153 Cruel Facts, Kill the Teacher's Choice

In the darkness of the night, a gloomy atmosphere enveloped Ikeda's home, and in the darkness, the faint light filled the whole room, and outside, the light of the two lanterns became the most dazzling existence in the night, but the two words "taboo" on it seemed so out of place. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Astound. Mr. Asano's whole body trembled slightly, and the basketball in his hand, which he wanted to use as a gift, also fell to the ground. The empty sound echoed in his head, unable to dissipate for a long time.

"I heard it was a suicide. It seems to have been maliciously bullied by the seniors of the club. Not only was he violently assaulted, but he was also extorted a lot of money. Microsoft's voice came from Asano-sensei's ears, and the woman endured the grief in her heart and said to Asano-sensei. Ikeda's mother, on the other hand, was already crying.

"He's been recognized as a gentle and good boy since junior high school, even so, right? It's good to resist a little..."Listening to what the woman said, Mr. Asano's psychology became more and more unpleasant, and the correct and heartfelt educational concept in his heart also deviated slightly.

Mr. Asano was late, and he didn't even see the last side of Ikeda-san's body, so he could only sit silently in front of Ikeda-san's photo with his head bowed, without saying a word.

What did I teach, to produce good students? Can a person who dies in three years still be considered a good student? On the one hand, the weepings of Ikeda's relatives continued, and in his mind, a twisted decision became more and more determined.

Strong students must be produced, otherwise everything is meaningless.

So, what exactly is powerful? First of all, as a teacher, I must know all the greatness, just as I knew all the excellence in the beginning.

All this is for my students, and I should and must know the so-called powerful.

After that, time flew by, and I learned all kinds of power, the men who killed my students, the ones I used to make them addicted to gambling and become invalids (the same one I met last time on the street), and the brainwashing techniques were improved through them, and I reopened the school, and used the school building, which symbolized my weakness, as a place to guard the weak.

Strong, as long as they are cultivated strong, even if they encounter danger, they can survive by sacrificing others, for this reason, money and talents are necessary, it is necessary to be able to use education, so they will do everything to cultivate as many strong people as possible, and now, the weak and the strong have left me... There was only death left in front of him.

"Come on, Chairman Asano, let's open the last one." Teacher Kill said with a smile, "No matter how good you are, once you open the problem set with bombs, you can't be safe." ”

"This is a gamble you proposed, if you don't want to die, just admit defeat obediently." Teacher Kill said proudly, as if he had eaten Chairman Asano to death.

The chairman's gaze swept slightly to the students on the side, Yoshida was taken aback, but Kataoka was unmoved, "Moreover, even if the chairman fires and kills the teacher, it doesn't matter." ”

"I'm reluctant to leave this school building," Yukiko smiled softly, "but we'll go with Teacher Kill." ”

"Even if we run away from home, even if we get into the deep mountains and old forests of that one, we will maintain this three-year E class until March next year." On behalf of all the students of Class E, Isobei said seriously.

"This year's three-year class E has always hindered my education." At the moment of the crisis, Chairman Asano still has no change in face, "How many times have you fought against me?" ”

"Kill the teacher," the chairman turned to the killing teacher, "according to my educational philosophy, even if you really destroy the earth, it doesn't matter. The chairman said fiercely, stretched out his hand to the workbook in front of him, the pull ring bounced open, and the flames splashed, it was a real bomb!

If the earth were destroyed, then all people would be equal to the end, and there would be no oppression as long as my students were preached. That's one of the ideals of my education. The figures of the three classmates he had taught seemed to appear in front of him, and Chairman Asano closed his eyes in satisfaction.

When the smoke cleared, the chairman soon found that his body was surrounded by a layer of dry substance, and when he came back to his senses, there was a smug laugh in his ears.

"Sticky and slippery... Have you forgotten my molting skills? Teacher Kill said proudly, but there was no trace of contempt in his eyes.

"Huh?" The chairman looked at the viscous substance covering him, "Once a month skill?" Why not on your own? ”

"I gave it to you." Teacher Kill carefully folded the peeled skin, "If I win the bet, you will definitely choose to blow yourself up." ”

"Huh? Why are you sure I'm going to do this? The chairman was stunned for a moment, but quickly came to his senses and stood up.

"Because we're the same kind of people." Kill the teacher said seriously.

"Huh?" The corner of the chairman's eyes twitched.

"We are all educational freaks who stick to our own opinions, and even if we pay for our lives, we will complete the ideal education." Teacher Kill smiled, "During the exam, I went to think about your former students and inquired, your previous teacher image, and what happened, the education method I am pursuing now is very similar to your education method more than ten years ago, I am a little luckier than you, there is an E class." ”

"There are enough students here, and they are also in the same situation, so they can unite and resist in the face of trials and trials. You don't have to worry about it alone, you can talk to someone else. Teacher Kill looked back at everyone in Class E, smiled, and returned his gaze to Chairman Asano again, "And Chairman, the person who established this Class E is none other than you." ”

"You finally. Or is it an unintentional continuation of your former educational ideals. "This knife can only hurt me, I can't teach them how to hurt people's lives, I have the same ideals as you." Education is not about stifling, but about cultivating, and from now on, we will continue to implement each other's educational ideals. Teacher Kill said, and stretched out his tentacles to the chairman, but the chairman did not stretch out his hand.

Almost unconsciously, the chairman once again recalled the story of his early meeting with Ikeda-san...

"It's okay to play outside, but it's not good to skip class, Ikeda-san." Mr. Asano said softly. (To be continued.) )