I Was Forced to Become a Teacher in the Prestigious Fighter School
Episodes 1. Me and School

People always say, "it's better to make other people your tools than their tools."

But, inside of me...

I don't care about it, so their tools or making them tools aren't important.

To me...

The most important thing is the result.

Even though I became a tool of that grandmother, I don't care. As long as my dream comes true, that's enough.

That is what is in the mind of the man who has stepped on the age of three heads.

The crane!!!!!

A voice from a cell phone alarm rang out loud in a small, shabby room.

There was a small wooden cabinet that only contained everyday clothes and a broken glass cabinet there, the only natural illumination was just a window the size of an adult's foot that directly penetrated into the morning sun.

The mat!

A flattened but loud index finger swiped through the phone's screen, turning off the noise.

"So... Is this the day?"

I can't believe he actually did it.

His short, cut hair still looked messy after passing one night, his black eyes still charging up and rushing to face the new day

Rashid Londerik, a man who has no purpose in life and only works for money is finally made to meet a new life

Not a life with others or marriage, but a job that will change the outlook of his life during this time.

"Oh, you're awake... Come eat! I've prepared breakfast for you."

When he came out of his room, Rashid who still had eye bags in his eyes was immediately greeted by a man who looked young but was actually older than him.

The man smiled broadly at Rashid, like there was no sense of sin in the slightest, he calmly told that to a former assassin (Rashid).

The man with long hair up to his back, tanned skin just like Rashid, and wearing a suit and tie that is very formal style politician is a person who has a blood relationship with Rashid.

My brother has never been like this... There must be a reason behind it.

Rizki Kamil, the most respected person in the city. He is the vice regent of Ningru City, even so. His relationship with his sister (Rashid) is not so good, even they never talk to each other, he said, and it was only a week ago that man suddenly spoke to Rashid.

"So, what do you want to do by suddenly enrolling me into a teacher at that school? Not to mention wearing insiders. Aren't you afraid your status will be threatened?"

There must be a shrimp behind the rock, that's what Rashid thinks.

However, it was not an answer that came from the face that was annoying, but a hand that was swung towards the dining table.

"Eat yuk!" He said without removing that smile.

"Tch!" *Sling!*

Annoyed by his brother's behavior, Rashid made a rusty sword out of a cylindrical object in his pocket and pointed the tip of the sword at his brother's neck.

The cylindrical object used by Rashid is called Pageblug, which can be turned into a weapon according to the data stored in it, and incidentally the data in the pageblug belonging to Rashid is a rusty sword.

With a slight contrived look of surprise, Rizki turned her head and faced Rashid. Still the same, that smile could not escape his face.

"You pissed? Are you going to finish me off? But you know, don't you? You can't do it... Because this is a langsunh order from the grandmother."

Hearing his brother offend the grandmother, Rashid slightly surprised started to lower his rusty sword.

With a heavy feeling, he turned the sword back into a cylinder that was the size of a handful of humans.

I know I can't, but if I get screwed like this, I still can't take it!

According to what his brother wanted, Rashid finished his meal and went with his brother.

***

Inside a black sedan, Rashid in a light blue shirt accompanied by glasses hanging from his eyes sat next to his older brother who was driving through the large buildings typical of Ningru City.

Buildings where large, moneyed people gather to show off their wealth.

Ever since death became impossible today, social inequalities have become apparent. The person who has money and position will be living at the top while the weak remain at the bottom.

Even with strength, they would not be able to win against the person at the top. Torturing the person down to the point of being traumatized is the reason why it might happen.

How else, death other than age can not be seen at this time.

While thinking that, Rashid looked at his palm that looked soft and weak.

From the outside the hand looks ordinary, but to him, it is the guardian of the stability of this era. Rashid's hands were often covered in blood, even he could not count with the fingers of the number of victims.

All that he did for the sake of

I'm doing this... For what?

Rashid forgot his purpose in life.

Although he forgot, but he still remembered, his hand was the judge to punish the person who violated.

Back in the car, Rashid saw from the rearview mirror of the car. He saw an eye staring back and forth at him.

"Speak..." In a weak tone Rashid told the person next to him to speak.

"That's great when I'm focused on the road, but you always know what's on my mind."

You look too stupid!

Just by staring at her brother flatly, Rashid hinted at her brother to immediately reply.

"When we arrive, there is a woman waiting for you, she is Erika Rahmana, call her Erika. He'll be your watchman."

