Paladin Teacher: Chapter 4: The thickening of plots

>The most dreaded day comes
>School trip, and I have to join
>A two hour bustrip in a bus filled with horny monsters and boys
>At least I get to cockblock the couples in the back
>I have two lizards in my class, both currently in standard uniforms
>Wooden swords too, they aren't allowed to carry real swords yet without permission
>I have my own sword, it's quite standard, various holy runes inscribed in it
>But I'm not allowed to use it unless it's a lifethreatening situation, and those never show up
>I haven't drawn my sword in combat for over two years
>At least I get to keep and maintain it in case of emergencies
>The spider girl is eyeing me
>Ms. Hakutaku is talking to class about the purpose of the trip
>I have to keep awake
>Never know when some mamono is gonna try and fondle me
>At least we don't have chesires in this particular class
>Stop no less than two handjobs, one blowjob, and one nasty case of tailpussy job
>Fucking manticores are too easy to catch
>Just ask them to show you their tail

>It's some coastal city, very rich place
>So many mamono
>Urgetopurgeintesifying.shout
>I can feel the single ones undressing me with their eyes
>At least the art gallery is alright
>Students scurry about, talking in hushed voices as they look at the paintings and statues
>Even I admire them
>That art revolution in 2XXX completely rewinded the clock on art, going from post-modernism and dadaism of shitty art and menstrual blood, to actual art with effort
>I prefer statues and glass paintings myself
>There are some absolutely breathtaking statues here
>Marble carved out in such a way as to resemble a sheet of silk over bodies, the face still visible underneath
>How do they do it?
>I particularly liked the one depicting a mighty warrior
>The sheer amount of detail, from the carvings on his helmet, to the chipped morningstar he was holding
>I can enjoy the tasteful nudity of others
>Much better than literal pictures of buttholes and niggers sucking cock
>And hey, the monsters leave me alone for a while
>HEY, NO SEX IN THE GALLERY
>FUCKING MANTICORES

>Lecture the manticore and her boyfriend for a solid hour on the importance of condoms and safe sex, also about the sanctity of proper art galleries and museums
>Some older gentlemen and his orc waifu comes over
>The orc waifu looks smarter than your average orc, she's wearing glasses
>Tells me it's good I discipline my students, but could I please take it outside
>Want to yell at the old bastard to keep his nose out of my business, but his scars, the fang necklace, and the runic brace on his leg make me rethink
>For an old man, he sure looks like he could give me a run for my money
>I could take him on
>Apologize to him for yelling, my students were being disrespectful to the art
>He gives me a nod and a chuckle, and leaves
>I think I saw his waifu in the papers once, some medical breakthrough or something
>No longer that angry
>Tell the offenders they can go
>They can't
>Their legs fell asleep

>Have to carry the fuckers until the blood returns to their legs
>Wanted to leave them with a sign saying "This is a performance art piece, do not disturb or listen to the participants"
>Can't do that of course, they would just make more of a racket than I was
>Manticores are fucking heavy
>Time pass, and it's finally time for lunch
>There's a restaurant right across from the gallery
>I brought my own lunch, don't trust the monstermade stuff
>We round up our twentythree students, all heads accounted for, and leave
>Nobody saw the guy who just threw his arm

>One of the boys suddenly cry out in pain
>Did the manticore sting him?
>No, he's bleeding from a wound in the head
>Manticore spines don't do that
>Then some mamono yelp and covers their heads
>Something strikes my helmet with enough force to make it ring loudly
>A fucking rock
>Somebody is slinging rocks at us
>Now a bunch of people are charging us, screaming rather pathetically
>Black masks, hoddies, improvised weaponry
>Fucking anti-mamono pieces of shit
>The lizards rush forward to meet them, but there's only two of them, and about fifteen of the other guys
>Lizard #1 blocks some guy's iron pipe, while lizard #2 strikes another over the head, but they are both swarmed
>I'm just shocked at the realization of the situation
>These guys have weapons
>That means they can do harm
>They are threatening the lives of my students
>This is a lifethreatening situation

>I can draw my sword





>Best schooltrip ever!