<h4>Chapter 231 I''m using unorthodox means to control ss?</h4>


    (POV: Lumiere)


    As I stood before the ss, feeling a mix of frustration, I couldn''t help but wonder why these students were being so difficult.


    I mean, this was a school that was sponsored and reopened thanks to Lucretia.


    If that was the case, then shouldn''t they be more eager to learn.


    Or was I the problem?


    "Could you all please just listen and cooperate?" I implored, my tone tinged with exasperation.


    Suddenly, a girl with vibrant green hair and calm brown eyes spoke up.


    "Well, first of all, Professor, you don''t exactly look the part," she dered, she didn''t seem to care in what manner I viewed her reply. "And secondly, you werete... I think that''s more than enough reason for us not to listen to you."


    I sighed, partly annoyed but also a little amused by how she was able to sound so disrespectfully respectful.


    She spoke in a respectful manner, but her message was disrespectful.


    Strange girl...


    "And you are?" I asked, my frustration notpletely hidden.


    She casually leaned back in her chair, her gaze remaining solemn. "Lum Belforte," she stated.


    As Lum settled down in her seat, I noticed that her breasts seemed to vibrate with each movement.


    "It''s settled, you''re not worth our time," she said.


    Those breasts of hers were one of my biggest frustrations currently.


    And I mean... they were big.


    Lance chuckled as he continued to fuss with his perfectly styled hair in front of a small handheld mirror. "Well, were you ever worth our time to begin with?" he quipped, his gaze fixated on his reflection.


    I rubbed my forehead slowly, attempting to contain my annoyance.


    "So, you''re all really not going to cooperate?" I asked, looking at each of them in turn.


    There was no response, just a collective indifference that seemed to hang in the air.


    I nodded, epting their defiance.


    "Very well then," I said calmly, my smile radiant as I rolled up the scroll.


    cing it back on the table, I turned to face the ss once again.


    "You know what?" I kept on smiling. "I think it''s actually really awesome that I have such interesting students. I''ve always wanted defiant people like you.."


    Their stares turned from an indifferent one, to a confused one.


    With a sly grin, I extended my hand, palm open, ready to unveil my game changer.


    These guys weren''t really bad people, right?


    They just needed... the right motivation...


    I used [Curse Magic], conjuring a Rank B curse to materialize at the back of the ssroom.


    Bausterbuste was what it was called.


    In a grotesque disy, a fat, repulsive worm-like creature emerged, adorned with a multitude of mouths oozing saliva. The revolting sound it produced was enough to make even the strongest stomach churn. However, being positioned at the front of the ss, I was spared from the putrid stench that filled the room.


    Anastasia, seated closest to the cursed monstrosity, couldn''t help but shiver and whimper from the difort.


    Serves you right.


    Sensing the growing unease among the students, I shed them a reassuring smile and nonchntly informed them, "Oh, don''t be scared guys. That... thing''s just a dear friend of mine. You needn''t worry."


    Confusion and panic spread among the ss, but I remained unfazed.


    This was definitely going to get their attention and cooperation.


    I picked up the scroll and announced, "Well then, let''s begin with a simple roll call, shall we?"


    It was like the ss was starting afresh.


    Silence hung in the air, an ufortable tension palpable.


    The curse monster let out a thunderous gurgle.


    "Y... Yes," the entire ss stammered.


    "Oh, good." I smiled even more.


    My eyes went back to the scroll, rather than reading in the normal order, I read it in the order of the ones who frustrated me the most.


    "Anastasia Clive," I called.


    She didn''t respond, her pride didn''t let her.


    its grotesque tongue gently caressing Anastasia''s neck, causing her to swallow hard before stuttering out a hesitant "present".


    It was hard not to chuckle and relish in their difort.


    "Oh, how absolutely delightful!" I eximed, my amusement shining through.


    "Luna Mercurius," I called.


    "P... Present," her pride, the hardest to swallow.


    Gaining momentum, I continued with the roll call, each student offering a reluctant response under the menacing presence of the curse monster.


    Their stuttered replies echoed through the room.


    After the roll call had beenpleted, I took a moment to relish in their cooperative fear before turning my attention to the task at hand - teaching the ss.


    I decided to maintain the presence of the curse monster, ensuring that any slip-ups wouldn''t go unpunished.


    "So guys, I''m Lumiere Del Silva, your professor for Magical Engineering."


    Sighing with an air of forced respect, Luna, seated at the front of the ss, spoke up. "Professor," she began, sarcasm was the foundation of her tone, "perhaps you didn''t get the memo, but we already have a Magical Engineering professor."


    Aidan, his sses always perched perfectly on his nose, added with a sigh, "It seems you don''t even know what course you''re supposed to be teaching."


    Chuckling at Aidan''s remark, I replied, "Oh I''m sorry, I didn''t get what you said,e again?"


    The curse monster sprouted three tongues from its multitudes of mouths and then these tongues rolled into the clothes of Aidan and gently licked his chest and neck.


    Everyone else got grossed out.


    "Ugggghh," they all said, their faces twisted in disgust.


    "Apologies sir," Aidan said, his body silently vibrating with irritation.


    Iughed. "That''s fine, I just didn''t hear what you said earlier."


    Anastasia, discontented, interjected, "There should bews against this."


    "Honestly," said Lum.


    Elise, the scarf girl, nodded slowly. Her own silent way of agreeing with Anastasia.


    With a sly smile, I responded, "Well, Anastasia, thosews don''t exist yet, do they?"


    My attention went back to the ss.


    "I''m well aware of the course subject. It just so happens that I have a special arrangement with Miss Lucretia, your usual professor. We''ll be covering for each other when needed, depending on our individual schedules."


    The self-absorbed Lance chimed in. "Aunt Lucretia didn''t mention being busy today, though," he stated.


    "Aunt?" I repeated, raising an eyebrow.


    Lance chuckled, his confidence apparent as he checked himself out in the mirror. "You wish," he taunted.


    With a snap of my fingers, I dismissed the curse monster, its gtinous form vanishing in an instant. "Now then," I said, enjoying the unease in their faces, "let''s begin this magical engineering ss in earnest, shall we?"