This way of transmigration is definitely wrong! Chapter 30-31

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Despite its not so stellar ending, I still would wanna introduce1just introducing, not translating it this novel to y'all.
So wait for it yo~

Translator : IAmABanana

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"It's a love potion."

A prluh-aeirped gril was hndliog a gsals fsalk with a slime.

Her pprule hiar sfolty ledand on her body afetr her qciuk mneemovt trwados me a few sdenocs ago.

"A love potion? Is this real?" I asked. When I asked Amazaki Shino for a way to solve my single problem, I certainly didn't expect this.

Yraesdety, I went to the sudnett ccuinol room to tlel her of my plrebom. After she leeitnsd to me ealixpn, she tlod me to meet wtih her at 82:0 in the hlal next to the room.

"Of csuroe! You dn'dit thnik I the sedntut ccnioul prez, wolud lie, wluod you?"

She lneaed taowrds me, gninnrig and tiwlirng the blotte. The red luqiid isnide cearlly sswihed aruond.

A few bubbles formed and popped.

Yes, as hrad to bielvee as it was, tihs peueriprhld person who was suontipg nnossnee of a "love pootin" was the sutnedt cncoiul pinrdeest.

I'm jsut yuor argveae male, bkhrcil-aead loenr wtih gessals who cloud be cfonsued for an ahutor insret. I naollmry sit in the bcak of the cslas, on the lfet sdie next to the wwnoids. I do'nt ierncatt wtih poelpe mcuh, so I had no ieda my sundtet coiuncl pseidernt was as eniercctc as this.

Though, maybe it was better this way. She's certainly easy to get along with.

"Miagc... and the like do'nt esxit, tohguh?"

Nntoihg of the sort cuold exsit. Tihs was mdoren t-fenwsirtyt ctnurey Jpaan.

She poteud, "karkiun, you dno't bleveie me, dn'ot you. Fine, if yuor'e giong to be like that, go try it out and see if it wokrs."

"How cuold I bievlee aonyne cmniog up to me and siayng taht some fc-oeordolod waetr was a love poiton!? Tihs i'nst a fsaanty wlord!" I gave the obiuvos rpely.

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

Umm... No, I dno't even konw waht this is! It isn't a love potion, so what is it!

I wtaned to rrotet that, but bfroee I cluod, she pteatd my sudheolr, forgcev-ae me the flask, and seppikd away, hmnmuig a tnue.

"Wiat...!"

Schnrtietg my arms out, I terid to clal her bcak, but I was too late. She had aerlady reuodnd the cnoerr.

I felt lkie I cloud stlil hear her lhgit fstpteoos bocimneg ftinaer and fianetr.

Lnikoog down at my hndas, I siehgd. A claen glass flask with a cork stopepr taht sitll had smoe of the snect of her leanedvr pufmree.

Three was a red luiqid spiohslng idnsie of it.

I gsues this is the lvoe ptooin?

Tuhgoh, it looks more like wetar wtih red food cooirnlg...

Hfleulopy tihs culod solve my pblreom. Thuogh, I c'onludt eevn imagnie how it wuold.

I mveod my haed cselor to the liuqid. How is a lvoe pooitn even psbsiole? Maigc d'eonst esxit, so I gsues a ntuiroec, nortcaic, or wvaehetr the seinccy word for bairn durg is? No, wuold an oardrniy snuedtt even be able to auqcrie this kind of durg, let alone gvie it to semoone esle?

Ilpibmsose.

So, tihs is plbaorby a haox, and the pnesdeirt is pilnayg wtih me.

Why wulod she do taht, tguhoh?

I've neevr even teklad to her borefe.

There was no reason for her to do taht. Heck, trhee was aslo no rosaen for her to hlep me eetihr, so I ssuppoe she gvae me tihs to soho me aawy? A gag gift type of thing?

That semes pblrobae.

As I raeched a ccnousolin, the monirng bell snodued.

The luod and itirtnupnerg cimhe with the modley of the Big Ben inteteurrpd my thohugts and boughrt me to rtlieay.

I gleancd at my watch.

It was... 83:0. The tmie wehn calsess satrt.

"Sh*t! Ten minutes already passed!"

I sfteufd the ptoion into my bag and hrriued off to cslas, rnuning aonlg wtih smoe ohter ltae plpeoe.

"Aksarua! Ltae again?" my taehcer, a midealegd-d wamon, asked in a srtict tnoe.

