Teacher Deku 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.”

"What do I mean...ummm well. Forget it and just show me your notes. What did you want to cover today?" "I wanted to ask about the Japanese Samurai. I am curious to know more about Oda Nobunaga." Professor Oakley stumbles on his words, and looks at my eyes intently. After fifteen minutes he stops talking. "Professor Oakley. Is something wrong? I can leave if that would be easier for you. I know it's early and you don't have to tutor me anymore. I know it's a hardship." He raises his hands in the air and I don't see a wedding band. His desk also has no pictures on it indicating that he might not be involved with anyone. Perhaps he is single. Maybe it's not all in my head.

I laughed. Our teacher walked in, cutting our conversation short. He was a fire elf. His long red hair and pointed ears gave him away. Like all elves, he was drop dead gorgeous. He had dark green, yet bright, eyes. Long slender features with a strong jaw. I can't lie, I was totally checking my teacher out. "I think you dropped something." Augustus whispered. "Huh?" "Your jaw. Stop looking at the teacher like you want to fu.ck him." He arched his brow.

The Omniscient Deity nodded. Sky quickly reacted and knelt on one knee. “Sir.” He did not doubt the Omniscient Deity’s claims to be his teacher. Sky knew his teacher was strong, and the Omniscient Deity was indeed a powerful ninth-ranked grandmaster.

" Tukijo gasped. Mrs. Sulastri approached Tukijo and saw a paper with the formulas for temperature and heat and their descriptions on Tukijo's desk. Instantly Tukijo's body was petrified, his heart was beating fast. His body broke out in cold sweat. Udin knows Tukijo's weakness, which is not being able to deal with the teacher directly. It was as if something was pressing on his mouth, so Tukijo's mouth immediately stuttered, and it was very difficult to make a sound. Moreover, Mrs. Sulastri, who is famous as the Teacher Killer for class Natural Science 2, made Tukijo even more depressed. "Udin bastard!" Tukijo muttered. Mrs. Sulastri looked at Tukijo with a sharp gaze. "Go out!" he snapped

He didn't even bother to pack up the books he dispersed on the desk. "Buddy, I ain't joking when I said that assistant mentor is hot. She is so beautiful" Jacob sang and jogged to catch up with Jude. "You get horny, you fuck, but not some random fellow. The lady is a staff, a teacher. How can your dick yearn for a fucking teacher? not in any fucking other school but in your fucking high school? I am not making a shitty record for now because I'm limited till the end of our exams, and of course, don't mention that bullshit fucking more" Jude growls in a rush tone and faces his friend who only had a pouted lips.

“I have no idea, Sir!” Thedeus’ expression shifted. “Let me tell you. Miru Scarlet is my cousin and Darcy Quint is my instructor’s wife!” The revelation shocked Thedeus like a bolt of lightning. His mind went blank. “C-Chief commander! I’m sorry! I was just kidding! I didn’t mean it! Please!” He got down on his knees and started begging for mercy. “I can forgive you.” Albert nodded, which delighted Thedeus. Then, he added, “But my instructor won’t forgive you.”

However, who else could he be? - Uh-uh ... Hello, - said, finally, Sammy. - Good afternoon, girls. The man nodded to both friends. - Are you going to my lesson? - And who are you? Leah butted in, pushing Samantha a little. “Where is Kami… Mr. Yamamoto?” - I am your biology teacher, my name is Thomas Becker. The former was fired, as far as I know. Now, please, go ahead, you are delaying the lesson. And please don't be late again, miss?

She is currently lounging on the living room sofa, drinking a fresh blood bag and watching a ridiculously gory slasher movie on the flat screen. I am running on the communal treadmill in the corner, burning off my heavy Wagyu dinner, my body drenched in sweat. "So, about our Class 1 teachers," Liviel calls out over the sound of chainsaw massacres on the TV. "The curriculum is split into Academic and Practical training." I increase the speed on the treadmill. "Go on." "Our Academic homeroom Professor is the Awakener of the God of Abundance. He is incredibly gentle and soft-spoken most of the time. But whatever you do, do not piss him off. When he gets angry..."

“Dash Slaughtrus Vandelion.” I pouted and bite on the fruit again when he didn’t asked for my name. Fine, I will introduce myself to you! I cleared my throat and swallowed the remaining food on my mouth. “My name is Rosella Hasneka Codinera. I am 18 years old. I just finished senior high school and will be taking up Education. I want to be a teacher,” the n I stop. “Do you know what a teacher is?” I can’t believe I can talk too much!