The students of Saint Karno, dressed in blue-purple uniforms, stand densely packed in the plaza, resembling a massive blue-purple curtain.
Thinking that these are powerful individuals from various kingdoms and regions, who might become the key force in defeating the demon king in the future, Shami frowned.
"I have to come up with a plan... Can’t let these guys develop normally..."
"Next, please welcome the representative of the new students, the mage Saili Porol from Fata, to speak."
At this moment, Rooney’s voice came from the broadcasting crystal, and a slender black-haired girl slowly walked onto the podium, with prepared content in hand, she began her speech.
Her voice was melodious and enchanting, like spring rain nourishing all things.
After the magical girl took the stage, there was noticeably more discussion below.
Looking around, even quite a few teachers, passersby, and unknown individuals were all paying attention.
It was only then that Shami realized the magical girl had such an influence in this city.
It seems that the selection of the Saintess was indeed no joke.
On stage, the black-haired girl had a small face that was stunningly beautiful and calm, like a snow lotus high on a mountain during winter, unreachable.
"Couldn’t tell this was a peculiar girl who would pick flowers from the demon king downstage."
Shami rested his right hand against his cheek and exclaimed.
The magical girl paused her speech on the podium, her nose tickling, wanting to sneeze, but she held it in, feeling somewhat odd inside.
Is someone secretly cursing her?
The magical girl continued her new student speech.
This term, Fata also sent over a dozen magical girls to Saint Karno School as exchange students, among whom, the one most representative of Fata was the black-haired girl, Saili.
This speech was also arranged by the school to show their attention to exchange students from Fata.
"Oh~ my God~ Is that Saili Porol? She’s exactly like the rumors, a super aloof black-haired girl. This kind of flower on high, I’m destined never to meet, not even in my dreams; she would surely mercilessly shatter my dreams."
Just then, a voice appeared next to Shami.
A bespectacled chubby man wearing a cartoon Lolita T-shirt walked out from the office next to Shami’s, raising his trembling hand to adjust his glasses, gazing at Saili as if looking at a deity.
Shami widened his eyes.
Such a familiar face.
Wasn’t this the NEET otaku who was in line ahead of him during a job interview, claiming "My specialty is staying at home for three years at a time"?
"How did this NEET otaku even get to become a specialty teacher? The guy who never leaves the house surely cannot meet anyone!"
Recognizing the person next to him, Shami couldn’t help but furrow his brows tightly.
He initially thought specialty teachers were quite esteemed, but now it seemed the level had dropped to the bottom.
A moment later, the opening ceremony ended, and the chubby man immediately ran back to his office.
"Oh no, my wife’s second profile isn’t ready, I need to go back and grind for materials."
The door closed with a bang, leaving Shami alone in the corridor.
But with just one glance, Shami saw the chubby man’s office interior, which he had already turned into a second home for an otaku.
From the teacher’s name card at the office door, Shami learned the chubby man’s name.
Just then, a middle-aged woman dressed in an OL outfit, looking like a teacher, led a female student in Saint Karno School uniform over, pointing at the office where the chubby man was.
"See that? If you keep wasting time and fail to study well this semester, you’ll end up NEET otaku who only stays at home! That’s what’s called a failed life!"
"I-I got it, teacher..."
The female student nodded silently, with a pensive expression.
The middle-aged woman was satisfied and nodded, leading the student away.
"So they’ve brought him here as a negative example! Turns out being a warning sign can be considered a specialty!"
The first day of employment went quite smoothly.
Shami successfully experienced the feeling of becoming a teacher.
However, on the first day of school, students were entirely busy with their own activities, and it was also a time for new students from various academies to get familiar, making the whole school bustling but no one came to this side.
"Ah, suddenly getting bored. Feels like an outsider."
Shami scratched his head in the corridor.
"Specialty teachers like us are usually that way; typically, we have only two tasks: one, accepting invitations from various academies as needed, to give public classes; the other is waiting for students in need to seek us out, to solve their troubles."
"Why are you hiding behind the door to speak!? It feels like being monitored!"
Shami pointed at his office neighbor, who was now hiding behind the door, speaking through a narrow gap—the otaku Ootake.
"The air outside is too fresh; I feel my lungs are not accustomed to breathing in clear daylight air, might mistakenly think it’s a fairyland. Mice generally only come out at night to breathe air in the streets."
Ootake talked to Shami through the gap in the door.
"You must be my neighbor then, a social butterfly, who will bring girls back at night and let the sound resonate to my side?"
"This is an office, not an apartment building." Tʜe sourcᴇ of thɪs content ɪs ɴoᴠel Fɪre.nᴇt
"I see, then want to come in and play some one-handed shooting magical girl games? I have plenty of manga books, enough to keep you indoors for a month."