I Was Forced to Become a Teacher in the Prestigious Fighter School
Episodes 172. Those in the Sky (Epilogue)

Early in the morning, a young man woke up to get ready. He was wearing a maid shirt as if he was going to attend an event. His face looked seriously at the mirror of his home.

"Sister..." The voice of the little girl called out to him and diverted his back. "Where are you going?"

"Get go to a ceremony."

"Why must it be morning..."

"Because Mr. big brother likes molor, so you have to leave rather early in the morning so the time is right."

"Hmmm..." The little girl puffed her cheeks. "Basar, the older brother is lazy. Cook him making others miserable anyway!"

"Look, this is a habit..." Hakam stroked his sister's hair. "One day Lily will understand how common things are like this."

"Lily won't be a slacker, just look!"

A joke was made by Hakam to lie to his sister. This was an unworthy thing, but for the time being he felt that he should do it.

He actually just feels bad. He was filled with sadness, and staying home did not make him feel better. So, by going to his master's house early he used it as an escape to his grief.

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Kring~!

an alarm from a cell phone rang to wake the sleeping prince.

*C!

"I'm awake, no need to be noisy!" The prince turned off his phone weakly.

If not, today is a dark day.

The time is now 24 hours after the incident. Everything was back to normal with no one feeling the burden in his life. It's terrible, but it's also amazing. Something like this rarely happens, this event might also remind them that death is a possible thing in this era.

The prince rushed out and changed his clothes and prepared to go to school.

"Mr Stevent, preparations are complete. Say when you're ready to go." A servant who was his classmate came behind him.

The form of the young man could be seen from the mirror of the closet he was wearing.

Stevent felt heavy as he recalled what was going to happen today. Today is a memorial service for those who died yesterday. It's been a tough day, not just for Stevent but for his servants as well. They did not expect something like this to come to them, even the participants were people they knew.

Stevent lowered his head and closed both of his eyes. His breath was set to prepare.

"Yes, let's go, Hakam" he said, turning to his servant.

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In one house, a blonde woman in the twintail style was sitting with her family. His face was sluggish and had no appetite.

"Tashya..." One of his brothers tried to call him, but they were powerless to continue his sentence.

Yesterday was a terrible day that happened to him. Seeing his entire comrades decreasing one after another was an unusual matter.

A slow and smooth clap of the shoulder was felt on the woman's shoulder. He had never felt this clap for a long time.

"Tashya..." His mother called with a sad tone. "...You are valuable to us. So please don't make yourself suffer any longer."

His mother hugged his son from behind. "You're just making yourself sicker."

The hug shattered the dam that was holding all her tears.

"Arghhh...." Tasya cried helplessly at the events of yesterday.

Her cute face hit the dining table and drenched it with tears.

It was just a nightmare for him nothing more. That was how he thought, yet it was all real not a dream. He was forced to accept it.

His entire brother looked at him with pity.

"Tash... You have to say it right..." His mother forced a smile. "There can be no tears. Say goodbye properly... This is the only time to say it."

With her mother's advice, Tasya went to school and attended the ceremony.

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At school, a pile of flowers lined up and made a triangular pyramid pattern. On each side there are photos of those who were victims of the incident. This is a memorial for those who lost their lives in the incident.

In front of the memorial, a man in a cowboy hat and sunglasses stared high at the photos. He did not say anything even though next to him was a man with a large, fat beard and mustache.

"This is what you want, isn't it?" Bahar looked up at the top of the flower bed. "You sent them only to execute those who were guilty, but instead ended up killing those who were innocent as well."

Despite hearing that painful sentence, Widodo was still speechless, he could not avoid that this was all his doing. If only he hadn't gotten the teachers involved, perhaps those in this photo would still be with him at this moment.

Widodo grossly underestimated the grandmother simply because she had worked under him.

This regret he had to carry continuously, and he should not just forget about it.

This is all because of his fault.

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On the other side of the memorial, a young man with the OSIS emblem on his shoulder stared sadly at one of the photos on the flower bed.

The photo was of Dahlia Puspita, a person Astra loved very much from the beginning. She can't blame Dahlia's boyfriend for her death. After all, that person had also died in order to avenge him. His body simply vanished after killing that person. It is indeed an equivalent exchange just to eliminate an eternal figure.