Staring back at the street, Rashid did not look so interested in what his brother had told him.

A lady... Supervisors... How far has it been prepared?

Stupid ah, just do it.

***

The car stopped in front of a large gate.

A tall fence surrounded a magnificent second-story building. It is likely that the size of the building and its fence can be as big as a football stadium even twice.

Inside there is only a car park and there are only two cars parked there.

Looks like I have to go inside...

While thinking that, Rashid turned his head to the brink right towards his older brother who was still at the wheel.

"I can only get here, then take care of myself. After all, I have prepared everything so there is no need to worry. Remember my words!" With an annoying smile Rizki said that

That way, Rashid was forced to walk out of the sedan and face the gate.

Soon the sound of a car moving away was heard behind him, and now his brother had left and left him alone.

Walking through the gate, Rashid saw a quiet car park.

Looks like it's the teacher's parking lot, and they still haven't come.

Even so, Rashid felt the strangeness of the parking lot.

Two cars parked in the parking lot seemed to belong to the morning staff, but also did not rule out the possibility that the cars were the property of the teacher who was the supervisor.

But it was too much just to keep an eye on one person.

One of them probably belonged to Erika.

Regardless of the length, Rashid again walked closer to the door of the main building.

Just like her brother said. A woman with black hair braided to the front of her shoulders, black but shining eyes filled with cheerful life, dressed in a dark purple suit and long trousers lined with short skirts outside was waiting for her arrival.

The woman was holding a list board in her hand like one who was about to pass on.

His eyes continued to look towards the man who kept walking closer towards him.

His mouth closed flat like it did not give any impression to Rashid.

However, when Rashid got closer, the mouth bent and made a smile.

"Are you Rashid?"

Rashid replied with eyes that had read the mouth of the woman. "Yes, right." Head nodded.

"Erika?" Rashid tried to make sure.

"Yes, I am Erika, who will be your supervisor. By the way, you don't seem to be the type to talk a lot..."

His eyes looked suspiciously.

"Surprisingly, why would the vice regent recommend this person?" His hissing voice was clearly heard by Rashid without any intention of shrinking him.

"That's it... I can't doubt it!"

With clenched hands, Erika looked back at Rashid with a casual look.

"Follow me, I'll take you to the registry."

This was Rashid's first step in his new world, but it didn't seem like life would go smoothly for him.

Because a problem will befall him in a moment.

Rashid sensed that, but could not confirm what problem he was about to encounter.

......................

The sound of a screen tap from a fairly wide tablet sounded constant from inside the room.

Currently Rashid with Erika is filling in the data of the man.

Name:

Element:

Pageblug:

Anitya:

Power of each element:

The fifth is important and will be the main determinant of this school.

However, Rashid thought another while looking at those five tables.

I can't show everything, I have to fill carefully, especially in the elements and Anitya.

For normal people, they can only have 2 elements. Those elements were formed the first time Anitya was injected into their body, and the elements would adjust to their personality right then and there.

Anitya on the other hand, hearing his name alone is sure to make everyone amazed and prostrate, how not, Anitya is a masterpiece in this world. Humans cannot die from this liquid.

For more details, Anitya is a liquid that is injected when humans are at least 5 years old, the fluid will flow and nest in the heart and brain, at that time they will be immune from death, any injuries they get will soon regenerate, but still, trauma is their main enemy. Although Anitya can heal physical wounds, but inner wounds are still something.

Now, Rashid had to think, he indeed currently looked like an ordinary person and looked amateurish. But still, his experience and self-strength were different from others.

Rashid can wear all eight elements at once, and he also has a forbidden power that only 3 people in this world can wear.

Now it's... What do I have to choose?

Anityanya I can be fooled with 'Basic' only, but about the element... I have to think about it. Choosing the current element, means that I have to wear the element that I chose during this school.

"Rashid? Why are you daydreaming?"

A soft voice returned the man to his consciousness.

"I'm sorry, just a little dumbass..." He dodged with a stupid smile.

It was impossible for him to say he was confused about choosing elements, everyone would obviously write the element parts the fastest because they could not be changed to death.

"Babies?"

"No, it's nothing..."

In haste, Rashid writes the elements randomly and tests the strength of the elements on the tablet.

Name: Rashid Londerik

Element: Water/Land

PageBlug: The Rusted Sword

Tag: Basic

Power of each element: 40/20

A very ordinary form, even very bad.

