The next day, around ten in the morning.
A ray of sunlight slanted in through the window, casting a soft golden glow on Kurozawa's profile. He looked handsome and charming, attracting many eager glances.
His appearance was already outstanding, but his quiet and somewhat mysterious demeanor deterred many people who wanted to get close to him.
Regardless of gender.
At this moment, Kurozawa was propping up his head with one hand, his eyes slightly closed, half-asleep. His other hand was in the desk drawer, flipping through pages on a new phone with a lit screen.
[Because Lefty reads messages very quickly, Kurozawa thoughtfully got a brand new phone so Lefty could absorb biological knowledge more easily.]
What it said about taking Righty from Shinichi Izumi and giving it to Kana was not a good suggestion.
If it was a particularly special Righty, Kurozawa would rather keep it for himself and give Kana a different, more powerful Parasitic Organism.
At the same time, Kurozawa narrowed his eyes slightly, his gaze subtly sweeping towards the sky outside the window.
Since Uragami was also a character in the original timeline, his death at Lefty's hand might attract the attention of the Divine Will and cause them to secretly interfere. Kurozawa had been very vigilant recently.
However, he was probably overthinking it. An unimportant person was not enough to expose his existence.
"But perhaps some worlds are not under the observation of the Divine Beings and operate freely and chaotically."
Regarding the Divine Will, why they appeared, and why they controlled the world cycles, Kurozawa actually knew very little. He basically speculated based on his experiences in the last world and the limited information Kawaru Toki had given him.
Ding-a-ling. A bell rang, interrupting Kurozawa's thoughts.
Class was starting.
This was math class.
However, after about three minutes, the middle-aged math teacher with thinning hair still hadn't arrived. The classroom began to buzz with chatter, the quiet conversations gradually turning into a noisy murmur.
"Please be quiet. I'll go to the office and see what's going on with the teacher."
A pleasant girl's voice rang out; it was Satomi Murano who had stood up.
She was the class representative in Kurozawa's class. Because of her gentle and kind personality and excellent academic performance, the other students were quite willing to listen to her.
But just as she was about to head to the office, a figure suddenly appeared at the door. After observing for a moment, they entered the classroom.
It was a young woman with shoulder-length grayish-purple hair, an oval face, pale skin, and a gentle smile on her face.
She was tall and dressed in a black women's suit that outlined her beautiful figure. She looked to be around twenty-five, a charming age.
After gesturing for Satomi Murano to sit down, the female teacher picked up a piece of chalk, turned around, and wrote a few large, neatly written characters on the blackboard.
Ryoko Tamiya.
After writing, she turned back around, reached up, and tucked a strand of grayish-purple hair behind her ear. Then, with a calm expression, she parted her thin lips.
"Hello, students. Your math teacher is unavailable, so I will be substituting for now."
"My name is Ryoko Tamiya. If you encounter any problems in the future, whether in life or in your studies, you can feel free to consult me."
Her words carried genuine warmth, spoken neither too fast nor too slow, with clear articulation.
Ryoko Tamiya's mature and beautiful charm as a woman had already caused some of the younger boys in the class to look excited and pleased.
A beautiful young female teacher was naturally much more popular than a middle-aged male teacher with thinning hair.
The original math teacher was instantly forgotten by all the students.
In the second-to-last row by the window, Kurozawa's expression was slightly stunned.
If not for his Left Hand trembling slightly and the extensive memories related to her, he would have been completely fooled by her exquisite acting.
This young female teacher named Ryoko Tamiya was, remarkably, a Parasitic Organism that had taken over a human.
But in her actions and speech, there was none of the unique stiffness and numbness typical of Parasitic Organisms. Although her expression was somewhat cold, it just felt like her personality was like that, and she wouldn't be perceived as strange.
Meanwhile, amidst the many restless gazes, Kurozawa's scrutinizing and appraising look stood out like a firefly in the darkness.
Ryoko Tamiya, who was introducing herself, suddenly had a sharp look in her eyes and radiated a faint aura of a vicious predator as she stared at Kurozawa.
The corners of Kurozawa's mouth lifted, forming a bright smile.
On the podium, the young female teacher's heart suddenly fluttered, and her heartbeat quickened. She felt as if she saw a ferocious beast that wanted to devour people, its entire body burning with a monstrous Pitch-Black Aura, opening its blood-red maw at her, revealing its chilling fangs.
Her pupils contracted, and she subtly took a half-step back. Ryoko Tamiya took several deep breaths before calming herself down.
Then, a deep sense of dread rose in the depths of her eyes, and she shifted her gaze elsewhere.
"Human?"
"A fellow creature?"
"Or some other kind of anomaly... to have such a terrifying presence..."
Opening a textbook, Ryoko Tamiya pretended nothing was wrong and began teaching. She effortlessly explained formulas, theorems, and problem-solving techniques. Her teaching ability was immeasurably better than the previous bald teacher.
As she turned around, behind Kurozawa, a boy in the last row quietly tugged at his friend to his left and whispered, "Nakashu, I think I'm in love. From the moment I first saw this new teacher, I felt my heart race and my mind go blank."
"And she just looked at me! Does she like me too?"
The friend beside him chuckled and whispered back, delivering a blow to his heart, "You're dreaming."
Of course your heart is racing, she eats hearts— Kurozawa thought to himself, while also quietly giving a thumbs-up to the restless adolescent boy. He really dared to think anything.
The class ended. Just as the bell was about to ring, Ryoko Tamiya assigned a few practice problems as homework.
Then, her tall figure moved, slowly walking towards Kurozawa amidst many gazes.
"Come to my office after school." Her voice was completely flat, carrying that typical Parasitic Organism feel, while also showing a degree of apprehension.
Kurozawa looked up, examining the female teacher from close range.
A pair of clear, almond-shaped eyes, skin like snow, and delicate features – she was indeed very captivating.
"Why should I go?" Kurozawa narrowed his eyes, looking at the young female teacher with a half-smile.
The classroom instantly fell silent, so quiet you could hear a pin drop. The atmosphere only recovered after a few seconds.
In the eyes of the other students, Kurozawa was truly quite rebellious.
Some students wanted to speak up for the female teacher, but seeing the muscles straining against Kurozawa's uniform and his short, spiky hair that exuded a fierce aura like steel needles, they wisely kept quiet.
As expected of a yakuza student, many students thought, he doesn't give the teacher any face at all.
Across from him, Ryoko Tamiya seemed to have anticipated this and showed no surprise.
She leaned over and whispered a few words into Kurozawa's ear.
Many ears around them secretly pricked up, but they couldn't hear anything clearly.
After speaking, Ryoko Tamiya stood there, waiting for Kurozawa's response.
Kurozawa lightly tapped the desk. Each tap seemed to strike at people's hearts, making them nervous.
After quietly thinking for more than ten seconds, he finally agreed to the female teacher's request.
"Alright, then you wait for me."
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