Ishi was very rarely in the teachers lounge. However, this was one of those days. He was sitting on the room's couch after a hardworking day. Hardworking being the fact that teaching was more tiring than most things had any right to be. Seriously, these kids had something seriously wrong with them. Especially that one lady. Arcen was it? Yeah, that little lady has something seriously wrong with her. He hoped that she was an effective combatant, otherwise he wasn't sure he'd be able to deal with something more. One class a day was all he could handle. If it was more? He'd probably topple over and die. Not even kidding, that's what he felt like he'd do.
The pressure of a bunch of would-be hunters is a terrifying thing to stand in front of. Not to mention, telling them how to do work was tiring in of itself. All that, though, would be worth it in the end.
The pressure of a bunch of would-be hunters is a terrifying thing to stand in front of. Not to mention, telling them how to do work was tiring in of itself. All that, though, would be worth it in the end.