Real teaching, but diary flow

Asakusa Tetsu should have replenished this energy last night, but unfortunately, Advanced Incubation doesn't offer late-night snacks, and the cafeteria closes at 9 p.m., so he could only grab something from a convenience store.

However, convenience stores are indeed not suitable for eating large amounts of food. Whether from the perspective of cost-effectiveness or taste, they are a bit lacking. In addition, although his body was craving energy, his stomach could not hold more than its capacity. Therefore, he ate again this morning as a second choice.

I reckon I'll be a big eater for quite some time to come.

"Morning~"

"Good morning."

"Mmm, good morning, good morning."

Upon entering Class B, a strong atmosphere of camaraderie and friendship among the students immediately enveloped them. The atmosphere was harmonious and friendly, so sunny that it didn't feel like a typical Japanese high school at all.

As if nothing had happened, Asakusa Toru raised his hand:

"morning."

"Good morning...?" The girl with short brown hair subconsciously turned her head to respond, but the greeting that had just risen to her throat could not be uttered.

Because the Asakusa Tetsu she saw was someone she couldn't find any trace of in her memories.

Wait a minute, who is he? Is he a classmate?

A sense of confusion arose spontaneously.

The girl's brows furrowed slightly, and the petal-shaped hair clip swayed gently along the swaying ends of her hair. No matter how hard she tried, Shiraha Chihiro couldn't find any trace of this person in her memory.

Asakusa Tetsu didn't pay attention to her strange behavior and simply found his own seat.

Take your seats.

Perhaps because Chihiro Shiranami's behavior was too obvious, the surrounding classmates couldn't help but follow her gaze and notice Toru Asakusa's presence.

Especially the seat where Asakusa Tetsu was sitting.

"Hey, look, isn't that spot...?"

"Didn't Hoshinomiya-sensei say she was giving up on enrolling...?"

"Did something happen that caused the delay of one day?"

"I remember, his name was... Asakusa-kun?"

"Should we say hello?"

"Go ahead, I dare not."

"But he didn't come yesterday, so he'll be lonely today with no one to talk to..."

The students' casual chatter quickly turned into a discussion about Asakusa Toru, with whispers focusing their attention on him.

However, they seem to prefer well-intentioned thinking rather than malicious criticism.

"Asakusa, kun..." Ichinose Honami turned her head and looked at Asakusa Toru, gently biting her lower lip with her upper teeth, her face full of hesitation.

Should we go up and say hello? Should we ask him why he was absent yesterday? Should we ask why he was with the people from Class C? Or should we ask...?

Just as Honami Ichinose was hesitating, the door to Class B opened.

"Good morning, everyone. Are you all feeling energetic today? Wow..." Hoshinomiya Chie yawned as she slowly walked into the classroom.

Chapter 17 Horikita Suzune is searching for a fake person.

"Ugh, you smell like alcohol! Teacher, you reek of alcohol!"

Upon seeing the teacher enter the classroom, the students temporarily abandoned their plan to greet Asakusa Toru and instead looked at Hoshinomiya Chie in front of them.

Chihiro Shirami, who was closest to her, made the same choice.

As soon as she turned her head, a pungent smell hit her face, making her pinch her nose and let out a groan.

"It's alright, it'll lose its flavor by noon." Hoshinomiya Chie waved her hand dismissively.

Although I could tell yesterday that this teacher seemed a bit unreliable, today... he seems even more unreliable.

"Anyway, class has started, everyone please return to your seats," she said.

A student's duty is to study, and a student's daily routine consists of attending classes.

However, considering that today is the first day of formal classes, what Hoshino-miya actually talked about was just an explanation of the learning policy.

Well, even if it's a formal class, it makes no difference to Asakusa Toru.

He had already mastered most of the knowledge taught in class, so it didn't really matter whether he listened to the lectures or not.

However, even if he doesn't listen to the lecture, it doesn't prevent him from staying in the classroom.

Whether or not he attends class has little impact on Asakusa Tetsu. Even if he skips class at will, his efforts alone will only result in a few dozen points being deducted from the class score.

But there's no need for that.

The advanced training program is a completely closed system. Although it has complete supporting facilities, there's not much to do outside if you skip classes.

Besides, although it's better than nothing, the class points are linked to the monthly pay, so it's better to deduct as few points as possible.

More importantly, although the students in Class B are mostly angels, being too unruly can still make you a target of criticism, and it wouldn't be good if you were treated as a dropout in the special exam later.

...Let's find an opportunity to hand over the intelligence later.

Otherwise, if Longyuan comes over and finds out that Class B doesn't know about the special exam, they might take advantage of his absence to sell them secondhand information to recoup their losses.

Delaying the intelligence delivery by one day is also a way of giving back the two million points from Dragon Garden.

With that thought in mind, Asakusa Tetsu stopped thinking about those things and instead began to review the battle in the white gym last night.

Tianze Yixia's offense is biased. His initial move will not change, but it will change constantly as he responds. However, overall, it still has a certain bias.

Something was conveyed in her attack.

If you can understand it, you might not only improve your physical fitness, but also make breakthroughs in your combat skills.

This is probably part of the 'course'.

Recalling and pondering the battle of the previous night, the school bell rang soon afterward.

"..."

Honami Ichinose hesitated for a long time during this lesson before finally making up her mind.

