Let's do it again, Yukino.

The chance to be reborn softened the way he looked at the passersby and even his classmates.

At the school gate,

The female members of the Discipline Department stood at the school gate as usual, checking discipline.

"Please mind your attire. Gentleman, please tie your tie neatly."

"Miss, please tuck your shirt into your skirt."

Buzzing

Like a nagging neighborhood committee auntie, the disciplinary department is the least popular department among students, whether in high school or junior high.

And when Chunri, who had been sleepless all night and whose clothes were slightly disheveled, passed by the school gate.

Among the group of neighborhood committee aunties, there was a girl who looked like a lower-grade student who seemed to notice Chunri, whose style was completely different from that of the students next to her.

"That student, yes, I'm talking to you!!"

Because he felt hot, Haruhi rolled up the cuffs of his sleeves as usual, and several buttons on his shirt had been pulled off by Yukinoshita while she was asleep the day before. In addition, he had a tall, fierce and terrible appearance.

In short, spring today has returned to its usual unpleasant ways.

Hearing someone calling her, Chunri, who was simmering with anger due to lack of sleep, casually glanced to the side, her cold, sharp eyes locking onto the other person like a venomous snake.

"Huh? You wanted to see me?"

The veins on his forehead throbbed faintly, and he hunched over as he looked at the somewhat immature first-year high school girl, his hoarse voice trembling slightly.

"Oops!!! I'm sorry, I mistook you for someone else. Please take care, senior. Remember to visit the Disciplinary Committee next time."

The junior from the disciplinary committee seemed genuinely frightened by Haruhi's gaze. She trembled, swallowed back the words she was about to say, straightened her delicate body, and shook her head frantically at Haruhi like a rattle-drum, cold sweat dripping from her forehead.

Meanwhile, the second-year disciplinary committee members next to them, quite in sync, all turned their gazes to the other side, completely ignoring their helpless junior classmate.

"This junior from the disciplinary committee, she's probably got something wrong with her head."

Looking at the bewildered junior in front of him, Chunri felt a little puzzled.

boom!

She was hit hard on the buttocks, and losing her balance, Chunri, who was originally standing at the door, stumbled and fell into the campus under the force of the blow.

"What are you doing?"

Haruhi glared furiously at Hiratsuka Shizuka, who had a cigarette dangling from her lips and her hands in her trench coat pockets.

Hiratsuka Shizuka, however, looked at Haruhi with a calm and serene smile.

"Didn't you notice that the cute disciplinary junior was scared by you, Kasuga? Stop kneeling here and get back to the classroom."

She was wearing a white shirt and a dark gray coat, with pale blue low-cut shoes on her feet.

The white trench coat he always wore moved without any wind, giving him the air of a martial arts master.

It was Hiratsuka Shizuka who gently kicked Haruhi from behind into the schoolyard.

"……snort."

After brushing the dust off her bottom, Chunri stood up from the ground without saying a harsh word to the teacher. With her hands in her pockets, she silently walked towards the classroom.

If it weren't for the fact that she couldn't beat Hiratsuka Shizuka, Kasuga would have already turned against her.

What kind of teacher goes to boxing clubs for fun all the time? I don't know where Hiratsuka Shizuka learned such refined Sanda fighting skills.

Well, no wonder no man will dare to marry such a beauty like you in the future.

As I jogged along in the spring sunshine, I silently made a sarcastic remark to myself.

"Stop right there! Kasuga-kun, you're thinking something incredibly rude, aren't you?"

With a woman's most acute sixth sense, Hiratsuka Shizuka took off chasing after Haruhi again.

Being a teacher is really hard work.

……

…………

Back in the classroom,

As soon as Chunri sat down in his seat, before he could even put down his schoolbag, the girl in front of him, Nagato, turned around at a very straight angle after hearing the noise behind her. Facing the boy with an unfriendly expression, she fearlessly pushed up her glasses and was about to say something.

Springtime immediately interrupted the other person's attempt to speak.

"Turn your face away, Ms. Nagato Yuki. I'm very sleepy right now and just want to get some sleep. I don't want to talk to anyone at all."

Early in the morning, Chunri, who was already planning to use the morning classes to catch up on sleep, had no intention of giving this literature-loving girl any entanglement.

"I just saw you get kicked hard by Hiratsuka-sensei at the school gate, Kasuga-kun. I happened to take a picture of your disheveled expression. Do you want to see it?"

Yuki Nagato held a delicate cell phone in her hand and gently waved it in front of Haruhi.

"Nagato-kun, are you naturally dark-skinned? Also, how many times have I told you, can you at least watch your tongue?"

Springtime, already feeling depressed, couldn't help but slam her hand on the table, her heart filled with impatience.

Nagato stared at Haruhi with an expressionless face, relentlessly pressing her gaze.

"Do you want to see? Photos of yourself?"

Chunri stared speechlessly at the overly familiar girl, remaining silent for a long time: "..."

Um, I'm sure this girl is definitely one of those naturally eccentric girls you often see in novels, and the kind who doesn't know how to speak properly.

He ignored her and buried his face in his shoulders. After a while, his muffled, hoarse, and dry voice came from under his desk.

