Top Grade Pure Beauty CEO - Chapter 25 - Can’t Help It, Too Charming!

fake good teacher

“Lay the foundation”

“Experience Yourself”

“Practical Comprehension”

“Flower Sakura? Bullying? Cough, you are still…”

really good teacher

“Learn the flow of cherry blossoms with one stick! 》

“Two sticks realize the hegemony! 》

“Three Sticks Awakens! 》

“What famous teacher Rayleigh? Bah, that’s called a misunderstood child! Preaching and teaching depends on our teacher Kai!”

“Good news! Good news!”

“Mr. Kai’s cram school is open!”

“Package teaching package meeting, places are limited, first come first served!”

Keywords: One Piece, Kaido, Cute, Teacher Kai

- Description from novelbuddy

“You raise your weapon as if it had meaning. My blade had severed meaning itself—you fool.” - Jinn BLADEThrough flames of chaos and the storms of war, Jinn’s story is not for the faint of heart. Fueled by the warmth that surged him forward and born by the catalyst that awoken his true potential and destiny.Through his blades alone shall he cut through destiny.Through his blades alone shall he cut through despair and torment.Through his blades alone shall he cut through his way to stand at the pinnacle of strength.Through his blades alone shall his enemies know fear. Fear of his strength and fear of his name.Jinn Blade is his name.This Novel falls into the Science Fantasy Genre and involves a lot of medieval fantasy elements while mixing together sci-fi elements.[Warning: This novel contains sensitive scenarios]

Surgeon Guan Ryo Is reborn in Naruto’s world! Enjoy his trip as he uses his knowledge of the story to find his path in this troubled world and eventually stand at the top of Konoha!

I had finally done it—achieved the ultimate Paladin build. Maxed stats, impenetrable armor, and so many resistances that death itself had given up on me. I was an unkillable tank, an indomitable force. Nothing could stop me.And then my PC exploded.I died.Irony, thou art a cruel mistress.But instead of the afterlife, I woke up as my Paladin character… in the wrong freaking genre. Instead of castles and dungeons, there were people flying around on swords, shooting qi beams like fantasy laser guns.“This is definitely the wrong genre,” I muttered, watching a pompous young master sneer at me.“Kowtow, kiss my foot, and beg for forgiveness!” he declared.I looked at my imaginary maxed-out health bar, then at his flimsy silk robes.Oh, this was going to be fun.