I Was Forced to Become a Teacher in the Prestigious Fighter School
Episodes 115.

A few hours after I visited the woman's home and laboratory, I was in my room and back to my clean desk like I just made.

Tek tek...

I pressed my phone screen.

When asked why, I suddenly get a lot of messages from the school people.

Is it troublesome, the answer is yes... How not, there are about 7 people who invite me to talk at the same time. I have to answer and reply correctly.

First from the teachers of one school, Erika, Samuel, Xander, and Tasya questioned me and worried about the fate of my class.

Other teachers like Ryan and Bahar also asked me questions, and wondered why my class had not shown up. It's so weird, why doesn't Bahar know why?

There was one student who gave me a message directly, and without going through the middle of a group chat.

He is none other than Dahlia... The one who now has the status of my lover.

[Rashid, I heard your class was getting a disaster, so I'm now trying to check in person, is that really true?]

[If I remember, if a class fails to achieve a minimum of 20 out of 27 classes, then of course, all students in that class will find it difficult to be accepted in the next education]

[So, I hope you fix this problem right away if you care about your students.]

[May you be okay, Dahlia]

Ah... The way the students write when in chat is very formal, even Erika at once lost formal with this girl.

[Quietly, I've solved this problem (>_<)]

*send

This way, he should no longer have to worry.

I don't know how worried he would be when he heard the news concerning my name at this moment.

*Incoming message

Buset, it's been directly baled!

[Really? How can you do that fast?!]

I tried to reply with a casual answer, but I just pressed one alphabet.

*Incoming message

[Are you doing another great trick?]

*Incoming message

[Or intimidate them to the point of running?]

*Incoming message

[I'm sure that what I'm thinking right now is neither true nor even capable of rivaling what's on your mind (;-;)]

*Incoming message

[Tell me further, how can you do it! (*0*)]

Kalem,malem, kalem! Why did he bombard me with such a large message?!

Tick ticks

*Writing message.

[No, it's just a misunderstanding, sometimes systems and machines often get damaged, so there's no bad guy involved right now.]

Clik. *send

Of course I can't tell you the truth.

That's part of the deal, which is that neither side should assume anything that happens under the flyover ever happens. And if anyone dares to say it, then my position as a teacher will again be threatened, and the position of the five teachers (the five) will be in questionable status.

*Incoming message

[Rasyid, I want to ask you, did you walk with another woman again?]

Another message went into my phone screen, it sounded a bit personal, rather than class.

When I saw the name of the owner of the number, my eyes immediately loosened and cleared.

As expected, it must be him...

[What are your eyes made of, Erika?]

[Why so sharp? Even Samuel's eyes would lose if pitted against him]

*send

I'm not going to play being nice to him, he's too scary if I don't stop his anger right away.

*Incoming message

[Hey, I seriously asked you!]

*Incoming message

[I saw you coming out of that sadistic teacher's house!]

I knew he would be angry...

But when read several times the contents of the message, somehow I became even more horrified by the way I saw him.

If I was a normal person, then I would immediately write a thick message and call it by the nickname ‘STALKER’.

Of course it's only when I'm normal.

For now, I'll let myself into the flow of the talk.

[Seeing me out of Haran?]

[Are you a stalker?]

Oh shit, I wrote it down. I look normal now.

*send

[Who do you call a stalker?! (\=_\=)]

[I only went there because I was called by him to know.].

Summoned?

Why did Haran suddenly call this woman?

Didn't he say he kept his invention a secret?

Then why would he so easily invite another teacher to come to his house?

Calm your mind, Rashid!

Maybe there is a simpler problem than that.

[Called?]

[What do?]

*send

I can only hope it's not something dealing with this matter.

*Incoming message

[I was called to bring you some weird stuff (-_-)]

[I don't know what they're doing]

[But for sure.].

[That thing looks like a little kid's toy (\=_\=)]

“Akh—Ahahhaha.” Without me knowing, my giggles suddenly came out in the middle of the night, maybe I would be considered crazy in my room if anyone heard it. “I don't think the model that Haran made even became a camouflage that is quite natural..”.

[Look down, you'll be a good servant.:v] (R).

[Hey, what are you calling a waiter?!] (E)

Erika replied to my message very quickly, even to the point of misspelling it.

He must really feel fooled right now.

[After all, don't take my question!] (E)

[What questions?] (B)

[HEY!]

[Hm.].

[Don't use that horrible word!]

Note: The word ‘hmm’ is usually used in chat for people who sedan do not want to talk, or are having a snack.

***

In the middle of our conversation, a message suddenly flashed over our cell phones. The message came from a chat group containing teachers at the school where I was teaching.

The content of the message is very short, even if it is read even if there is only one word, namely...

[Read!]

[2 MB, file]

A file?

*Incoming message

[Rashid, who sent the message?]

[It was obviously an outsider]

[Because I've saved all their phone numbers (the teachers]

[Thank you, I'll be careful.].

I looked back at the message in the group chat.

The other teachers didn't seem like anyone was retaliating against him and just fell silent.

Between them they are directly reading the contents of the message, or indeed do not care about it.

There's actually one bad possibility, but I try to think positively and think they're old enough not to bring it up.

When the file was pressed, I,

He showed me a lot of lists...

“Eh?!”

But I was immediately struck, what was in the file was actually...

“This is the class ranking list in this exam!”

When I read it, my class was in an unexpected place...

Class 1 Physical 1, is in the order number 6 of the entire class.

While the class that previously existed in that position even in the most terrible position, namely the last order.

That class is his class...

Why is it like this? How reckless can his class students get them into this situation, Xander?