1.
After resolving my concerns about the future in my own way at Trinity Academy, upon returning to Millennium, I was greeted with worries about the present.
The serious situation of my teacher discovering my true identity.
In this situation, I momentarily judged it as a ‘crisis’ and tensed my expression, but it soon relaxed.
The reason was simple.
‘…What is it?’
Since I had no gut feeling at all.
Super-sense.
The alarm in my head that always rang whenever I was in danger was now eerily calm.
To the point where I momentarily thought I had become powerless.
But then I quickly changed my mind.
More accurately, I switched my thinking.
Something must have happened, but it wasn’t that my super-sense had stopped functioning.
It was quiet because there was nothing that would trigger my super-sense.
In other words…
“There’s no big problem.”
“Is that so?”
When I calmly spoke, Himari also responded cheerfully.
As if the trembling just moments ago was all an act.
Throwing a curious glance at Himari, she grinned and spread her arms wide.
Then, with a voice full of joy, Himari said,
“Were you shocked?”
“…”
“Hehe. Sorry. I just wanted to confirm your intuition, that’s all.”
“Ah.”
Was it simply her mischievous instinct that had been triggered? Or was there something she truly doubted?
Perhaps it was some small revenge for me being late as usual.
I let out a hollow laugh and picked up Himari.
As she nestled in comfortably, she whispered in my ear,
“So, did you solve everything you wanted to uncover by going all the way to Trinity?”
“…Kind of.”
“Hehe. That’s good. I was worried about you.”
“I’m sorry.”
Himari must’ve thought it was strange too.
Even I thought I wasn’t in my right mind.
Still, quick-witted Himari must’ve realized I had found my own way and willingly let me go.
Even when I blurted out unrealistic ideas as methods, she pretended to go along, albeit reluctantly.
Both Himari and Amy knew but chose not to say anything. All in all, I’m grateful for my club members.
“So, what did you talk about?”
“Well, it’s a long story… but I had discussions about a future that’s both distant and close. Speaking of which, senior, you don’t suspect anything about me meeting a prophet, do you?”
“Well, Hiro is sort of like a prophet, isn’t he? I figured you had your ways.”
“…”
Perhaps sharing the fact that I knew about the future with Himari and Amy wasn’t as simple as it seemed.
Do they really see me as some kind of universal problem solver?
I don’t know.
Let’s just say for now that they deeply trust me. That alone is sufficient.
Anyway, that’s not the most important topic right now.
I led her to the lounge attached to the classroom and sat her down on a bed tucked away in the corner.
“Senior, tell me more about the teacher.”
“Sure.”
Now, let’s talk about the protagonist of this world.
2.
The teacher. The owner of SCALE. The successor to the Student Council president.
From the time of its establishment to the present, countless rumors and legends have surrounded this person, making them truly the central figure of Kiburatos.
If Kiburatos’s teacher were to be encapsulated in one sentence, it would be, “Unknown entity.” You might call it “inscrutable being,” according to one devoted follower.
The reason this title was given to the teacher is simple.
Because of the diverse range of personalities they display.
Sometimes, the teacher acts very immature for an adult, while at other times, they’re solemn and serious. Other times, silly and childish. In crucial moments, they set the right belief straight and resolve incidents with astonishing momentum.
“Don’t you think it’s somewhat similar to you?”
“…Excuse me?”
Taken aback by Himari’s sudden comment, I unconsciously let out a dumbfounded response.
“You see. If the teacher resolves the students’ problems and you resolve problems in the city, there’s that. Both of you value justice and righteousness. Neither tolerates injustice or evil.”
“…”
That’s it?
I tilted my head, genuinely clueless.
Her smirk widened as she observed my reaction. A familiar devilish expression when she teases me.
I wanted to clamp her mouth shut, but decided to hear her out first.
“Do you know what people have been calling the teacher lately?”
“…I don’t want to hear.”
“Adult Silk. Second Month. Unlucky Silk.”
“Please…”
“Huhuhu. Isn’t that cool?”
What’s cool about it? It sounds pathetic.
Frowning my face, I growled.
“Are there more?”
“No! I don’t want to hear any more!”
“Hmm. Adult Silk, right? Doesn’t that sound super lewd? Oh, by the way, I heard there’s a rumor that there’s an adult comic being drawn about Silk somewhere…”
“Please… just stop…”
Bruhh—!
Unable to tolerate it any longer, I covered Himari’s mouth.
Damn it. What exactly have I heard?
“Senior, were all the things you just said lies? Right? They’re all made-up stories, right?”
“…”
“Senior…?”
“…”
Himari looked at me with those innocent eyes.
Eyes that seemed to say, “I’ve never told a single lie in my life.”
No, that’s not it.
It’s just because you can’t talk since I’m covering your mouth. Right?
…It has to be.
I slowly removed my hand from her mouth and asked.
“Hmph. So where are you now?”
“In the Engineering Department.”
“Oh, for heaven’s sake.”
Why is he in there?
…
…
…
According to Himari, the teacher had arrived at Millennium two days ago.
But why didn’t the teacher leave after hearing that I was away?
And why is the teacher in the Engineering Department rather than the Game Development Department?
With all these questions in my mind, I arrived at the Engineering Department.
As I approached the clubroom, the mechanical sounds were still echoing loudly. It sounded even more natural now because it had been a while since I came.
I entered the clubroom first, looking for Utaha.
Given the teacher’s character and their usual position, I imagined that Utaha must have been the one who welcomed them.
And, as I predicted, that was correct.
The problem was…
“…”
There I found Utaha with her upper body stuffed under a large machine, tinkering with something, while a handsome man stood behind her with a serious face… Hmm.