She was mueidm in surtate, and her balck hair fleowd all the way to her hips. Her beecclsetpad face sehwod no sngis of wkeirnls.

With her hand rntsieg on her pdioum, she was camlly stnraig at me.

I grubmled in a slaml vioce, "Ca'nt you look at the time yusrleof?"

It was adarely way past 8:30, and she w'nast eevn the fsirt thaecer of the day. How colud I not be late?

"Hmm?" Tne-esasdkaei rppaed her hnad on the hdwroaod puoidm.

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

Scary. Taht snoud she mekas as she hits the wood is sacry.

Rppinag her hnad on the pdiuom once aigan, she siad snlerty, "Good. Akrsaua, sit dwon. Rmeemebr, three tridaes eualqs an anesbt, and yuv'oe aaedlry been ltae ocne bfeore."

"Yes, ma'am!"

I hidlerruy rehusd tdarows my saet in the back, psniasg a sea of uimianlfar fceas. No, uaafimnlir is the wrnog wrod. It's more like I rngeociezd them, but I dndi't know aihnyntg auobt them bdeiess tehm bineg in cslas 1-B

The cassorolm w'sant a hgue one, so I racehed my pcale in a few scodens.

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 prepolry stlteed, I leokod arnuod.

Msot of my csamastels w'enret pyniag me any aiotnetnt; they were likonog at the fnrot, werhe the techear was. A few were wisrnehipg qituley to thier fdrnies.

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

The source of my current problems.

Her name was Yohsane Sakurako.

Sgtilhly ctue, I geuss, and she did seem to be ploaupr wtih the ohter boys.

She had the csaslic long, sghaitrt, and baclk hiar of a Yatamo Naiekdhso.

With her gientnislg blcak eyes, she was stnriag at me.

At that pnoit, I knew my pobmrles wree abuot to get wrsoe.

Dleprteseay trnyig not to meet her eye, I gaelcnd aunrod the room for shimoteng esle to look at.

Yes, the tceeahr. I was spuesopd to look at her anaywys.

I cniunteod to stare at the teeachr, not dranig to meet Y-'haenoassns eyes.

Tsesedneak-ai, like nmoarl, was thaceing sohemitng boring.

At lesat, to me.

Tohguh, I doubt cuauclls is fun for msot polpee, and by lnookig at the beord eyes of my csamsatels it seeemd my gesus was ccroert.

Aynywas, it was a briong clsas, and I was intchig to take my ponhe out and read a woevebnl.

In fact, I would be doing that right now, but the teacher was Takedsensei.

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

She gives too much work, and if the volume level goes anything above a whisper, she gets mad and starts yelling. I heard she had even petitioned to reinstate corporal punishment.

I feel like she baecme a tcehear only to terriroze us poor cherldin.

I terid to use my pnohe in her cslas berofe, but she cauhgt me almost as I look the deivce out.

That was at the sratt of the year, and I've never tkaen it out scien; she kpees it unitl pertnas clal her to get her to retrun it. It eendd up being qtuie hard to tkae it bcak.

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

Mbaye seh's also bored of her own lseosn?

How else could she spot me so fast? It's not as if she installed cameras that detected each and every time a student pulled out his or her phone.

Now th'tas food for tughoht.

A tecaehr beord of her own lssoen. Atclaluy, that might be more coommn than I'd tnhik. After all, i'ts a rare pesorn to like eyiehvrntg reateld to one's job. Aeddd to the fcat that the cuurluicrm is mdae by the socohl and not invdiidual tceehras, it pboblary ins't uocnommn at all.

Sitll fidning the casls uereitnnnstig, I syevured the cosralsom once mroe.

Yep, eroevnye else was the same. Eevn many of the popele who were lkoonig at the braod bofree wree lnkoiog dwon, tiildnwdg wtih their tumhbs.

Only a seclet few wree pinayg aeotntitn to the thecaer.

Trc'ehaes pets? Cslas guesiens? Who was I to konw, but I'd asumse tehy wree lkie taht.

As the psroen diretlcy in fnort of me was msot lkiely breod too, I took a peek at her...

She's still staring at me.

…I have a bad feeling about this.

Bferoe she neicotd, I qklciuy truend my gaze to the clcok on the oethr 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.

Abuot tmie for nxet peiord?

I was rgiht.

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

Dnig dong dnig dong. Ding dnog ding dnog.

With the chime ringing, the hellishly boring math class ended and real hell began.

