Unspeakable bubbles

The old lion slowly put away the magic carpet and retrieved its staff. It then lay back down on all fours, unsure of what to say for a moment.

"Grandpa, quickly remove the barrier, let's start the competition."

"Uh, it's been so long, haven't you solved it yet?"

"Grandpa, you have to fix your own mistakes. Quickly apologize to everyone."

"...Sigh, that's true."

After the old lion removed the barrier as instructed, howls of agony immediately erupted from the crowd.

"My legs are numb, I can't sit down anymore, can someone help me?"

"I couldn't move at all, and there was no sound around me. I was so scared! So scared!"

"My body feels so numb. Have we been hit by a widespread paralysis spell?"

"Damn, it's that lion!"

"Leomon, aren't you going to say something?"

Petty held the microphone closer: "I think you need to give everyone an explanation."

"..."

"It's my fault. Although it was an accident, I really caused trouble for everyone."

The old lion reverted to its true form, and the white-haired Dean Harris bowed to everyone.

"I'm sorry that my lack of consideration led to a bad experience for everyone."

Chapter 460, Section 461, concludes successfully.

Most students never imagined that the lion beast was actually Dean Harris!

Seeing the old man repeatedly apologizing with a look of remorse, no one knew what to say.

As a dean, is it really necessary for you to compete with a bunch of students for points and rewards?

And what a huge blunder that just happened...

"Grandpa, everyone is terrified!"

Emma was furious, but she was also puzzled.

She was standing quite close to the front, and she had clearly seen her grandfather being swallowed by a shadow.

That's why it took him so long to remove the barrier.

So, is there some inside story?

"Grandpa, did something happen that delayed you, which is why everyone has been waiting for so long?" Emma asked loudly.

"..."

Harris was very pleased to see his granddaughter trying so hard to defend him.

only……

“Emma, ​​Grandpa’s old habit has relapsed. He can’t move his feet when he sees anything strange or mysterious.”

Harris chuckled and said, "Classmates, to express my apology, how about this!"

"We'll have an extra day off tomorrow, so everyone can explore the island and have some fun."

"..."

Should we leave it for another day?

This is wonderful!

"Huh? No school tomorrow?"

"Great! It was worth standing for so long despite my aching back and waist!"

"Dean, you've apologized so sincerely, what more can we say?"

"Long live!"

Seeing that Harris had easily resolved an incident that could have had serious consequences, Patty couldn't help but admire the old man.

'As expected of the dean, he really knows what the students want most!'

"Lion, cough, Dean Harris, may we begin now?"

Petty chuckled and reminded him, "Don't just keep apologizing, your match with Bubble isn't over yet."

"Oh, right, right, right."

"Referee, please start the countdown."

Harris's expression hardened; he was now giving it his all.

"three"

Mental barrier, mental defense activated.

"two"

The prophecy failed, telepathy... it was all useless after all.

"one!"

"A stone has appeared!"

Harris's words contained a strong, mysterious energy as he attempted to use a small-scale application of his Words of Power.

"Huh?"

Petty involuntarily extended both fists, looking completely bewildered.

"..."

"Haha, it seems I, the referee, also have a heart that wants to compete."

"Please ignore my punches, and let's see the result."

"Bubble chose scissors, and Dean Harris chose paper."

"I declare Bubble the winner!"

Harris frowned, looking at the seemingly unaffected bubbles, his heart pounding.

'Not only is he an extremely strong individual, but his resistance to mystical abilities is also incredibly high?'

'It seems we need to reconsider sealing the bubble's shadow.'

"Now let's begin the second round."

Upon hearing Patty's words, Harris quickly took off his magician's hat.

"three"

The old man took out a conch shell, held it to his ear, and silently prayed.

'Wonderful conch shell, please tell me what will come out of the bubbles later?'

"..."

"two!"

Harris tossed the conch shell back into the magician's hat and took out a broken oil lamp.

"Magic lamp, magic lamp, please help me win the rock-paper-scissors competition!"

"..."

Petty's eyelids twitched. The countdown had clearly ended long ago, but she just couldn't make a sound.

Only after Harris finished rubbing the oil lamp and speaking did Petty feel like she could continue.

"one!"

(That old man!)

"..."

"........."

"Leomon, you're deliberately not throwing a punch, so you'll lose."

"Haha, look at what you're saying. Do you really think I would compete with my own students for points?"

Harris shoved the oil lamp back into his magician's hat and said calmly, "I'm done. I concede."

"Oh, there's more."

"I will give away all the points earned by the second place winner to all the students who came to watch the game today."

Harris said with a smile, "This is just a small token of my appreciation as the dean."

"Class, you can have an extra snack tonight!"

After a moment of silence, deafening cheers erupted from below the stage.

"As expected of the dean!"

"I knew it. Why would the dean take a serious competition with a student?"

"That's great! I'd be happy to stand for another three hours if I could have something like this."

"A holiday plus a bonus, hehe."

"..."

Was it really a deliberate act of admitting defeat?

Yuan Tetsuya looked at Harris on the stage with suspicion, feeling that things were not as the dean had said.

'Dean, you probably can't win anyway, can you?'

'Furthermore, the claim that they forgot about time due to curiosity about the unknown and mysterious... who knows if the Dean simply won't be able to break through the bubble's shadow seal in a short time!'

There were more than just one or two students who shared the same thoughts as Tetsuya Hara. They looked at the smiling girl on the stage and couldn't help but show strange expressions on their faces.