The four top figures of Hobi Academy had left, leaving behind a group of stunned playboys. Rebecca ignored them completely, walking straight to her seat. She casually glanced at the unnamed boy she had beaten the day before...

A soft cushion was placed under his seat. Clearly, he’d gotten his butt spanked after going home yesterday. Tsk tsk tsk, poor thing...

Thanks to Rebecca’s ferocity and warnings from Laura and others, the class was dead quiet today. Perfect for reading~

Hmm~ Yesterday’s long talk with Maggie gave her many insights. Plus, Rebecca had started planning the Demon Potion to lift Maggie’s curse. Hmm, it needed black dragon’s blood—not too hard, but a hassle. Anyway, if she was helping, she’d see it through. Time to hunt a black dragon later~

This usually rowdy class had fallen eerily silent, making time drag painfully slow. Weirdly, the teacher hadn’t shown up all morning. Ugh, without those lullaby-like lectures, they couldn’t even nap. So annoying.

Just then, a jarring voice cut through the quiet.

"Yo~ Grindon~ Heard you got your ass kicked, then ran crying to the Princess? Hahaha, what a joke~ Hahahaha~" A gang of students in sloppily worn uniforms appeared at the door. Obviously troublemakers. Guess Hobi Academy had more than one rotten class.

"It wasn’t me who called the Princess!" The boy Rebecca had beaten—now known as Grindon—shot back. Truth was, he hadn’t summoned her; his sister had, after Rebecca lifted her skirt for revenge.

"Hahaha~ Look at you, frail as a sparrow in a dress~ Stick to playing with your class girls~ Hahaha~" The taunter mocked Grindon in a girlish whine.

"Say that again!?"

"I said you’re just a little woman! Beaten up, then begging the Princess for backup! You’ve got royal blood, sure—but you’re no Rucadan royal!"

"Bastard!" Grindon snapped, lunging forward. Outnumbered and still sore from yesterday, he was slammed to the floor in seconds.

"What? Mad? Want payback? Go whine to the Princess like a girl~ I’m waiting~~ You’re weak as hell, I rea—huh?" The bully’s rant died as a book suddenly blocked his face. He looked up into a stunningly beautiful face. "Uh? Who’re you...?"

Rebecca smiled slightly and shoved the book into his arms. Grindon and the whole class lit up with excitement. This scene felt way too familiar...

"Whoa, when’d your class get such a beauty? Hey gorgeous, wanna discuss—AHHHHH~" He never finished. Rebecca’s fist sent him flying into his gang behind him.

"Get lost!"

"Cough... you... you..." This punch packed real force. Sweat beaded on his face from the pain, words failing him.

"What? Unsatisfied? Go cry to your mommy like a... little girl... I’m waiting." Rebecca threw his own taunt back at him.

"You... cough... who are you?"

"Me?" Rebecca pointed at herself, grabbed another book, and bent down to whack his head repeatedly. "You’re not worthy... to know my name... Understand? Understand? Understand?"

Each whack grew harder. Rebecca was furious—daring to interrupt her reading? Asking for death!

"Boss! You... you bitch!" His underlings finally charged forward.

Rebecca punched left, kicked right, and flattened the whole rabble in seconds.

"All of you... get lost!" she hissed coldly.

Grindon’s gaze at Rebecca shifted. So did the entire class’s.

But Rebecca’s next words made the slightly moved Grindon choke.

"Also... Grindon... only I get to bully him..."

"What’s going on? Huh? Fighting?" Professor Monise suddenly stood at the door.

Spotting her, the gang ignored their aches and bolted.

"Stop! You there! Stop now!" Monise yelled, but they didn’t even slow down.

"Vermin of the empire! Scum!" Monise spat. She glared at Grindon on the floor, then at Rebecca—the only one standing near the door. "Was it you? Again? I knew you lied yesterday. Said you didn’t beat anyone? Were those guys just now your work?"

Well, caught red-handed...

"Professor Monise, leave this to me. I’ll handle their education." A voice sounded behind her.

"Ah... Professor Lorin, this..."

"Don’t worry, Professor Monise~"

"Professor Lorin, reconsider. Your knowledge belongs with top students—not wasted on trash like them!" Monise’s words made the class seethe silently. They stared at the stunningly beautiful woman behind her—mature, elegant, radiating grace~~

"Professor Monise, I chose this class for good reason. And I disagree: everyone deserves education. Calling it a ‘waste’ just gives up on them. That’s wrong."

"This... but... however..."

"Trust me! I’ll teach them well. And this girl—I’ll punish her severely!"

"Fine. Professor Lorin, ask if you need help." Monise left, shooting one last glare at the students.

"Alright~ Everyone to your seats~ This student’s punishment? Waived today~" The beautiful teacher smiled at Rebecca. "Professor Noko resigned. I’ll teach your physical training and some cultural classes now~ I’m Lorin~ Hope we get along~"

Rebecca slid back to her seat, squinting at the smiling teacher on the podium. She frowned, thinking: *How did this Blood Clan woman end up teaching at Hobi Academy?*

Right. This was none other than the Blood Clan girl who’d clung to her last night~~