I Was Forced to Become a Teacher in the Prestigious Fighter School
Episode 8's. Explosive Legend, he said

Have you ever heard of 'chasing your dreams with your talent.' from someone?

If ever, then there are two things you will do.

Followed him... Or ignored.

No one knows which answer is right. When it has passed, then know where the answer is.

More or less this happened to that man.

Being a student at the age of 18 years made him start looking for identity. He loves the sport of baseball. He began to hone that ability until the stage he was the one who was in the school, even to the national level.

He continued to train until he was 23 years old. His ability in the sport has entered the professional level. His throw was even called a god throw because no one could hit the ball he threw.

He was very proud of it and thought he could do anything with it.

Unfortunately, when he was 25, he realized there was one thing that reminded him at the end. He was reminded in a very sad way. It was so painful it even felt like a bullet went through his big head.

In this archipelago, the sport is not much of a fan. Lose competitiveness with other sports such as football and badminton.

How great he is, if people don't care about the sport, then he will still be a loser in the future.

Finally, the young man realized that his hobby could not be used to fulfill his life. He began to look at the newspaper containing job vacancies. While sitting in his room, the man continued to read until he finally found a vacancy that fit his skills.

A bakery was a place that the man chose. Leaving her dreams behind and starting to live to meet her needs. The man continued to work in the factory until he was 35 years old. About ten years.

Unfortunately, his age has reached the limit of the criteria desired by the factory. The man must be PHK. Now the man has to find another job that requires his experience.

2047 Years. Times have changed since a year after the 'it' incident'. Everything was different than he ever remembered. The old logic is no longer necessary.

Humans are immune to death...

He thought it was something amazing, but also something terrible. There must be something political behind it. He had guessed with certainty about it.

Even so, the person who had now stepped on the 3 heads did not care. Because~...

Right now right before his eyes, there was an opportunity for him to escape from his miserable life.

A match 'in which 100 people in the group became 1 and were told to finish off each other until K.O' was clearly displayed on the board in front of him. The race prize is something that will be coveted by all who live in the present.

The requirement to enter the match is only to have Anitya flowing in the body and a personal weapon stored in the pageblug.

Seeing an opportunity, the man threw all his curiosities at Anitya and was instantly willing to inject Anitya into it.

This is all for the sake of a better life, he said in his heart.

***

By buying pageblug from the remaining money of his savings, the man is now ready to enter the death race.

He did not have to worry about those who were injured. Anitya will protect them from all harm. That's the race slogan. As if the race was only intended to promote Anitya who is still not perfect.

Back to the arena.

100 People gathered in the arena. They stared at each other with sharp eyes and distrusted each other. Those humans who were once good people were transformed into high-ego creatures in this race.

No matter your family, friends or age. They will destroy each other for the sake of that very tempting gift.

"START!!" The race has begun.

Battle Royale has begun!

The sound of instantaneous buzzing was heard everywhere. The entire arena that was originally quiet was instantly filled with screams and bloodshed.

The participants begin to destroy each other. They cut down everything in front of them. No matter who they were, if they blocked the path it would be finished off.

This race turned humans into monsters thirsting for power.

While they destroy each other. The man who was pitting fate in the race instead just stood casually among the sea of humans covered in blood and sweat.

When looking at those who were fighting, the man simply observed and concluded one thing with his eyes.

"They're trash..." Annoyed annoyed.

*blush!

The man activated his pageblug.

His pageblug formed a baseball. A weapon that shouldn't be in this blood-filled fight looks like it will prey on all of them here.

The other participants who saw the man's weapon saw him as an easy prey. He looks like a fool carrying a knife in a gunfight.

Those without sharp weapons would be easily defeated quickly. As they thought.

But, it seems they are wrong.

The man smiled as he watched everyone around him consider him an easy target. He did not need to think about strategy because his opponent was off guard from the start.

After being sure of the target, the man began to take a swing throw.

