Tomoe Adams was a teacher.
Her job was to teach English and protect her students from any harm.
Sometimes she gets too passionate at times and act in ways that may have broken the traditional stereotypes of Japanese teachers.
But you know what? She never cared for them in the first place.
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Hence this. Cursing in anger every second she gets.
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The teacher never kept her mind pure of creative swear words. Of course, she would never let swear words out in front of her colleagues and students, or else she'd get fired!
How else was she gonna earn money?
She ain't gon work at McDonald's!
Though she wished she could've at least get Senku-styled cigs before she died or whatever this was. And damn does she need a smoke right now.
Also, why didn't she struck a more cooler pose? Like...if she was gonna died, she was gonna go down as a legendary queen at least.
Or maybe strike the same pose as Zoro from One Piece in that one island arc.
Yea, at least the Gods above would praise her thousands of years later.
But boy, standing still was boring. Thankfully her experience as a-
Crack.
Tomoe heard cracks, then blinked.
"Oh fuck."
She took in the world in front of her eyes, and then slapped herself.
"Fuck me." She stared a bit longer before a chuckle left her lips.
"At least I can swear without censoring my language ever again." Her hand went to her back pocket-no wait, her ass now and realized her cigs no longer existed.
"Fucking shit. I need a smoke right now." She sighed before looked around. She was outside a cave-did she piss herself? Wait no. There was a small yellow leak from the cave. Was this what unstoned her?
"Holy fuck, civilization really turned into shit. Looks like we're back to the caveman era."
As much as she craved a cig, she needed to survive. So she memorizes the cave's location and places a couple of flowers near the cave.
She might need to come back later.
Then, she explores the place, though her lips feel quite dry and empty when there was no lollipop nor cigarette in her mouth.
"I'm gonna make sure Senku gets married so I can get some cigs."
Her work has begun.
Tomoe Adams stretches and cracks her bones. A satisfying sign of relief leaves her lips.
She then climbs a tree to the very top. The world extends before her and she smiles at the new world.
"Damn, simulation games aren't my best. Civilization was Senku's game." She took a bunch of leaves and plants to wrapped them around her womanhood and breasts. She then plucks a dandelion from the ground.
"But I was always better in Minecraft."
Minecraft didn't save her life, but nobody asked.
Anyway.
A good place to make her base? Check. Flat, unbothered, and earthy terrain. Weirdly shaped tree for shade and enough area around her base to see any predators or even prey.
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