I Was Forced to Become a Teacher in the Prestigious Fighter School
Episode 42's. Professionalism is the key

School lesson time is over. I left the class for the principal's office. That guy called me there.

There were no other teachers I met on the road. They seem to be busy taking the exam.

'Luckily, I can quickly settle my affairs.'

But my guess is not true, the person I forgot was there was suddenly I met while alone on the wall of the classroom terrace.

"For a long time no talk, Rashid Londerik." Haran greeted me mockingly.

I try to ignore it and keep going. But my hunch says otherwise, this guy seems to be bringing trouble if ignored.

I briefly turned my head around and looked at the face of the 30-year-old woman. He looked satisfied after I tried to listen to him.

"What?" My toot.

"You don't need to talk much, I'll explain." He finally let go of his joints and stood upright while crossing his arms. "I'm sorry if I'm so late, you're not working for that guy anymore?" Asked the woman while looking at me sharply and smiling wryly at me.

"Hmm(nod)," I replied.

"Oh, then why do you still want to listen to that old grandma?"

"I think of yesterday as my side job" my lie is very natural.

"Eh so, so the point is you keep working for him?" Haran held onto his pageblug, and prepared to attack me with a surprise attack at any time.

"If I don't think it's necessary, then I'll refuse. The nominal amount was the point for me, even though I never used it. Even to the point of stacking up in the bank." I answered honestly.

"Money money money... So now you look more like a mercenary, huh?" Haran held his chin with an annoyed expression.

"You can say it like that!" I just answered.

After hearing that, his eyes widened limply. His mouth tried to smile while thinking of a plan.

"If it's true that you're a mercenary, would you do something for me as long as there's money" he asked with a grimace.

I don't know what this 30-year-old granny will be. But I tried to follow the current and let myself dance in her palm alone.

I sighed and tried to get my body to the wall. My hands crossed and looked at the woman with a sharp look.

"What, who, where, how, why, and how much?" I answered flatly.

"I'm asking you to take the engagement ring that belonged to Princess Tyas Anjani who was in her big house. Do it quietly so as not to be caught. I need that rare agate ring for my Anitya magic research. I'll open a starting price of 20 million." He looked at me low.

"If I get caught?" Ask if there is anything beyond belief.

I have to make sure of this one. Right now I am not someone who should just kill my target, but rather the terms of the mission should also be followed.

"I just hope it doesn't happen, but you're a parno-an so I'll tell you." His eyes were closed with a happy expression. "Kill him! The most angry is Nova." His laughter sounded from there.

What the woman said is true. If there is a murder incident, then the first one to get into trouble is Nova. Because of all the people in this city who had subordinates that could be used to execute people was just Nova.

The Fajri incident did not involve Nova either because the man had a lost status at this time.

But I have to think about it with jelly. If I fail and kill the target, then Nova will realize that I work for someone else. Even though I'm already half free of that grandmother, but that doesn't mean I can just wander around being a hit man. There are consequences when I break.

Using the power of CODE is also not a good choice. What happened to Dahlia will happen again.

'It's a troublesome mission.' I rubbed the part between my eyes.

"I'm sorry, but I can't." I finally made a decision.

"Well, it turns out you can't if it's not the grandma, huh? What's the difference with your babu if you still can't be free?" Haran's expression shrunk in disappointment.

The mission he gave me was too risky for me. If I get caught I will be destroyed, and if I succeed the pay is not much. Rejection is the right choice for now.

"Oh yeah, forget about it. I want to tell you why I'm talking to you." He changed the subject.

So that was just a topic made because of my bullshit, huh? Again my bullshit makes a long trouble.

"What?"

So he knew it, too, but it didn't surprise me. He was the strongest person in this school before.

"hm." I nodded as I answered yes.

"The reward of the top 10 exams this time, looks different than before. Usually they only get the latest version of pageblug and guarantee to be able to choose the university they want. This time, it only got an upgraded version of Anitya. How valuable or powerful was the magic that the latest version of Anitya created?" He said that while I was spooning his body to the wall in front of the class.

By the way the class behind us is a backup class in case of unexpected things like the events of last week.

The woman slowly turned her head towards me while putting on a questionable face. "What's Nova's plan this time, Rashid?" He wished I had given him free information.

"He was just jealous of Halim's advances in pageblug technology" I said flatly.

This information is valid but not very influential. Tell him also no one gets profit or loss.

He only held back his laughter while landing it.

"Ha-ah hahaha, so the grandmother also understood the meaning of envy apparently?" Haran laughed off.

I first saw him laughing at the grandmother with such a laugh. The events about the fate of his son/sister 'I don't remember very much.' went into my mind. He seemed to be releasing his anger and turning it into a sense of satisfaction.

"Hahaha ha ha.ha, I didn't know she was like that. So my attempt to question you about Nova's hidden plan only bears fruit like this?! It's a waste of time." He laughed while he stopped me.

"Why can you laugh with me?" I thought about that.

He should hate me even seeing me makes me uncomfortable. Then why is he talking to me like a casual chat.

Haran flicked his smile but his expression was still relaxed.

"Calm down, you're a victim of Nova's slavery. And you weren't the one who killed my sister, were you? The culprit was a Nova guinea pig that exploded in school at the time, and now she's dead. There's no way I'm avenging a dead man, especially a victim." Haran smiled freely while holding back his sadness remembering that person whom I just remembered that he was his sister.

"I am also a 3rd grade teacher moreover a magic class. Professionalism must also be within me, however much I hate you because you are a subordinate of that grandmother. You're still my junior and also one of us right now." He lowered his head while putting on a guilty face.

After saying that, Haran stood up straight and faced me. "I'm sorry it offended you, but remember I'm still watching your actions." He closed his eyes and asked to shake hands.

I answered his handshake. Her face that hated me for Nova was still she put on it when she shook my hand.

After shaking hands he turned his body and prepared to go back to the teacher's room. But before that he turned his head towards me while saying. "If there's a problem, you can ask me too. Remember, I'm your senior too. Helping my junior is also my duty," after saying that he continued his steps into the teacher's room.

I just stared flat at the woman's back that was moving away.

He still misunderstands the events of Fire Summer. He was also mistaken about the child who died at the time.

'The boy is not dead, he was in front of you.' What expression will he put on when I say it.

But I better keep my mouth shut. As long as the problem is not in question, it is enough for me. He said he wouldn't bring those days to me.

I assume my problem with Haran is over, but the grudge against me is still there. I'll take that as a natural thing.

Not because I was the grandmother's subordinate, but because it had made grade 3 magic fall into the abyss of rank during the teacher's assessment. It was hard to imagine, the class that was always on top suddenly fell to the bottom 2nd rank.

The voice of other students who come out of the class and walk signifies that other teachers have finished giving additional lessons.

I stood straight from my sanden. My body was squeaky and staring down the street at the principal's office.

Talking to Haran has taken up a lot of my time.

"Sir Rashid...." Someone called me from behind.

Her braided hair and directed to the front of the shoulder reminded me of something I had forgotten.

"Erika...?" I looked at the teacher with a wedge.

Come on, I just want to go to the principal's office.