When the target is considered close. He started throwing his pageblug at the group of participants who were walking towards him.

*Out!

A loud explosion emerged from the pageblug he threw.

About 15 participants were immediately eliminated in just one throw.

The other participants who were trying to prey on the man fell silent while being shocked. They made the mistake again because they daydreamed in the middle of a fight.

"What the fuck?"

"Why was there an explosion?"

"Isn't it a violation to carry a dangerous weapon?"

The man smiled at their complaint. There was no guilt when he did. He even walked casually to his pageblug and took it back.

"The rules of the race are to use weapons and Anitya."

"My attack will not be sanctioned for not breaking the rules."

The man prepares to throw back.

"Where is it possible?! That's obviously a violation!"

"That doesn't know it's KALIANNNN!" He said while throwing.

*Out!

Once again the explosion hit those who were fixated on nervousness.

"This is the power of Anitya! Magic is not a fantasy story anymore! (Lifting his fist) But a reality!"

The remaining participants still did not understand the man's intent.

One of the participants tried to check his own hands. As he did so, a spark emerged from his hand.

"Awhy?! That was real?!"

"How is it going?! Why can't I?!"

"Damn I can't!"

"Woah, I can! I have magic power!"

From their reaction, it can be concluded that Anitya is still favoritism. That imperfect stuff doesn't give magic effects to those who are unlucky.

Back to the fight.

They fell asleep with their strength until they forgot where they were now.

That was when, the man used the opportunity to finish him off.

"Ahead here!" He said while throwing.

*Out!

Those who fell asleep instantly K.O and destroyed. That means they all lose. Almost all were defeated by this man.

TEEE!!!

The sound of a trumpet sounds to end the fight. There was only one player left in the arena.

The spectators cheered loudly at the man.

"The Deadly Explosive, you're so great!"

"You're a new star, Deadly Explosives!"

The man got a nickname that suited him. But the man could only hold haru.

He wanted to be dubbed a pitcher because his hobby as a baseball player was not an explosive that instead sounded like his life (which was ruined). Displeasure emanated from the man's face amidst the cheers of the audience. Despite that, cheers continued, no one could see the man's cry.

A few years later.

***

Saiful Baharudin's. The man's name was written on his desk. Now he is the principal of the most prestigious school, Podoagung School.

"You're calling me just to tell a story?"

I'm currently standing in front of Mr. Bahar's desk. Heard that story for minutes non-stop. I even forgot my nervousness when I came here.

"Ya~, of course not! I called you for something. You don't have to ask me what?' You already know what, right?!"

Bahar sat smoking in front of me regardless of whether the person she spoke to hated smoke or not.

He stared at the display case containing the race medals he had won during his youth. His entire body was reflected in that window pane.

"It's about Fajri. Family called. They're looking for him"

"..................." I don't know what to say.

"I can only say that 'I'm phking him. And I don't know what happens to him next'. I had to lie to them." Bahar's face was blank when she said that.

"Then?"

"I added to my lie! I gave them a possibility that he was missing on the way home, whether it was due to stress or something else!" The reflection of the big man's body was now trembling and tears were visible in his eyes.

"I'm sorry..." I bowed my body and clapped my hands. "It's all my fault." I tried to use manners this time.

"It's okay. Actually I was the one who was wrong. I couldn't solve the problem properly to the point of allowing a predator to walk around freely. You finished him off too because there's no way out anymore, right(scratching his hair)?" Mr. Bahar turned his chair around and looked back at me.

"I hope I can count on you, Mr. Rashid."

For some reason, but at a glance, I saw the look on his face like he was smiling cunningly at me. "You look different than before, usually your aura looks gray, but now, your aura looks like blue. Did your brother discipline you? That's impossible, hahahha... Or because of a woman?" Smiling (whether fake or real).

I feel an unpleasant feeling. The direction of the topic as already determined where will go.

