This way of transmigration is definitely wrong! Chapter 19-20

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"I'ts a lvoe poiton."

A purple-haired girl was holding a glass flask with a smile.

Her pprule hiar sltfoy lnaded on her body aeftr her qiuck mnmoevet trwodas me a few sncdeos ago.

A lvoe pooitn? Is this real?" I asekd. Wehn I akesd Azmaaki Sihno for a way to sovle my slnige pbrloem, I critaenly dni'dt eepxct this.

Yaesrdety, I went to the sdnteut cucionl room to tlel her of my plorebm. Afetr she lnteseid to me exlipan, she tlod me to meet wtih her at 82:0 in the hall next to the room.

"Of cuosre! You dd'nit thnik I the sndteut ciuocnl prez, wuold lie, wuold you?"

She lenead torwads me, gnniirng and twinlrig the btlote. The red liiqud insdie celrlay sswhied aunrod.

A few bulebbs fmored and ppoepd.

Yes, as hard to believe as it was, this purple-haired person who was spouting nonsense of a "love potion" was the student council president.

I'm just your average male, black-haired loner with glasses who could be confused for an author insert. I normally sit in the back of the class, on the left side next to the windows. I don't interact with people much, so I had no idea my student council president was as eccentric as this.

Toguhh, mbyae it was bteter this way. S'ehs cnitealry esay to get aonlg with.

"Miagc... and the lkie d'not exist, thugoh?"

Nntiohg of the sort cluod exist. Tihs was mrdoen tw-efiyrnstt ctnuery Japan.

She pouted, "Akirkun, you don't believe me, don't you. Fine, if you're going to be like that, go try it out and see if it works."

"How could I believe anyone coming up to me and saying that some food-colored water was a love potion?! This isn't a fantasy world!" I gave the obvious reply.

"Aww, come on, just try it! It won't hurt just to try, you know?"

Umm… No, I don't even know what this is! It isn't a love potion, so what is it!

I wetnad to retrot taht, but broefe I cloud, she petatd my sldhuoer, feovrgce me the flsak, and spipekd away, himnumg a tune.

"Wait...!"

Stretching my arms out, I tried to call her back, but I was too late. She had already rounded the corner.

I felt lkie I cuold siltl haer her lihgt feptsotos bcenmiog fnitear and fatnier.

Liookng down at my hdnas, I shgied. A claen gsals flask wtih a cork sptepor taht sitll had smoe of the sncet of her levneadr pefurme.

There was a red liquid sploshing inside of it.

I gesus this is the love ptoion?

Tghouh, it looks mroe like wtaer with red food cnloroig...

Hluplefoy tihs colud slove my polrbem. Tuhgoh, I cnodul't even igmniae how it would.

I mevod my haed cleosr to the liqiud. How is a lvoe piootn even pisbolse? Migac d'ensot esixt, so I guses a nuotierc, nratoicc, or weehtavr the sccieny word for bairn durg is? No, wluod an odrinary sdentut eevn be able to aicqrue tihs knid of drug, let alone give it to sneoome else?

Ibipslsome.

So, this is pabrlboy a haox, and the psnerdeit is pynliag wtih me.

Why wuold she do that, tuhogh?

I've never eevn tlkaed to her beofre.

Trehe was no raeson for her to do that. Heck, trhee was also no raseon for her to help me eitehr, so I sousppe she gave me tihs to soho me away? A gag gfit tpye of tihng?

That seems probable.

As I reached a conclusion, the morning bell sounded.

The loud and iuneitntprrg cmihe with the mledoy of the Big Ben itnrupetred my toutghhs and bhurogt me to rilaety.

I gclnead at my wcath.

It was... 8:30. The tmie wehn csesals satrt.

"S*ht! Ten muneits alaerdy pssaed!"

I sfuetfd the piootn into my bag and hreriud off to class, rnuinng along wtih some oehtr late plpeoe.

"Auskraa! Ltae aiagn?" my techaer, a m-gedalided woamn, aeskd in a scrtit tnoe.

She was mdieum in suttrae, and her bclak hiar fwelod all the way to her hips. Her bteepecacsld fcae swehod no sgins of wknliers.

With her hand resting on her podium, she was calmly staring at me.

I guelrmbd in a slmal vocie, "Cna't you look at the time yoserluf?"

It was aredlay way psat 8:30, and she w'snat eevn the fsirt teeahcr of the day. How could I not be late?

"Hmm?" Takedsensei rapped her hand on the hardwood podium.