She needs to strike up a conversation; only by taking the first step can there be any possibility of what follows.

We cannot stand still.

But just as she stood up, Hoshinomiya Chie, who had just announced the end of get out of class, continued, "Oh, and Asakusa-kun, come to my office."

"The teacher thinks it's necessary to have a good talk with you."

Thus, Ichinose Honami's newly mustered courage was once again thwarted.

......

On the other side, in Class D of Year 1.

Unlike Asakusa Tetsu, who slept soundly, Horikita Suzune didn't get a good night's sleep at all.

She had already been unable to sleep for half a day, and after searching and learning what a fake human was, she was even more unable to sleep.

Does such a thing even exist in this world? And in her class no less?

If such a person truly exists, then who is the imposter?

With this thought in mind, as soon as she sat down in class, she couldn't help but start observing her classmates.

First up was Kiyotaka Ayanokoji, who was sitting next to me.

He doesn't seem very bright, and he rode the same bus as me on the first day of school. He claims to be an escapist, and it seems that he has only spoken to me since the start of the semester.

...He doesn't seem like a fake.

Then there's Kikyo Kushida in the distance, chatting intimately with everyone.

She has strong social skills and can get along well with anyone. On the first day of school, she was on the same bus as an elderly woman and even took the initiative to ask others to give up their seats for her.

A fake person shouldn't have such strong negotiation skills.

Then there's Hirata Yosuke, who's vaguely becoming the center of attention in the class.

Yesterday, before the opening ceremony, she stirred up the atmosphere in the class by taking the initiative to start a conversation and let everyone take turns introducing themselves. She is similar to Kikyo Kushida in that she is a similar type of person.

Excluding the possibility of a fake person.

Aside from those three...

Ken Sudo seems like a delinquent; he can't control his emotions, is irritable, and doesn't fit in. Yesterday, he resisted Yosuke Hirata's attempt to introduce himself, claiming that he didn't come to this school to make friends.

Since he's a delinquent, he shouldn't be... a fake person, right?

However, it cannot be ruled out that the reason for refusing to negotiate is actually to cover up the identity of a fake person. If you think about it carefully, a bad and irritable attitude may be conducive to the use of violence.

Suspicion remains.

As for the rest... to be honest, although Hirata suggested introducing herself yesterday, she did not choose to comply. Instead, adhering to her belief that she did not need unnecessary social interaction, she also chose to leave after Sudo Ken left.

Therefore, she didn't listen to the other people's self-introductions at all.

Looking back now, even if social interaction isn't necessary, it doesn't seem like a big deal to just listen to and learn about the classmates who will be in the same class as me for the next three years.

...but she will not regret it.

Even if she had to do it all over again, Horikita Suzune would make the same choice.

Moreover, information obtained from self-introductions is not necessarily accurate. People's self-evaluation is difficult to be accurate, let alone the information they give to others.

That's right, in times like these, you just have to rely on yourself.

Horikita Suzune was confident in her observational skills.

"Ah, I really want to date Kushida!"

"Cute and charming, not only gentle, but also big, and the key is that it's big. I feel like it would feel amazing to put my face inside it!"

"Hey, hey, Kushida's mine, don't you dare get any ideas!"

When Horikita Suzune turned around and her gaze swept over the crowd behind her, she could clearly hear the voices coming from the three people who had somehow gathered together in a small group.

Undisguised desires, actions that disregard the disgusted looks of others, and unrestrained fantasies.

Kenji Sudo, Kanji Ike, and... Haruki Yamauchi?

...Would anyone really be so blatant as to indulge in fantasies about their classmates?

Suzune Horikita felt a growing sense of doubt.

Among these three, there may be a fake.

Chapter 18 Two Scoundrels

"Asakusa-kun, you should know why I called you here, right?"

After a class, Hoshinomiya Chie, whose alcohol lingering, sat at her desk, smiling as she looked up at Asakusa Toru, whom she had called over.

"Eh, what exactly is going on? I have absolutely no idea," Asakusa Tetsu said without wavering.

He certainly knew why Hoshinomiya Chie had come to see him.

It was either because he was absent on the first day, or because he was grouped with Class C.

Putting everything else aside, if it weren't for the fact that she was a teacher, Asakusa Tetsu really wouldn't want to talk to this woman.

After all, in his impression, Hoshinomiya Chie had absolutely nothing that could be called 'teacher ethics'.

The fact that she came to class today, still drunk and without even taking a shower, reeking of alcohol, wasn't because school had just started, nor was it because something unexpected had happened in her life.

It's simply because that's how she usually is.

Both their personalities and their true natures are rotten to the core; the only thing that's passable is their class advisor for Class B, Hoshinomiya Chie.

When talking about Hoshinomiya Chie, one cannot help but mention her best friend and confidante, Chabashira Sae, who used to be in the same class as her and also studied at the same advanced training school. She is now the homeroom teacher of Class 1-D.

I have to say, they truly are best friends; both of them are top-notch scumbags.

One clings to the past, deeply regretting the choices made during their student days, even harboring the obsession that if they could move up to Class A, even if it wasn't their own class, but just one of their own, they might find peace.

But she had absolutely no intention of taking any action on such an obsession. Not to mention taking any action, on top of her slacking off, she even had the time to stab the classes under her charge in the back and trip them up.