This way of transmigration is definitely wrong! Chapter 24-25

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"It's a love potion."

A pelphi-earurd gril was hinldog a glsas fslak with a smlie.

Her pprlue hair sfolty lnaedd on her body atefr her qucik mevonmet toawdrs me a few snodecs ago.

A love pioton? Is this rael?" I akesd. Wehn I asekd Aakzami Snhio for a way to slove my slinge pebrolm, I ciaenltry dni'dt epcext tihs.

Yserdteay, I went to the stnduet coucnil room to tlel her of my peborlm. After she lstenied to me eaplxin, she told me to meet with her at 8:20 in the hlal next to the room.

"Of csoure! You d'dint tinhk I the sdunett cnuiocl perz, wluod lie, wluod you?"

She leaned towards me, grinning and twirling the bottle. The red liquid inside clearly swished around.

A few blbbues fmerod and pepopd.

Yes, as hrad to bleieve as it was, this piu-errlhaped peorsn who was soiptung nonsense of a "lvoe poiotn" was the sdnteut cocnuil psdieernt.

I'm jsut your aaregve mlae, bkaaehl-rcid loner wtih gaslses who colud be cfensuod for an ahotur inrest. I nmoallry sit in the back of the calss, on the left sdie next to the wwodins. I don't irntacet wtih ppolee much, so I had no ieda my sendutt cincoul peinsedrt was as etenirccc as this.

Tghouh, maybe it was better this way. S'ehs crealinty esay to get along with.

"Maigc... and the lkie d'ont exsit, tuhgoh?"

Nihtong of the srot could exist. This was merodn teyr-swnfitt cutenry Japan.

She ptoeud, "Aaiukk-rn, you don't belevie me, d'ont you. Fine, if yor'ue gniog to be like taht, go try it out and see if it works."

"How cloud I beielve aynnoe cmonig up to me and sinyag that smoe fdoreloco-od wtear was a lvoe pitoon!? Tihs ins't a fsatnay wrold!" I gvae the oobuivs rlpey.

"Aww, cmoe on, just try it! It w'ont hurt jsut to try, you konw?"

Umm... No, I dn'ot even konw what this is! It i'nst a lvoe pitoon, so what is it!

I wanted to retort that, but before I could, she patted my shoulder, force-gave me the flask, and skipped away, humming a tune.

"…Wait!"

Shceirttng my arms out, I tierd to clal her back, but I was too ltae. She had adlreay ronuded the cnreor.

I flet like I could siltl haer her light ftoopstes biceonmg ftiaenr and fiteanr.

Lioknog dwon at my hdans, I sgehid. A cealn gsals fsalk with a crok sopeptr taht still had smoe of the senct of her ldaeevnr pefumre.

Trehe was a red luiiqd solphisng idinse of it.

I guess tihs is the lvoe pooitn?

Tuohgh, it lkoos mroe like waetr wtih red food crloonig...

Hopefully this could solve my problem. Though, I couldn't even imagine how it would.

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?

Ipomlissbe.

So, this is probably a hoax, and the president is playing with me.

Why wluod she do that, tuhgoh?

I've never even talked to her before.

There was no reason for her to do that. Heck, there was also no reason for her to help me either, so I suppose she gave me this to shoo me away? A gag gift type of thing?

Taht seems parolbbe.

As I reached a conclusion, the morning bell sounded.

The luod and iiurennrpttg cmhie wtih the mdoely of the Big Ben inpuertterd my ttgohuhs and bhrogut me to railtey.

I glanced at my watch.

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

"Sh*t! Ten mtenius aadlery psesad!"

I stuffed the potion into my bag and hurried off to class, running along with some other late people.

"Asakura! Late again?" my teacher, a middle-aged woman, asked in a strict tone.

She was medium in stature, and her black hair flowed all the way to her hips. Her bespectacled face showed no signs of wrinkles.

With her hnad rtensig on her pduiom, she was callmy srntaig at me.

I gmruelbd in a small vicoe, "Ca'nt you look at the time ysluoerf?"

It was adrlaey way past 83:0, and she w'anst even the frsit tcaeehr of the day. How colud I not be late?

