Chapter 67: The Old-fashioned, the Destination Change Request, and the Worst Trip (2)

A completely sunken atmosphere.

Today was supposed to be the long-awaited school trip. How did this place end up with a gloom reminiscent of a funeral hall? The reason was incredibly simple.

One new professor stirring up trouble.

In other words, 100% my fault.

Only now do I realize it, Boss.

Were all the crappy things you did to me in my past life, preparation for this moment?

I'm starting to regret the time I wasted on pointless things like Embezzlement and Stock Manipulation. I could have just acted like an old-fashioned geezer and easily dropped my likeability this much.

“I'm going to die from frustration. How far have we walked for you all to be slacking off and causing a ruckus? Hurry up and move!”

A declaration no different from a bolt from the blue.

Nevertheless, I told them to go, so they're diligently following me, these diligent students, and I’m yelling at *them*...