Villainous Instructor at the Academy
Chapter 152: Misadventures of class c

Chapter 152: Misadventures of class c

The day started like any other — noisy students, barely functioning minds, and my own grim internal countdown until the next catastrophe. But things took a turn when Felix walked into the room, his face a picture of solemnity. It wasn’t like him at all. Usually, if anything, Felix was too expressive—always wide-eyed, always panicking. But this? This was different.

He had a letter in his hands, and he seemed to be staring at it as though it contained the secrets of the universe... or maybe just the answer to his personal apocalypse. He turned it over a few times, probably checking for an invisible trap, before he stuffed it in his pocket.

My eyes immediately narrowed, a reflex at this point. "Felix," I said, leaning back in my chair, "you look like someone just handed you a letter telling you your family’s bankrupt and the bank’s sending a bear after you. What’s going on?"

Felix didn’t answer at first, his hand twitching toward his coat pocket like he might pull the letter out and burn it. Instead, he stood there, stiff and unreadable, staring at the floor. "It’s nothing," he muttered after a beat.

I raised an eyebrow. "Really? Because you look like you just got told your pet hamster ran away... into a warzone."

Felix’s shoulders slumped, but he said nothing more. He was avoiding my eyes now, his focus seemingly on anything but the truth.

"Felix..." I pressed, trying to see through his stubborn façade. "Come on, what’s this about? I know when you’re hiding something. You look like a walking disaster when you do. Just spill it."

Felix hesitated, then let out a deep sigh. He lowered his voice so the others wouldn’t hear. "I... I need to submit a leave of absence to the academy. I have to go back to my family estate." His eyes flickered briefly to the letter tucked away in his pocket before he quickly looked away again.

I tilted my head, trying to process what he’d just said. "A leave of absence? Felix, if you’re planning on leaving for a personal family thing, that’s one thing. But you’ve been so... what’s the word? Dramatic about it, I’m assuming there’s something more to it?"

Felix fidgeted for a moment. "It’s nothing really," he muttered again, more to himself than to me. "It’s just some family matters."

I could see through the cracks in his mask, but I wasn’t about to push too hard—yet.

Then, an idea, a rather spectacular one, hit me like a runaway wagon. I slammed my hands on the desk, startling Felix.

"Alright, everyone!" I declared, suddenly brimming with fake enthusiasm. "Pack your bags! Get your excuses ready! Felix’s family is calling, and we’re all going on a vacation!"

The class froze, all eyes snapping to me as I waved my hands with exaggerated flair.

"We’re going on a field trip to Felix’s family estate!" I continued, savoring the dramatic effect. "Pack light, don’t bring anything too expensive—you never know when you’ll be dragged through some mud puddles!"

Felix turned his head sharply to me, eyes wide. "W-what? No, Lucian, you don’t—"

"Oh, yes. I do," I interrupted with a grin. "You’ve got something to hide, Felix? Well, too bad! I’m your official academy instructor, which means your family estate is now our family estate! I’ll send them a nice thank-you note after we’ve gotten completely lost in the wilds of whatever backwater your family lives in."

"But—" Felix began, but I wasn’t listening anymore.

"Get your backpacks, everyone!" I shouted. "We leave tomorrow, and you all get a taste of Felix’s charming noble life. It’s an experience you won’t want to forget! Trust me."

The rest of the class was speechless for a moment. Then came the collective groans, complaints, and what might as well have been silent prayers for a disaster to strike so they could avoid this catastrophe in the making.

"Oh, don’t worry, I’m sure there’ll be plenty to do at the Dorne estate," I continued, ignoring their groans. "Who wouldn’t want to see where the magic happens—or, in Felix’s case, where the decorative magic happens?"

"I... I’m not sure this is a good idea," Felix mumbled, looking more like he wanted to collapse under the weight of my ridiculous announcement.

"Too late!" I said, grinning ear to ear. "Already decided. You’re officially on vacation, Dorne. Congratulations. Also, don’t think I didn’t notice your little mood swing there. Family drama? Sounds fascinating."

Felix glanced at me desperately, trying to gauge if this was some kind of cruel joke or if I was really serious.

"I can’t promise we’ll behave. But I can promise we won’t cause too much damage," I added with a wink. "You should be honored. We’re all going to leave our mark on your family’s gracious estate."

"You’re really doing this?" Felix finally managed, though there was no real fight left in his voice. "You can’t be serious."

"I’m always serious," I replied, "except when I’m not. Which, let’s be honest, is about 90% of the time. But I am serious about this trip. Consider it... an educational experience. You’ll learn so much about your classmates... and I’ll learn how much your family estate really doesn’t want us there."

The class collectively groaned again.

As for Felix, he looked defeated. "I didn’t ask for this."

"Oh, yes, you did," I said smugly. "You brought us here. Don’t worry. I’ll make sure your family estate is memorable for all the right reasons. And maybe a few wrong ones too. Who’s to say?"

Felix shot me a look that was part horror, part resignation.

"Well, it’s official now," I said, clapping my hands together. "Tomorrow, we’re off to the Dorne family estate. Everyone, pack your lightest outfits and leave the expensive things behind. You’ll need all your wits to survive the adventure."

With that, I turned and walked out of the room, my hands behind my head, savoring the confusion and chaos I’d just unleashed on Class C.

Felix stood there, frozen in place, as his classmates exchanged worried glances.

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