Boruto Teachers Novels & Stories

Athena was embarrassed at all the things he pointed out, she glanced at him and all his attention was on the slice he was buttering, “you know, it almost sounds like I am taking lectures.” “You are taking lectures,” he said, placing the slice on her plate, he looked at her and their eyes met, “and I am the tutor.”

He went and sat on the teacher’s chair so I guess he was our teacher. But the weird thing was that he laid his head down on the table and in no time was sleeping. “This situation is pretty awkward”. Then I saw one of the students moving towards the teacher’s chair. She slightly shook him and said,” Umm …. Sir. Were you not supposed to give us some instructions or maybe teach us something?” The teacher yawned and pointed towards her chair hinting her to go back. She went back and sat on her chair then the teacher introduced himself. He said tiredly, “My name is Tsubaki Rei and (he yawned) I’m your ability control teacher. I can see that most of the students are missing which means Miss Harmon

Miss Joana asked one of the male teachers who had just arrived. "Oh? Who are you?" Miss Joana took off her glasses and looked annoyed at the man in front of her. "I'm a new teacher here. I teach English." "Really? It's no wonder I've never seen you. Oh, let me introduce myself, I’m Bagus, the mathematics teacher." Miss Joana just stared at Mr. Nice's outstretched hand without intending to accept it. Not long after, the bell rang. "Oh I have to teach now. Please move aside, you are blocking my way."

Brojen said in mock astonishment. Sabu sir, the music teacher came towards them, wearing a white kimono held with a black belt worn across his waist like a giant ugly ribbon. He reached the group and bent forward with his hands clasped to his sides. “Oos” he yelled. And looked around. “I’ll be teaching you karate. Understand?” He said in his typical broken English. ‘Not again!’ Jyotsna rolled her eyes.

“Your son has shown… tremendous entrepreneurial spirit lately.” Kenichi nodded awkwardly, his eyes catching on the strange pin on the teacher’s collar. Was that a badge that read—“Kimura Financial Group: Employee of the Month”? Once the parent-teacher conference officially began, Ms. Sato pulled up a video on the projector. The footage showed seven-year-old Takuto Kimura standing at the front of the classroom, a chalkboard eraser in hand like a judge’s gavel. A dozen classmates surrounded him, clutching snacks like currency.

Not many expected a different result from the teachers tournament as much as they did from the students' tournament. The reigning champion of the students' tournament was Fuji Anato. In case you don't remember him, he was the guy that bullied Marie Rosewell a while back. He was a two-time champion and that meant that he won the tournament in first and second year and was aiming for his third win. He was also aiming to finally defeat his father in the teacher student face-off.

Especially Emma Sutton, who seems to see his next target. He was wearing a suit and black trousers at the bottom. He also wears an expensive watch that makes the guys stare at it. "Thank you everyone...so let me introduce myself first," he said, then let out his wide smile. "I'm Mr. Gojo, your instructor for today. Maybe you're asking, "Why not Mr. Rayven?" I mean, yeah, I get it. It might look like he's much more familiar with you guys, but I have to do this job or I'm dead," he said to them, joking while wearing a weird smile.

Kai felt a surge of adrenaline as he made a B-line for his target. Poor Jacob. He was going to destroy that pretty-boy face of his. He was almost there, almost had his throat around that poor bastards neck, when he noticed Mr Burton was the teacher on duty today. There was always one teacher guarding the gates, and it was usually doddery old Miss Fisher on a Friday. It was just Kai's luck that the old coot was sick today. Mr Burton gave Kai one of his famous looks.

What is meant here is that those who can manage Mingzhu Energy or Nebula Energy have all recognized Aakash as a master. As a spellcaster, this Master Aakash has a fragrant name and has become a conversation among new students. Many were captivated and chose it. "Just a minute Aakash. Maybe this time you should give another chance to others." Suwa Hiromoto, the only female teacher, interrupted Master Aakash's words.

“And did you know his teacher is a stoner?” I let out a long sigh. Of course she was. It wasn’t exactly a surprise. The entire staff seemed like they were barely holding it together. “Yes, a lot of them are. Most of the teachers come from the rogue commune. What were you expecting?” I replied dryly. “It’s unacceptable,” he shot back, his voice edged with irritation.