I Am the Only Fertile Woman in the Game-Chapter 227: Six Walnuts

"This... this you say this..." The Rhino Beastman’s face scrunched up, his voice weakened, no longer carrying his previous assertiveness, "Weren’t we just talking nicely?"

Qiao Suisui looked at him, neither disrespectful nor aggressive, just calmly saying, "Opportunities come and go in an instant."

He had already missed a great opportunity by not agreeing immediately and questioning Qiao Suisui.

Having said that, Qiao Suisui did not bother with the Rhino Beastman anymore but directly asked the principal, "Can I take them away now?"

The principal hesitated, "This... after all, they outnumbered the others, which sets a bad example among students. I was thinking of going easy on them by having them write a self-reflection report to give an explanation to the other students."

The young boys all breathed a sigh of relief, feeling this was already a favorable outcome.

"Not writing," Qiao Suisui said bluntly.

The boys were stunned, looking at her.

"From your perspective, perhaps this whole incident was just a bout of impulsive fighting, right? Otherwise, why would you only have them stand as punishment while that child sat comfortably on the sofa?"

The principal froze, hardened his face, and said, "Because he is the victim."

"No, because he lost the fight. If today they had been beaten, would it not be the others punished by standing? This world does not operate on the principle that the weaker are always in the right. The real victim is Lei An. He was consistently bullied by that child. His brothers couldn’t stand it and intervened to teach the bully a lesson. To me, this isn’t bullying the few with the many; this is teamwork. What’s the problem with that?"

The boys, staring blankly at Qiao Suisui, flushed with excitement.

Everyone was saying they were wrong.

The principal, teachers, classmates who didn’t know the truth, the other parents, and even Uncle Zong Fang who had just come in had first sternly questioned them.

But their mother... believed in them, spoke out for them...

Harvis bit his lower lip hard, trying not to let the tears escape. Pollini already covered his eyes with his arm. Taier, Olsen, and Dikun lowered their heads deeply, their bodies slightly trembling, tears streaming down their faces hidden by their hair.

Lei An, who had been nervously fidgeting with his fingers, now looked on blankly as tears flowed silently, his eyes filled with hurt and uncontrollable tears.

He was naturally timid and not expressive. He didn’t cry when bullied, nor when seeing Harvis and others stand up for him, nor even while being punished in the principal’s office. Yet now, he cried like a child.

She never thought there was anything wrong with the children’s actions. All’s fair in war, right? Teamwork, what’s wrong with that? Helping one’s own, what’s wrong with that? Who, when really out in society, plays the good student and goes by the book?

She hoped they would learn about this cruel world sooner rather than later.

Although she had never been a parent, she had practically raised herself. Being there for these cubs now made Qiao Suisui feel somewhat relieved, as if she had traveled back in time to stand up for her former self, who knew little about self-protection and had no one to rely on.

Carl watched the young boys who had just been as fierce as fighting cocks now all teary, and couldn’t help but laugh.

"Alright, it’s really not that big of a deal. We’re magnanimous and won’t dwell on your child bullying our Lei An. I advise you to be sensible, take your child home and educate him properly. If it happens again, don’t blame me for teaching him directly," he said.

After Carl spoke, he saw the Rhino Beastman’s face flush red with pent-up anger and frustration, and suddenly felt a different appreciation for being a father. If one’s cub is honorable and obedient, it’s quite satisfying to be a parent; but if stuck with a troublemaker, it could be endlessly annoying.

As he thought, he sneakily glanced at Qiao Suisui beside him, noting her delicate and beautiful profile, thinking: No, I need a daughter. Best if she’s like her mother.

Qiao Suisui, unaware that Carl had already decided on their child’s name next to her, whispered something to Zong Fang who softly answered, "As you say."

Then Qiao Suisui had them all withdrawn from school.

She felt that this place couldn’t educate them properly.

It wasn’t that she was being overprotective, but the education the Leberli trio had evidently received from a young age was clearly that of royal heirs. The education here was simply a waste of time for them. She knew the education level at the Imperial Court very well. It was broad-ranging and highly personalized, truly teaching according to each student’s ability, while also covering topics not taught in schools. Most importantly, Dikun was an S-class among the six and also a gene-mutated Reindeer. Studying here was just a waste of time.

As for Ruka’s three, except for Lei An, the other two were obviously more combat-oriented, especially Harvis. And although this school was good, it taught a broad curriculum but not in depth, and Qiao Suisui was not very satisfied.

In short, she just felt this school wasn’t suitable for them.

At that moment, Zong Fang, leading Qiao Suisui, had already left the principal’s office. Carl, followed by the six young boys, walked behind them. As they walked along the corridor, Taier mustered his courage and asked in uncertainty, "So, where are we going to be sent next?"

Their father was gone, Auslan was gone, their home was gone... Would their mother find them bothersome, not wanting them anymore?

As soon as Taier asked, the other boys couldn’t help but perk up their ears, wanting to hear Qiao Suisui’s answer. After all, they were in the same boat.

Qiao Suisui walked over and gently touched Taier’s head, gazing at them tenderly, and said, "Taier, Olsen, Dikun, you’re going to the Interstellar Political Academy. Pollini and Harvis, you’ll go to the military academy where your father graduated. Lei An..."

Lei An was nervously rubbing his hands, anxiously looking towards Qiao Suisui.

"I can also go to the military academy. I will practice hard, not disgrace my father, and won’t cause trouble for my brothers..." He had never spoken so much at once, which showed he was trying not to disappoint Qiao Suisui, striving to prove himself.

But Qiao Suisui smiled gently at him, asking, "What do you like?"

Lei An was stunned, but under her encouraging gaze, he finally gathered his courage and said, "I like to draw..."

After saying that, he hung his head, feeling utterly ashamed.

When he drew at school, other students laughed at him, calling him a useless male with no prospects.

Today, having finally met their mother, he was sure she would be disappointed in him... Lei An couldn’t bear to face it.

"Really? You like to draw? Can you show me?"

Lei An suddenly looked up, seeing the surprised expression on Qiao Suisui’s face, as if she was genuinely looking forward to seeing his drawings.

He couldn’t believe his ears.

Seeing this, Harvis quickly nudged him, excitedly saying, "What are you standing there for? Quickly bring out your usual sketchbooks."

Lei An fumbled frantically in his backpack and shyly handed her his sketchbook.

Qiao Suisui cherished flipping through it, noticing that most of the pages were landscapes, with a few portraits, all vividly drawn, showing immense talent. Suddenly, she turned to a page, and her whole being paused.

Zong Fang noticed her reaction and looked over, seeing that the sketchbook in her hands was open to a page with a portrait sketch of Ruka sitting at a table from the back, with great detail in the somber slump of his shoulders, his hand holding a cigarette burned down to the fingers...

When Qiao Suisui came back to her senses, her eyes were already red.

Carl quickly returned the sketchbook to Lei An, not letting her dwell on memories.

Zong Fang embraced her, gently stroking her back, and for a while, no one spoke.

Seeing her cry, the boys were even more at a loss, standing there obediently, their eyes full of concern.

Qiao Suisui wiped her tears on the front of Zong Fang’s shirt, quickly adjusted her emotions, and forced a smile, saying, "Lei An, how about we send you to an art college?"