I Became a Kindergarten Teacher for Monster Babies!

Drake, who was half-sprawled on his desk, squinted at him. "What’s... respon-shible?"

Lucian’s lips curved in the tiniest, polite smile like a tiny adult explaining to a child. "Responsible means... I help. I try to be good. I do what Teacher says."

Boo floated upside down dramatically. "Lucian is tiny old man!" he squeaked.

Lucian looked at him with that serious, patient stare only he could make. "I’m not old. I just listen," he said, correcting Boo like a miniature butler.

Alina’s heart melted at his calm, grown-up words. She leaned in a bit closer, brushing a small lock of hair away from his forehead. "Teacher thinks you’re very thoughtful too, Lucian. That’s a lovely describing word. Quiet, responsible, thoughtful."

Lucian gave a tiny nod, writing each word in his notebook with neat, tiny letters. His handwriting looked like it belonged in a grown-up’s diary. When he finished, he folded his hands again, posture perfect, as if he were waiting for the next lesson already.

Kelpie peeked over from his seat, voice like a whisper. "Lucian... is gentle too."

Lucian glanced at him, the faintest warmth in his eyes. He didn’t answer, but his shoulders relaxed the tiniest bit.

After Lucian finished, Alina clapped her hands once, her eyes sparkling with warmth. "Wonderful, Lucian. Now, let’s hear from the rest of you. Felix? Will you tell Teacher how you’d describe yourself?"

Felix sat up straight in his chair, nose in the air like a tiny fox king. He crossed his arms. "Clever," he said at once, flicking a dust off his sleeve. "Handsome."

Boo, floating by, giggled behind his tiny ghost hands. "And grumpy!"

Felix shot him a cold glare. "No. Not grumpy. Mysterious." He leaned forward, tapping his desk with one finger. "And Teacher — add mischievous. But in a good way."