Part 29

My foot had finally stepped back on native soil, I thought to myself as I finally got off the plane.

It had been a difficult week, during which basically nothing interesting had happened. Everything was as it was toned down. I came in, told the gist of the idea, showed the results, got enthusiastic sighs, lots of questions and already people's offers of help and funding. But to my regret, I have only now realized that it will bring and not a few problems, despite the benefits.

Of course, these could only have been my thoughts, and they would have remained so if the assassin had not come to my room to say hello to my head, but thanks to Juzo and his effective training, I was able to break this assassin pretty well, or maybe he just didn't think that the sleeping gas wouldn't work on me.

As it turns out, my nanomachines could undermine a pretty good market. Medicines, curing people and sucking the last of their money out of them, medical equipment. All this brings in a lot of money for the right people. And of course, my panacea didn't please them too much. But I wouldn't care much if it didn't cause problems for ordinary people. Doctors, nurses, attendants. They would all have nowhere to go. So, the most logical option would be to introduce nanomachines slowly and preferably at a higher price, so that the medical field begins to die out slowly, and then in time every person will get a vaccine.

With such unpleasant thoughts I sat in a cab, which, according to my instructions, headed in the direction of my home. Unfortunately for me ------ will be back in a week, as her class was away on an excursion or vacation on some island, I was not really listening. In that amount of time, you just automatically start filtering the information that comes into your ears.

But I finally got home and lay on my bed with relief. As I had already informed Jin-san, I would be stepping into my position as Koichi's deputy tomorrow. Shit. The class has probably all scattered and scrambled to learn by now, our whole class was only held together by Kyosuke, as far as I remember there are no people in 77 class who are responsible for the leadership of the class. I also think I need to go into the lab tomorrow morning and lay out all the present and what I took and managed to get.

I guess now again I didn't know what to do, something this condition has started to come up a lot. It's because the need for action is gone or because I'm starting to worry more about what's coming next. Thinking in order to get rid of these nasty thoughts I should just skip the time and forget about it. Opening the sleep panel, I set the timer for 12 hours, I think that's the longest I've ever gone to sleep. The world darkened as familiarly as ever.

(Time skip.)

Woke up, as always, in great condition. Always thought it was the worst cheat I've ever had, but as it was, I just had coffee for moral pleasure without any morning routine and without a bite of food in my mouth. I certainly do all this every day for the sake of conspiracy, but I haven't yet forgotten that I don't need any of it.

When I left the house, I walked slowly down the familiar road, and after a short time, I reached the academy. I have to say that when you come to the academy as a teacher, it feels completely different, what will happen when I teach kids! And it didn't matter that I was supposed to go to the academy this year and they were all supposed to be my classmates.

But as much as I didn't want to go to class right now and clean it up like a real GTO or should I say GTM, I had to give everyone time to get ready, and I also wanted to stop by one place, so I turned away from the academy in order to go around the other side of it. After a couple of minutes, I reached my lab... Does it still count as my lab? I think I need to transfer my responsibilities as head to someone else. Maybe.

As I opened the door, I immediately heard a noise from my home lab. Quietly opening the door and walking into the office as well, I saw a girl there. She had the familiar dark purple respirator, and her school uniform had finally changed to something resembling Ultimate clothes. It consisted of a brown jacket and the same color skirt with a dark belt, black gloves and brown shoes, and she wore a dark purple blouse to match the respirator and a white shirt with a red bow tied on it. I think the odd update was that instead of pantyhose or stockings, her legs were tied with black bandages. It was, of course, still a school uniform, but this time it had its own elements added to it.

"Good morning, Seiko." - I startled the girl, who twitched and looked at me frightened, though that fright immediately disappeared behind the smile I introduced. "Decided to change your style? It suits you!"

"Thank you, Yasuke-san! Good morning to you too." - I have to say that this girl has become many times more confident than she was when we first met, though Sakura may have had an influence on that. "Back already? How did it go?"

"As you can see. Here." - I said, handing over the briefcase I'd been dragging practically all the way home. "Then let Mia read it. What are you doing up, by the way?"

"Got caught up on a project." - she said and gave me some piece of paper, while she herself began to open the briefcase and look through the information that was in it...

