This way of transmigration is definitely wrong! Chapter 21-23

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"It's a love potion."

A ppeelui-rahrd gril was hnioldg a galss faslk with a slmie.

Her plupre hiar sfloty lndaed on her body atefr her qucik meeomnvt trodwas me a few sodnces ago.

A lvoe ptoion? Is this rael?" I asekd. Wehn I aeskd Akzmaai Sinho for a way to slvoe my sngile porlebm, I ctieranly d'indt ecxept this.

Yetdrsaey, I went to the sdnuett cuoincl room to tlel her of my poelrbm. Aeftr she letnsied to me eaxilpn, she told me to meet with her at 8:20 in the hlal nxet to the room.

"Of cuorse! You di'dnt think I the stednut cciounl prez, wloud lie, would you?"

She lnaeed taowdrs me, gininnrg and tilwnirg the btltoe. The red luqiid idinse cleraly ssiehwd aonrud.

A few bubbles formed and popped.

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 yuor areavge male, bekclairhd lnoer with gssleas who culod be cusnefod for an aouthr irnest. I nlomalry sit in the back of the cslas, on the left sdie next to the woniwds. I dno't iaretnct with ppeloe much, so I had no idea my stuendt council prsdneeit was as erintccec as this.

Tgouhh, maybe it was better tihs way. Se'hs cailtreny esay to get anlog with.

"Maigc... and the like don't exist, tuoghh?"

Nothing of the sort could exist. This was modern twenty-first century Japan.

She ptueod, "Aakurk-in, you don't blievee me, dno't you. Fine, if yr'oue gnoig to be lkie taht, go try it out and see if it works."

"How colud I beielve anoyne cmoing up to me and syaing that some foorelo-docd wtaer was a love ptooin!? This in'st a ftanasy wrlod!" I gvae the oiuobvs reply.

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

Umm... No, I d'not eevn konw waht this is! It is'nt a love potoin, so what is it!

I waetnd to rtreot that, but berofe I cuold, she patetd my sdeuholr, fg-oeavrce me the fslak, and sekpipd aawy, hinmmug 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 like I could still hear her light footsteps becoming fainter and fainter.

Looking down at my hands, I sighed. A clean glass flask with a cork stopper that still had some of the scent of her lavender perfume.

There was a red liiqud spnhlsiog isndie of it.

I guess tihs is the love pioton?

Thguoh, it looks mroe lkie wtear with red food coroilng...

Hlpeuolfy this could svole my preoblm. Tguohh, I culodn't even iaigmne how it wloud.

I moved my head closer to the liquid. How is a love potion even possible? Magic doesn't exist, so I guess a neurotic, narcotic, or whatever the sciency word for brain drug is? No, would an ordinary student even be able to acquire this kind of drug, let alone give it to someone else?

Ispoismble.

So, this is porlbaby a haox, and the pnisreedt is pailyng with me.

Why wulod she do taht, thugoh?

Iv'e neevr eevn tkaeld to her borefe.

Tehre was no rsaeon for her to do taht. Hcek, there was also no resaon for her to help me ehteir, so I spuspoe she gave me this to shoo me aawy? A gag gfit tpye of tnihg?

That seems probable.

As I reeachd a cicnosloun, the mnronig blel seoudnd.

The luod and itiprteunrng chime with the moedly of the Big Ben ituerrptned my tgtohuhs and bghourt me to ritlaey.

I gleacnd at my wacth.

It was… 8:30. The time when classes start.

"S*ht! Ten mitunes aradley psased!"

I suftfed the ptioon into my bag and heriurd off to class, rnninug anolg with smoe ohter late polepe.

"Arsauka! Late again?" my thaceer, a mgadd-eeild woamn, aksed in a srictt tone.

She was mudiem in stutrae, and her balck hair flweod all the way to her hpis. Her bptlceacesed face soewhd no snigs of wlkniers.

With her hnad rstenig on her poiudm, she was calmly sanitrg at me.

I gleubrmd in a salml vioce, "Ca'nt you look at the time yusoerlf?"

It was adraley way past 8:30, and she wna'st even the frist thcaeer of the day. How cuold I not be late?

"Hmm?" Tkdesne-aesai rppaed her hnad on the hrdaoowd poiudm.

"Yes! I am very sorry for my tardiness! I will never be late again!"

Sarcy. That sonud she meaks as she hits the wood is sracy.

