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On the final day of teaching his students, Ben couldn’t keep from clicking his tongue in disappointment as he finally freed them from his mind for the last time.

“So you guys only managed to get to the seventh level of connect in the end, huh? A shame, but nothing we can do there. When I’m gone, make sure you all keep practicing, alright?”

He got nods from the two girls, but they and Zallith were all teary-eyed in their relief. After the worst week of their lives, they were finally going to be free of him.

Saying it was just a week didn’t even do it justice. They all felt like they’d been forced to spend at least a year in his head by the end of things, having knowledge shoved into them as they were either forced to practice connect or stuck helping Ben with training his. But it was finally over, how could they not want to shed some tears?

“If you assholes keep thinking like that I’m pulling you back into my mind for another hour of practice. An hour of real time to be specific. When I came here I had fully planned on being a very nice teacher so all of you make sure you remember that for anyone you guys meet in the future, understood?”

Again his question was met with swift nods while the only three others in the room looked on.

“These are your friends?” Insia asked Thera, both her and Rocky feeling unsure after what they were seeing, only for her cousin to try and paint a brighter picture than what was really there.

“Oh, don’t worry. Ben’s just a bit of a tough teacher. They all get along very well otherwise, isn’t that right everyone?”

She shot them all a murderous look as Insia was turning to see their reactions, getting to watch all of them fall in line.

“He’s really a great guy!”

“He’s worked really hard on teaching us this entire time too!”

“He’s definitely a sane individual and not a danger to society!”

…Good enough I guess.

It seemed like enough reassurance for the small fairy at least and she went to fly around them, letting her curiosity take over as Ben continued his last lesson, handing both Nati and Xilly knives while signaling Zallith that his feet were getting tired, letting Ben enjoy his footrest one final time.

“Okay you two. Your last project is going to be applying the stuff I’ve taught you to those knives the best you can. Both of you make something interesting for me to judge. Oh, and it’s good to test your multitasking too, so Insia, do you think I could ask you to chat with them while they work? Just to be sure they can handle juggling a couple different things?”

“Can do!”

“Excellent, thanks. And that just leaves me with one final thing. Nare, what do you think?”

<It looks like you’ve gone above and beyond.> The god said cautiously. <But after all of that, I’m not sure if I should be punishing them further for mistreating you at first. They’re all uncomfortably close to mental breakdowns and I’d like to remind you that one’s my family.>

“I would like to remind you I literally almost died.”

With them only hearing half the conversation, it wasn’t hard for the three to figure out that Ben was talking about them from that sentence alone, even if the sudden eyes on him were waved away as he tried to make them focus on their work.

<Will community service be good enough at this point then?>

Hmm, I still hate all of them but on the plus side they’re all afraid of me now and even if they sucked, only one of them was actually in a position to help me but didn’t…

“Fine, that works, their fate is sealed.”

He felt Zallith clench under his feet while the other two froze briefly, again needing to be waved back to work after that misleading statement.

<That was mean.>

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You’ll clear it up later, it’s fine. Aside from that, any complaints with how I’ve done?

<Pfff, how could I possibly? Both girls were able to enchant items to at most high rare in quality before, I can already tell that what they’re each working on is going to be making it to ultra rare. As sadistic as it might have been, I can’t exactly argue with your results.>

It wasn’t that sadistic.

<You made them live out a year in the span of a week, with that entire time being devoted to having them do nothing but train and study. If that’s not sadistic then I don’t know what is.>

Fine, fine, my title of monster is well earned but my students leave fully educated, it’s worth the trade. So if you’re that worried about their mental state, does that mean you don’t want me teaching them again in the future?