I Became a Kindergarten Teacher for Monster Babies!-Chapter 342 Spooky

"And you all... how did you manage to escape the principal’s eyes?" Alina asked, her voice trembling with anger and leftover fear as she scolded the babies.

Felix puffed up confidently, tail swaying behind him. "Easy... I casted illusion on principal—"

He froze mid-sentence, eyes widening. Then he slapped both hands over his mouth as if trying to shove the words back in.

Alina’s jaw dropped. "Felix!"

Her voice cracked like a whip. "Why did you need to cast illusion? Oh my goodness, do you understand what could have happened to you three? What if you were taken by someone dangerous? What if you got hurt?"

Felix wilted instantly.

Rocky lowered his head like a tiny rock statue of guilt.

Kelpie sniffled and pressed his fingers together, trembling.

All three stood there like scolded ducklings.

Meanwhile, Koel watched the scene with slow, fascinated curiosity. For a creature who had spent his life guarding warriors and ancient sea clans, it was strangely heartwarming to see someone defend children with such fierce protectiveness. His eight arms shifted lightly behind him, a gesture that looked almost gentle.

His golden eyes softened as he observed Alina fussing over the kids, her eyebrows drawn tightly in worry, her arms still wrapped protectively around the little ghost clinging to her neck.

Then his gaze dropped to Boo.

Boo stared right back at him.

Wide eyes.

Glowing tail.

Clearly terrified but also clearly unable to look away.

The baby ghost tightened his hold around Alina’s shoulders until he was practically draped over her like a glowing little scarf, his soft cheeks squished against her neck as he peeked nervously over her shoulder. A moment ago he had been trembling, but now that he knew everyone was safe, bravery slowly returned to his tiny ghostly chest.

Boo noticed the eight-armed uncle staring at him.

The man’s golden eyes were unreadable, his long purple hair drifting like dark seaweed, and those eight arms behind him shifted in a slow ripple that could easily look threatening to any small creature.

But not to Boo. He flew out of Alina’s arms.

The little ghost straightened his tiny back, puffed up his glow like a brave night-lamp, and narrowed his eyes with seriousness.

Then very slowly, very deliberately, he stuck his tongue out at the giant octopus man.

Not satisfied, he scrunched up his entire face, puffing his cheeks, widening his eyes unnaturally, and baring his tiny ghostly teeth in what he believed was the most terrifying expression ever created by a baby ghost.

He even let out a soft "boooo..." like a spooky cat hissing.

Koel blinked.

One of his eight arms froze mid-air.

Another twitched.

And Boo, feeling proud of himself, whispered loudly into Alina’s ear, "Teacher... I scared him. I am very spooky ghost... very dangerous..."

Alina covered her mouth immediately, fighting the urge to laugh.

Koel stared at Boo with the expression of an octopus who had never been threatened by a floating toddler in his entire life and had no idea how to react now.

"Boo, it’s not time for playing," she scolded softly, giving his tiny ghost tummy a firm but gentle tap. Boo wilted instantly, his tongue retreating back inside as he clung to her shoulder like a guilty glow-stick.

Alina exhaled shakily and faced Koel again.

The moment her eyes met his, all eight of his arms tucked themselves behind his back like a child caught stealing cookies. His immense size didn’t matter; right now he looked like a scolded student awaiting punishment.

And Alina, who had run through the entire fair, nearly had a panic attack, and marched into a deathly cave with nothing but a trembling ghost and her own courage, finally let her frustration spill out again at him.

"Do you have any idea," she began, her voice rising from her chest with all the emotion she had been holding back, "how worried everyone was? King Corvus was running around the entire fair. Lady Maris looked like she was about to cry. Dante was half ready to break every wall in this cave!"

Koel’s golden eyes blinked, guilty and startled.

Alina pressed one hand to her forehead, her voice cracking just a little. "Oh my goodness, how was I supposed to face their parents if something had happened to them? They trust me. I am responsible for them. Do you know how scared I was when I couldn’t find them?"

Koel lowered his head even further, shoulders drooping. His long purple hair slipped over his chest as if trying to hide him from her glare.

"I... did not intend to frighten anyone," he murmured, his deep voice suddenly small. "I merely wished to thank them."

"That doesn’t matter," Alina insisted, her voice sharp but trembling with the leftover fear that still clung to her heart. "You cannot take children anywhere without telling an adult. Especially not into a dark cave where no one can even find them."

Koel flinched slightly at her tone.

Boo peeked at him from behind her hair and whispered, "Teacher angry... run..."

Alina hissed back, "Boo."

He straightened quickly.

Koel rubbed the back of his neck with two arms while the rest folded behind him awkwardly, as if unsure what to do with themselves. "I... apologize," he said quietly, gazing at the babies gathered around Alina. "I have lived alone for many years. I forgot how delicate these matters are."

Alina exhaled heavily, not quite ready to forgive him. "You didn’t just forget—you scared everyone to death."

Kelpie sniffled softly, tugging her skirt again. "Teacher... uncle didn’t mean bad..."

"I know, sweetie," Alina said gently, brushing his hair back. Then she turned back to Koel with a gentler but still firm tone. "But that doesn’t mean you can take them away without telling anyone. You could have spoken to me, and you should have looked around for their guardians nearby to ask."

Koel nodded slowly, almost shamefully. "You are right. I have made an error."

Another arm drifted forward awkwardly, holding a little plate of sea snacks as if trying to offer peace. "Would you... like a snack?"

Alina stared at it.

Boo whispered, "Teacher don’t eat... he might feed us to monster later."

"Boo," she whispered tightly, "please."

Koel withdrew the plate immediately, all eight arms curling back in embarrassment.

Alina sighed again, her anger fading into tiredness. "Let’s just go back. Everyone outside is worried."

And for the first time, Koel bowed deeply and respectfully, his eight arms sweeping gracefully as he murmured, "Allow me to escort you out."