Erika who put on a polite smile face with a glance made an annoyed face. However, because of his profession he quickly returned his face and put on a normal face.

Her... Gurgle your mouth?

Rashid.

"It seems like it's time."

Erika pressed something in her eavesdropping, some kind of communication device. He whispered, "it's time." Inside that tool.

Erika said it quietly, but Rashid realized it. In this narrow and closed room, a small voice would be heard loudly.

"Rasyid, come with me... There's something you should see when you first visit here."

With a serious face, Erika asked.

He turned around without waiting for Rashid to say yes or no. He knew that Rashid would definitely follow him because he was not the type to talk a lot.

As he walked out, Rashid passed the classroom terraces. When he looked inside, he saw a classroom that was still empty.

That's normal, because it's still around 5 a.m., the sun isn't even visible.

Classrooms here are neatly arranged around two fields separated by a giant building. There are two floors in each row of classrooms, but it doesn't look like it's all used.

Working and studying here might be everyone's dream, how not, this school is the most prestigious school in the country that is even directly monitored by them.

It takes knowledge and skills that are qualified to be able to set foot here, not only for the teacher, but also the student.

Meanwhile, here right now there are people who are not even trying to be able to enter this school just by using insiders.

No guilt, that's what Rashid tried to do.

Rashid continued to follow Erika's back to a giant building that separated the two fields.

Bad feeling...

Something bad is about to happen.

Erika opened the main door of the building and entered. Rashid followed him.

While inside, the building was very dark, even Rashid was blinded by the surroundings. He can't see anything here.

But not long after...

Dar!

The lights lit up simultaneously, illuminating the entire area of the building.

Rashid looked around and looked closely at this building.

The field is circular, the walls are high and there are many spectator benches around. Not wrong anymore... This is the Arena!

Without wasting any time, Erika who was in front of him quickly turned around and took out a cylindrical object from the sidelines of her chest.

"Sorry Rashid, but I can't let you walk any further!"

While saying that, a bow that is often called a 'compund bow' is made from his pageblug.

The bow was pointed at Rashid's head and ready to shoot him whenever he wanted.

"Now, all my anxieties are answered..." Rashid looked at the arena floor with gloomy eyes.

"You, Rashid Londerik! We know you used an insider to get in as a teacher at this school, and even more so using your sister to do it, I was really disappointed with that person. This is why I hate them (politicians)."

Rashid finally realized one thing in this incident, which was that his brother was aware that this was going to happen, so he had already prepared it and told Rashid to be careful indirectly.

Plok...

The sound of applause was heard from above the spectator bench.

There was one fat, spooky-faced, thick-bearded, mustach-moustached man who was quoting all around his mouth, and had long, curly hair to the back.

He sat on one of the spectator benches and met Rashid with a murderous look.

"I didn't think he'd use that to get his sister in." He stood up from his seat and walked closer to the front bench. "I, Saiful Baharuddin will clean you up, and keep the good name of this school!"

The person who claimed to be named Bahar raised one hand and clenched it hard towards the intruder. His eyes glared like he was fed up and angry with this joke.

"ERICA! You know what your job is, don't you?!"

On the other hand,

"Yes, I know..." With a concentrated voice, Erika started to move back and prepared to take a swing to fight.

"..."

"Why are you quiet?! Get your gun out!"

"It's a fight?!"

"of course! What do you think that woman is doing right in front of you?!"

"Oh..."

Rashid seemed to be late to read the situation.

By force and laziness, Rashid took out his pageblug from his pocket and made a rusty sword out of the cylinder.

But there are people who react when they see that thing.

"Ah haha! That toy, what do you want to do?!" Bahar is using the weapon that Rashid used.

But Rashid did not care. He started his plan and was ready to slash anyone in front of him.

Rest assured, early in the morning I was told to kill - no, I mean beat someone.

There is no bloody event and lives are lost at this time. Change, that's what it's about. For the sake of that person, I should be able to!

Rashid stared intently at his opponent, the sword he was clutching was not seen to be thrown by a puncture of arrows though.

"I don't think I'm being hounded." Bahar stopped his offense and again put a serious face towards the two people who were preparing to face him. "Fight between Erika the Champion and Rashid the Rat... IT'S STARTING!"

Even until the match started, Bahar still gave insults to the man.

With a forced serious face, Rashid prepared to accept every attack Erika would unleash.

He didn't need to focus too much on attacking, his opponent was a bow-type. As long as Rashid entered a certain distance, then he would win.