It doesn’t seem like he’s merely observing Utaha’s hard work, right?
Looking from behind the teacher, I could see Utaha’s skirt swaying precariously.
It was swaying so much that it seemed it might flip up soon.
‘Ah, well. He’s never been the sanest guy, has he?’
In the original story, the teacher is sometimes depicted as a very childish character, and this current posture is a part of his character too.
I couldn’t just stand by, so I deliberately made a loud noise as I approached.
“Teacher.”
“Oh! Hi, Hiro?”
“Let’s not go into the details, but perhaps you should exercise more restraint when there are others around?”
“Ahaha. You saw that? Oh dear…”
The teacher laughed it off as if ashamed.
It seemed more like the embarrassment of a teacher showing an inappropriate side to their student than feeling true guilt.
…He really is quite remarkable.
“I heard you were looking for me.”
“That’s right. It wasn’t the best timing though.”
“Sorry. I had to go to Trinity.”
“…”
“…”
As I spoke, a momentary silence fell.
To those listening, it was a mundane conversation, but the teacher would easily understand the implications of my words.
“…You don’t plan to hide it?”
“Well, hiding something from you is pretty much futile, isn’t it? You already noticed back in Abidos, didn’t you? Not completely certain, no doubt.”
“Ahaha… Hiro has quite an amazing observational skill.”
I shrugged.
Back in Abidos, when I was operating as Silk.
I remember the teacher approached me for a brief conversation.
Even back then, the teacher had shown subtle hints of suspicion.
It’s probably been suspected from that time.
Back then, it was just suspicion, whereas now it’s certainty.
“But is it really fine to speak like this? If anyone overhears…”
Frazzled by my calm demeanor, the teacher questioned.
I smirked.
As I stood beside the teacher, watching Utaha work diligently, I spoke with a nonchalant tone.
Though I hadn’t spoken at length with the teacher or had any close rapport, I felt a peculiar sense of tranquility. Was it because I trusted the teacher like an adult? Or was it something else?
Anyway, the one certainty is that there was no need to be wary of the teacher.
And also something else.
“I’ve already confirmed that there’s no one nearby or listening devices around. Utaha senior has been a colleague of mine for a long time too, so there’s no major issue.”
“…”
“You can speak freely now.”
Upon hearing my words, the teacher’s eyes widened with surprise.
“Thorough, you are. Impressive.”
“I would’ve been dead by now if I wasn’t.”
The teacher’s eyes flickered in shock at my shocking comment.
Perhaps surprised that a student spoke so casually about “dying.” But it’s the truth.
My work as a hero is dangerous business.
The teacher seemed to understand this fact, as they just asked one thing.
“…Isn’t it tiring?”
“It’s become a habit now, so it’s not that hard. Of course, saying there’s no fatigue would be a lie, but it’s something I see as my duty now.”
“Duty?”
“Yes. Great power comes with great responsibility, after all. What was intended to protect myself and my surroundings has been expanded to a wider range. I’ve chosen this path because I have the strength and wisdom to do so.”
The duty of a hero. The responsibility of a strong person. The duty of an avatar.
A type of legitimacy created by packaging these many reasons.
A means to justify my own actions.
Well, more accurately, let’s call it a belief.
Since it’s the direction I’ve chosen for myself.
Perhaps, from the teacher’s perspective, this behavior might appear like a reckless endeavor for a young, foolish person.
After all, the word “duty” is too heavy and difficult for a young student to bear.
“You’ve worked hard.”
But that was just my standard.
According to the standards of Kiburatos, responsibility and duty follow even students.
Thus, the teacher didn’t say anything else.
They just gave me a silent pat on the shoulder as a wordless comfort.
Indeed, the teacher is the teacher.
3.
Unfortunately, I didn’t get to have a long conversation with Utaha.
She mentioned that she had to move around a lot for a while because of some request or other.
I wanted to know what it was, but Utaha was already rushing away to somewhere, leaving no time for me to ask her. As a result, I had no choice but to leave the clubroom with the teacher.
The brisk morning sky still shone brightly as the teacher, who was walking by my side, spoke up.
“Ah, speaking of which, I need to visit the ‘Game Development Department’ too.”
“…Game Development Department? Why there?”
“They sent a letter asking if I could visit.”
“….”
No way, the timing’s crazy.
Come to think of it, it’s an appropriate time right now.
It was just the end of March.
I chuckled despite my confusion, then guided the teacher toward the building where the Game Development Department was located.
Just as we were heading toward the building’s main gate…
Whoosh—
Suddenly, the alarm rang in my head.
The sound came from above.
When I looked up, immediately spotting…
A game console that resembled a computer tower.
It was falling quickly, as if someone had thrown it.
I recognized its name immediately.
“PlayStation? Or here, it’s called ‘Fly Station,’ right?”
Why is it suddenly falling toward us?
“Crazy!”
“Oh oh! Hiro?”
“Quickly, get out of the way!”
I instinctively realized it was heading straight for the teacher’s head. I grabbed the collar of their coat and pulled them aside, jumping swiftly at the same time.
And…
Pft—
With one hand, I caught the falling Fly Station and promptly threw it back toward the direction it had come from.
Assuming I subtly infused it with a ‘light push,’ there shouldn’t be any significant damage.
CRASH! BOOM! Screams!
“….”
“….”
Hmm. Looks like there’s a minor mistake somewhere.
But it’s not my fault, right?
“Could those kids be from the Game Development Department?”
“…”
At that moment, a hollow laugh escaped the teacher.
“Hadn’t expected to almost die by getting hit by a game console while walking. Ha ha…”
Honestly, if this had happened, I think I would’ve made Darwin Awards history.
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