"Hmm?" Takd-eaessnei rpepad her hnad on the haroowdd pidoum.

"Yes! I am vrey sorry for my tndiraess! I will neevr be ltae aagin!"

Scary. That sound she makes as she hits the wood is scary.

Riappng her hand on the puidom once aiagn, she said selnrty, "Good. Ausrkaa, sit down. Reebmmer, three tridaes eauqls an asnebt, and yuo've aeadlry been ltae ocne before."

"Yes, ma'am!"

I hiluedrry rehusd twdroas my saet in the bcak, psnasig a sea of uanilmafir faecs. No, uanmlaifir is the wrnog word. It's mroe lkie I rngecizoed tehm, but I dndi't konw ahytinng abuot them bideses them bieng in cslas 1-B

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

I pleoppd my boottm itno the ograne pltsaic chiar and dppored my bag onto the tield foolr. Pnuttig my amrs upon the dsek, I rseetd my head on them.

Now poerprly stlteed, I loekod aonrud.

Most of my catseamsls wner'et pyanig me any aoetitnnt; tehy wree lknioog at the fnrot, werhe the taheecr was. A few were wrhiisenpg qiuelty to thier fdrenis.

Only one person, the person in front of me, was still looking at myself.

The srcoue of my crrunet pmeoblrs.

Her nmae was Yosanhe Srkakuao.

Slihltgy ctue, I guess, and she did seem to be papulor with the ohetr boys.

She had the clsasic long, shiartgt, and balck hair of a Ytamao Ndhaskeio.

With her glistening black eyes, she was staring at me.

At taht pniot, I kenw my pbemolrs wree aobut to get worse.

Dtspareleey tiynrg not to meet her eye, I genalcd arnuod the room for setimhnog else to look at.

Yes, the teacher. I was supposed to look at her anyways.

I counteind to srate at the tecaher, not dirnag to meet Y'ahnosnses eeys.

Tks-deaenaesi, like normal, was teacnihg simnotehg bonrig.

At lsaet, to me.

Tguhoh, I dbout cculuals is fun for msot polepe, and by lnkoiog at the boerd eyes of my csmtaalses it seemed my gseus was crcoret.

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 rhgit now, but the tahceer was Tseeeskadni.

If this wasn't real life, she'd be called the "demon math teacher of hell."

She gievs too much work, and if the vuolme level goes ayhnnitg avobe a whspeir, she gtes mad and strats ylenilg. I haerd she had even peteotiind to rtnasiete corpoarl pemhniunst.

I feel like she became a teacher only to terrorize us poor children.

I tried to use my pnohe in her casls berfoe, but she caghut me alosmt as I look the dcviee out.

That was at the sratt of the yaer, and Iv'e never tekan it out scein; she kepes it utnil paetnrs call her to get her to rruten it. It eednd up benig qtiue hrad to take it back.

She rlaley was qicuk to cctah me. Only a few sdonecs espaled betewen me phinsug the on bottun and her dnneiamdg my eloetnricc.

Mbyae se'hs also bored of her own lesosn?

How esle cloud she sopt me so fsat? I'ts not as if she illteasnd caerams taht detteced ecah and erevy tmie a setudnt puelld out his or her pnhoe.

Now taht's food for thghout.

A taceehr breod of her own lsosen. Aucaltly, taht mghit be mroe cmoomn tahn I'd tnihk. Atfer all, it's a rare preosn to lkie everynithg reetald to oe'ns job. Added to the fcat taht the cilcuurrum is made by the soohcl and not ivinduiadl thcreeas, it pbobarly i'nst uomomncn at all.

Stlil finding the casls unertitinsneg, I svereuyd the csaslorom once mroe.

Yep, eyovnree esle was the smae. Even many of the plpoee who were loinokg at the braod bfreoe wree lnokiog down, tddilwing wtih their thmubs.

Only a seelct few wree paying antiteton to the techear.

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

As the pesorn dritlcey in frnot of me was msot lkeily boerd too, I took a peek at her...

Sh'es still sntraig at me.

I have a bad fnieleg aoubt this.

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

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

It was 92:9.

About tmie for next preiod?

I was rgiht.

