perverts in the S City Combat Division.
The previous Monster King had died by the final blow of the strongest mutant, codename Zhen Yi, the highest-ranking official in S City.
That person seemed to harbor an inexplicable deep grudge against superhuman-level monsters.
There was no way Edma could defeat him now.
What baffled Edma the most was why she had lost to Motes again.
She was certain she had given it her all—no reserves—but Motes still seemed completely at ease, as if their fight wasn’t a contest of equals but more like her casually teasing and toying with Edma.
‘Damn it! I, King Edma Dragon, am I really someone you can look down on and enslave like this?’
“Ow!”
“Little Edma, what are you thinking? Hand me the test paper.”
“O-Okay…”
Edma rubbed her forehead, red from being flicked, tears welling up, and handed over the paper with a wronged expression.
“Looks like Little Edma’s culture level isn’t up to par. I guess I’ll have to help you study properly.”
Edma never imagined that returning to study would come in such a form.
She had always hated studying, with grades at rock bottom, often chased around by the Seven Wolves employed by her family for failing.
Now, it was because she couldn’t understand elementary school language exams and had to sit in classes under Shen Moling’s threatening pointer.
After class, her notes had to be inspected closely—missing even a single character meant a spanking.
Fortunately, punctuation didn’t count.
Sigh, when will these hard days ever end?
She had no idea what was going on in the Monster Association.
Would it fall into chaos or even disband without her?
What Edma didn’t realize was that the association she longed for had already become some kind of mess.
On stage, a black-haired catgirl wielded a baton, cheerfully demonstrating a sophisticated dark magic technique called Cross-playing Studies to a crowd of monsters.
Under the Magic Girls’ deterrence, monsters hadn’t dared to launch any serious attacks for a long time.
One by one, they were starving to the point of dizziness and sunken eyes, but their pupils shone brightly—full of thirst for knowledge.
“Teacher Mi Xian, I have a question.”
“Then speak up, meow!”
Mi Xian snapped irritably.
She hated being interrupted because her thoughts rarely flowed smoothly, and once broken, she had to start all over again.
She had taken notes on most of Cross-playing Studies but truly understood very little.
Teaching others under these conditions was even harder.
“Does it have to be cross-playing? Can’t I just do online trolling to annoy other netizens and gain Dark Magic Power?”
“I don’t know, meow!”
Hearing this, the monsters below couldn’t help but feel embarrassed.
This Teacher Mi Xian was really unreliable, but her logic didn’t seem wrong.
“Fine, whatever you want. The more fans you have, the more Dark Magic Power you get. See Teacher’s account? I’ve got a full 33,000 followers now, that’s how I made it into C-rank.”
Mi Xian showed off her account to the crowd.
After staring at the Mixian Shirt account for a few seconds, the monsters all started holding back laughter.
“Teacher Mi Xian, I think I just followed you.”
“I made her totally lose it.”
“From afar a dog, up close Mixian Shirt…”
“Shut up, meow!”
Listening to the whispering below, Mi Xian angrily revealed her claws, instantly silencing the monsters.
But once they realized Mi Xian was actually Mixian Shirt, their confidence soared.
They resolved to launch an assault on the internet.
If this was how they could fill their bellies, then so be it.
Let’s become the trash of the internet, reviled and despised!
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