Nobody knows how to be a villain better than me.

Confused, Fujimura Taiga tore open the package and shook out a crumpled ball of paper from the paper bag.

With a mixture of bewilderment and curiosity, the female teacher unfolded the crumpled paper, revealing several symbols that resembled drawings.

Suddenly, Fujimura Taiga, who had been nonchalant just moments before, narrowed his eyes sharply and looked around suspiciously.

After observing for a while, the noisy life and interacting figures around him made Fujimura Taiga, whose hair stood on end, unable to restrain himself any longer. He hurriedly pulled the new female physical education teacher next to him and quickly spoke up.

"Mr. Noel, I'm counting on you for the competition!"

Immediately after giving his instructions, Fujimura Taiga fled for his life, heading straight for the garage without looking back.

Hey, what is this?

The female physical education teacher, entrusted with this important task, was stunned for a moment. After recovering, she opened her palm, unfolded the crumpled paper in confusion, and couldn't help but look surprised.

The above seems to be Aztec?

It's somewhat similar to hieroglyphics. I think I've studied it before, but how was it translated?

After a moment of stumbling through the answer, the female PE teacher stared at the crumpled paper in her hand, even more confused.

"Leopard, I'm... watching you...?"

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Meanwhile, Ilya, who was talking with her friends including Nana Kame Moriyama, was pulled aside by the terrified and mysterious academic underachiever, Ryuko Yukimazawa.

"Hey, Ilya, I just heard those student council guys say there's going to be a surprise math test tomorrow! It's terrifying!"

Ilya's breath hitched immediately.

The excitement that lingered on her face after her dominant performance on the field was immediately replaced by a look of distress.

Math has always been my most dreaded subject. My previous disastrous grades had already led to an ultimatum from my teacher: if I failed again, the new math teacher would have to make a home visit. It would be too embarrassing if my dad found out about this.

"Hmph, don't be afraid, Ilya. I've already found out that the exam papers were printed by the student council, so they're stored in the second drawer of the student council office. Everyone's on the playground right now, no one will notice us..."

The academically challenged Yue Jianze Longzi proudly raised his chin, a sense of superiority and pride arising from his "intelligence" welling up within him.

Yup!

Ilya immediately understood, punching her right fist into her left palm. "If I 'observe' the test paper, I'll definitely get a good grade. Although I didn't do well the last few times, it's a promise that as long as I get an A, Dad will take me to Central Park amusement park!"

Or, patting his head, lifting him up high—anything is fine, even…

The silver-haired little girl's mind was filled with the image of her father's gentle kisses on her forehead every night when she pretended to be asleep. She covered her cheeks with her hands like a thief, her pretty face flushed red, and her confused and bewildered gaze revealed her complicated emotions.

No, I'm so shy, it's too explicit!

"Ilya! Ilya!"

Yue Jianze Longzi shook the little girl awake from her reverie, a hint of anxiety and anticipation flashing in his eyes. His grades tomorrow depended entirely on this good friend; after all, even a poor student had to please his older brother and father.

"Okay! Just one look, just one look!"

After whispering among themselves for a while, the two little girls, with their self-deceiving thoughts, sneaked out of the rest area.

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"So, since the start of the school year, there have been five math tests for the primary school students, not three?"

At that moment, Samael, standing in the shade of a tree, watched the two young girls sneaking towards the office building, his face darkening.

"Uh, the new math teacher seems to be an immigrant from China. His teaching methods are a bit...unique?"

Liu Dongyi replied with a dry cough, trying to excuse the suffering junior students.

"What about this exam paper?"

"Don't worry, it's a two-part test. Part A is just practice questions, which the student council will print out. We'll distribute them to them after school anyway. Part B is for the actual test, and we don't have a copy of it with the teachers."

Samael nodded in satisfaction, raised his hand and gave a thumbs-up, his eyes showing approval.

"Well done, young man!"

"Ahem, it's all thanks to you."

The student council president, whose face flushed slightly, firmly declined the "honor" offered.

Samael rolled his eyes at this subtle attempt to shift blame, glanced around, his gaze sweeping over the violent little girl who was warming up and shouting on the field. A hint of doubt flashed in his eyes as he looked at a blond boy who had recently been loitering around Suiqunyuan Academy.

"What's she doing here? Didn't I send her to the Clock Tower?"

"I just transferred schools recently. It seems like I was ordered back, so I'm depressed and cause trouble every now and then."

Mr. Jin, a well-informed and law-abiding citizen, answered casually, a hint of mockery flickering in his red eyes.

"understood……"

Samael's lips twitched slightly, and he had a pretty good idea of ​​why Beatrice had been thrown back to Fuyuki City.

Most likely, he reverted to his old ways, constantly playing the stalker game, which Julian found unbearable, leading to his sending him back.

It's quite remarkable that Julian could tolerate this stalker for six or seven years.

However, given Beatrice's personality, it's highly unlikely she'd stay at Suiqunyuan Academy as a primary school student.

So, she's always causing trouble because...

"Snapped!"

The ancient snake snapped its fingers, its eyes gleaming with understanding, and spoke with a mocking tone.

"Yicheng, go and find someone to tell her a message."

"What?"

When Liu Dongyi urgently inquired, Samael smiled but remained silent.

Suddenly, the student council president, who had gradually figured out the trick of making a deal with the devil, understood immediately. He gritted his teeth and, risking being beaten to death by his own father, raised the stakes again.

