Here's the Bonus chapter of the week 173 PS, almost 200 you could have gotten 2 bonus chapters.
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Chapter 278: Filling Out Length and Duration? Is This Even Legal?
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The students: "..."
So, you basically didn't listen to a single word she just said?
Never change, Seito!
Seito remained perfectly composed. Was he joking? Could a few sharp words make a man like him feel ashamed? If he didn't act a little "deviant," he'd be doing a massive disservice to his own good looks! He muttered as much to himself.
"Hmph! I'm done standing here!" Utaha Kasumigaoka snorted coldly.
"Sigh, Utaha-fatty, how could you be like this?" Seito sighed dramatically.
"What did you just call me?!" Utaha's hair practically stood on end. Utaha-fatty? What kind of ridiculous nickname is that?!
"Utaha-fatty. Why, is there a problem?" Seito replied nonchalantly. Then...
Zip—!
Without another word, he used Spatial Movement and vanished instantly! He had no desire to stay and be the target of her legendary tongue-lashing; after all, her "poison" was far more potent than Shizuka's.
Principal's Office.
Minami Kotori's mother, Principal Minami, was busy grading documents.
Zip—!
Seito suddenly appeared before her, causing her to look up from her desk.
"Seito-kun, is there something I can help you with?" she asked calmly.
"Principal Minami, don't you think I'd make an excellent teacher for the first-years?"
Seito asked with a cheeky grin.
Principal Minami: "???"
She was momentarily stunned. A teacher? How does this kid's brain even function?
Actually, this was a spur-of-the-moment idea for Seito. Since he had mastered every academic subject anyway, becoming a teacher felt like a perfectly logical next step.
Principal Minami rubbed her chin, seriously considering the proposal. Honestly, it wasn't a bad idea. Seito was a God now; surely the things a God could teach would be top-tier.
As for his age? Please!
Leaving his personality aside, Seito was the youngest General in the Eastern Country. Having someone of his status willing to teach was actually doing her a massive favor.
With that in mind, she pulled out an application form. "Fine. Fill this out."
It was just an administrative matter; getting him on the payroll wouldn't be difficult. She could just report it to Mayor Kiru later.
"Great!" Seito gave a radiant smile, grabbed a pen, and began filling out his details.
Not bad at all~ I'm actually going to be a teacher! Excellent, truly excellent!
Scribble, scribble, scribble!
Seito wrote with blistering speed. In under a minute, he had completed most of the personal data. As for his subject of choice?
History, obviously!
"Here you go, Principal Minami." Seito handed the form back.
"Mhm." She took the paper and scanned it.
A moment later, a faint blush crept onto her face, followed quickly by a flicker of irritation in her eyes.
"Okay, explain to me... what on earth is this?!" She slammed the form onto the desk, pointing to two lines of numbers Seito had added right after his age.
"25 centimeters? Max duration: a full day and night?"
"Are you applying for a teaching position or an adult film role?!"
She really wanted to vent. This was exactly like the "stats" listed by certain playboys in high-end clubs! What kind of personal data was this?!
"Hehe," Seito chuckled shamelessly. "Don't sweat the small details. Let's just move on to the next step."
He didn't care. If a man has things to be proud of, he should definitely mention them! Since he was quite familiar with the Principal Minami, he figured he could get away with it.
"Sigh... just go report to the first-year staff room," she sighed helplessly, waving him away.
"Principal Minami, could I get a Head Teacher position? You know, a Homeroom Teacher?" Seito asked again. He couldn't leave yet—being a Homeroom Teacher was the real goal.
"Homeroom Teacher? Impossible!" she flatly refused. "At most, I can give you an Assistant Homeroom Teacher spot. As it happens, Mr. Fred from Class E was just transferred to the third-years today."
"I was planning to hire someone new, but since you're here, you can take over as the Assistant Homeroom Teacher for Class E."
Seito nodded vigorously. "No problem!"
Assistant Homeroom Teacher was perfectly fine! Especially for Class E—this was going to be very entertaining.
"Mhm. Go report now." She handed him a slip of paper. "Give this to Ms. Kirisu. I'll handle the official paperwork later."
"Got it!" Seito took the note, feeling thoroughly satisfied.
Finally... I'm a teacher~
Leaving the office, Seito headed to the third floor. Half a minute later, he reached the staff room and walked straight in.
BANG!
The office door swung open, and every teacher inside looked over. When they saw Seito, their expressions turned incredibly strange.
"Are you... here for detention?" Shizuka Hiratsuka, sitting next to Sae Chabashira, was the first to speak.
"Ahem!" Seito scanned the room. Spotting Mr. Fred's empty desk, he walked over and sat down behind it.
"Greetings, everyone. From now on, I am your new colleague."
Shizuka Hiratsuka: "..."
Sae Chabashira: "..."
Chie Hoshinomiya: "..."
Everyone else: "..."
The room fell into a stunned silence.
Colleague? Does that mean what I think it means?
The teachers exchanged bewildered glances. After a moment, Shizuka said with a weird expression, "You skip the entire morning, and you come back as a teacher? Isn't this a bit sudden?"
She couldn't wrap her head around it.
"Don't worry about the small stuff," Seito smiled. "Where is Ms. Kirisu?"
He had noticed Mafuyu Kirisu wasn't in the office when he entered.
"She's teaching Class E right now. She'll be back after the bell," Sae Chabashira answered with her usual "dead fish" eyes.
Seito nodded. He then leaned over to chat with Shizuka and Sae, passing the time until the period ended.
Time flew by, and the bell for the end of the first period rang. Teachers began filtering back into the office. When they saw Seito casually chatting with the two female teachers, their gazes turned even more peculiar.
Finally, Mafuyu Kirisu walked through the door. Seito immediately stood up and walked over to her.
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