I Was Forced to Become a Teacher in the Prestigious Fighter School
Episodes 157. Their Targets

The students left at school could only be silent and sit like fools. They don't know what they're supposed to do here. There's nothing they can do here.

"ah! Why are we here and have to see so many ice sculptures?!" Moka who had been sitting on a rock immediately stood up cursing at the sky.

"What can we do now? There's a monster that can devour your immortality!" Astra walked towards Moka while pointing towards the teachers exiting in her car.

"But-but..."

"But what?"

"At least give us something what a cake! We are told to stay here while not knowing if they are safe or not?!"

"Can we free them?!"

Astra pointed towards the ice sculptures that were all around them.

"No, it'll create new problems for them (teachers) and us."

"Then you can stop complaining! I actually want to beat your teacher to pieces too! But look! We are just helpless disciples here!"

That sentence of fact pierced Moka's heart until it pierced her out.

He was silent and could not say anything more.

"Gurghhh!" Moka was upset and shouted back, and after all her emotions were let out. He sat down on the rock like that.

He turned his head the other way, and caught something unusual near the school exit gate.

"Gita, what are you doing there?" Ask Moka from a distance.

"Oh?" Hearing the call, Gita inserts a small object she just got from there.

He walked up to the two of them with a stupid smile. "There's nothing special, just omit the saturation."

"Eh..."

"You're not doing anything weird, are you?"

"Of course not! What are you thinking about?"

"It's nothing!" Her cheeks were flushed from thinking of the no-no.

What Gita took was what order she had just gotten from her superior earlier. The object is the latest model Pageblug that has two weapon data in it. Hence, he could not just tell his friend with what he got.

"Have it, instead of us arguing, let's do something a little... Bring pleasure." The Gita tries to shift their attention to something else.

It's also no harm, they haven't done anything since.

"Root! Do you want to come?!"

The Gita calls Hakam who is far away from them.

He looked at the sky that was emitting heat amidst the cold snow. His mind flew to another place, to a place he might think was important.

Is my brother safe? He thought about his sister's fate.

Whether he was successfully evacuated, or ended up being a rock just like the others. He did not know at all, yet he could only be relieved knowing this ice would not kill him. The only source of his fear was whether his sister would experience any trauma. Trauma is the most frightening thing here.

*bus!

"Well?!"

He was shocked because a hand suddenly touched his shoulder from behind.

When he turned around, Hakam saw the face of his friend who always acted silly as usual.

"Gita?"

"You wanna play?" Gita said while smiling.

"Main?" Hakam tilted his head in confusion.

"Yes, a game..." As Gita said that, somehow Hakam suddenly felt a chill mixed with goosebumps. "...The name of the game is... 'Frost! There's a government dog!'" With a terrifying smile, Gita instantly activated her Pageblug and turned it into a knife.

Sensing the danger, Hakam immediately retreated with his light magic.

"Oh, miss apparently!" Gita smiled as she shrugged both of her shoulders.

His smiling face showed him like he was playing around in the attack. However, when Hakam's eyes locked with something behind his friend.

He was immediately startled, his eyes sparkling with fear and anger. Behind him were two bodies lying unconscious from stab wounds to the neck.

"Gita, what did you do to Moka and Astra?!" Hakam asked even though he knew it wasn't necessary.

He instantly activated his pageblug and held tightly to his halberd.

He does not want any time wasted, if Astra just fooled with Gita, let alone himself. That's how he thought.

"You want to attack me with that slow gun of yours?"

"At least I'm not as slow as you think!"

Despite being ridiculed, Hakam remains wary of his opponent. He strengthened his grip on his weapon and prepared with an attack that would suddenly appear.

"So bad, it looks like you're about to lose your chance!"

With a light mockery, Gita revealed her shape-shifting weapon. Just like Haran's in the Teacher Assessment back then, the Gita's weapon turned into another form, the M4a1 the weapon of pride of the soldiers.

Without wasting much time, Hakam instantly activated his sigir of light and ran behind the Gita.

A long halberd swung from afar and aimed at his opponent's neck.

The Gita who knew the direction of the attack instantly turned around and dodged backwards.

While in that position, he raised his gun and fired it.

*dor *dor *dor!

Now that he was a little away from the Gita, he once again swung his halberd from afar and made a strong gust of wind.

*wush!

The gust leads to Gita, but she has not run out of sense.

The Gita instantly casts a dark magic and makes the wind that leads towards her become hers.

Now around him was a black smoke that would slow down the movement of his enemy.

"Tch!" Mistakes have been made Hakam, now he cannot use his light attack to get close.

"It seems like this is my victory!" Slowly, Gita raised her rifle and prepared to shoot towards Hakam's head.

Yet...

"Wait!" Hakam shouted frantically towards Gita.

Suddenly his opponent stopped the pull of the trigger.

"What are you planning, Gita?!"

That big question mark came to Hakam's mind.

Why the Gita did all this. What mission?

But instead of answering, Gita smiled as usual. "You don't need to know."

*dor!

Gita pulled the trigger.

But right there, Hakam avoided using his light magic and approached his opponent.

"What?!"

When Hakam is nearby, the black wind that protects Gita instantly disappears and opens blame on him.

*glash!

Gita bounced away until it hit the building.

*Shop!

His body limp slumped on the cracked wall because of it.

Without giving a breath, Hakam immediately continued the attack by breaking his halberd in half. His broken weapon was instantly thrust into both palms of his opponent so that he could not resist. Now Gita is glued to that wall.

"Gurghhh!" Gita screamed loudly because of the prick that pierced through her skin.

"I know when my own magic will be, so obviously I know when my wind will be gone!" Say it while pushing it deeper.

"Armghh!"

"Now tell me, what are you planning!" Hakam yelled at him.

His current anger was not just ordinary anger. He was disappointed and upset with his friend.

"Why did you suddenly attack us?!"

There was no answer, Gita just smiled cynically.

"I told... What are you planning?!" He spoke once more, and this time he thrust it deeper.

Despite the pain, Gita still did not give an answer.

Hakam tried another way, he tried to read his opponent.

"You... Whatever your plan is right now, you won't be able to do it." Hakam removed his grip from his weapon. "You still don't dare to beat up your conscious friend, do you?!"

Gita immediately looked towards Hakam.

"You can attack Moka and Astra and make them faint because it's an instant attack, but when you face me, you can't do it, your hands tremble because I know you're trying to attack me."

"Heh... Say as you please, but... I still won't say it."

"Then, then..." Hakam tried to take something in Gita's pocket. "... It's mine now."

An object like a stick is held and shown on the Gita.

It was the pageblug he had just obtained from the superior.

"What are you trying to do?" Gita started to panic.

"You know, I work under Mr. Stevent, and actually, I'm also the one who checks the guns... So..." He showed his image, an object that could format a pageblug.

"You didn't try, did you?!"

"Tell me then!"

"Tch!" Not strong, that's how he feels.

He can lie if he tells him what's going on now, but if the pageblug is formatted, then his boss will know soon.

"What an unexpected situation..."

"Tell me...!"

"All right!"

That way, Gita tells Hakam his duty without telling him his true identity.

Hakam instantly raised both of his eyebrows and was slightly surprised to hear it.