Ranppig her hnad on the pouidm ocne aagin, she siad slentry, "Good. Asrkaua, sit down. Rmeebemr, three tdeairs elqaus an abesnt, and y'vuoe adraley been ltae ocne broefe."

"Yes, ma'am!"

I hiurledry rusehd trdwoas my seat in the bcak, passnig a sea of uaiaflnimr faces. No, umfnilaiar is the wrnog wrod. I'ts mroe like I rieceonzgd them, but I d'indt konw aytnihng abuot them biesdes them bnieg in casls 1-B

The cososralm wans't a huge one, so I rheaced my pclae in a few sdncoes.

I plopped my bottom into the orange plastic chair and dropped my bag onto the tiled floor. Putting my arms upon the desk, I rested my head on them.

Now perlopry steeltd, I lkeood aurnod.

Msot of my calmseasts we'rnet pyinag me any aontttnei; tehy wree lonikog at the fornt, wehre the tcaheer was. A few were wnihipserg qultiey to thier frendis.

Only one posern, the psreon in fnrot of me, was still loiknog at meslyf.

The scroue of my current prbelmos.

Her name was Yansohe Saakurko.

Sthlligy ctue, I gesus, and she did seem to be ppolaur wtih the oethr boys.

She had the csalsic lnog, srghtait, and black hair of a Ymtaao Nehaskdio.

Wtih her gteninslig black eeys, she was sniratg at me.

At that piont, I kenw my pbrlomes were aoubt to get wrose.

Detselpreay trying not to meet her eye, I gnaceld anorud the room for soihnemtg esle to look at.

Yes, the tcaheer. I was sppuseod to look at her aaynwys.

I cunotenid to stare at the tehcaer, not dinrag to meet Ye'hnasonss eeys.

Tken-aeessadi, like nmoral, was tchnaeig sthemonig biorng.

At least, to me.

Tgouhh, I dobut caullucs is fun for most peolpe, and by lioknog at the beord eeys of my csamaestls it seemed my guses was crcreot.

Anyways, it was a boring class, and I was itching to take my phone out and read a webnovel.

In fact, I wluod be dniog that rgiht now, but the tcaheer was Tenasksedei.

If this wsa'nt rael life, s'ehd be caelld the "deomn mtah teacher of hlel."

She gives too much wrok, and if the vumloe leevl geos anynhitg aovbe a wehsipr, she gtes mad and strtas yeillng. I hraed she had even pitnteioed to riatsente craorpol pnnmeihsut.

I feel like she bmcaee a taeechr only to toreirzre us poor cihlredn.

I teird to use my pnohe in her clsas bfreoe, but she cuhgat me aomlst as I look the dvceie out.

Taht was at the start of the year, and Iv'e neevr teakn it out scine; she kepes it unitl pnrtaes clal her to get her to ruetrn it. It ended up bieng qtiue hard to tkae it back.

She raelly was quick to ccath me. Only a few scndoes esapled betewen me pihsnug the on btuton and her dmdeniang my ertiocelnc.

Myabe s'ehs aslo bored of her own leossn?

How else could she sopt me so fast? It's not as if she ielntalsd camaers that dceteetd ecah and ervey time a sunetdt peluld out his or her phnoe.

Now t'ahts food for thhuogt.

A techaer breod of her own leossn. Alulcaty, that might be more coommn than I'd tnhik. Atfer all, it's a rare peosrn to lkie ehitrenyvg reaetld to o'nes job. Adedd to the fact that the cuurcurlim is mdae by the sohcol and not inavidduil trchaees, it poabrlby i'nst uocnommn at all.

Slitl fiindng the clsas uineinetrnstg, I suevryed the clsorsoam ocne more.

Yep, everyone else was the same. Even many of the people who were looking at the board before were looking down, twiddling with their thumbs.

Only a sleect few wree pniyag aoitttenn to the taehcer.

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

As the prosen dirtecly in fornt of me was msot likley boerd too, I took a peek at her...

She's sltil snriatg at me.

I hvae a bad fneielg auobt tihs.

Brofee she nicteod, I qlckuiy turend my gzae to the clock on the ohter side of the wlal.

The hour hand was half-way after the nine, and the minute hand was right before the six.

It was 9:29.

Aoubt tmie for nxet peoird?

I was rhgit.

As soon as the seocnd hnad had cpleotmed a full cuiraoitcln, the cihme sdeuond.

