Sir Ares, Goodnight

"We want our summer vacation. Please give us back our vacation!" the children protested.

Grayson threw the test papers in his hand onto the table and cleared his throat. "These are your scores for the make-up lessons. The lowest score is 11, and the highest is 59. With such marks, even summer vacation won't want you guys to be a part of it."

The children started giggling happily.

Grayson continued, "You lot will enter Imperial Domain Experimental Middle School next semester and study in a class with other students. The bottom 1 2 positions in the class will probably belong to you guys. Aren't you embarrassed?"

"Why should we be embarrassed? There's a bible saying that goes, 'If not me, then who?' Someone has to be at the bottom in every class, so if it's not us, it'll be someone else anyway," said Baby Robbie. Grayson felt utterly dispirited. "Are your skins as thick as melon peels?"

The children shook their heads.

"Mine's as thick as a watermelon peel." "Mine's pumpkin."

"Mine's cantaloupe."

"Mine's as thick as bitter gourd."

"Unteachable children!" Finn sighed.

hopeless cases!" Storm

each other in dismay, slightly at a

children started rioting despotically. "Summer, summer, we want

of warmth and spring flowers, but it felt like snowflakes were floating about. Even the temperature inside the classroom had

on the Ghost members' faces instantly,

a new teacher?" The

teacher will be teaching you children during

on the

vacation going up in smoke. They were immediately filled with complaints about this insensitive

poor that he needs to rely on summer make-up

one leg on top of the other and flipped a fountain pen around his hand at lightning

the door with

with splendid prospects, the children's bitter and resentful gazes

covered with frost. He appeared indifferent,