The first day arriving at Crimson, Larkspur was stuffed into the childcare class.
After life became prosperous, plus many new clan members joining, the Crimson preschool had to expand by three more classrooms.
The thing they lacked the most right now was teachers. Young Sub-Beasts all wanted to enter the military or majors having opportunities to travel everywhere, or take exams for in-depth research fields.
Older Sub-Beasts mainly worked in the kitchen or agriculture; very few people applied for the childcare school. It was not that the contribution points were not high enough, but it was too arduous they could not bear it.
These children, do not look at every single one being soft and squishy; them gathering in one place was exactly a pack of demons and monsters. One child crying caused the whole group to cry along; that demonic sound could pierce through a person's eardrums.
