Chapter 298 – Volume 60 – Academy’s FFF-level Teacher (3)
“…Shall we handle it?”
“No, don’t bother scratching it and making it crumble. “He said he would bury me if I let him go.”
“Why can you trust that person…?”
“He was guaranteed by the people he did business with, so you can trust him.”
“…All right.”
Of course, the people in the Babel group follow the teacher’s suggestions.
When parting ways, apologize for the misunderstanding.
They let Haruto go quite cleanly.
“Is there any pain?”
“Thank you. Teacher… Hah!?”
“Oh sorry. “I’ll hug you more carefully.”
「How…」
Haruto’s face turned bright red and he was held in the teacher’s arms.
The two went straight to the school so they could receive treatment.
Of course, since the nurse in charge had left the school, the teacher treated him personally.
「Huh…」
“Really, I got hit a lot.”
“Ahaha… They say they really don’t know, but they don’t believe me.”
“Still, I’m glad. “I’m safe.”
As she was completely naked, the wounds on her body were being treated one by one.
Haruto seemed a little embarrassed and tried to cover her body.
When she saw herself and her teacher reflected in the mirror on the wall of the nurse’s office, her expression changed to a bit strange.
“What’s the matter?”
“Oh, it’s nothing.”
After Haruto was saved by her teacher.
Haruto started coming to school regularly again.
What’s different from before is that she now takes pictures she wants to take, and she no longer has to go out.
“You’re not going out to take pictures these days, are you?”
“You’re taking school photos.”
“Did you suddenly find something fun at school?”
“I-I don’t know…”
As her teacher approaches, Haruto hides her own hands behind her back.
She covered the picture of her teacher she had been taking just a moment ago.
“…Uh.”
With her camera, she usually took pictures of landscapes.
She was filled with pictures of none other than her teacher.
“…How can you say in front of yourself that you are the most beautiful teacher?”
Because there was a beautiful scenery, she was planning to take pictures of it.
From that day on, she felt that her teacher was more beautiful than anything else.
She ended up taking pictures at the school where her teacher was present.
“Anyway, teacher. “Class is over now, where are you going?”
“There is one student who still doesn’t come to school.”
Haruto only came to her school less often.
Even though she knew that she had to go to school.
Moe, the student she was visiting now, was a guy who was holding out because she hated coming to school itself.
“You are always sincere towards your students.”
“If I’m not sincere, there’s no way the student can believe me.”
“That’s right.”
“Because I’m a student…”
The teacher earlier, when she met those strange people.
She had a very disgusted expression on her face.
But in order to save her student, she went through all kinds of unpleasant situations to find him.
In fact, she said she was a student at the academy.
There is no need for the teacher to be that good.
He says she is his student, and he has no obligation to save her.
‘But, does that mean that a teacher has to do that?’
Unlike something like a professor or teacher.
A teacher is someone who loves students.
She seemed to be talking about something like that.
What she’s been through so far…
Unlike those who ignored the things they love, saying it was advice for the future.
It seems to say that this is a true teacher.
If you actually look at the content of the cartoon, he also has a job as a photographer.
It didn’t seem like a job that was treated very well in that world.
Nonetheless, the teacher supported Haruto’s love for her and tried to give her lessons appropriate to it.
“Hi.”
“…Who is this? “Get out of the game.”
“I’m the new homeroom teacher.”
“I have no intention of going to school. “I have no intention of studying.”
“I didn’t come here to take you to school.”
“…What?”
The teacher took out the equipment she had brought.
She sat down next to Moe and set up her equipment.
The equipment, although a little different, was similar to the object Moe had been touching just now.
“Computer…?”
“We came to play a game together. What do you think about it? I also like games, but I don’t have anyone to play with.”
“…What?”
Moe asked several times if he didn’t understand what he had just heard.
Smiling until the end, the teacher said let’s play a game together.
She finally gave up and let out a sigh of relief.
“I have no idea what you want, but… Okay.”
“Did I say computer…?”
This was the equipment I used to edit photos earlier.
It appears to be currently being used to play games.
…By the way, if it’s a game, is it a board game like Inner Marchen?
“Moe, what kind of games do you like?”
“…You’re doing it now.”
“Aha, I wanted to try it. “Can you tell me?”
Although Moe looked at the teacher with a suspicious look in her eyes.
Eventually she sighed and began to explain the game.
He taught me things like operation methods and tips that beginners might consider, through one-on-one interaction.
