Chapter 7 Note
“Creek—”
The technologically advanced metal door was pushed open, and Su Jun took a deep breath as he walked in. Just like a high school classroom, a spacious room was neatly arranged with around thirty young boys and girls seriously reading their textbooks.
Although there was a slight pause at Su Jun’s arrival, after glancing up, they resumed their reading.
Su Jun adjusted his somewhat strange uniform and walked towards the stern-looking middle-aged man on the podium who seemed to be looking over lesson plans. If nothing unexpected happened, this imposing man should be his current homeroom teacher—Ishiryu Daito.
“Teacher Ishiryu, I’m sorry for being late due to health reasons.”
Su Jun approached Ishiryu Daito, slightly bowing in a respectful apology. Although he was late due to unavoidable circumstances, Su Jun still honestly admitted his mistake.
“Hmm, Kiyomizu-san, how is your health now? If you’re feeling unwell, you can go to the infirmary to see the teacher for treatment.”
Ishiryu lifted his head, and a slight soft smile appeared on his serious face.
“Mm-mm, thank you, Teacher Ishiryu!”
Bowling again, Su Jun turned around and walked towards his seat that he remembered.
【This teacher looks fierce, but surprisingly gentle.】
Reflecting on something in his mind, Su Jun reached his seat, which was the third row by the window—not quite the second-to-last seat that the protagonist would occupy.
Furrowing his brow slightly, feeling the cool sensation from the exposed back of his thighs where they touched the edge of the seat, Su Jun couldn’t help but complain about why the uniform was like this. Although boys might find it quite pleasing to the eye, his experience wearing it for the first time as a girl was not very good.
【The feeling of having half of my legs exposed is not okay! Although mentally I resist this, the physical experience feels particularly awful!】
Perhaps due to the nature of being a girl, even though his mind was filled with complaints about the unfairness of suddenly transforming into a girl, Su Jun’s delicate face remained as unchanging as a block of ice, showing no sign of emotion.
Following the memories, he took out the textbook for the morning reading and placed it neatly on his desk.
“Basic Operational Methods of the Hero Agency and Related Derivative Knowledge,” this elective book details the work processes of the Hero Agency and describes some of the heroes’ work content. It was what his predecessor, Kazumi Shimizu, had been studying recently.
Undoubtedly, Kazumi Shimizu was a true top student. In fact, anyone who could stand out among many candidates and enter Shikoku High School was basically among the best.
Unfortunately, she had no abilities and was therefore not qualified to enter the Hero Department.
Flipping to the marked section, Su Jun continued reading the material according to his memories. He raised his head again to look at his classmates, who were diligently reading or taking notes. This experience, reminiscent of his old high school days, added a slight curvature to his otherwise unchanged expression.
After that, Su Jun began her expected academic life. Although she had yet to fully recover from the shock of her transmigration, it seemed that the top student nature of Kazumi Shimizu had allowed Su Jun to completely focus on the class.
According to the class schedule, the morning included “Hero Ability Studies” and “Disaster Relief Response Methods.” The teacher for “Hero Ability Studies” was just an ordinary powerless teacher, not the active hero Su Jun had hoped to see.
But it must be said that even an ordinary teacher without abilities, if they could serve at Shikoku, is still an exceptionally excellent teacher, even if just teaching a regular class.
This glasses-wearing teacher, named Murata, effortlessly explained his teaching methods and various knowledge about hero abilities and anecdotes.
And under the double influence of his original top student nature and his own keen interest, Su Jun listened to the class content enthralled.
It wasn’t until the gentle bell rang for the end of class that Su Jun awakened from her deep immersion, somewhat reluctantly looking at Teacher Murata, who was tidying up lesson plans on the podium, and then at her notes filled with pages of content in front of her.
As she organized her notes and the content for the next class, a long-lost sense of fulfillment and joy stirred in Su Jun’s heart. This feeling of earnestly learning was quite nice.
Suddenly, Su Jun felt a tap on her shoulder.
“?”
Turning her head, she saw a female classmate who seemed to be named Nakamura Yū. According to memories, her relationship with her seemed to be that of ordinary desk neighbors.
“Hey, it’s from behind.”
Seemingly already accustomed to the cold demeanor of the front desk, Nakamura Yū simply smiled and handed a note to Su Jun.
“Thank you.”
After taking the note from her, Su Jun replied flatly.
【Is it my old friend?】
Somewhat puzzled, she looked at the folded pure white note and gently opened it.
【How is your health? Let’s have lunch together at the usual place!】
Looking at the somewhat comical gold-haired figure drawn at the end of the note, Su Jun’s normally calm face revealed a strange smile….