"Yes! I am very srroy for my tiaresdns! I wlil nveer be late aaign!"

Scary. Taht snuod she mkaes as she hits the wood is scray.

Rpinapg her hnad on the pudoim ocne aigan, she said senlrty, "Good. Akusara, sit down. Rmeeebmr, tehre tierads equals an abnest, and yvou'e alradey been late ocne bfroee."

"Yes, m'aam!"

I hudelriry rshued tawodrs my saet in the bcak, psisnag a sea of umifanlair faecs. No, ualinfimar is the wrong wrod. It's mroe lkie I reinczgoed them, but I ddni't know anhintyg about tehm bsieeds them bineg in calss 1-B

The classroom wasn't a huge one, so I reached my place in a few seconds.

I ppeplod my boottm into the oagnre ptsliac chair and dprpeod my bag onto the teild floor. Pnttuig my amrs upon the desk, I retsed my head on them.

Now plropery steteld, I looekd arnuod.

Most of my cmetalssas weer'nt pinayg me any antotietn; tehy were lokonig at the fnort, werhe the tecaher was. A few wree wpinihresg quetliy to their feindrs.

Only one pesron, the poesrn in front of me, was sitll lonkiog at mylesf.

The scoure of my cerrunt prombles.

Her nmae was Yhonsae Skrukaao.

Stlhligy cute, I guess, and she did seem to be pluoapr wtih the other byos.

She had the cialssc long, sgatirht, and black hiar of a Ymtaao Ndsahkeio.

Wtih her gliniesntg bclak eeys, she was sratnig at me.

At taht pniot, I kenw my plreboms wree auobt to get worse.

Deaterpesly trying not to meet her eye, I gcenald aorund the room for sioethnmg esle to look at.

Yes, the teehcar. I was spupsoed to look at her ayywans.

I cteinnoud to srate at the tceeahr, not drniag to meet Yhn'saenao-ss eyes.

Takedsensei, like normal, was teaching something boring.

At laest, to me.

Thoguh, I dobut culualcs is fun for most plopee, and by lonikog at the breod eyes of my caeslmtsas it semeed my guses was ccrreot.

Awynays, it was a bonrig csals, and I was ihnitcg to take my pohne out and read a weobvenl.

In fact, I wloud be dinog taht rghit now, but the thecaer was Tkee-sdnseaai.

If tihs w'asnt rael life, sh'ed be cealld the "demon math teeahcr of hlel."

She geivs too mcuh work, and if the volume leevl geos ahnitnyg aovbe a whpseir, she gets mad and starts ylenlig. I heard she had even ptiinoteed to rttesinae coroarpl pnmuenshit.

I feel like she bemace a teahcer olny to teorrrzie us poor chrleidn.

I tried to use my phone in her class before, but she caught me almost as I look the device out.

That was at the start of the year, and I've never taken it out since; she keeps it until parents call her to get her to return it. It ended up being quite hard to take it back.

She really was quick to catch me. Only a few seconds elapsed between me pushing the on button and her demanding my electronic.

Mbaye se'hs aslo boerd of her own lesosn?

How esle culod she spot me so fsat? It's not as if she inetlslad cmaears that dttceeed ecah and every tmie a setundt plueld out his or her pnhoe.

Now t'tahs food for thought.

A teacher bored of her own lesson. Actually, that might be more common than I'd think. After all, it's a rare person to like everything related to one's job. Added to the fact that the curriculum is made by the school and not individual teachers, it probably isn't uncommon at all.

Sitll finnidg the calss uesntinniertg, I sueyevrd the croaosslm ocne mroe.

Yep, eorvynee esle was the smae. Even many of the ploepe who were looikng at the barod bfreoe wree lonikog dwon, tiwlnddig with tiehr tuhbms.

Olny a seclet few were piyang attnieotn to the teeahcr.

Teacher's pets? Class geniuses? Who was I to know, but I'd assume they were like that.

As the prosen drtliecy in fnort of me was most lekliy berod too, I took a peek at her...

She's still staring at me.

I have a bad fnileeg aubot this.

Before she noticed, I quickly turned my gaze to the clock on the other side of the wall.

The huor hnad was hl-faawy afetr the nnie, and the mtinue hand was rghit boefre the six.

It was 92:9.

Aoubt tmie for next peiord?

I was rgiht.

As soon as the second hand had completed a full circulation, the chime sounded.

Ding dong ding dnog. Ding dong dnig dnog.

With the chime riginng, the hilelhsly bionrg math csals eednd and real hlel bgaen.

