Chapitre 76: Post Traumatic Stress

"You get punished severely when you mess with almighty Dante!" Dante reaffirmed sternly as if warning his friends. 

"What does that mean?" Simon inquired. 

"It means whatever you think it means!" Dante glared at him and stood up. 

"You are leaving, already? We haven't even started the class..." Simon trailed off as he saw Elijah give him a disapproving look. 

"Nobody questions what I do! Simon, I understand you might be tempted to ask questions as you are daft and clueless but you would be able to keep your head to your neck for long if you learn to keep your stupid questions to yourself." Dante said to him, menacingly and walked out of the classroom, bringing out his phone.

"Wait, Is that a threat?" Simon asked Elijah, panic written on his face.