As Eve Nightburn pondered this question, Pippa Dreambloom continued speaking.
“Secondly, you are the youngest child in the class, and there are a few students who are quite misbehaved… bad.”
Pippa had originally intended to use the word “mischievous” to save face for those students, but doing so would only downplay the potential danger.
Instead, it was better to use “bad” outright, allowing Eve to better understand the danger and thereby protect herself more effectively.
“If they bully you, remember not to fight back and come straight to me.”
“Mm-hmm!” Eve nodded repeatedly. “I absolutely won’t fight!”
After receiving Eve’s assurance, Pippa continued, “Finally, I hope you won’t disturb your classmates’ studies.”
“As for any thoughts you have, you can always talk to me. Even if you want to play, I don’t oppose it, as long as you don’t disturb others.”
Ah, this…
Eve was taken aback by these words.
Didn’t this sound like something you’d say to a problem child or a struggling student who had been given up on?
Eve’s brain translated the message:
The general idea was: I know you’re naughty and that you don’t like studying. So here’s the deal—I won’t question your grades, you just focus on growing up, and don’t disturb the other students’ learning.
Wait, I haven’t even attended a single class yet, and already I’m being written off?
Do you really think so little of me?
After a moment of internal吐槽, Eve finally accepted the reality.
Actually, it wasn’t such a bad thing. This way, she could openly slack off, couldn’t she?
Hui Feng and Jade Xiang wouldn’t care about her academic performance anyway. After all, Miri Dreamwell was their priority.
She was the pearl of the Hui family, whereas she, Eve, was just a kind-hearted pick-up, not even a legitimate child.
As Eve thought about it more carefully, she realized—good grief, was she just sent here to pass the time?
Her only task was to accompany her sister in studying.
She was literally just a study companion.
Well, that was fine. She could still slack off as much as she wanted.
“Alright, Eve Nightburn, I’ve said all I needed to say. Now, let’s head back to the classroom.”
With that, Pippa stood up from her seat.
“Okay.”
Seeing the teacher preparing to leave, Eve quickly got up from her seat and followed Pippa’s steps toward the classroom.
Upon reaching the classroom door, Pippa didn’t immediately enter. Eve stood beside her, momentarily unsure of what to do.
Pippa checked her phone and saw that there were still three minutes before class started.
At this moment, students from various classes were already rushing toward their respective classrooms, afraid of being scolded for being late.
In those few minutes, several students running to class noticed the little loli standing beside Pippa.
However, they didn’t dare to ask and simply treated her as the homeroom teacher’s daughter.
After the three minutes passed, Pippa had Eve wait outside for a while longer and then entered the classroom herself.
The moment the students saw the teacher enter, the previously noisy room immediately fell silent.
Pippa glanced at the one or two empty seats but didn’t mind.
After all, expecting these naughty kids to be 100% in their seats before class was a pipe dream.
“Xie Baiyu, what’s the situation with these two seats?”
Pippa pointed to the two empty spots and inquired with the class monitor; otherwise, if something really happened and she continued teaching, she might as well just drop dead.
Xie Baiyu promptly responded to the teacher’s question, “Report, teacher! Feng Yulan has a stomachache and is probably still in the restroom. As for Youze…”
Just as Xie Baiyu was pondering how to cover for this guy, a loud “Report!” suddenly came from the classroom door.
Pippa looked at the panting Youze and said, “Come in.”
“Thank you, teacher,” Youze quickly ran back to his seat and secretly took a few sips of water to quench his thirst.
Now that everyone except Feng Yulan had arrived, Pippa began the day’s lesson.
Walking to the podium, the classroom computer was already on, but Pippa wasn’t in a hurry to pull up her lesson plan.
“Before we start, I’d like to address something with everyone.”
As she spoke, Pippa waved to Eve outside the door, “Come in.”
Hearing the teacher’s request, Eve walked in with her backpack, trembling under dozens of curious gazes, and stood at the podium facing the class.
The moment the students saw the little loli dressed in black gothic lolita, they were all captivated by her beauty.
The long black dress with white lace trim, the small black and red hat atop her head, paired with the white socks over her little leather shoes—this was enough to conquer the hearts of every adolescent boy in the room.
Moreover, the little loli’s complexion could truly be called a rare beauty! Her fair skin bore a rosy hue of baby fat.
Who wouldn’t feel a surge of protectiveness when faced with such a visage?
“Umm… Ah… Uh…” Eve, facing so many direct stares, was at a loss for words.
Pippa, noticing Eve’s nervousness, patted her shoulder, “Don’t be afraid. If anyone laughs at you, I’ll take care of it.”
“Mm-mm…” Eve nodded, though she was merely unaccustomed (suffocating) under so many eyes.
But with the teacher’s reassurance, she had no choice but to step up.
“Umm… My name is Eve Nightburn!”
After saying this, Eve found a pen, stepped onto the stool Pippa handed her, and wrote her name on the electronic blackboard.
Once her name was written, Eve continued haltingly, “I… I’m very happy… to… to study with everyone! Thank you!”
Eve ultimately finished this string of pleasantries against her own conscience.
Pippa patted her shoulder in encouragement, “Well done.”
“Xie Baiyu!” Pippa’s tone suddenly sharpened.
Hearing her name called, Xie Baiyu promptly stood up, “Yes, teacher!”
“Take someone with you to fetch a desk and chair for our new classmate, and place them next to Miri Dreamwell.”
Xie Baiyu immediately grabbed her deskmate, “Cang Huai’an, let’s go!”
The two boys quickly ran out of the classroom and returned some time later carrying a brand-new desk and chair.
After they set it up, Pippa patted Eve’s shoulder, “Alright, that’s your seat. Be sure to get along well with your classmates.”
“Mm-mm!” Eve nodded repeatedly, then hurried back to her seat.
After all, Eve had deeply internalized a phrase from her past schooling:
“Time is life. If you waste one minute of each person’s time, you’ve wasted 45 minutes of the entire class’s time.”
Clearly, Eve had already wasted more than 45 minutes. Murder! Absolute murder!
How many lives had Eve just murdered in one fell swoop?
Absolutely unforgivable!
