There was a heavy sound as the train crossed the track, and along with the drum-like sound, the train, which did not contain many people, began to shake slightly.
Fisher's eyes widened slightly, and he looked outside through the transparent window behind his seat, curiously looking at the buildings outside the track, those unfamiliar high-rise buildings, and wooden buildings with a completely different style from Nari.
, all reminding Fisher that this is the world of people who have transferred.
A world with only humans.
"What is Mr. Fisher looking at?"
The soft, marshmallow-like voice next to him drew Fisher's attention back, forcing him to turn his head and saw Jasmine sitting next to him, looking up at him with a slight smile.
"Are you still a little uncomfortable with it?"
"Ah, a little bit"
More than just a little bit, it's simply unheard of.
But is this the world where the transferred person lives?
According to Mikhail, Asuka Karasawa was different from the time he lived in. There was a huge difference. Even in Mikhail's eyes, the era where Asuka Karasawa lived was somewhat ancient.
Scheer, a person from another world, still seems to be very advanced.
No wonder Mikhail could bring something like the Cardinal.
"That's okay, Teacher Fisher. If there's anything you're not used to, just tell me and I'll try my best to help Teacher Fisher get used to it."
"good."
"hey-hey"
Just now at the dinner table, Fisher didn't have the heart to open his mouth and break the hard-won warmth in her body. Although he found a reason in his heart that "the pollution is very strange, so be careful", he couldn't continue like this.
Fisher thought about it, his thoughts were spinning, and he recalled the state of Gelsemium and Scrophulariaceae just now.
Scrophulariaceae stayed by Jasmine's side. Jasmine probably couldn't escape Scrophulariaceae when she came into contact with the pollution, and Gelsemium was swallowed up by pollution together with David. What Fisher was confused about at this moment was that the Scrophulariaceae he saw just now was
Is the participation in Gelsemium the real person who has been affected by pollution, or is it just a dream image constructed by pollution?
Fisher is more inclined to the former, because as a latecomer, he has been assigned the status of a "foreign teacher", although for some reason he has not fully integrated into this world like Scrophulariaceae and Gelsemium.
If that's the case, Renee is most likely to be assigned an identity just like herself.
Thinking of this, Fisher pretended to rub his eyebrows casually and spoke to Jasmine,
"By the way, Jasmine"
"What's the matter, Mr. Fisher?"
Jasmine turned her head in confusion, and Fisher also looked at her and asked,
"Do you know Renee?"
"Renee seems to have some impression. Maybe she is a classmate in Class C. I'm not sure."
"classmate?"
Fisher blinked, and he suddenly understood after hearing this sentence.
It seems that just as I guessed, Jasmine's dream has assigned an identity to everyone who enters it.
"Well, Class C is an international class. Renee seems to have transferred from a foreign country. I don't communicate with them often, so I don't know very well. Compared to this"
Jasmine pursed her lips, and her originally bright expression suddenly became a little hesitant. She hesitated for a long time before turning her head slightly and asked Fisher in a low voice,
"Why did Teacher Fisher suddenly ask about the female student in Class C? She was a student in another class taught by Teacher Fisher."
""
Just as Fisher was about to speak, he suddenly felt a shadow cast over his face. He looked out the window for a moment, and suddenly saw that the originally clear sky had gathered layers of dark clouds at some point, and a pair of dark clouds appeared.
A sign that it's going to rain.
It is going to rain.
Fisher slowly withdrew his gaze and saw that Jasmine in front of him was not moved by the scene outside the window at all, but just stared at him, insisting on searching for the answer.
The alarm motor in Fisher's heart was about to reach its limit. He had no doubt that the changes in the sky outside the window were related to the girl in front of him, but he remained extremely calm on his face, as if he was just talking about something insignificant.
Little things like that,
"I just suddenly remembered some unpleasant things in the previous class, so I wanted to ask you about the corresponding situation. After all, I am not familiar with this place yet."
"Really?"
Jasmine tilted her head, but the doubts in her eyes were not eliminated.
"Did she do anything bad in Mrs. Fisher's class?"
Fisher opened his mouth. Originally he just wanted to make up something to get through, but as soon as he thought about it, all the bad things Renee had done before came to his mind. There was no need to make up anything.
"Being naughty, delaying my work, doing all kinds of pranks, and even stealing food"
"Stealing food?"
"Stealing other students' things."
