Real teaching, but diary flow

It was Hirata Yosuke, whose face was contorted in pain.

"Asakusa-kun, really, that's enough, there's no need for any more advice."

Having only recently recovered and briefly escaped the shadows of the past, Hirata Yosuke soon heard Asakusa Toru's devilish words again.

My heart was pounding, and a suffocating atmosphere was constantly enveloping me.

He found it hard to imagine what kind of 'game project' Asakusa Tetsu, who had already given two extremely bad suggestions, would propose next.

How far does he want to destroy this school before he's satisfied?

To what extent would he want to destroy the students of this school to be happy?

Hirata Yosuke didn't know that there was only one thing he knew.

Unable to stop this damned demon, they could only let him drag everyone down to hell.

But even so, he had to stand up.

Even though her body had already started to tremble.

"You, you just said that, right..." Hirata Yosuke was sweating profusely from racking his brains, but he still tried his best to open his mouth and make a sound: "We just need to make good use of our talents, we just need to do what we are good at."

"Suggestions, recommendations for game projects to consider, and so on."

"That's enough."

He said.

Toru Asakusa: "......"

With the chalk still hanging in his hand, Asakusa Tetsu's gaze met Hirata Yosuke's for a moment.

As the tense atmosphere began to spread and everyone's heartbeats started to accelerate.

Finally, he smiled.

"Okay."

Asakusa Toru casually tossed the chalk back into place and shrugged.

"Oh dear, I got carried away and forgot that you all have a precious talent called 'natural instinct'," he said with a grin. "Since you've said that..."

"That......"

"Can I have something to look forward to?"

he asks.

I dare not answer, I do not want to answer, I am unwilling to answer.

But an answer is necessary.

"Yes!" It wasn't Hirata Yosuke's voice that rang out. Turning around, one saw Yamauchi Haruki stand up, patting his chest and saying:

Leave it to me!

If it were just something like this, he firmly believed that he would never lose to anyone.

Hmph, Lord Yamauchi, let's set sail immediately!

Hirata Yosuke looked at him with a grateful expression, as if he had been saved. Although his classmate had acted very embarrassingly, he had stood up and spoken up.

Only at this moment will I feel truly gratified.

...Although I don't know why I feel relieved.

"Mmm-hmm." Nodding repeatedly, Asakusa Toru glanced at the current time.

There wasn't much time left until the opening ceremony, which was originally scheduled for "an hour later," but unexpectedly, after just a short period of casual commotion, an hour had passed.

Time seems to stretch out when you want to rush through it, but it also seems to fly by when you want to savor it slowly.

Well, that's about right.

Just right.

With a flick of his wrist, Asakusa Tetsu stepped down from the podium, casually wiping the remaining chalk dust off Chabashira Sae beside him, and returned to his seat under everyone's watchful eyes.

Then, he gave a strange look.

"Why are you looking at me? It's almost time. You can move around freely now."

He propped his head up with one hand and glanced around.

"I don't want to see anyone else in this class. Choose your goals and start taking action." Asakusa Tetsu maintained his bright smile: "Don't worry, after you've all left, I'll go around and guide you one by one, explaining how to do things better."

After a brief hesitation, the entire class, led by Haruki Yamauchi and Kanji Ike, dispersed from the row closest to the door.

Only...

Um, seven people.

Suzune Horikita, Kikyo Kushida, Megumi Karuizawa, Airi Sakura.

Chabashira Saeda, Ayanokoji Kiyotaka, and Koenji Rokusuke.

Yes, just the seven of them.

It's reasonable and normal for the first four to stay; they all have something to say.

The last three... probably each have their own reasons.

so......

"Would you like to form a line?"

"Why are you sitting sideways instead of properly?" Asakusa Tetsu asked, tilting his head.

“No need.” With an extremely ugly expression, Koenji Rokusuke said, “I’m just letting you know that transferring the money is already my final concession. I absolutely will not do anything like playing house.”

"I can't do anything."

After saying those words, Koenji Rokusuke turned and left with a cold face.

Six people remain.

He even stopped speaking his favorite English, which made him seem quite unhappy.

However, while he was unhappy, Asakusa Tetsu should have been happy.

