The Combat teacher was an ever sweetly smiling woman.
The constant sweetness on her face gave Yuna an ill feeling.
So this was the one the Principal had labeled as formidable.
Yuna was curious how she would teach combat. Would it be the usual routine? Push-ups, running laps, building foundations for a month before touching actual fighting?
"Hello~ beloved Cards, I am your Combat teacher, Professor Meir," she greeted warmly.
Yuna distinctly remembered her. It was this very woman who had accidentally slipped and called them "Cards" before. After that, the Principal didn't even bother calling them students anymore.
"I didn't think I would be deployed to manage Cards so soon. Normally, students only request a combat teacher by the third semester—sometimes even the fourth."
Her eyes swept playfully toward Yuna.
Yuna's expression remained perfectly poker-faced despite the emotional looks her Heart class shot at her.