Meanwhile, I took it upon myself to read the papers she gave me. It took me a few minutes. And I have to say I didn't notice how much better she had become, I guess you have to stop judging people by themselves. In all the time I have known her, she has been able to surprise me more than once and has done a lot on her own and has managed to create many medicines and found many applications for already existing medicine. Now she was halfway there, or should I say at the end of it, on how to create a kind of drug that can make you an almost unkillable soldier with monstrous regeneration. It takes a lot of body resources, of course, but nothing that can't be repaired.

"You did well Seiko." - I praised her and patted her on the head.

"T-thank you." - Still, she was a little embarrassed. "You did well, too. You were able to invite so many investors."

"Okay. You talked me into it. I'll give you an A in my class and permission not to come." - I abused a little power.

"Hahaha." - she laughed lightly. "And what are you driving."

"I don't know." - I admitted. "I'm kind of an assistant so I'll only be responsible for the class and its upbringing, but all of a sudden."

"I see." - She accepted it.

"Okay." - I said getting up from the chair I sat in as we talked. "I think the whole class is here, so I'll go greet them."

"Good luck to Yasuke-san." - What a nice girl she is.

"I don't need it, but okay." - I said coolly and walked out of the building.

Before coming to class, of course, I contacted Koichi to find out which class I should go to and at least some dossier on all the students. By dossier he meant the bare minimum, a picture of them and an Ultimate, but that was basically enough for me since I knew all their personalities and I just wanted to make sure that all the students in class 77 were in place. And for decency's sake I took these dossiers with me so that I had them in a small folder in my hands.

When I got to the right floor, I found a sign with the number B-1 on it. To my surprise, Hope Peak sometimes had more than one class. In all three years of my schooling, that had never happened before. But it didn't matter much, walking to the door I opened it and walked into the classroom.

"Good morning." - I said quietly and saw the deplorability of the situation. "Where are the others?" - I turned to the four students.

"Good morning!" - said one of the girls in the class.

It was Sonya, whose last name I can't remember. She wore the same brown school uniform as Seiko, consisting of a jacket, skirt, shirt, and the same color vest. She also wore a brown headband with a four-leaf clover on the right side of her hair in her blond long hair. Black thigh-length socks and brown shoes. Also, along with that she had pale skin and blue eyes. Truly an "Ultimate Princess." And I have to say she was taller than the average girl I saw.

"Hmm..." - said Fuyuhiko with his legs tucked up on the desk.

Who differed from his usual state only by his brown, white-checkered vest. I also have to say that he looks at me with anger. It can't be because of those pictures I threw at him.

"Who's that? Some guy I've never heard of showed up." - tried to belittle me with the littlest one in the class.

She was a little girl about 4'30" tall with blond hair tied up in a crooked ponytail that was tied up with a red band in the middle with some kind of doggie in it, and her bright orange eyes looked at me with incomprehension. Her clothes made her stand out strongly from the rest of the class, as she was dressed in a traditional yellow kimono with patterns of white and orange flowers, and it was all tied together with a pink belt, which I think was called an obi and was tied with a bow on her back. Whose name I would honestly forget if I didn't remember it with the help of a file. Hiyoko, whose last name I also didn't look up. "Ultimate Master of Japanese Dance."

"I think he has the wrong classroom." - The last person in the class said rudely.

It was a girl dressed in an academy school uniform. She had dark red hair in a bob cut, olive green eyes, and a pale face with freckles on her cheeks. Mahiru is somebody out there. And she is an "Ultimate Photographer." And she doesn't seem to like men much, which I basically didn't care much about.

"No, you're not." - I said, making my way to the pulpit. "And yes petite. If you don't know me, it just shows your lack of illumination."

"WHAT..." - she tried to say something.

"Since today, or rather since two weeks ago during which I have been unable to attend the academy due to my departure." - I excused myself a little. "I'm your substitute class teacher Yasuke Matsuda, pretty much everyone I'm happy to meet."

"Hee." - made a nasty sound. "Seems like this one will be fun to break. His social status life organs and everything."

"And I'm going to have fun skinning you alive, and believe me, if there's one person in the world who can do it, it's me." - I startled her, causing her to retreat. "And no one can hear you scream. And you can't get out. You're not strong enough."

"I commend you." - said the best student in the class and put her hands together.

"We don't speak Japanese like that." - Mahiru corrected Sonia.

