Unlimited Ambition

Hmm, I'll ask her for advice another day.

Besides, Nana seemed quite flustered after seeing my actions.

"I knew it! Mr. Sakamoto is completely unreliable! What should we do?! What should we do?! What should we do?! Would it be better to run away now?"

Just as Nana was still hesitating, I pulled her over and said, "Let's not talk about anything else for now. Let me introduce a new classmate: Shinonome Nana—like me, she is also a veteran member of the otaku community. Her favorite thing is to dress herself up as a robot—like that wind-up decoration on her back."

And so, I took it upon myself to decide on Nana's attributes and characteristics. I guess that solved the problem for her. The classmates all exclaimed "Oh!" in unison, so the crisis was considered averted.

Nana finally breathed a sigh of relief, patted her chest, and thought to herself, "Although there's a slight problem with that explanation, it's much better than being discovered to be a robot. I didn't expect Mr. Sakamoto to actually be so reliable in a crucial moment."

As soon as she relaxed, Nana felt something was wrong in her mouth. "Eh, this, it feels like something's stuck in my teeth." At this moment, Nana looked completely clueless. She then put her finger in her mouth, fiddled with it for a while, and pulled out a screw.

……

"What, what should we do, Mr. Sakamoto?!"

"Idiot! Hurry up and put it away! Hurry! Don't let anyone see it—"

Immediately afterwards, I suddenly sensed someone spying on me. I turned my head and saw that the woman with long, straight black hair had already taken out her phone, and that thing that looked like an infrared camera was already pointed at Mina.

Fortunately, everyone else was a fool except for her.

Since that's the case, you're heartless, so don't blame me for being ruthless too! Damn it, I'm sorry—Teacher's Secret Technique: Chalk Smash! A piece of chalk shot towards the phone in the black-haired girl's hand at a terrifying speed that surpassed the speed of sound, and then with a "crack," it smashed the phone's camera directly.

"Hey student, you're not allowed to bring your phone to school, don't you know that? Come to my office after class!"

"What?! This teacher who looks so cute is actually this powerful?! Mai-chan, why did you take out your phone in front of the teacher?!" On the other side, a girl who resembled Misaka Mikoto—I mean, who looked like Misaka Mikoto—said this.

The woman with long, straight black hair smiled, revealing a knowing look: "This thing is quite interesting." Then, with an unusually nonchalant air, she tossed the broken phone into the trash can behind her, stood up, and said to Gu in an ethereal voice, "I still don't know the teacher's name."

What is this? A provocation? A challenge?! From ancient times to the present, except for a certain dynasty, a certain revolution, students have never, ever, ever won against their teachers! Hehehehehehe... Interesting, I admire you.

"My name is Wright Baldwin. This is not a name imagined by an otaku or deliberately changed. It is my real name."

“Wright Baldwin?” The woman with long, straight black hair nodded. “I’ll remember that name.”

Their eyes met, and in that instant, like a flash of lightning, sparks flew. It was as if they could read each other's minds.

"He's a worthy opponent."

"But they are also troublesome."

"Unfortunately, in the end, I am the only one who can win."

"It will defeat you."

Immediately afterwards, the woman with long, straight black hair and I burst into laughter at the same time. My laughter was hearty and pleasant, while hers was deep and charming. They were completely different, yet remarkably in sync.

"Let's settle this once and for all!" ×2

Immediately afterward, the girl with long, straight black hair sat down. I turned around and wrote Wright Baldwin's hiragana on the blackboard. Then I slammed the chalk down: "Class is now in session!!"

As the standoff between the two temporarily subsided, the air in the classroom seemed to circulate again, and the immense, invisible pressure from before vanished in an instant.

It seems that this lovely college, and my lovely students, will keep me entertained.

Hehehe, hehehehe, hehehehehahahaha.

"The teacher's tail is wagging so hard..."

"When a cat is happy, its tail wags, right?"

"Aren't you talking about a dog?"

……

Hold it in. They're just a bunch of brats, nothing serious. Letting people talk won't hurt you.

Then I began my first lecture. The students, who had initially listened indifferently, unexpectedly became incredibly excited halfway through. They were, after all, just a bunch of underage teenagers. A little encouragement and they were completely carried away. No wonder the army loves young soldiers.

Just like that, the points I'd lost for various reasons were instantly won back. Discussions about my lesson continued into the second period without stopping, leaving the Chinese teacher, who was also the homeroom teacher, completely bewildered.

That's about it.

Ah, ah, I have to go to class next period. Being a teacher is really... because I'm the only philosophy teacher in the whole school.

And so, I entered the second classroom, which was far from ideal. There was no one like the long, straight-haired black-haired girl who could catch my eye—wait, perhaps it's too early to say that.

Hmm, this smell... That's right... I've dealt with that kind of creature before... Yes, it's the creature known as the Magical Girl...

My gaze swept over the blonde girl with pigtails.

Perhaps we should make use of this kind of thing.

Gu's lips curled up, revealing a strange smile.

"Alright, let's begin the lesson! My name is Wright Baldwin! My profession is a shut-in!"

Chapter Ten Ceremony

"Kyoko-san? Could you spare a moment of your time to have a proper talk with me?" After class, I stopped the blonde girl with twin tails who I had been watching for a long time in class in the hallway.

"Wright...Teacher?" The girl with twin ponytails seemed shy, clutching her notebook and covering her mouth, looking at me with a slightly resistant yet expectant gaze.

"Okay." I nodded with a smile. I said, "Let's find a quiet place where we can 'have a good' chat."

"I wonder what the teacher wants to talk to me about?" Kyoko asked with a hint of curiosity.