Astra stared at the top of the flower bed, there was a photo that could only be seen from her side. The photo was of the teacher who had stolen Dahlia from her, Rashid Londerik.

Astra can only feel envious and spiteful. A man who does not know his origins can suddenly get the heart of his loved ones.

...

"To blame anyone right now is pointless..." Astra is preparing for the future.

Because he was no longer there, he thought to himself.

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Being away from the memorial, Haran stood by the wall while crossing his arms. His eyes closed and remembered what the man said last night.

"I'm gonna make you all think that I died when I killed Nova."

"You... Are you trying to escape your sins?!"

"Yes, you could say so... But this is more of a remission of sins for me. I will pay for all their grief by taking all their pain to me. That way, they just need to say goodbye and live their lives normally."

"Stupid, it's not that easy to know!"

"I knew... But is there anything better than that?"

Haran was silent and could not answer.

"You're using Hover Shoes, so I don't think the Prince's effect will have any effect on you."

"Then why do you still want to do it, isn't there me who's going to divulge all those things."

"That's... If they believe you." The man smiled cynically filled with cunning. "They must just think of all your words as madness."

Haran fell silent and looked at the land of ruins sadly. He is not in power at all at the moment. Her body is controlled by enchantment magic, and she's still not ready if she's the only one who remembers the man.

Returning to this moment, Haran opened his eyes and left from there. To him this is a waste of time. Because it's... All their memories are fakes... Because the real thing was forgotten by them.

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Ryan walked side by side with Linda closing in on the memorial. In the middle of them, there was a man with long hair until his back was limping. The man did not regenerate his injured body, he took this as a sign that he remembered something that had vanished from him. He still doesn't know what it is, but he'll find it soon enough.

"Ryan... Thank you for bringing me here..."

"Calm down, it's nothing. You're also my cousin, Rizki."

"You never change..."

"Hey, it hurts to know (in a mental sense)..."

"But that's the truth, right? Nothing has changed except your maturity."

Hearing the compliment, Ryan turned his face away and instead ended up staring at Linda who was also leading Rizki on the other side.

Linda immediately blushed and threw away her face in another direction. Rizki who saw the incident could only smile foolishly.

"Geeh!" But unfortunately that stupid smile turned into fear.

He saw a blonde woman sitting there and looking at a picture of a woman.

"The fredrica?" Ryan called the woman's name.

Rizki who was in trouble immediately tried to duck down to cover her face. He couldn't possibly show his face at a time like this.

"Oh, Ryan..." His face was very lethargic, even more towards apprehension. "Come here for the same thing?"

"Hmm(nodden)..."

"And you must be Rizki, no." When mentioning the name of the man, there was a volume of sound that suddenly rose.

Even so, Fredrica did not want to make this atmosphere even more chaotic. He looked back at the photo at the very bottom of the flower bed.

It was a picture of Erika. Friends he considers rivals.

"We've all lost someone we love here." Rizki, who noticed the awkwardness, walked to Fredrica's side and stared at Erika's photo. "This is a story that we must not confuse."

The sound made everything there calm.

This was the only time for them to say goodbye.

Even those who were never seen once came to this place. 'They' in question were Sophia's parents, they were kneeling with tears on their cheeks. They did not expect that their daughter would end up like this. Their regret for ignoring her daughter had now been at an end. It was already beyond repair, the princess had left them.

Back at Rizki and Ryan, they lowered their heads in front of the memorial. Pray for the best in the departed spirit. Rizki and Ryan lost their family. Fredrica who lost her friend, and Linda who knew how sad Ryan was right now. They addressed the memorial with respect as a farewell to them.

Shortly after, everyone gathered at the school. They all wisely and silently pay their last respects to those who died.

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Meanwhile, somewhere else.

*tock! *tock! *tock!

This is my first day as a teacher.

I purposely worked in the same profession as before because it was a fun thing. And moreover, I was able to meet a lot of people just from this profession.

"Lake in!" As I opened the door, I heard the voices of the students waiting for me, the new teacher.

They were staring at me who was walking to the front of the table like they were looking at a newly rising artist. This is common! there's no need to be afraid. I said in my heart to strengthen my mentality.

I was standing behind the table with a smiling face, my chest was gently poked with my hands. That way, I'm ready to introduce myself.

"Meet me, my father's name is Randy. Randy Only."

My day as a new person begins today.

My selfish life has already begun.

~Completed~