"Wait a minute! Where did Kizakura go he's our class teacher!" - let out a cry of despair from Fuyuhiko, who I hadn't told that I would be his class teacher.

"Don't you know him?" - I asked him a question. "He's drunk as usual, and now he's hung over and pissing on the toilet."

"Again?" - Fuyuhiko wondered.

"And yes..." - I said, and as if for the sake of decorum, I started flipping through the magazine I had placed on the table. "...Fuyuhiko Kuzuryu. Yes?"

"..." - To this the guy was only silent.

"The next time I see you put your feet on the desk, you'll be cleaning up the classroom for a month after school." - I said angrily looking at him, to which he answered me as well. "But we'll limit it to a week for now."

"What..." - he wondered. "Bastard!"

"Two weeks." - I said, and I didn't take advantage of my position in any way. I had to show that I wouldn't have any favorites. "And if you say one insulting word toward your Sensei, you'll stay all month."

"~~~~" - he muttered something to himself that I couldn't understand.

At that moment, the classroom door opened and another student ran in. She was dressed in her school uniform just like the other students, except that she had a bandage on her right cheek and bandages wrapped around her right leg and left knee, and some bandages wrapped around her left arm. She had light skin and long, disheveled, plum-colored hair that was unevenly cropped. Also, a few of my eyes ran over her lush form, and her pale gray-purple eyes looked at me anxiously, and if I looked closely, I could see a mole under her left eye. Mikan. And she is an extremely interesting person to me since she is an "Ultimate Nurse."

"Excuse me!!!" - she said the first word anxiously. "I'm late!"

After that, she began to fall over because she bumped into the threshold. After that there was the sound of a pile of falling things, and when I looked at the floor, I saw the extreme frank pose that Mikan found herself in. The ropes, which had appeared by divine providence, had tied her up in a BDSM kind of way so that part of her belly was visible, one shoe had come off her feet, and the toe of that foot was hanging off her big toe. One of her legs was leaning against the desk and the other was resting against a fallen chair, which would have made the view of what was under her upturned skirt even more beautiful had it not been by sheer accident that the satchel had censored it all.

"Hey look away!" - The redhead started yelling at me.

"Eh, I tripped!!!" - Mikan herself said while almost crying.

For decency's sake, I was left to "cover" my eyes with my hand and lower my head in a sign of all the hopelessness that I had experienced. I remembered, of course, that there were moments like that in the game, but I thought it was a fanservice and couldn't happen in reality. Apparently, I was wrong.

"You do this every morning! You're a bot, a blithering, stinking female underdog who wants to seduce the first handsome guy she takes away." - The top of petite's face darkened and you could see it wasn't a feigned rage.

"I'm sorry." - was the only thing Mikan could say.

"A handsome guy?" - I said and looked at the embarrassed petite and also at Sonia lifting Mikan up. "Where are the others? There should be sixteen people in the class, and right now there are only five of you."

"That's probably all who will be in today." - Sonia said at the same time lifting Mikan.

"Where are the others? What are they doing." - I said as if I didn't know myself.

"I don't know I don't care!" - said the little one, stepping back from her embarrassment while lying on her desk.

"In case you didn't know, attendance is not required at this school. So, they don't have to go here." - The redhead began to say with rage. "All you have to do is sharpen your skills and take a practice exam."

"I-I tried to attend class..." - Mikan began to say.

"Don't act like a goody-goody." - Said this tsundure under-salted.

"I'm sorry!!!" - Mikan almost shouted, then cried afterwards.

"I see... So, I get up this early to share my wisdom with stupid students, and they don't even come to my class." - If I'm the classroom teacher here, I'll be the best classroom teacher ever!!! And they're really freaking out, when I was in high school no one in my class ever missed a class, and now I'm a teacher. Maybe I'll get an "Ultimate Teacher". I thought, still watching my teacher skill come up and go up a few times. "Come on."

"А? Where?" - The little one didn't understand.

"Let's go look for all your classmates to show them the power of friendship and unity of one class. After all, you're one class and should be together, it's moments like this that usually make friends for the rest of your lives, so I can't let you miss this moment and not enjoy your youth with your friends!" - sounded kind of good, so now I don't look so selfish. Even though I'm their same age, but I, that is, have friends.

