I Became a Kindergarten Teacher for Monster Babies!-Chapter 312 Vlad Jr.’s Answers

Before she could even say the name, Drake blurted it out excitedly, wings flapping. "Vlad Jr.! That’s definitely Vlad Jr.’s notebook because it’s so pretty and beautiful!"

Vlad Jr., who had been sitting with perfect posture the entire time, straightened further and cleared his throat. "Of course. Presentation is important," he said primly, brushing imaginary dust off his sleeve.

Alina chuckled. "I could tell it was yours the moment I saw the bat." She flipped through the notebook, her eyes widening slightly—there wasn’t a single blank page. Each one was filled with tidy handwriting and little touches of elegant style. "Oh my, not one page left empty," she said with admiration. "You even decorated the margins."

Vlad nodded proudly. "A nobleman’s work must reflect his class."

Drake rolled his eyes. "It’s just a notebook, not a royal thingy."

Boo floated beside him, whispering dramatically, "Shh, he might curse you with grammar."

The class snickered, and Alina laughed softly before reading aloud. "Alright, let’s see Vlad Jr.’s first answer."

She began, her tone light but intrigued. "The sky is beautiful when it’s dark, but when it’s bright, it’s annoying because it burns my skin."

The entire class burst out laughing.

Drake slammed his hands on the desk. "See! He’s allergic to daytime!"

Boo was already rolling midair, giggling uncontrollably. "I knew it! He’s the Night Prince of Grammar!"

Vlad Jr. raised a brow, completely unbothered. "Unlike some of us, I have sensitive skin. Sunlight is vulgar."

"Vulgar?" Luna frowned. "It’s just light!"

"Exactly," Vlad replied coolly, crossing his tiny arms. "It has no manners. It barges in without permission."

Even Alina couldn’t stop giggling at that. "Oh, Vlad Jr.," she said kindly, "you really have your own way of seeing the world."

He nodded with quiet pride. "A refined perspective, teacher."

Alina smiled, still holding back laughter from Vlad Jr.’s dramatic first answer, and turned to the next page. "Alright, now let’s see what our little gentleman wrote for question two."

She began reading aloud in her calm, warm tone. "Five words that start with S: Silence, Shadow, Silver, Supper, and Symphony."

A chorus of "Ooooh!" rippled through the class.

"See? Told you many times," Vlad Jr. said smugly, brushing an invisible speck off his sleeve. "My vocabulary is sophisticated."

Boo floated close, blinking curiously. "What’s sym... symfoony?"

"It’s symphony, Boo," Vlad corrected patiently. "It means beautiful music played together."

"Oh," Boo said, glowing faintly pink. "Like when I and Drake sing during lunch?"

Vlad Jr. looked genuinely pained. "That... is not a symphony. That’s a natural disaster."

Drake gasped, clutching his chest. "Excuse me! My roar is majestic!"

Luna rolled her eyes. "Majestic? It sounds like a frog trying to burp."

The whole class burst out laughing again, and Alina had to cover her mouth to stop herself from joining too loudly.

Once everyone settled down, she flipped to the next page. "Alright, last question—name five animals you know."

For a brief moment, Alina paused, blinking at the page in surprise. Human?

Her eyes sparkled as she read, "Wolf, lion, tiger, fox, and human."

The class went silent for two seconds before Boo gasped dramatically. "Human?! That’s not an animal!"

Vlad Jr. smirked. "Technically, it is. They are intelligent mammals. I read that in the library."

Drake tilted his head, clearly impressed. "You study humans? That’s kinda creepy but cool."

Luna frowned. "Then why didn’t you write ’vampire’? You are one!"

"I prefer mystery," Vlad said simply, giving a small, smug smile.

Boo floated over his desk, whispering loudly to Felix, "He probably didn’t write vampire because it’s his species! That’s cheating."

Felix nodded wisely. "True. Like if I wrote ’handsome’ as an animal."

Alina couldn’t hold it in anymore—she laughed softly before shaking her head. "Alright, everyone, enough teasing poor Vlad Jr. His answers are creative and written beautifully."

Then she smiled at him warmly. "I can see how much effort you put into your work, Vlad. You did wonderfully."

Vlad Jr. gave a proud little bow from his seat. "Thank you, teacher. Art and elegance are my specialties."

Alina chuckled and reached for the cookie box. "Well then, Mr. Art and Elegance, here are your three cookies."

Vlad accepted them gracefully, like a tiny royal accepting a medal. "Thank you. I’ll eat them slowly to appreciate their aroma."

"Or I’ll eat them for you if you’re too slow," Drake whispered, his eyes fixed on the cookies.

Vlad’s crimson eyes narrowed instantly. "Try it, and you’ll wake up with bat wings, dragon."

Boo gasped. "Ooooh! Curse threat!"

Alina shook her head, smiling at the playful chaos around her. "Alright, alright, let Vlad Jr. select his favorite snacks!" she said warmly.

Vlad Jr. peered inside the bag, his crimson eyes scanning the contents with the seriousness of a judge at a dessert competition.

Finally, his gaze fell on a bright red bottle nestled among the colorful packets. The label shimmered faintly: Strawberry Juice.

He tilted his head slightly, intrigued. "It matches my aesthetic," he murmured, picking it up with careful precision. The bright red liquid almost glowed under the light. "Yes... this one shall do."

He looked inside again. After a few moments of dignified searching, he pulled out a small packet of plain crispy chips. "And these," he announced, "for balance."

Alina chuckled softly. "Good choices, Vlad Jr."

He gave a tiny bow. "Naturally." 𝗳𝚛𝚎𝚎𝘄𝕖𝕓𝕟𝕠𝚟𝚎𝕝.𝗰𝕠𝐦

As he made his way back to his desk, Drake was already watching him with wide, hungry eyes.

Vlad set his snacks neatly on his desk, holding his three cookies in one hand. He paused when he noticed Drake’s gaze and raised a brow. "No, Drake," he said firmly. "Not sharing my cookies."

Drake’s tail twitched guiltily. "I wasn’t gonna take them!" he said quickly, though his stomach growled right after.

Boo cackled midair, spinning gleefully. "He was thinking about it though! I saw it in his eyes!"

"Quiet, phantom," Vlad said dramatically, clutching his cookies like sacred relics. "A nobleman’s sweets are never for negotiation."

The class burst into laughter again, and even Alina had to cover her smile. "Alright, my little aristocrat," she said fondly, "enjoy your snacks. Now..." she reached for the next notebook with a soft laugh. "Who do we have next?"

Drake’s eyes darted nervously from the snack bag to the notebooks piling up on Alina’s desk. Every time she handed out cookies and let someone choose snacks, his wings twitched a little harder. What if all the good ones were gone by the time she reached his turn? What if only carrot sticks were left? His heart dropped at the thought.

And then—his worst fear.

Alina picked up the next notebook.

It wasn’t his.

The cover shimmered faintly under the sunlight, painted with waves and a soft blue gradient, tiny seashell stickers glinting along the edge. It even had a little coral charm hanging from the spiral.

Drake’s eyes widened. "Oh no..." he whispered in horror.

"Definitely Kelpie’s," Boo whispered beside him, his ghostly tail flicking like an excited cat.