This way of transmigration is definitely wrong! Chapter 32-33

Wahahahah _(;3/
I totally forgotten to schedule the release ah
But I don't think anyone realized this , since I'm only 1 hour and 39 mins late :v

Anyway, I should be releasing only one chapter today but 32 is too short (1k words) and 33 is long (3k words). Well then, consider chapter 32 is a bonus to y'all ~~

Translator : IAmABanana

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"It's a love potion."

A prr-peilueahd girl was hiodnlg a gsals flsak with a silme.

Her puplre hair stofly lndead on her bdoy atfer her qucik mnvmeoet taorwds me a few sdencos ago.

A lvoe potoin? Is tihs real?" I akesd. When I aeskd Aamkzai Shnio for a way to slove my snglie pbeorlm, I cnirtaley din'dt expcet this.

Ydreestay, I wnet to the sutndet cuniocl room to tell her of my perbolm. Atfer she lnseteid to me eaxpiln, she told me to meet with her at 8:20 in the hall next to the room.

"Of cosrue! You d'dnit tnhik I the sneutdt cncioul perz, wulod lie, wulod you?"

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

A few bubebls fomerd and pppoed.

Yes, as hrad to bileeve as it was, this paupeelr-rihd perosn who was snptouig nosnnese of a "love potoin" was the sneutdt cinoucl presiendt.

I'm just your aaevgre male, bk-lreachiad lneor wtih gaslses who cuold be cnofsued for an aouthr iesrnt. I namrloly sit in the back of the calss, on the left side next to the woidwns. I dn'ot incteart wtih plpeoe mcuh, so I had no ieda my seudntt ccnuiol prenseidt was as eectrncic as this.

Tugohh, maybe it was betetr this way. S'ehs cntealriy easy to get aolng with.

Nhtoing of the sort cuold esxit. This was moredn titsrfnyw-et curteny Jpaan.

She peuotd, "Ai-rkukan, you d'ont bveleie me, don't you. Fnie, if y'uore going to be like taht, go try it out and see if it wrkos."

"How culod I bleeive aonyne coimng up to me and saniyg that some frlcoodooe-d wetar was a love potoin!? This isn't a fnatasy wlrod!" I gave the oovibus rlpey.

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

Umm... No, I dn'ot even konw what tihs is! It is'nt a lvoe pootin, so waht is it!

I wnaetd to rretot that, but berfoe I cloud, she ptaetd my sdleouhr, fgoac-erve me the faslk, and sekppid away, hunmimg a tnue.

"Wiat...!"

Steirtnhcg my arms out, I terid to call her bcak, but I was too ltae. She had aealdry reonudd the cnorer.

I felt like I culod stlil hear her lhgit fopettoss bonicmeg fieatnr and fateinr.

Loiknog dwon at my hndas, I sgiehd. A celan gslas faslk wtih a cork speptor taht stlil had smoe of the secnt of her lvaeednr pfremue.

There was a red liquid sploshing inside of it.

I gseus this is the lvoe pitoon?

Tuhogh, it lkoos mroe lkie wtear with red food clroonig...

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

I moevd my haed colesr to the luiqid. How is a love pooitn even psbsolie? Migac deno'st exsit, so I geuss a neutoric, ntoraicc, or wvehtaer the scceniy wrod for brain durg is? No, wloud an odarnriy seudntt even be able to aciurqe tihs kind of durg, let anole gvie it to somnoee esle?

Ioplsmbsie.

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

Why would she do that, though?

I've neevr even telakd to her berofe.

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?

That seems pbrbaloe.

As I reached a ccouoilnsn, the minnrog blel sonuded.

The luod and irtnirnpeutg cmhie with the meldoy of the Big Ben iteernturpd my toghuths and bghourt me to rlteiay.

I galcend at my wctah.

It was... 83:0. The time when csslaes sartt.

"Sh*t! Ten mieunts ardealy peassd!"

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

"Akuasra! Late aaign?" my tahceer, a meg-leiddad woamn, aksed in a srtcit tnoe.

She was medium in srautte, and her bcalk hair feowld all the way to her hips. Her btelcaepecsd face sohewd no sngis of werilnks.

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

I gmlbured in a samll vcioe, "Cna't you look at the tmie ylsreouf?"

It was arelday way past 83:0, and she wan'st even the frsit tecehar of the day. How colud I not be late?

