Chapitre 95: 95. Being a teacher

I nodded at her.

"When?" 

Amanda straightened herself, her eyes spitting venom as her brunette hair was all over the place. She gathered it and bound her ponytail anew.

"You are making the students fight against each other."

Bingo. I raised my arms with helplessness,

"A healthy competition." 

"You promised a reward you didn't go through with." She smiled for a moment, narrowing her eyes, ready to fight this out with me.

"Asking you to bring them water in case someone is at his limit. Companionship amidst the class." I was glancing at the other students standing there; they were all wanting the show to last forever so that they didn't have to continue running.