Chapter 7 part 1 : I Raised a Villains Preciously

“Success!”

“What’s wrong with you?”

Hannah transferred the paint from her hand to Ian’s hands.

“…..”

Ian stared blankly at his yellow palms.

‘Hoo, hoo, hoo.’

Hannah’s hand on her waist was like a male villain in a manhwa.

“Wow~ Look at the Teacher’s vicious expression.”

“Yeah. What should we do, Ian?”

Hannah finally came to her senses when she heard the children whispering behind her back.

‘Was it too much?’

Ian, still looking down at his hands, was silent.

“Um… Ian?”

She called out to Ian with a nervous feeling.

“…Uh.”

“Huh?”

She couldn’t understand what he meant with his small voice.

“…I really hate you.”

“Huh!”

Hannah was shocked by Ian’s words.

“I… Ian?”

Ian struck Hannah’s arm as she put her hand on Ian’s shoulder, which was like stone.

“Don’t touch me.”

There was a pool of tears in his eyes when Ian raised his head.

Ian rose from his chair with an angry face and stormed out of the room.

Meanwhile, Hannah remained shocked.

“…what have I done?”

It daunted on her that what she had done was wrong.

“Oh, no. He’s completely angry.”

“Yeah. I don’t think he’ll come for dinner? I should eat it.”

“Teacher, are you crying?”

The children whispered as they watched Hannah squatting on the floor and putting her face on her knees.

Hannah felt like crying when she saw the yellow and small handprints on her arm.

The hurt look in Ian’s eyes could not be erased.

****

Knock knock.

She knocked on Ian’s door.

“Ian… I left warm milk and snacks at the door. I’m sorry about earlier. Please forgive me. I thought I was being playful, but I went too far. If you don’t want to do something, you don’t need to do it. I’m sorry.”

Hannah, who put the tray down at the door, turned around.

She was at the edge of the hall and looked back again.

She was wondering if the door would open. However, the door did not open at the end.

“The milk should be taken before it cools down….”

Her steps were heavy.

Hannah breathed a sigh as she vented out her frustration.

The front yard of the Nursery school was also a large hill because the Temple was on a low mountain.

As she looked at the mountain, her emotions finally started to calm.

“Raising kids, it’s difficult.”

Is there anything else in the world that’s so hard?

In fact, in her previous life, Hannah had lived far from parenting except for a brief visit to her nephew.

So she didn’t know the proper way to parent children.

As an adult, she thought it was right to correct bad habits, but is it really right to fit children to the standards of adults?

“Phew, I don’t know. I don’t know!”

On second thought, she only had a headache.

Eventually, Hannah ran like a madman in front of the Nursery with tears in her eyes.

After running around for a long time, she shouted with her arms open to the sky.

“Father, give me the answer!”

Munch! Munch!

Before going to sleep, Jeremy, who was looking out the window while chewing on the hidden, clicked his tongue as he looked at Hannah.

“Everyone must be out of their minds here.”

Jeremy, who was watching Hannah for a long time, blew out the candles and walked away.

And today he was sure that he was the most normal human being here.

Hannah, who had run around like a crazy person for a long time, also returned to her room.

Hannah, sitting in front of her room desk, reflected on the day calmly.

“Well, then let’s write something else today before we write a diary.”

Hannah took her diary out of the drawer and picked up white paper.

Then she dipped her pen in ink and wrote on the piece of paper, ‘Last…. Will.’

What she was writing was a will.

“If I disappear in the execution, I’ll leave my will in advance.”

Hannah recalled only two of the three death routes.

******

Of course the tray in front of Ian’s door remained untouched.

Her heart was miserable when she threw it away with her own hands.

‘Phew…’

“Teacher, how many times did you sigh today?”

Maybe every time she breathed?

“Just let it go. He’s stupid to be that upset.”

Finally, Ian said he would skip breakfast.

The breakfast she prepared by vigorously scrubbing and washing the vegetables was not able to get into Ian’s mouth.

“Why don’t we have an outdoor class today?”

“Is it raining?”

“We have to go through rainy days to see that life is always sunny.”

“I like it. I like the sticky snail.”

However despite the situation Jeremy is always bright.

“That’s right… I like rain… Rain… Rain?!”

Hannah suddenly jumped up from the table.

“What’s wrong, Teacher?”

“Ian’s blanket!