I Became a Kindergarten Teacher for Monster Babies!-Chapter 368 Babies worry (2)

"Yes, teacher," Vlad Jr. said seriously. "And that is exactly why we are panicking."

Boo raised his hand miserably. "Teacher... if Boo disappears during exam... do not look for me. I am already gone."

"No you’re not!"

"Okay maybe half-gone."

The entire class sank into their seats like tiny exhausted grandpas.

Alina could only sigh, her heart softening at the dramatic group meltdown.

This exam season was going to be...

a nightmare.

But also... absolutely hilarious.

Alina clapped her hands gently, trying to pull them back from the edge of despair. "Okay, okay!! Don’t be sad! Teacher is going to make the exam paper herself, alright? And I will ONLY add questions from what I already taught you in class. Not a single extra thing. Got it?"

The babies stared at her.

Hope flickered.

Small, fragile hope.

Like tiny candles in a storm.

But then Drake slowly raised his hand, eyes wide with panic.

"Teacher..." he whispered dramatically. "I can’t even remember what I ate yesterday."

The whole class turned to him in horror.

Boo gasped. "Yesterday?? Drake, I don’t remember what I ate TODAY."

Luna frowned at Drake. "What DID you eat yesterday?"

Drake looked helpless. "I DON’T KNOW!"

Felix raised his hand. "Teacher... what did I eat yesterday?"

Alina blinked. "Felix... I don’t know."

Felix gasped, tails puffing like horrified cotton balls. "Even teacher doesn’t know! It is hopeless!"

Vlad Jr. sighed with the weight of a thousand centuries. "Teacher, I respect your dedication, but our memories are not reliable."

Rocky nodded. "Yes teacher. My brain resets every night."

Boo floated up dramatically. "Teacher... even if you teach us something, by the time I float home, it leaves my head."

Alina rubbed her temples. "Children... you DO remember things. You all do."

Sable raised his hand shyly. "Teacher... what did we learn last week?"

The room went silent.

Every baby slowly looked around.

No one answered.

Drake raised his hand again. "Teacher... can exam just have one question?"

"What question?"

Drake nodded confidently. "Q1. Write your name."

Boo jumped in. "And we get marks even if we write maybe?" 𝐟𝗿𝐞𝚎𝚠𝐞𝚋𝕟𝐨𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝕔𝕠𝚖

"No, Boo!"

"Then I am doomed."

Alina took a deep breath, trying not to laugh. "Okay, listen. We’re going to revise everything together. I’ll help you. No one will fail. No one will forget their name. And NO ONE will be eaten by the exam paper."

The class looked slightly less miserable.

Slightly.

Drake raised his hand again. "Teacher?"

"Yes, Drake?"

"Can we have snacks during exam?"

"No."

Drake fell to the floor. "I give up."

Alina straightened her shoulders, clapped her hands, and forced her teacher-mode back into place before the class collapsed into emotional goo again.

"Alright, everyone. Let’s take attendance first."

Each baby answered with a tiny, gloomy "present," sounding as if they were reporting from a battlefield. After finishing the list, Alina gave them all a firm, encouraging nod.

"Good. Now let’s start our first class—science."

A few babies groaned softly, but they obediently opened their notebooks. Even Boo, who usually held his book upside down, was holding it correctly. Alina almost felt emotional.

"Everyone open your notebook," she said, already walking to the board. "I will write questions and answers. These have a VERY high chance of appearing on your exam. You all cried back then when I told you to write. Now write even more."

The babies didn’t even argue. That was how serious the situation was.

Drake gripped his pencil like a warrior holding a sword.

Felix pushed his tails under his chair so they didn’t distract him.

Luna sharpened her claws, ready to take notes like a wolf scholar.

Even Boo held his pencil with both hands, tongue sticking out in concentration.

Alina started writing.

"Question one: How many cups of water should we drink every day to stay healthy?"

Immediately, Drake raised his hand. "Teacher, Drake drinks juice. Does that count as water?"

"No, Drake."

He sighed tragically and wrote the answer like it was the saddest sentence of his life.

"Second question," Alina continued, "What do plants need to grow?"

Rocky raised a hand. "Teacher... sunlight and water, right?"

"Exactly," Alina smiled. "Simple, right? These are the kind of questions that can appear on the exam."

The babies nodded with deep seriousness, as if she had just given them the secret to life.

Alina continued, "See? Nothing scary. Only what we already learned. Water, sunlight, healthy habits—easy things."

Boo raised his hand slowly. "Teacher... can you put one question about ghosts?"

"No."

"Okay..."

He wrote again, defeated but determined.

Vlad Jr. wrote like a royal scholar, neat and precise. "Teacher," he said elegantly, "may I request that you add a question about the importance of clean water?"

Alina blinked. "Wow, Vlad Jr., that’s a very good suggestion."

He nodded proudly.

Sable whispered, "Teacher... if exam asks about sunlight... can I write moonlight?"

"No, Sable."

He nodded sadly and wrote "sunlight" while pouting.

As Alina continued teaching and writing questions, the babies scribbled furiously. For once, the entire classroom was silent..not defeated silence, but focused silence. Tiny heads bent over tiny notebooks, tongues sticking out, shadows twisting, tails wagging, wings flapping softly.

They were trying.

Really trying.

Alina’s heart warmed as she watched them.

These babies might panic, cry, scream, faint, and dramatically claim they were doomed...

But when she taught them step by step, they always listened.

Always learned.

Always gave their little best.

She smiled softly as she continued, "Next question..."

After twenty full minutes of steady writing, soft scribbling, tiny sniffs, and the occasional whispered complaint from Boo, Alina finally stepped back from the board and scanned the room.

Every baby had their notebook open.

Every page was filled.

No one was doodling dragons or ghosts.

No one was napping.

No one was chewing the corner of their notebook.

They had actually written everything.

Her heart swelled with pride.

"Yes," she said warmly, her voice gentle and full of encouragement, "you all are working very hard. I’m really proud of you."

The babies straightened a little, chests puffing in tiny pride.

Even Boo stopped spinning his pencil for a moment.

"You don’t have to study all day," Alina assured them, brushing her hand over their heads gently. "Just revise once at home and that’s plenty. After that, go play, take naps, eat yummy food. You’re just babies—you should enjoy life, not stress."