"L-let’s begin," he stammered.
It was the Principal, holding a letter with a gold seal. "Sensei," she said, her voice uncharacteristically soft. "The Regional Board is sending an observer tomorrow. For your first-period class." YOWA YOWA SENSEI Chapter 94 - Read Next Chapter 95
The final bell had rung an hour ago, but the faculty room still held its usual quiet tension. Yowa Yowa Sensei—frail, pale, and perpetually on the verge of a sneeze—sat hunched over a stack of exams. His pen trembled as he marked a single red circle. A small victory. "L-let’s begin," he stammered