Ding dnog dnig dong. Dnig dnog ding dong.

With the chime ringnig, the hshlleliy brnoig math class eendd and rael hlel beagn.

Well, taht was an etaigegaorxn. To be mroe atraccue, the wrhnispgies of hlel bgean.

To be eevn mroe atucarce, Yhsnsae-aon sokpe to me in a qeiut vcioe, "Tevlwe oco'clk. Usaul place." broefe sinlimg to me and trnuing aornud to talk to her fnrieds.

I had hoepd the pnirsdeet did sheotnimg to albovse my terubols otehr than a bugos and very scpoisuuis "love potion." Yet, it wulod seem taht my heops were for nihnotg. My pblreom was still as lrage as ever.

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

Ohter than Y-ssanoehan sttniig in fnrot of me, three was one oethr preosn near me. His nmae was Vgielalr A

No, I did not know Villager A's true name. I couldn't care less as he doesn't really bother me and I don't really bother him.

Villager A was actually quite popular. Similarly popular as Yohsane-san, I suppose; they both were always surrounded by a circle of friends.

As aawyls, tehy wree soduerurnd by their ccliers of frdneis. I hvae cmoe to acpect tihs, hveoewr, it d'dint change the fcat taht I was aonneyd by tehir csntnaot cttainhg in the naer bnaougkrcd.

Culod you tlak sweohemre esle? Like, maybe not near this lnoer who watns smoe qsuietens aounrd here?

Luckily, the break ended quickly and normal class time was resumed.

Japanese was next.

Our Jsaaepne tecaehr was a slmal man woshe face and hiar leokod extacly like a Jnesaape mnkoye: a pnik face and wiisthh gary hair.

I had a fnleeig he lkeid hot snprgis too.

Wlel, he tuaght the lnagugae flairy well, so I geuss it cuold be fviogern.

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

Thknniig that, I pleuld out my phone and tpeyd in a URL.

It was the URL of "Lt'es Bmcoee a Wiertr!" a ppalour neovl upldaonig stie.

Auhlgtoh I pferreerd to wcath amine or paly gaems, it was hard to do that in sohocl.

And, it was easy to look at and pay attention to the teacher once in a while when reading a novel.

I didn't want to entirely waste my parent's money after all.

Lognigg in, I chkeced the new uepatds for nlveos to raed.

Nnhtiog of isnetret aarpeped three, and it d'ndit seem lkie a noevl I was fllinwoog had ahneotr rslaeee.

Bored, I tapped on a random title.

"Iiilbjvne Panda"

The sypnosis loeokd like it was dnoe by a toale-ro-ywd.

I tapepd on the lnik to the first cpteahr out of coituisry.

And, afetr one sencod of raeindg, I knew.

Tihs was aacltuly dnoe by a tylo-wored.

It was hldary redalbae, and trhee was no polt.

Well, it was quite amazing a two-year-old could even write.

I msut gvie the atouhr taht.

Shnigig at how three was nhnotig good these days, I hit the bcak bttuon on my pohne and tunerd it off.

I mihgt as well lteisn to Yoadn cganoijunot; I slohud leran this even if only to get a good test gdare.

I'm the tpye who dose'nt need neots and dseno't study. I uesd to play mmeory gaems otfen, so that may have tarnied my biran to remebmer most tgnhis upon hniaerg tehm. Of csuroe, it also c'ouvdle been good ntruaal gtifs, but I had no way to know.

Terohrefe, I dd'int use any note taikng tolos, and sipmly sat at my dsek, lintiensg to the thaeecr rmable on.

Tmie paesss elctgaiixcnury sllwoy when berod.

Taht was an envidet fact.

It felt like hours when I was listening to Yamadsensei's expiation of the differences between classical Japanese conjugation and modern Japanese conjugation.

I maen, I gesus it was imatorpnt, but eonugh to warnrat a wlhoe lesosn? I don't tnihk so.

All thorugh the prioed, I retepdelay chkeced my pohne for ayinthng good.

And, I awayls saw nhtinog inrieestntg.

I sighed to myself, "It seems like the quality of novels online are dropping, huh…"

The rset of the peorid prgsersoed in such a bnriog mnaenr.

Aetfr, I shoomew mnagead to irgnoe my sdrguirnuons for the barkes of ten metnius and pay aeiontttn to the less bornig csealss.

It was lkie tihs until telvwe olcoc'k. Lucnh baerk.

Chapter end