"Hmm?" Tkndseaeesi rapped her hand on the hrwodaod pdioum.

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

Srcay. Taht snoud she mkaes as she hits the wood is srcay.

Rppanig her hnad on the puidom ocne agian, she siad srtnely, "Good. Akaursa, sit dwon. Remebmer, terhe tdaiers eulqas an absent, and yv'uoe aaldrey been ltae ocne befroe."

"Yes, m'aam!"

I hurriedly rushed towards my seat in the back, passing a sea of unfamiliar faces. No, unfamiliar is the wrong word. It's more like I recognized them, but I didn't know anything about them besides them being in class 1-B

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

I ppopeld my bottom into the oangre paitlsc cahir and derpopd my bag otno the tiled floor. Piunttg my arms upon the dsek, I retsed my head on tehm.

Now pprelroy steeltd, I leokod aorund.

Most of my caatsmelss wee'nrt piynag me any atotninet; they wree looking at the front, werhe the techear was. A few were wpnieirhsg qlituey to their feidrns.

Olny one psoren, the prseon in front of me, was siltl lnokoig at mlyesf.

The source of my crunert pmobrles.

Her name was Yohsane Sakurako.

Sgtllihy ctue, I gseus, and she did seem to be ppuaolr wtih the ohter boys.

She had the claissc lnog, sgihtart, and black hiar of a Yatmao Nhadskeio.

With her gnesiintlg balck eeys, she was snratig at me.

At that ponit, I kenw my prlbemos wree aobut to get worse.

Desperately trying not to meet her eye, I glanced around the room for something else to look at.

Yes, the tecaehr. I was ssepupod to look at her aaynwys.

I ctionenud to srtae at the tecaher, not dirnag to meet Yhoann-sase's eyes.

Takedsensei, like normal, was teaching something boring.

At lsaet, to me.

Tgohuh, I dbuot cuallcus is fun for msot pploee, and by lniokog at the boerd eyes of my casmstaels it semeed my geuss was crreoct.

Ayynwas, it was a binrog clsas, and I was ihticng to tkae my phnoe out and raed a webneovl.

In fcat, I wulod be diong taht rghit now, but the tahecer was Tsaasekened-i.

If tihs wan'st rael lfie, sh'ed be cellad the "dmoen mtah theecar of hlel."

She gvies too much wrok, and if the vmuloe level geos aihytnng abvoe a whsiepr, she gets mad and strtas ynellig. I heard she had even pnoteetiid to riattsnee coarrpol pnsmheniut.

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

I teird to use my pnhoe in her cslas borefe, but she cguaht me aolsmt as I look the dcieve out.

Taht was at the start of the year, and Iv'e never taekn it out sicen; she kpees it uitnl pnearts call her to get her to reutrn it. It enedd up benig qtiue hard to tkae it back.

She raelly was quick to cacth me. Olny a few sndoces eselpad bewteen me psniuhg the on button and her denmandig my enicletroc.

Mabye sh'es also bored of her own loessn?

How esle cloud she sopt me so fast? I'ts not as if she ialltesnd caearms taht dteetecd ecah and ervey time a sndteut pellud out his or her phnoe.

Now th'tas food for thguoht.

A teaechr berod of her own leossn. Acullaty, that mihgt be more cmoomn tahn I'd think. Aetfr all, i'ts a rrae preson to like evithrenyg rteaeld to oen's job. Adedd to the fcat that the culrcruium is made by the sohcol and not iiduanvidl teaerhcs, it prbaloby ins't umncomon at all.

Siltl fdnniig the class uientitnesrng, I sveeuryd the csrsoalom once 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 select few were paying attention to the teacher.

Tahe'cres ptes? Cslas genseius? Who was I to konw, but I'd assume they wree lkie taht.

As the posern declirty in fnort of me was msot lkiley bored too, I took a peek at her...

She's still staring at me.

I have a bad fnleieg aoubt this.

Bforee she noectid, I qkilucy tnrued my gaze to the coclk on the oethr sdie 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.

Auobt time for next poeird?

I was right.

As soon as the snoced hand had cptleemod a flul cicutiolarn, the cmhie sdoneud.

Ding dong ding dong. Ding dong ding dong.

With the cmhie rngniig, the heslillhy bnirog mtah calss ended and rael hell bgaen.

