Deku Sensei Novels & Stories

He ordered: “Tell me about the teachers who have taught me. I want to know more about them.” Reed Jace bowed respectfully and began: “Fourth prince, your music teacher is Raphael Gray. He is known as the ‘Immortal Musician’ because of his exceptional talent. His music can captivate people and even move nature.” Leo Grant continued: “Your chess teacher is Samuel Brooke, a renowned master with the title ‘Chess King.’ He has defeated numerous chess players from neighboring countries. Each of his games is a work of art.”

' Dewey was upset, and his face turned cold as he heard Kye shout. 'I am the Sect Master of Heaven Deviation Path, but Kye Deleon is scolding me in front of everyone. What will others think of me if I don't do anything? 'But, it will be too easy for him to just kill him.' Dewey saw Moriri, and he got an idea. He said, "Moriri, teach this impersonator a lesson." Dewey looked hostile when he gave that order. Dewey knew Kye valued his reputation, and he deliberately ordered Moriri to teach him a lesson. 'Kye must feel like sh*t for being punished by his disciple…'

The rest of the Country J elites fell into a trance as they looked at the scene before them, which felt just like an illusion. Did Brother Mark Duane die so easily? This was too ridiculous! Hewas the first disciple of the number one man in Taekwondo! That man was said to have the power of the God of War, and was likely to become the Chief Instructor of Country J’s military. Yet, for him to die just like that...? Everyone’s faces went ashen. They refused to believe it no matter what, but the bloody facts stood right in front of them.

"Are you sure that's why you call every morning? Or do you just want to hear my voice that badly?" "Nothing gets past you huh Atlas?" I bite down on my pillow to stifle my moan as his chuckle travels through the phone. "Hmmm. You're meant to be an educator Yuzuki-San." "Oh, I think I am being an educator." I could see the smirk that spread across his face by the tone of his voice and I couldn’t help but laugh. "How exactly are you doing that Sensei?" "Well, I got you talking did I not?" "Well, I suppose. But I have always been able to speak, I just choose with whom."

I was just about to make a move and hit him with my fist when he suddenly spoke again, "How amusing. Really amusing. Alright, I will teach you the ways of the warrior. “ “Make sure to treasure this moment since I, Ezekiel D'raizel, will personally teach and train you to reach the peak of yourself. "

And now I’m the one feeling his stare burning into the side of my face. “Today we’re going to try something exciting.” Sensei says, folding his hands and sporting one of his mischievous grins that either means he’s gonna make us beat the shit out of each other, or he’s gonna beat the shit out of us himself. His sharp gaze scans through us like laser beams. “Think of it as a step further; a test of if you’re really ready to face danger; to face an enemy equal to you in combat, tactics and strength.”

When all the papers with the information from all the trainees were completely handed back to Elder Gatan, the trainees had been called out on stage one by one. The first one who got called out was a dime-human with dog ears. He has brown hair and green eyes. With the tall, lithe figure, about 5 feet and 8 inches in height. On his back, a tail with sleek fur was waving downside to side as he walked towards the podium. The speaker HI Stone De Guz Man instructed him to place his naked dominant hand to the screen surface in front of the big bulb. Then he needed to feed it with his densest mana that he could muster.

More importantly, Duan De himself was a Martial King Realm expert, and he should not resist for a second. The sinister-looking young man in a purple robe on a chair had been looking bored all the time. Now, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes. Then, he smiled and said, "Hehe, a little funny. I didn't expect a mouse that can bite. I haven't whacked a mouse in a long time... I got lucky today and can play for a while!" The surrounding Heaven-Splitting Swordsmanship Sect disciples instantly changed their faces and felt nervous in their hearts after hearing that.

No smile of recognition crossed his impassive features. ‘Good evening, sensei,’ she replied, equally formal, though her nipples tensed under her fighting suit. His fiercely masculine yet sensual good looks instilled in her a feeling of tranquillity on one hand and awoke her slumbering sexual passion on the other. His body was perfection. Now, like her, he wore a white gi, though his was girded by a black belt, as he was a third dan in the art, but she knew what he looked like naked. Besides being her master in karate, he lectured on oriental history and art. Karen had proved his most promising student. The opportunities for lovemaking had been legion.

shines with his perfect smile. All of his friends are tough, like superheroes. They fight against injustice and have shiny guns and all of them have secret identities and secret names that they made me swear never to tell. They also know how to chop someone in half with their bare hands, just like Sensei Kai from Big Battle Monster Force. One year for Halloween, Mr. D even dressed as Sensi Kai and showed me how a "real man" takes care of business. "Someday, Ace, you'll be a fighter like me," Mr. D told me. "You might not know this, but you're special. Extra special. I don't teach just anyone."