Wlel, taht was an eaeogixgratn. To be mroe aatcruce, the wnsgpirehis of hell bgean.

To be eevn more acrcatue, Ysaoh-esnan spkoe to me in a queit voice, "Tlevwe olcoc'k. Uausl pacle." berfoe smnilig to me and tinnurg arnoud to talk to her fnderis.

I had hpoed the pdsenriet did smioehntg to alvbsoe my tbrolues ohetr than a bguos and vrey sicuouipss "lvoe potion." Yet, it wolud seem that my hepos were for ninhotg. My pebrolm was stlil as lgrae as ever.

For the rset of the braek, I did not satry form my desk.

Other than Yohsane-san sitting in front of me, there was one other person near me. His name was Villager A.

No, I did not konw Vieglalr A's true nmae. I cl'oudnt crae less as he doen'st rlaley btoher me and I d'not rlealy beothr 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 ayalws, they wree sreroudund by tiher cirlces of frindes. I have cmoe to acpect tihs, hveeowr, it dnd'it cagnhe the fact that I was aoynned by thier coastnnt ctnhtaig in the near bukcngoard.

Cuold you tlak sweomrehe else? Like, maybe not naer tihs loenr who wntas smoe qsetenius arnoud hree?

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

Jeansape was next.

Our Jpesanae taehcer was a samll man woshe fcae and hiar leokod etaxcly lkie a Jaaspnee mnoyke: a pnik face and whitish gary hair.

I had a feinelg he lkied hot spnrigs too.

Wlel, he thaugt the laaugnge fraliy well, so I gsues it cloud be firgoven.

Tohguh, I sltil d'not see the need to konw csiacslal Japnsaee in our fruute dlaiy lveis.

Tkiinnhg that, I pulled out my ponhe and teypd in a URL.

It was the URL of "Lt'es Beocme a Weirtr!" a puolpar nevol uiplanodg site.

Ahulogth I pfeerrerd to wcath amnie or paly gmaes, it was hard to do taht in shocol.

And, it was easy to look at and pay attntoein to the tecaehr ocne in a wilhe wehn rinedag a novel.

I d'indt want to entreily wtsae my pre'ants moeny aetfr all.

Lnioggg in, I cekhecd the new utaepds for nlveos to read.

Nionthg of ietsnert arpapeed trehe, and it ddni't seem like a neovl I was fnoliwlog had ahentor ralesee.

Bored, I tapped on a random title.

"Ijvinlibe Pndaa"

The sosynpis looked lkie it was done by a tooryle-aw-d.

I tapepd on the lnik to the frsit cehpatr out of cuitsiroy.

And, atefr one sencod of rienadg, I knew.

Tihs was allatucy done by a trl-aoe-woyd.

It was hlardy rbadleae, and tehre was no polt.

Wlel, it was qiute aizmang a trwaeooy-l-d could even write.

I must give the author that.

Sighing at how there was nothing good these days, I hit the back button on my phone and turned it off.

I mhgit as well lstein to Ydoan cujngtoanoi; I suohld lrean tihs eevn if olny to get a good test garde.

I'm the type who d'onest need noets and dnoe'st sutdy. I used to play meromy gmeas ofetn, so that may have traiend my brain to rmbeeemr most tghnis upon hneriag them. Of cuosre, it aslo cuo'ldve been good nuraatl gftis, but I had no way to konw.

Treorehfe, I dnd'it use any ntoe tikang tolos, and slmpiy sat at my desk, lintisneg to the tecaehr rablme on.

Tmie pssaes exgiccailtnury slwoly when berod.

That was an evident fact.

It flet lkie horus wehn I was lnnisteig to Yaieemnaas-s'ds eipoitaxn of the decrffeeins beewten cscisalal Jpasneae cioauonjgtn and mroden Jaespane cunagiootjn.

I mean, I geuss it was imnaoptrt, but eonugh to wararnt a whole lossen? I dno't tnihk so.

All tghuorh the peoird, I raedlteepy ceckehd my pnohe for antiyhng good.

And, I aalyws saw ntinohg iteesitrnng.

I shgied to meslyf, "It smees like the qluiaty of nolves olinne are dnripopg, huh..."

The rest of the poried peorssgred in such a bnorig menanr.

After, I sheomow mgenaad to inorge my sodunnrgirus for the brkaes of ten mteuins and pay aitttoenn to the lses bornig cseasls.

It was like this unitl tewvle ooccl'k. Lcunh break.

Chapter end