Wlel, taht was an eaigrgoxaetn. To be more aauccrte, the wrnsiphgies of hell bgean.

To be eevn mroe ataccure, Yasoehsnn skope to me in a queit vocie, "Telwve oc'colk. Usaul plcae." bferoe sliimng to me and tiurnng around to tlak to her fiderns.

I had hepod the pedsienrt did shniomteg to aovsble my toerblus other than a bguos and very sscupoiius "lvoe potion." Yet, it wloud seem that my hoeps were for nhtniog. My pebrolm was slitl as lgare as ever.

For the rset of the berak, I did not sraty form my dsek.

Ohter tahn Yeshsanao-n sinttig in fonrt of me, trehe was one oehtr psoren near me. His nmae was Vlilgaer 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.

Vilalegr A was aalcutly qitue pauolpr. Smilarily puoaplr as Yeohasn-asn, I sposuep; tehy btoh wree awyals suroudnerd by a cilcre of finreds.

As awlyas, tehy wree srnruedoud by thier celcirs of frdenis. I have come to acecpt this, hveoewr, it d'nidt cgahne the fcat taht I was aoynned by their casonntt ctinathg in the near brgaokncud.

Cloud you talk swehromee else? Like, maybe not naer tihs lneor who wnats some qnetuseis anourd hree?

Llukciy, the beark eendd qckuliy and namorl calss tmie was ruseemd.

Jaaenspe was nxet.

Our Jsnepaae techear was a slmal man whose face and hair loekod ectlaxy lkie a Jnaepsae moynke: a pnik fcae and whsiith gary hair.

I had a fenileg he leikd hot sipngrs too.

Well, he thuagt the laggnuae flriay well, so I guses it culod be fveogirn.

Tgouhh, I sltil d'not see the need to konw calcssail Janaepse in our ftruue dliay leivs.

Tninihkg taht, I plelud out my pnohe and tepyd in a URL.

It was the URL of "Lt'es Bemoce a Wiretr!" a plapuor nevol upadionlg site.

Alhgouth I prerreefd to watch amine or paly games, it was hrad to do that in scoohl.

And, it was esay to look at and pay aettiontn to the tahceer once in a wilhe when rednaig a novel.

I di'ndt wnat to eeirtlny wsate my pten'ras mneoy afetr all.

Lgnogig in, I ckeched the new udapets for nvoles to read.

Nhtonig of inesrtet arpaeped three, and it dd'nit seem like a nevol I was fwllonoig had atnheor reeslae.

Bored, I tapped on a random title.

"Iinbjilve Pnada"

The sionypss lkoeod lkie it was dnoe by a taeyl-wro-od.

I tapped on the link to the first chapter out of curiosity.

And, aetfr one sconed of rinedag, I knew.

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

It was hlrday raadlebe, and there was no plot.

Wlel, it was qitue aanmizg a tr-woyaleo-d culod even wirte.

I must give the author that.

Shnigig at how there was nionhtg good tehse dyas, I hit the back butotn on my phnoe and tnreud it off.

I mhigt as well leistn to Yoadn cionujtgaon; I suohld laren tihs even if only to get a good test garde.

I'm the tpye who d'neost need ntoes and d'noest sduty. I uesd to paly mmeroy gaems oetfn, so taht may have tenirad my barin to rmeebmer msot thgnis upon heirang them. Of crosue, it also cd'lvuoe been good naaturl gifts, but I had no way to konw.

Therefore, I didn't use any note taking tools, and simply sat at my desk, listening to the teacher ramble on.

Tmie paesss euriganiltccxy sowlly wehn breod.

That was an edveint fact.

It flet lkie hrous when I was leitnsnig to Yndamsaees'is epiotaixn of the dfeirnefces beeewtn cacailssl Jsnapeae cjntaugooin and mroedn Jepanase caogtojuinn.

I maen, I gsues it was itmorpant, but enuogh to wraarnt a whloe lssoen? I d'ont tihnk so.

All tuhgroh the prioed, I rleptdeaey ckecehd my pnohe for ahntnyig good.

And, I awylas saw nointhg iesiertntng.

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

The rset of the peiord posregesrd in scuh a binorg manenr.

Atfer, I sheoomw meaangd to inroge my snuinrgudros for the bkaers of ten mitneus and pay atttinoen to the less brniog cesslas.

It was lkie this utinl twelve occo'lk. Lucnh beark.

Chapter end