He just gave a big smile.

"So, old woman, is there anything you want to say?" Ignoring the departing Koenji, Asakusa Toru turned to Chabashira Sae: "Don't tell me now that you're worried about being punished by the school leaders for the whole class missing the opening ceremony."

"This level of teaching accident is not something a useless homeroom teacher like you can handle, so you have no reason to worry. On the contrary, you might even be able to expect a 'silence' compensation from the school?"

...Oh right, a teaching accident.

After being reminded by Asakusa Tetsu, Chabashira Sae belatedly realized that such a problem might indeed occur.

The entire class missing the opening ceremony is a huge teaching incident.

Even so, she no longer paid any attention to the school.

The guy in front of me looks like he's going to turn the school upside down, so her actions are completely insignificant.

She was just thinking...

What else can I do? What else should I do?

Originally, she wanted to give up the only bargaining chip she had, the one she once wanted to give to the person she loved, but in the end she didn't. Since the breakup, the purity that she had been constantly depreciating in her was perhaps no longer youthful.

Hehe, is it pure?

She's already reached the age where she'd be insulted by being called an 'old woman,' yet she still possesses youth, a beautiful body, and a youthful appearance.

How much charm will it retain?

Moreover...

Horikita Suzune, Kushida Kikyo, Sakura Airi, and Karuizawa Megumi...?

He knew at least four women beforehand, and they all had close relationships with him. Each of them was a beautiful young woman.

I have no competitive advantage over them at all.

So, although she was slightly tempted at first, Chabashira Sae quickly suppressed that thought.

“No, I have nothing to say.” She shook her head, pursed her lips, glanced at Asakusa Tetsu with a wistful look, and turned away. “I can only… wish you good luck.”

Such a capable person came to Class D.

It was her good fortune.

Such a capable person's goal is not to advance to Class A.

It was her misfortune.

However, if he hadn't been promoted to Class A, but instead relied on the students in Class D to destroy the school's system through their efforts...

Then... could she pretend to have won?

Class D proved themselves in the end.

Even if it's not in the form of being promoted to Class A.

Chashu Sae left.

Five people remain.

To be precise, it was actually only Ayanokoji Kiyotaka.

He glanced around and saw that the four women didn't seem to intend to speak before him, so he reluctantly took the initiative to speak.

"Who is Atsuomi Ayanokoji to you?"

The very first question is about this.

“Hmm.” Asakusa Tetsu raised an eyebrow and replied, “He personally handed me a ‘graduation certificate’.”

Upon hearing this, a distinct look of surprise flashed across Ayanokouji Kiyotaka's eyes.

diploma?

Something I've never heard of before.

If there is any such thing as graduation in the White Room, it is only when the ever-increasing training intensity fails to match the trainees' competence that they will be forced to 'graduate'.

But he had never heard of receiving any graduation certificate.

He has not yet graduated because he is far from reaching the limits of his learning.

Even though the education provided by the White Room could no longer satisfy him.

Moreover, it's hard to imagine that man would personally hand out any kind of certificate or similar document to anyone.

However, his intuition told him that Asakusa Tetsu was not lying.

He had no need to lie.

After a moment of silence, Ayanokouji Kiyotaka asked again, "Is this his plan? He's given up on using me?"

There's no need to talk about riddles anymore; if we're talking about information asymmetry, then there is one between them.

However, the one with the biggest difference was not Asakusa Tetsu, but Ayanokoji Kiyotaka.

He knew absolutely nothing about the man in front of him.

You can test the waters and elicit information.

But if he's not mistaken, all the scheming wouldn't be as straightforward as this question-and-answer dialogue.

“It has nothing to do with him. He won’t care about what’s going on here. Until the time comes, he won’t touch or affect this place in the slightest.” Asakusa Tetsu shook his head. “And when the time comes, he will get back on the right track and run his gym properly.”

...incomprehensible words.

But the undeniable fact is that the invisible shackles that bound me seem to have disappeared.

In this respect...

"Thank you."

Words that would never normally come from him came out of his mouth calmly, without the slightest hint of gratitude.

"I understand."

Ayanokoji Kiyotaka turned around, seemingly oblivious to his surroundings.