"Please, Nagato-kun, this afternoon. Whatever your wish may be then, I will grant it. Until then, could you please not disturb my peaceful sleep?"

"..."

Slowly putting down her phone, Nagato's expression, which had been somewhat blank, softened slightly, and she swallowed back the words she had wanted to say.

"Well... goodnight, Haruhi-kun."

A single, quiet sentence accompanied the boy's yawn as he drifted off to sleep.

The morning bell rang suddenly at this moment.

……

…………

And on the other side,

In the principal's office, Hiratsuka Shizuka looked at the principal sitting there with some disbelief.

"Sir, is this really the right thing to do?"

He seemed to have heard something somewhat unbelievable.

"Well, I'm not kidding you, Hiratsuka-sensei."

The principal standing in front of me was a somewhat dignified middle-aged man. Dressed in a clean and tidy black suit, he crossed his arms, his eyes devoid of emotion.

"Hiratsuka-sensei, if possible, please make that Haruhi Kasuga student an object of hatred, resentment, and fear for all the students in the school."

The principal, with a smile on his face, repeated the sentence he had just said to Hiratsuka Shizuka.

"...Why do this? I can't understand it."

Hiratsuka frowned and shook his head heavily, though he was also a little...

Even after so many years in education, this was the first time she had heard such cold and heartless words from this respected principal.

"Haruhi-kun, to be honest, your personality is a little eccentric, but you're not a bad person at heart, at least not in my opinion."

"Of course I know that Kasuga-kun is not a bad person. I had already investigated his family background before he enrolled. Although it was a bit complicated, his personality is understandable. Besides, if things hadn't gotten this bad, I wouldn't have called you, Hiratsuka-sensei, over."

With a heavy sigh, the principal tossed a document onto the table. Hiratsuka Shizuka took it, glanced at it, and then her calm expression turned somewhat somber.

“That child, no, I mean that Kasuga-kun, he’s already playing this role very seriously, but he’s still a little short of the mark and needs us to give him a little push.”

There have been far too many student misconduct incidents at our school recently.

Extortion, blackmail, bullying, and even sexual harassment—these incidents that teeter on the edge of crime are indeed happening in Zongwu High School.

Or rather, such incidents occur to some extent in almost all high schools.

While schools are indeed a microcosm of society, they are not places where students can indulge themselves.

Learning is the primary concern for students.

“Originally, I didn’t want to admit that such things could happen in the pure and sacred school, but until yesterday, when the parents of the twentieth child who was bullied by upperclassmen or even classmates called me, I had to believe the fact that there are some things that we may not know, but that doesn’t mean they didn’t happen.”

The principal is a good person and hopes that all students at Soubu High School can study here peacefully and graduate.

“Mr. Hiratsuka, I cannot allow such a situation to occur on our campus. I am the principal, which means I need to manage everything on campus, and it also means that some things must be changed through alternative means.”

He looked at Hiratsuka Shizuka with a somewhat solemn gaze and said something earnestly.

"Therefore, I need someone that all the students in the school can hate and fear, and to give those disobedient students a little bit of tension. Hiratsuka-sensei, I trust your character and acknowledge your professional ethics. That's why I called you here and told you all this. Hiratsuka-sensei, you shouldn't disappoint me, right?"

Just like many schools have teachers who play the "bad cop," sometimes, simply patiently guiding students is not enough to instill normal values ​​in them. Even if you, as a teacher, want to build a friendly relationship with them, this relationship is not as solid as you might imagine; it can crumble at the slightest breeze.

Hiratsuka Shizuka, standing still, was deep in thought with a somewhat grim expression.

(P.S.: New author, three chapters a day! Please recommend, tip, and leave your comments and feedback! Thank you so much!)

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PS2: This book belongs to the campus romance genre. There aren't many fancy cheat codes; the male lead is just an ordinary person with brute strength.

Chapter Eleven, First Commission

The term "teacher" sounds like a very noble profession, but once you truly understand the meaning of being a teacher, many people are actually not so willing to become gardeners of the nation's flowers.

"I've never really understood why Shizuka Hiratsuka loved her teaching profession so much, and even now, I still don't get it."

Kasuga vaguely remembers that at a university party, Hachiman Hikigaya, after getting drunk, made a statement about teachers that was very much in line with his usual style.

"Teachers, especially high school and junior high school teachers, have to come to school before 8 a.m. and then they are imprisoned until 5 p.m. Of course, they can't go home on time at 5 p.m., and there is no overtime pay. Even if they work on Saturdays, there is no overtime pay. Their salary is also reduced to the same level as or even lower than that of ordinary white-collar workers."

"Even with such a miserable job, teaching is still a very unpopular profession in society. Teachers are often criticized for having too much retirement pay, which is unfair to most ordinary people. In addition, most teachers are not respected or well-liked by students' parents. Even though they teach according to the regulations of the humanities province, they are still criticized for serious problems with the school's education system. You think that's enough? No, it's not enough. Because teachers are also considered civil servants, they are forced to display the national flag and sing the national anthem. In addition, they have to watch the mood of the education committee members, parents, students, and society every day. So, teaching is a very boring job. Of course, some teachers can't even find a boyfriend because of this, which means they have to watch their parents' mood. Can you believe how miserable that is?"