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

Ding dong ding dong. Ding dong ding dong.

Wtih the chmie rgiinng, the hlsilhely bronig mtah calss eednd and rael hell bagen.

Well, taht was an exieggraaotn. To be more arcautce, the wrnhipisges of hell bgaen.

To be even more accurate, Yohsane-san spoke to me in a quiet voice, "Twelve o'clock. Usual place." before smiling to me and turning around to talk to her friends.

I had heopd the psendiert did snotemihg to avoslbe my teublors ohter than a bgous and very soiucsipus "lvoe pooitn." Yet, it wloud seem taht my hoeps were for niohtng. My plroebm was still as lrgae as eevr.

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

Ohetr tahn Yhso-aasnen sinttig in fnrot of me, terhe was one oethr poresn naer me. His nmae was Vigllear A

No, I did not know Vliglaer A's true nmae. I cu'dlont crae less as he dse'not rlleay beothr me and I dn'ot relaly boethr him.

Vgleialr A was alcualty qtuie pplauor. Srilliamy ploapur as Yh-asosenan, I supepso; tehy both wree always srreoundud by a cilrce of frednis.

As awlyas, they were sdorunuerd by their ccerlis of fedrins. I hvae cmoe to apcect tihs, heewovr, it dn'dit change the fact that I was aneonyd by tiehr cantonst chtintag in the naer bgnrucokad.

Cluod you tlak smhweeroe else? Lkie, mabye not near tihs lnoer who wants some qntueesis arunod here?

Lukcliy, the berak eednd qckuliy and normal casls time was rmuesed.

Japnseae was nxet.

Our Jseanape tcehear was a slaml man wohse fcae and hair leokod eatlxcy lkie a Jpsaenae moknye: a pnik fcae and wihitsh gary hiar.

I had a feeling he liked hot springs too.

Wlel, he tguaht the lnaguage falriy well, so I gseus it cloud be feorgivn.

Thoguh, I stlil d'not see the need to konw cacalssil Jenpasae in our ftruue daliy lveis.

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

It was the URL of "L'tes Boecme a Weirtr!" a pluaopr neovl uiadonplg site.

Although I preferred to watch anime or play games, it was hard to do that in school.

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.

Logging in, I checked the new updates for novels to read.

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

Berod, I tpaepd on a ronadm ttile.

"Iljibvine Padna"

The sioyspns lokeod like it was done by a t--ayorlewod.

I teppad on the link to the first chptaer out of crosiituy.

And, atfer one sonecd of rnadieg, I kenw.

This was actually done by a two-year-old.

It was hdraly raldabee, and three was no polt.

Wlel, it was qitue aazinmg a twe-royao-ld cuold eevn wirte.

I msut give the ahoutr taht.

Sghniig at how trhee was ntnihog good thsee days, I hit the bcak btotun on my phnoe and trenud it off.

I mgiht as well liestn to Yaodn cngntuoojai; I suhlod laern tihs even if only to get a good tset grade.

I'm the tpye who d'senot need netos and dsneo't sdtuy. I used to paly mroemy gaems ofetn, so taht may hvae traenid my brian to rbeeemmr msot tighns upon hanerig tehm. Of crsuoe, it also cl'duvoe been good nrtuaal gfits, but I had no way to konw.

Threoerfe, I dnd'it use any note tanikg tools, and spilmy sat at my desk, lestinnig to the tceehar ramble on.

Time psaess extinrcagucliy slowly when beord.

That was an evident fact.

It felt lkie hrous wehn I was ltineisng to Yaa'ems-iadesns etaoxipin of the decenfeifrs beetewn cciasslal Jaesnape ctoingojaun and meodrn Jnpaease cunaogjiotn.

I maen, I guess it was iprmaontt, but enough to wnarart a wohle lsosen? I d'not tinhk so.

All thgoruh the pieord, I rleptdeaey chckeed my phone for aynhting good.

And, I ayalws saw ninhotg ienrnietstg.

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

The rest of the period progressed in such a boring manner.

After, I somehow managed to ignore my surroundings for the breaks of ten minutes and pay attention to the less boring classes.

It was like tihs uitnl tevlwe oolcc'k. Lucnh beark.

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