67 67, Curse, get drunk on youth

And the next day again, it's Sarasva day.

"Morning, Mr. Steed! I noticed yesterday! That was the youth!

My teacher scolds me and makes me stand in the hallway! Or be run through the school yard!

That's the youth! Youth is great, isn't it!

"Good morning, Mr. Curse? What's wrong? Youth? What?

"Huh!? Mr. Steed, don't you know your youth?

Blue is the color that represents immaturity over ancient times!

And we're immature third graders!

Besides, this season is spring!

I mean, we're in the middle of a youth!?

We shouldn't waste this time!

"Mr. Curse, you've been amazing in the morning. I don't know, but let's do our best in physical education today.

"Yeah! Let's go hot! Long live the youth!

What's wrong with me?

Something's wrong since yesterday.

I'm getting very high when I hear the word youth.

"Curse! You wouldn't have caught a cold yesterday! You're so magical, you'll be fine! That's why I'm not worried about you!

"Good morning, Alex. Of course I'm fine. Youth is good, right?

I follow a dream, I lose a dream, when I wake up from a dream. I know it's a dream, and I dream again.

That's youth, isn't it?

"Sorry...... I have no idea. Did you eat anything weird? Today's lunch is amazing.

I have some magic material. Stay tuned.

"Ha-ha-ha, don't you understand, Alex? Our adolescence is coming up.

"No, Curse is broken...

Sandra, help me... "

"Good morning, Alex.

I've never seen Curse like this before. I'm just getting worried.

Rude.

It can't be broken.

I'm just getting a little high.

You won't have a choice, either, because it's adolescence.

Come on, first hour, let's stick it out!

"Good morning, everyone. Let's have fun studying today.

Today is a continuation of yesterday. "Spring Dawn," right?

"Spring Sleep, Don't Remember Dawn

Ask the Terminator

Nocturnal Wind Bullet Voice

Fort falls somewhat '

"So, Mr. Alexandre, who is the author of this poem?

"Yes, it's Mouko Nane.

"Yes, correct! Brilliant!

"Then, Mr. Apollinere, what is the meaning of the first line?

"is, yes, uh, well, the...

Spring sleep doesn't remember dawn.

"Um, unfortunately, that doesn't mean anything. Please answer a little more plainly. I did it yesterday.

Then answer me, Mr. Dubois.

"Yes. Spring sleep is so comfortable that you don't even realize the night is dawning,.

"Brilliant! I applaud you, Dubois!

Then let's keep going.

Line two, Mr. Barthelemon, what do you mean?

"Yes, you can hear the disconnect from here and there,.

"Correct! but Mr. Barthelemon?

What is a Terminator? It's a high score when you answer that so you can see.

"What? No, I'm the...

Probably the voice of a demon called the end of the line... "

"Too bad. A Terminator is a scream between human deaths, a scream obsessed with life if you don't want to die.

That's what I heard.

Then line three, Mr. Mayor.

"Yes, with that said, I heard you chanting wind bullets all night, I think.

"It's perfect! Then what further situation do you envisage from this, Mr. Mayor?

"Yes, I think the second-line severer, and the fact that he kept shooting a stroke bullet all night, was attacking the stronghold. Like demons and heels.

"Excellent! I've often thought about that even though I haven't explained it.

You can see the knights spreading their lives if you don't defend their stronghold.

Finally, line four, Mr. Michalon.

"Um, yes. How many forts on earth have fallen? is it?"

"Yes! Correct. I applaud you, Michalon!

You're all reviewing it a lot. Nice.

Finally, then, tell me what you feel from this poem. Bye, Mr. Martin.

"Yes, what I felt was that whether the knight struggled or the demon attacked, the fort fell but it had no effect on the world.

And spring means you're a youth after all!

"I see, that's deep.

Surely you can stay asleep forever if you don't realize what's going on outside.

And this season is spring, a youth that will never return......

I'm almost thirty too, my parents just keep telling me every day if I don't get married yet or if I don't have a man...

Normally we get married in fifteen or six, but I'm almost thirty...

More than a decade ago, we dedicated our youth to getting our students right...

But my youth will never return...

Look, gentlemen, youth will never come back...

If you don't want to be single until thirty years ago like me...

Enjoy the youth never again...

And find a companion while you're young...

Especially civilian girls......

Don't dream of marrying nobles with high hopes......

I'm done being played......

If it's for you, I'll abandon the house...

What a word to not be fooled......

All handsome aristocratic men are liars......

A man is a rotten goblin... "

Shit, did my inadvertent remarks touch the sensitive part of Dr. Uneforeto?

What's the bump?

I can barely hear you in the second half.

That's how my Mandarin class ended.