The Daughter Of Mafia Queen

The Daughter Of Mafia Queen
Chapter 13: CALM DOWN - NOT JERA?



Rose raised her hand with a look no longer calm. The blue netra of the sea turned extremely sharp. "You! You are! You are! You're all in class. Listen to me."


"Justice is rewarded with kindness. Crime is rewarded with punished. I don't care about your status. This campus must have justice!" (Justice is returned with kindness. Crime is met with punishment. I don't care about your status. This college must have justice!)


The warning Rose gave was unmitigated, leaving all the students watching dumbfounded for the second time. It was only a week or so, the first incident happened, and today it happened again. At least the cute girl who transmigrated into a beautiful girl like a goddess did not use sharp objects, anymore. Despite that, the sound of such a loud slap actually sounded gnarled.


Dela prepared to fight, but the shoulder of the girl with shoulder-length hair was held by Prita. "Stop! Let's clean your clothes first! Come on!"


"Do we let the cupu....,"


"Del, this time I agree with Prita. Look at your clothes are dirty. Yes, even though it's strawberry juice, it's still slovenly." continued Sarah stopped Dela's intentions, making the girl's shoulder-length hair stomp her legs irritated.


Rose doesn't care about the qualityless conversation of the cantika gang. He sat on his bench and was busy reading books. Even the departure of the three classmates was not considered. Likewise with students who return to routine like nothing happened.


Ck. Ck. Where are their eyes? Why not give to those in need? I guess I'll have to change my plans a little. It's free to avenge the cantika gang. At the end of the campus, all residents can only watch. There is no mercy. Are they robots? Mommy alone who is a mafia leader can be gentle and intolerant of crime. ~batin Rose shook her head for a moment.


The sound of the bell marking the entrance of the first lesson begins. Students follow the lessons peacefully. Whys? Because the troublemaker still blum back to class. Surely the lecturer will not ask where the donor children are. For lecturers, the quietness of the classroom that is rarely felt is a blessing.


"Okay, kids. Please do the job you gave me. See you next week." Miss Farida Lecturer tidied up all the books she used to bring from the table as well as saying goodbye after giving science two and a half hours.


Some students came out without thinking about the task, while rose chose to stay in class to work on the task to wait for the second lecturer to attend. Although he could complete the task easily. Still, he did not think to show his abilities that had been hidden.


The marker used starts not working. The possibility of running out of ink, looking at writing that is no longer thick. Rose took the ink bottle, opened it and filled the marker with the trick she had. Then go back to work with focus. But from the corner of his eye's tail. Seen the steps of the cantika gang that approached towards him without a sound.


Apparently, you guys aren't deterred. Alright. Let me show you how beautiful to provoke your worthless emotions.~batin Rose favors a thin smile that is almost invisible.


When the cantika gang reached a distance of one meter from his desk. A calm attitude with a focused gaze stand by always on, that's when Rose woke up with a gaze to the special black ink that was on her desk. He pretended to stumble into his leg and nudged an ink bottle and fell on Sarah's white shoes.


"....,"


"Morning of the day the children!" greet a man with a sheet of paper in his hand. "Mr there's an announcement. Please listen carefully."


"Our campus holds new year's Senate and BEM elections, and anyone can participate. One more, for a month before election day. Please all participants do a demo and look for their respective supporters." explained the man known as Rector Vishnu, making the students whisper.


Dela who digested well all the announcements. Spontaneous has a smooth idea without hindrance. His hand pulled Sarah's arm, then whispered something. Where the whisper publishes a smile of satisfaction that definitely means big things will happen.