บท 41: To make peace by pretending to be a saint

(multiple pov)

Sitting at the back, Olezkha Von sneered while trying to hold back a deep chuckle.

This side of his woman is new. He had always thought her to be gentle and magnanimous.

Now though, it seems her tolerance is simply extremely high.

His silver gaze drifted from her blue-haired head down that slim back before returning to the irritated look on her face.

Right now, they were six students present in the class; her, two male students from the same class, the girl she had simply insulted, her friend who stood silently by with her gaze sneakily watching him, another female student from their A-one first-year class with fear written all over her face and himself.

"Student Jah, there is no need to go that far by insulting me when I'm offering you advice."