“Let’s talk about life, let’s talk about ideals, and…” I lowered my voice, speaking in a volume only the two of us could hear, “Let’s talk about Billie…”

When Kyoko heard me utter the last word, her expression clearly changed. She forced a smile, and seeing no one around, forcefully dragged me to the edge of a nearly deserted hallway. Pretending to be fierce, she said, "Who are you?"

"Didn't I tell you before class started?" I said calmly, waving my hand away from Kyoko's.

"You should know that's not what I want to hear!" Kyoko continued fiercely.

I burst out laughing, then reached out and pinched Kyoko's cheek: "You're such a cute girl, why do you have to act so fierce? You're not pretty at all."

"You?!" Kyoko took a step back, covering her chest with her hands, looking as if she was about to cry.

"Relax, I mean no harm," I said, then I vaguely heard someone approaching. I turned around to leave, and told Kyoko one last time, "Wait for me on the rooftop during lunch break." After saying that, I drifted away.

So, the third lesson followed.

hiss……

Have I forgotten something?

Meanwhile, in the teachers' office, Mai Mizukami, who had been waiting there after class, was stood up by me. She's currently extremely annoyed and, strangely, has developed a strong sense of pride, refusing to leave the office. As a result, she missed two classes.

"Um, that Minakami-kun... it's almost time for the fourth period... aren't you leaving yet?"

Beside her, her homeroom teacher, Ms. Sakurai, asked this question.

"Hmm... Hmph..." Mai-chan turned her head, smiled at her, and didn't say anything.

That's about it. After the third period, I finally relaxed and thought about how we needed to talk business on the rooftop during lunch break. So, I figured I might as well eat the bento that Nana had made now. And so, I returned to my office—where I saw the long, straight black hair radiating immense resentment.

"Oh? You're still here, Minakami-kun." I greeted her casually as I walked to my desk and sat down, then opened the bento box that Nana had prepared for me. I picked up my chopsticks and prepared to eat.

"Ms. Wright." The woman with long, straight black hair walked over and asked, "What is it you wanted to talk to me about, Ms. Wright?"

"Oh, that. Everything's fine now, you can go back," I said.

"Isn't it because I was playing with my phone in class that I'm being punished?!" the long-haired black-haired girl said to me anxiously.

"That?" I shoveled a mouthful of rice into my mouth and swallowed it down. "As for punishment, hasn't it already been done? You were left alone in the office for so long."

"Huh?!" The woman with long, straight black hair was shocked, not expecting me to say that.

"Ah, to be honest, I really didn't expect that Shui Shang would be so patient, waiting for me for almost two hours. Hehehe..." I laughed carelessly, and then continued eating.

"..." The woman with long, straight black hair felt dizzy for a moment, thinking, "I never thought that someone who hunts geese all day would be pecked in the eye by a sparrow. She's always the one playing tricks on others. I never expected that she would be tricked by this new teacher today. She even went to him and let him play her."

The woman with long, straight black hair was momentarily conflicted and almost grabbed the ashtray next to her and smashed it on my head.

"Okay, that's about it. You can go now." I waved to indicate that she could leave.

However, long, straight black hair is still long, straight black hair. In that instant, she adjusted her mindset and put on a mysterious smile again: "Teacher Wright."

"Hmm? You haven't left yet? Is something the matter?"

Suppressing her displeasure, the woman with long, straight black hair said, "This weekend, I'm going camping with my friends. Would you like to come along, teacher?"

"Camping..." I hesitated for a moment: "Would it be inappropriate for me to go?"

"There's nothing wrong with it. The teacher doesn't look that old. And there aren't many people participating. It's just me, Yuko, and Mio."

"Is that so? What's the specific time?" I put down my chopsticks and asked.

"Meet at the school gate at five o'clock on Saturday morning." The smile on his long, straight black face gradually widened. But his thoughts were dark; he wanted to use this opportunity to take revenge.

"Don't go."

Unexpectedly, after we got to this point, I refused quite decisively.

"What?!" The woman with long, straight black hair realized that she had been tricked by me again.

Just as the girl with long, straight black hair was about to walk away, looking lost and disoriented, I called out to her again: "You mean, Aioi Yuuko is going too?"

"Yes," the woman with long, straight black hair replied.

"Hmm... if that's the case, I'll go."

"What?!" The long-haired black girl was shocked again. And for some inexplicable reason, she felt a surge of resentment towards Yuko. Afterwards, she returned to the classroom, just as Yuko foolishly went to play with her, only to be severely punished.

However, Yuko is also the kind of clingy, goofy character. Therefore, she doesn't hold grudges.

Lunch break, on the rooftop.

Because the wind is generally stronger at higher altitudes, her skirt would occasionally ride up. Therefore, what was visible beneath Kyoko's skirt was a glimpse of blue and white stripes.

However, Kyoko didn't seem to realize this. She didn't do anything unseemly like covering her skirt. She just looked at me calmly and said, "Teacher, who exactly are you?"

"What do you think?" I asked with a slight smile.

Kyoko shook her head: "I don't have the leisure to play a guessing game with you right now, teacher—if you don't answer, I'll kill you!"

After she finished speaking, Kyoko suddenly produced a katana in her hand, pointed it at me in a very serious manner, and assumed an attacking stance.

"Raise your hands a little higher, and bend your knees a little more. Most importantly, don't puff out your chest so much—it's best to wrap it up a bit. Didn't your teachers tell you that?"

My first two sentences were fairly fair, and Kyoko subconsciously listened to me. However, my last sentence had a teasing tone, and Kyoko blushed and drew her sword to strike.

Such amateurish skills were obviously no match for me. I stood in front of her without dodging or flinching, and with a quick flick of my right hand and two fingers together, I blocked her katana. Then, with a quick pull, I sheathed the sword back into its scabbard.