Miss Riddler just wants to level up in peace.

It felt like being publicly executed.

It feels like being caught red-handed looking at something strange; it's incredibly uncomfortable.

The heat on her face rose to her ears, and Ziyao tightened the towel around her neck.

"It's you! What are you doing at the academy? You're not planning to do something bad, are you?"

Kiana recognized Ziyao and exclaimed in surprise.

"Don't be silly, Kiana. Nightingale is our teacher."

The girl's face was strangely familiar, and Mei was stunned for a moment before recognizing her through her hazy memory.

Moreover, there's a familiar shadow about her... Is it just my imagination?

Mei thinks you're a kind person. How much does she like you?

The monitoring panel suddenly froze.

[Without you, Mei feels the world has lost its color. Affection level: 100]

?

Ah this.

When Ziyao paid attention to him again, his favorability rating returned to the twenties.

Could it be that the system is malfunctioning?

"You all take your time washing, I have some things to do..."

It's good that they didn't recognize me; I almost thought I'd been caught red-handed on my first day here.

Ziyao breathed a sigh of relief; the best of the thirty-six stratagems is to flee.

"Hey, you haven't rinsed the foam off your hair yet."

Kiana suddenly took her hand; being a kind-hearted person, she couldn't just stand by and do nothing.

This can really damage your hair, making it dry, split, and frizzy...

"Thanks...."

Helpless, Ziyao had no choice but to turn on the shower and carefully style her hair.

"Nightingale... Teacher... cough cough, what level of Valkyrie are you?"

Kiana sat down next to Ziyao and asked frankly.

She clearly remembered that the day before yesterday, Ziyao had single-handedly eliminated hundreds of Honkai Beasts.

The towering lightning and the girl's composed figure were etched into her heart like a steel stamp.

She wants to become such a powerful Valkyrie someday!

"A-level."

The information stated that Ziyao believed she probably wasn't even at the B level.

"At the same level as Mei and the class president..."

"So young to be a teacher? Hey, Auntie... cough cough, wait, how much does Principal Theresa pay you?"

Ziyao tied her hair up. "I'm just a school nurse, I make about a few thousand..."

Aside from attending classes, I spend most of my time in the infirmary, a job perfect for slacking off.

"I really want to do commissions and jobs too, but I don't have any money to buy snacks."

Kiana puffed out her cheeks in dissatisfaction.

"Kiana, you can't borrow from the teacher."

After taking a shower, Mei walked out of the stall wrapped in a bath towel.

Her fair skin, as white as cream, had a slight rosy glow, and the thick bath towel couldn't hide her firm breasts.

The sight of a young girl emerging from her bath is like a perfectly brewed glass of red wine; her mere scent is enough to intoxicate.

“…”

Ziyao's heart skipped a beat.

After glancing at it a couple of times, I immediately turned my head away and ignored it.

We can't hold on, we can't hold on.

With blushing and hearts pounding, everyone changed their clothes.

Back in the teachers' dormitory, Ziyao breathed a sigh of relief.

So preoccupied with what had happened before, I didn't even lock the door.

It would be terrible if we were discovered.

Journeying to the academy is like walking on thin ice; one must be extremely cautious.

I'm tidying up the bedding; I have to go to work tomorrow, so I need to go to bed early tonight.

A drunken, unsteady figure walked past the window.

There was a rustling sound coming from the door next door, as if someone had used the wrong key and couldn't open it.

Then, the figure went to try it out room by room.

Finally, it came to Ziyao, and it opened with a twist.

"Who?"

Ziyao leaned against the wall, and a cold gun quietly appeared in her hand.

"Himeko?"

She recognized the red-haired woman in front of her, who was drunkenly searching for a familiar sofa, but was confused because it wasn't her room.

"Come on, wake up a little..."

Ziyao helped him to bed and redeemed a glass of chilled plum juice from the system space to help him sober up.

The system contains very little of value.

It's almost entirely filled with daily necessities; they might as well just rename it a department store.

Well, it turned out to be a lucky accident.

"Theresa, I'm not drunk, I can drink a lot... don't worry..."

The air conditioner had just been turned on, so the room was a little stuffy.

Himeko unbuttoned her blouse, revealing a large expanse of skin.

"Lord... cough cough, Himeko, it's time to take your medicine."

Ziyao helped Jizi up, and the dress that revealed her back made her feel like she could touch strange places through the gaps.

As a virtuous person, Ziyao took a deep breath and told herself that she liked the girly type.

Moreover, she is a girl.

With such a pitiful body, it's impossible to cook without rice.

The deep red hangover soup paired perfectly with her red lips, and Ziyao half-forced her to drink it.

Despite being very careful, a few drops still fell onto the bed along the way.

"Pfft... cough cough."

After drinking the hangover soup, Himeko immediately calmed down and became drowsy.

He treated the bed as his own and naturally went to sleep.

"..."

Ziyao is numb, why don't you go back to your own room and sleep?

Remembering that Himeko had a key, Azusa planned to move her back to her room.

But after searching around for a long time, I still couldn't find the keychain.

It's so late at night, and there's not even a sofa in the room. I can't possibly sleep on the floor, can I?

Looking at the red-haired mature woman lying on the bed with her clothes disheveled, Ziyao sighed.

Himeko has terrible sleeping habits; even on a large bed, she takes up at least 60% of the space.

Oh well, it's not like we can't squeeze in if we try...

With the blanket as the dividing line, Ziyao lay on the other side of the bed.

I always feel a little uncomfortable when there are people around.

After drifting between sleep and wakefulness for a long time, the girl finally managed to drift off to sleep.

The next morning.

Before the rising sun and birdsong, Himeko was the first to wake up.

The hangover gave her a headache, and she felt groggy and listless.

I think I drank quite a bit last night, and then...

He blacked out after drinking and couldn't remember anything that happened last night.

Upon waking up, I was greeted by an unfamiliar ceiling and... a strange girl?

Himeko noticed that the buttons on her dress were upside down; she shouldn't have buttoned them incorrectly yesterday.

A few glaring drops of blood stained the pristine white bedding, instantly stunning her.

"..."

The sun shone through the window, and the soft, warm morning light woke Ziyao.

Rubbing her sleepy eyes, she saw Himeko sitting on the bed, silent and expressionless.

"Teacher Nightingale, I will take responsibility for you."

Volume 1: Chapter 26 Are there any special talents among them?