My Teacher is an Agent
Chapter 85's

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As per the Author leak in the previous chapter, the content of this chapter is entirely just a narrative. Without dialog.

But. but... For those of you who want to know the core of this novel, you should start this chapter Do not Skip...!!!

Or the... You will not be able to enjoy the feeling of being in the Denish viewpoint. xoxo (^_^).

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Denish

Cursed is the man who created mathematics in this world. A lesson I find very boring. If only the matter of counting money, without learning even babies today are already good at doing that.

No mathematics is needed, right? About formulas? Wh-wh-what for? Calculating the land area? Calculating the profit and loss of company turnover? Or measuring the distance between islands in Indonesia? That's not a difficult thing. I just need to issue some nominal from my deposit account then all the problems will be resolved. So the point is, those math lessons didn't interest me in the least.

I prefer biology lessons. Wh why? Because from there I can learn to dissect the human body to learn its anatomy. Although in practice biology teachers always ask the students - including me - to replace them with frogs. Though I think it would be more fun if we - especially I - use real humans as a medium of learning.

Wait... You guys must think I'm a psychopath?? No. I'm not that kind of man. I am a man full of love. Really am. If you want to know my biggest secret, I'll tell you. Right now I have a boyfriend and he's a woman. Back I emphasize, She's A WOMAN.

She's a beautiful girl like no other. Having a German-Asian mixed gene, her face looks very sweet and adorable. Hairy curls with a native blonde color typical of Europeans, she became a girl who always looks charming. His hazel eyes were so charming every time he looked at me with a loving look. And lips. The part of the body that drives me crazy the most for resisting the urge to stop devouring it.

If you want to know the name of that angelic woman, she's Kareen Akira. The woman I love so much and the only soul mate in this world. The one and only...

Surely many do not think I can be lucky to get it, if you look at my current appearance. People always thought a Denish Mahendra would never be able to get a girlfriend. And even more a woman. Suppose you have a partner, at least only 'half-baked women' aka transvestites.

It doesn't matter if others judge me that way. What is clear is that I became what I am today, none other than just for the sake of the woman I love. For the happiness of a Kareen Akira I am willing to be a slave to haqiqi love. Anything I can do as long as I see a smile on her lips.

So don't equate me with that son of a bitch Samuel who can only woo his teacher with a dime drama like they're watching right now. That kind of thing is nothing compared to my sacrifice for Kareen.

There is no need to be confused by the word 'sacrifice' that I mentioned. I will gladly spread it to you until your shallow brain really understands the true meaning of 'loving.

Until now there have been many things I did to please my heart. Starting from a holy thing like not the least I touched it before we were right in front of the altar, to an act beyond reason. For example, dirtying my hands with blood from my own friends.

Wait, this is not the wrong thing. I didn't do anything that broke the law. I just asked for a little red liquid from them. Think of it like a blood donor. Did they not do noble deeds?