"Three jars!"

Samael nodded in satisfaction and spoke leisurely.

“Have someone tell her privately that if she loses this round, it will prove that she is wrong, and the student council will jointly apply to the school board for her expulsion on the grounds of disrupting school order, damaging public property, and inciting antagonism between men and women.”

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Soon after, the sharp whistle blew again, and both teams entered the field.

As the match approached, the girls looked around and were shocked to find that several key players, including Misaya Reirōkan, Illya, and Taiga Fujimura, were all absent. Helpless, they had to look for substitutes of the next level.

Similarly, the male side also seemed to have several unfamiliar faces.

Since their team had brought in outside help first, the girls had nothing to say about it.

At this moment, Samael looked at Liu Dong Yicheng and Youjir beside him, and the two nodded in succession.

Immediately, following the previously established tactics, everyone took their respective positions. The boys' rear area was led by the archer, Young Gil, while the central area was controlled by Samael. The main commanders at the front, besides Ryudo Ichisei, were...

There was also a man with short black hair hanging down his forehead, black glasses perched on his nose, and a cold and indifferent expression.

This is another trump card that Ryu Dong Ilseung has come up with, even after swallowing his pride.

Clearly, the student council president did not place all his bets on the two outsiders.

"Woo!"

With the female PE teacher's command, the second half of the game officially began.

"boom!"

The volleyball was struck towards the center by Liu Dongyi, who leaped high into the air. It was powerful and heavy, accompanied by the whistling sound of the wind.

Ha, still not giving up?

The infant form of the goddess of wisdom, seemingly lacking sleep, slightly perked up and was about to jump when her view was blocked by Beatrice's soaring body in front of her. As the red-haired transfer student swung her arm and hit the ball, it whistled over everyone's heads.

"boom!"

A white shell struck the concrete wall surrounding the playground with precision, leaving a deep crater and kicking up clouds of dust.

"Beep! Out of bounds! Red team scores!"

Soon, the female teacher, acting as referee, blew her whistle and made a fair judgment.

We scored! We scored!

For a moment, the former players in the stands, their faces bruised and swollen, were filled with disbelief. After realizing what had happened, they almost wanted to burst into tears.

"Tch, I accidentally overused it."

Beatrice flicked her wrist, looking annoyed.

Was it an accident?

Athena frowned slightly, a barely perceptible shadow passing through her eyes.

After a short while, order was restored and the game resumed. The men's team, having won back a point, was in high spirits and launched their first well-organized attack.

As the volleyball flew over the block, Beatrice, as the absolute main player, took the lead.

"It's my turn!"

Athena, with her small and agile figure, decisively rushed forward, intending to steal the ball.

"Don't even think about it!"

But before the juvenile goddess of wisdom could launch an attack, a figure of equal height stood domineeringly in front of her, forming a blockade, and once again fiercely slammed the volleyball into...out of bounds?

This sudden turn of events left the team members looking at each other in bewilderment.

"Beatles, do you know what you're doing?"

Athena, her eyes still heavy with sleep, opened them fully for the first time, lowered her voice, and questioned her main opponent in a low voice.

"Let's play ball! Who knew this thing was so light, it's not durable at all."

Beatrice responded casually, grinning and humming softly.

At this moment, Athena, who had already vaguely sensed that Beatrice was acting strangely, made a quick decision and found the current leader, Ayako Mizuki, to give her a serious reminder.

"I suggest you replace her."

"Let's just forget about it. It's common for me to have a bad day..."

However, after thinking for a moment, Ayako Mizuki declined the little girl's suggestion.

I knew it……

Athena sighed and rubbed her forehead, beginning to regret her oversight of hiding behind the scenes and not making her presence felt.

For a child who is not particularly noticeable, his voice in the team is severely lacking.

"Belle Tresley, to the right!"

"You say it's the right, so why should I listen to you? Get out of the way!"

"Idiot, get back to your defensive zone!"

"What do you mean by defense zones? I can go wherever I want."

"Don't come any closer! You're going to crash into us!"

"Get out of the way, let me do it!"

As the match resumed, Beatrice rampaged across the field, throwing the lines into chaos, forcing everyone to fight individually.

Not only that, this violent little girl also fully demonstrated her unreasonable side, ruthlessly seizing control of the ball and then hitting it out of bounds, giving points to the opposing team.

Athena, who was being focused on, was unable to mount an effective defense, and as a result, the central area was lost in quick succession within half a minute of the start of the game.

Is this violent maniac finally giving his act?

Seeing that the promising situation was about to be ruined, the goddess of wisdom couldn't help but speak in a low voice.

"She's betrayed us! What are we waiting for? Replace her!"

Suddenly, the bewildered teammates snapped out of their daze and collectively slammed Beatrice, who had been practically acting, off the stage.

I've done my best, you bunch of idiots, at least do something useful!

After successfully defecting and causing trouble for her own side, Beatrice, having played her due role, inwardly cursed and cheered.

Samael was not surprised by this.

Given Beatrice's brain capacity, barely larger than a walnut, and her thinking, simpler than a paramecium, it's obvious even to a fool that her constant sabotage is clearly a ploy to get expelled from school, and then use that as a pretext to be recalled to the Clock Tower to continue playing the stalking game with her Lord Julian.