It was possible that the premonition had come because of his large and hideous face. His smile looked like one with perverted intentions.

It's good not to judge people by their faces.

I just fell silent hearing that. Bahar who saw my flat face as a "no" answer instantly closed her smile and could only scratch her hair once more.

"Ehh~, our business is done. You can go now!" Said relaxed.

I turned around and left, but when I was about to get out.

"Rasyid Londerik, there's one thing I might forget to tell you."

I stopped, my head turned towards him with a full gaze asking. From how his face looked serious but relaxed, I didn't feel that what he was going to say had anything to do with the work.

"Pity can save people, but it can also destroy that person."

"..." - ".I was silent for a few seconds.

What does it mean I already know, but why he said this is still unclear. And with how he said it earlier, it seemed like he had experienced or seen something like that.

A moment after that, I left.

***

In front of the office, I saw Stevent sitting alone looking at the people practicing in the field.

Not doing the same mistake. I slowed down my footsteps and tried to approach her secretly.

"You really want to have a training partner like them but unfortunately you don't have any friends?" I who was next to him immediately said what I saw from him.

"Sir Rashid!?" Stevent immediately took some distance from me.

"What do you want, sir?!"

"You really want to have a friend practice?"

"Where is possible.... I'm either Earl or Prince. If you want to practice, I'll just hire a coach!"

"But practicing with friends feels different than being trained by them (who are professionals)."

"Ha! I don't care about that (crossing his arms)!"

Stevent left me.

"When do you want?" Question stopped him.

He looked at me until he fell silent and sweated.

The boy bit his lip because he couldn't answer my question.

"Tch!"

And then left without answering.

From my observation, it was like he wanted to have her (a friend). I also cannot answer. Because I've even been -.

'no! Don't happen again!'

I'm sick of this.

This headache is asking me again.

I had to keep the vomit from going to the toilet.

*Gruahhh!

The sound of vomiting filled the toilet.

I can't be dumbass! Remember that well, Rashid Londerik.

"Sir Rashid? What are you doing in the student toilet?" A man with long hair like a girl was suddenly on my side.

When I saw her, she was none other than my own student, Luna Gita Lestari.

"Other meals don't be weird sir (laughs)!"

I'm still thinking about Stevent, maybe asking Luna is the right thing? He was the center of the male student society in the class.

"Anu... Luna, what do you think Stevent is?"

Luna who had put on her nyinyir face immediately became flat.

"Please pak~(sighs). Just call me Gita. I don't want to be called Luna much less Lestari."

"Ah, sorry..."

"Forget it, you're asking Stevent, right?" Gita puts her hand in the toilet sink. An indifferent and irritated look was on his face. "He's a class bastard. He was a prince. He just dropped us!"

"We were very happy when she was destroyed by Sophia back then (cengigir). His terrified expression at giving up made us satisfied! Ahahaha!"

She's hated.

"Thank you for your advice, Gita(shake her hand)"

I went to leave it on the toilet and saw the boy waving his hand at me with a big smile. I better not ask what he's doing. Don't even want to know.

I went back to class to get my bag that I left behind.

But in class, I realized that what was left was not just a bag.

'shit, I forgot!'

There was a student sitting on her stool staring at me who was staring at the classroom door. The student crossed her arms and put on a sullen face as if to say 'I am tired of waiting!' his face.

"Ehh(throwing gaze)~, sorry."

"(Stands out of a chair) No need to apologize, you have a job anyway. So it's only natural that you forget."

I was silent hearing it.

"If this happens again, please tell me first. I'm not mad (whimpering)! You are an adult. You got a lot of work to do. I'm not your only student here either!"

He left with that fake smile.

Everything he said turned around with his face.

***

When I got home, the house was dark.

'Looks like my brother hasn't come home yet.'

A note was written on the refrigerator. 'Eating instant noodles in the refrigerator.'

*(Sighs) Today is very troublesome only.

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