"Um..." - said the redhead, and if this were an anime, a drop of sweat would appear on the back of her neck.

"Do you have something against it?" - I said and put a bit of an aura of fear into my words while looking at her.

"I think that's great teacher!" - Sonia jumped up to me with stars in her eyes and imaginary fireworks all around her and her hands clenched into fists next to her chin. "Maybe this is exactly what I was hoping for when I knocked on the gates of this school!!!"

"Now that's a fighting attitude! Respect!" - I encouraged my favorite student.

"Screw it." - Tzundure jumped up from her seat while slamming the table. "Why do I have to act friendly with everyone."

"Because your sensei told Fuyuhiko-chan to." - An aura of fear and a nasty smile that only he could see.

"~~~" - and again, he said something to himself under his breath.

"Well." - I said, lifting a finger up. "Let's go show the true path to the others!"

"..." - a tense atmosphere.

Saying it is one thing, but saddling up is another. I didn't know where the other students were. So, taking advantage of the situation, I pulled out my phone and tapped into the cameras to find the other fifteen students. After spending not much time, I was finally able to determine an approximate route. And the first point of visit, oddly enough, had to be the bathroom. The men's room.

Because of decorum, the petite and the redhead stayed outside the restroom, but Sonia and for some reason Mikan, who most likely couldn't just say no.

"Wow!!!" - she said with excitement? As the steam that appeared around her, I couldn't explain the stars in her eyes and the slight blush. "This is the Japanese men's room!"

"Why did you even come in here?" - For the first time, I was in agreement with Fuyuhiko.

After that, a slight wave went through the whole bathroom, along with an earthquake, then another one, and then silence. Outside the door, I heard the little girl's indignation. Sensing something was wrong, and literally flushing, I shoved my students out of the bathroom.

"Booh." - there was the sound of something indecent and not normally said in decent society all over the toilet, and the worst part was that it didn't stop, it only got worse, and the resulting smell I'm sure I could write it off as a gas attack of death. "THERE'S CRAP!!!!" - a shout was heard along with it, and then the last spit was heard. And fuck him, if this wasn't a hallucination from those gases, there was an air attack at the end that caused cracks to appear all over the room, and the door nearly flew off its hinges and acquired a significant number of cracks.

"What the fuck just happened..." - I thought to myself.

(From the author: the moment in the anime was not the most realistic.)

It didn't take long for a laughing man to emerge from the broken door, rubbing the back of his head in embarrassment. He was a tall man, about two meters tall, with a very prominent musculature. He had a rough face along with brown eyes through which ran two vertical scars up to his chin, with a small beard as black as his hair, which was slicked back. His clothes consisted of a blue tracksuit that was torn at the shoulders, also tied around his neck was a big chain to which a whistle was fastened, and on his feet were geta, wooden sandals to be exact. And he didn't look like a high school student, but he was my student. Nekomaru Nidai or "Ultimate Coach."

"Excuse me! It was really hard to push her out today!" - He started talking about his shit. "And the toilet seems to be a bit clogged."

"I'm afraid to imagine what usually happens." - I looked around the room. "I feel sorry for the people who are going to fix it all."

"Sorry about that! I went a little overboard when it came out." - scratched the back of his head at Nekomaru.

"That's way more THAN just a little!!!" - indignant Fuyuhiko, who peeked into the bathroom with the others to see what had happened.

It didn't take long to convince him to come with us, or rather, he didn't even resist. So, after reporting the incident to the academy administration so that they could fix the toilet, we went to a place where another student was supposed to be, namely the canteen.

Once in the canteen, we looked around and logically there was no one here, but there were sounds of work coming from the canteen. When I went to the dining room and just opened it, I saw my next target standing at the stove. It was a guy of chubby build who was the same height as the petite one. He was wearing a classic chef's suit, consisting of a red apron with three red stars on the right side and the same color scarf around his neck. A small chef's hat could be seen on his head. He had dark brown hair, styled pompadour with a noticeable slant to the left. Because of his constant squint it was impossible to tell the color of his eyes. Teruteru, or in other words, "The Ultimate Chef."

"Wow!" - he finally noticed me and changed his face to his noble face while opening his eyes, allowing me to notice that his eye color was dark brown and his eyebrows were too much bigger. "What a handsome man came into my kitchen! Won't you join me in frying scones?"