“You like games, right? “I don’t know anything.”
“Haha… It’s been a long time since I stopped playing games because I was busy with work. “It’s hard to start over.”
“…It’s better to focus on attack power instead of splitting the investment there.”
“…He’s such an amazing person.”
This person just seemed completely uninterested in the game.
Perhaps it was because he was working with students, but he seemed genuinely happy.
Maybe it’s because that in itself is what he thinks is ‘beauty’.
“Uhm…”
“Huh? What’s the matter?”
“No. Well, sorry. “At first, I thought you were lying to get me to go to school.”
“I would appreciate it if you went to school. I have no intention of forcing it. Because it’s important to do what you want to do and learn what you want to learn.”
And as of now, if it’s a game.
The teacher said he would respect that.
Because that’s what you have to do.
“…He’s an unusual person. Games aren’t helpful in life. “I thought you would say something like that.”
“There is nothing in this world that is not worth working hard for.”
“…Hmm.”
“Nothing is worthless…”
But can the story really end that way?
Even if you draw a photo-like picture that no one will acknowledge.
Who can say it has value?
She also tried to paint again.
It was just for her self-satisfaction.
I didn’t really think there was a ‘general value’ to it.
“Here we come again.”
“Yes, because I want to play games with Moe.”
「…」
Moedo was quite hostile at first.
The more teachers come to visit.
I was gradually accepting this situation naturally and enjoying it.
“Is it okay to do this?”
“Huh?”
“That’s what you said, but didn’t you come to get me after all? Is it okay to just play games like this?”
“Are you okay. Just being able to play with Moe is fun.”
「…」
“Ah, I was supposed to tell you this today, right?”
Seeing the teacher playing with him so casually.
Although she thought Moe was strange too.
Eventually she gave up and began to really enjoy playing games with her teacher.
“Teacher, why do you like games?”
“Me? I’m glad I can play with Moe like this. “It’s fun.”
「…」
“What about Moe?”
“Actually, rather than saying I like games, I like this game.”
“This game?”
“Yes, a game that can continue to grow like this.”
Of course, there are things you need to study and know.
Aside from that, the more you play this game, the more your strength becomes visible.
That it’s fun.
“When it comes to studying, it definitely gets better the more you study. “Sometimes things don’t go as planned.”
From the point of passing a certain grade.
No matter how hard you work, there comes a point where your grades don’t improve.
I don’t know how helpful what I’m doing now is or whether I’m doing it well in the first place.
If you work hard and take the test, your grade will be low.
“That feels bad too. My parents didn’t understand that I was going down. I don’t understand either. “Something has already gone up, so why do I have to go down?”
But this game isn’t like that.
Once achieved, achievements do not disappear.
It will remain as his trophy.
Unlike studying where you don’t know how to get better.
Everything you have worked for will be attributed to you and make you stronger.
There is no going down, but continuing to go higher.
“Of course, there are games that are not much different from studying. It’s unfair, and there’s no end to what you can do… That’s why I hate that kind of thing. I like this game. “I don’t want to fall anymore.”
“I don’t want to go down.”
“Yes, because grades were important to me.”
Because losing those grades was so hard.
I played a game where there was no chance of losing, and the game just kept accumulating.
Of course, depending on your choice, you may not be able to move in the best direction.
Even so, it doesn’t ‘fall’.
“I think I know what you mean. Yes, it must have been difficult.”
「…」
“By the way. The test is different every time you take it. “You’re not falling.”
“I didn’t understand.”
“Even if we have the same specs in this game. If you fight a battle of high difficulty… Even if you succeeded yesterday, you may fail today.”
“…Yes.”
“Well, that’s it. It’s no different from a test, right? Because today I am weaker than yesterday.”
「Well, that is…」
“Moe, I’m not playing this game because studying is unfair.”
It was just because the pressure of the exam was difficult.
I thought I had to do it.
Because I tormented myself for not being able to do it.
I endured it and endured it again.
I can’t do it until I can’t stand it myself.
He ran away.
“Yes, I ran away. Because it’s difficult, go to a place where it’s not like that… I already said that.”
“If you think about it, this place isn’t that different. What’s important is Moe’s attitude.”
“It’s because of the mindset…”
“Moe said the reason for playing games was ultimately to run away. Other than that, what does Moe really want to do?”
“What do I really want to do?”
Moe was speechless for a moment at the unexpected question.