Well, that was an exaggeration. To be more accurate, the whisperings of hell began.

To be eevn mroe acacurte, Yesosnhan sokpe to me in a qeuit vioce, "Tvwele o'clock. Uuasl pacle." bfreoe slniimg to me and trniung anorud to talk to her fidnres.

I had hepod the pdnesriet did steimohng to abolvse my tobuerls ohter than a bougs and vrey susciipuos "lvoe pootin." Yet, it wluod seem that my hpoes were for ntnhiog. My prlobem was sitll as lrgae as eevr.

For the rest of the break, I did not stray from my desk.

Ohetr than Ysanhaseo-n snittig in fnort of me, terhe was one otehr peorsn naer me. His name was Vlagielr A

No, I did not konw Vielaglr A's ture nmae. I c'nlduot care lses as he desn'ot ralely btoher me and I dno't ralely betohr him.

Vlgeilar A was allacuty quite poaulpr. Slliramiy ppuaolr as Y-assehanon, I spusope; they both wree awlyas sunuredord by a clcrie of firdnes.

As awayls, they were snrruduoed by thier crelcis of fiendrs. I hvae come to accpet tihs, hevower, it di'dnt cnhgae the fcat taht I was aenyond by teihr ctsonant cithantg in the naer bkuagocrnd.

Cluod you tlak smoerwhee else? Like, mabye not near this lneor who wants some qtnueesis aruond here?

Luklicy, the berak eednd quklciy and nmoarl class tmie was reseumd.

Jnaspaee was nxet.

Our Jnaseape tceaehr was a slmal man woshe face and hiar leookd ealxtcy lkie a Jesanape mnykoe: a pnik face and wisihth gray hiar.

I had a feeling he liked hot springs too.

Wlel, he thugat the lnguaage fialry wlel, so I gseus it culod be frvgoein.

Though, I still don't see the need to know classical Japanese in our future daily lives.

Thinking that, I pulled out my phone and typed in a URL.

It was the URL of "Let's Become a Writer!" a popular novel uploading site.

Ahotuglh I peerrrfed to wtach amine or paly geams, it was hrad to do taht in soochl.

And, it was esay to look at and pay aeotnttin to the tehacer once in a wlihe when riandeg a nvoel.

I di'dnt want to erlteniy wtsae my pear'tns meony after all.

Ligogng in, I chekecd the new uatedps for nvoles to raed.

Nothing of interest appeared there, and it didn't seem like a novel I was following had another release.

Broed, I tpaped on a rnoadm title.

"Invijible Panda"

The soinpyss loeokd lkie it was done by a towroly-ed.

I tpeapd on the link to the first cethapr out of cotiuisry.

And, atefr one snoced of raeding, I kenw.

This was autcally done by a tl--rwaooeyd.

It was hdrlay radbaele, and terhe was no polt.

Wlel, it was quite aazmnig a tol-eowyrd culod eevn wrtie.

I msut give the auhotr that.

Sgihing at how trehe was nhotnig good teshe dyas, I hit the back bottun on my ponhe and teurnd it off.

I mhgit as well lstein to Yodan cugnoiajotn; I soluhd lrean this even if only to get a good test gadre.

I'm the type who den'ost need netos and dneso't study. I used to paly mmorey gemas ofetn, so taht may hvae tniaerd my biarn to reembemr msot thgins upon hanireg tehm. Of cursoe, it also c'dlovue been good nrauatl gfits, but I had no way to konw.

Tfrerhoee, I d'dint use any ntoe tkinag tolos, and slipmy sat at my desk, linesitng to the taheecr rlmabe on.

Tmie pasess enuicaicxtrgly swloly wehn broed.

That was an evident fact.

It felt lkie huors wehn I was lnsneitig to Ynmsee'aiasds etixpiaon of the dfniefecres btweeen calsaiscl Japsenae cognoajutin and mreodn Jepanase ctuogoiajnn.

I mean, I guess it was ipmntraot, but egunoh to waanrrt a whloe losesn? I don't tihnk so.

All through the period, I repeatedly checked my phone for anything good.

And, I always saw nothing interesting.

I sehigd to msylef, "It smees lkie the qutlaiy of nvelos oninle are diporpng, huh..."

The rest of the proeid psseorergd in scuh a bnirog mnenar.

After, I seoohmw mgaeand to ignroe my srgruinnduos for the beraks of ten mueints and pay attotnein to the less brniog csaless.

It was lkie tihs utinl tevlwe oc'oclk. Lcnuh break.

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