"Scones?" - I didn't understand.

"YES!!! Whatever you want. Soft, hard, gentle, hot whatever you want." - he said, and a drop of blood came out of his nose.

"So, buns?" - I realized what he meant and remembered that his tastes were not limited to women. "Why wouldn't they be? But only this isn't the best place, why don't we move someplace else?" - I said changing my face, too, to a noble one with a gentle smile.

"YES!!!" - he shouted and immediately ran for the door.

First out of the kitchen I saw everyone I gathered and they all had a blush on their cheeks and the beautiful half even bled a little.

"Uh...what?" - he didn't understand when he saw his class.

"Like class." - I finished him off. The main thing was to put on an aura of fear. "I'm your homeroom teacher, so next time, please don't skip class."

"Y-yes. H-okay." - He staggered back to the spot.

It didn't take him long, though, and he almost immediately returned to his normal state and immediately wanted to pester Sonia, while asking her his questions about what kind of meat she liked and how thick it should be. After hitting him on the head, I patted Sonia on the head, who didn't understand why I'd hit him, and the rest, however, exhaled.

According to the cameras the next person who was closest was on the street, so we went to the exit of their academy, while taking some things from the canteen in order to bait her, or else her bad temper would not affect anything else. Walking down the street we began to prepare a place for the trap, which, however, consisted of a small brazier and a large piece of meat. But before that.

"Mikan." - I turned to the girl who was standing off to the side...

"Yes Matsuda-sensei!" - she said and almost cried at that.

"It's okay to just Yasuke. And the rest of you don't be shy either." - I didn't startle her further. "Why aren't you in the Hope Peak Medical Unit yet?"

"Ah ah ah ah what?" - She was immediately lost in her thoughts. "I-I-I've never heard of that!" - she began to cry again.

"That's okay." - I walked over to her and patted her on the head to calm her down. "We'll come in at the end and I'll write you down... Oh here it comes."

Apparently, the smell of meat had spread throughout the academy and she finally smelled it. The girl jumped from the roof of the academy and got tangled somewhere in the leaves and afterwards came down to the ground to pounce on the meat, but as I stood between these two products, I took her by the hand and with inhuman strength fell to the ground at the same time during the flight I wrapped her arm on the back and as a result when she fell to the ground, I was already sitting on it with my hand seized.

Almost as soon as she realized her position, she tried to push me off, but to my regret (or luck) she couldn't move me even a millimeter, and then looked over her shoulder at me with considerable shock. I also noticed the surprised look on Nekomaru face.

"What are you looking at?" - I turned to her with a cheeky smile. "You're just too weak to push me down."

I got off under her still stunned stare and gave her my hand.

"My name is Yasuke Matsuda, and I am your class teacher." - She accepted my hand, and I lifted it with a sharp jerk while shaking the dust off it. "So please don't skip class again."

"O-okay." - she said with a blush on her cheeks.

At this point I got just the perfect view to examine her. She was a tall girl with an athletic build, but still smaller than me. She had tanned skin, brown eyes, and unkempt, disheveled brown hair. She was dressed in a red miniskirt that couldn't hide her gorgeous hips, and the top consisted of a short-sleeved shirt with what looked like torn buttons that just couldn't hold up those two beautiful hills that were slightly larger than ------. Akane Owari or Ultimate Gymnast. I came out of my naughty fantasies. Damn...for the first time in my life I wanted to go to the red-light district, mentally at that, not physically. Thanks to the system. For the first time in my life, I'm happy for her.

"You smell like meat." - Did she compliment me?

"So do you." - I said and turned around. "Well, there's supposed to be another apprentice around here. So, let's go see him."

I said and headed off to one side while not immediately noticing that two people had fallen behind.

"That doesn't sound like you Akane." - Nekomaru turned to the frozen girl. "Normally you would have jumped at him for a fight."

"Not a chance." - The girl said in shock. "When I tried to move him, I realized he wasn't my level or even yours, monster. It was like trying to move a mountain."

"Yeah. It surprised me, too." - Nekomaru said seriously for the first time. "It only made me want to fight him more."

"Me first." - The girl jumped up. "It's just going to be the best fight ever. I want to beat him. Or at least practice to beat you."

They both smiled cheekily at each other and ran to catch up with the others.