"Ah, this is too abominable"
Sorry, Ms. Renee suffered from bad reviews.
Jasmine covered her mouth with a look of disbelief, but the vigilance on her face did not fade at all.
But why isn't it completely eliminated?
Fisher glanced out the window at the sky where the rain was about to fall. The dark clouds showed no sign of dispersing. Could it be because he had guessed wrong and the weather in the sky had nothing to do with Jasmine?
But what Fisher didn't know was that her experiences during both the Asuka Karasawa and Jasmine periods told her a stereotype about Fisher.
Women are not bad, Fisher does not love them.
So when Fisher mentioned how the female student named Renee was being naughty, she was not relieved at all.
What if?
What if such bad and bad girls are more popular with Teacher Fisher?
Ah, she has seen it in comics.
The story of a gentle and kind-hearted Qingmei being completely defeated by a bad woman with a bad personality, strong and evil character!
Although she is not a childhood sweetheart, who can’t guarantee that Renee is not a bad person who wants to steal love?
"Ding dong"
"Sakyo, we've arrived at the station."
At this moment, the vehicle finally stopped, and Jasmine glanced at the platform, quickly stood up with her schoolbag on her back, and said to Fisher,
"Mr. Fisher, we're here, let's go quickly. The weather outside is not very good. Let's go to school quickly, otherwise we will become a drowned rat."
Fisher glanced at the clouds that still lingered, nodded and stood up.
"good."
"This is my office?"
The faculty office here was different from the separate office that Fisher had previously owned at the University of Saint-Negli. The teachers all sat together, but when Fisher arrived, there was no one in it.
Those who have morning classes have already gone to the corresponding class, while those who don't have morning classes have not come yet.
Jasmine had already gone to the classroom of Class B, and Fisher didn't see any familiar faces along the way from the station to the school. He could only follow Jasmine's guidance to the office, and he happened to have one more class to attend.
is the course of Class C where Renee is.
Okay, in that case, let's meet up with Renee first.
Fisher made up his mind and was about to leave the office when he suddenly remembered something and walked back to his desk.
What did you teach yourself?
Fisher lowered his head and picked up the lesson plan he had placed on the table. The words on it that Fisher already recognized read,
"English"
Fisher blinked, and then opened the textbook. Sure enough, it was all filled with bird songs that Fisher didn't understand at all, and it looked exactly like the text written by Caleb Utz in the supplementary manual.
Is this the native language of Caleb Uzi from the Kingdom of Great Britain?
But why does Asuka Karasawa's country want to learn the languages of other countries?
The school in Nali did not teach the relevant content of languages from other countries. At that time, Fisher learned Swali all by himself.
And the most terrifying thing is that this time the dream no longer provides convenience to our great teacher Fisher.
He stared at the text titled "English" in the textbook for a long time, but it never began to twist like Japanese. He was familiar with it. He just didn't know how to understand it. He couldn't understand it just because he couldn't understand it.
It would be fine if he was outside, but the problem is that his identity in this dream is the teacher teaching this course!
If he doesn't know how to do it himself, how can he teach others?
Relying on deception?
Professor Fisher, who had so much teaching experience, also felt great pressure at this moment, and the whole teaching building began to ring bells, symbolizing the beginning of morning classes.
Fisher sighed helplessly, picked up all the English textbooks that could be seen on the table, then walked out of the office, identified the serial numbers of the classrooms in the corridor, and found the corresponding class.
Class C
Yes, Renee is in this class.
Fisher took a deep breath and pushed open the classroom door. There were about twenty or thirty students sitting inside. The moment he opened the door, all the blond and blue-eyed students inside looked towards the door.
Inside, the first familiar face Fisher saw was not Renee.
"David?"
"Ah? I'm here, Teacher Fisher!"
Just as Fisher spoke in confusion, the handsome red-haired boy who had his head lowered stood up in confusion, pointing at himself and looking at Fisher.
bad
David's expression of complete harmony with the students around him made Fisher suddenly feel an unknown premonition in his heart.
He opened his mouth and then whispered,
"Sorry, there's nothing to do. Please sit down."
"Ah? Oh okay."
David sat down confused and touched the back of his head.
Fisher also stood on the podium, scanning the entire classroom with a hawk-like gaze. Then, his eyes suddenly locked on a person sitting in the last row.
His throat moved slightly, and then he suddenly spoke with some uncertainty,
"Renee?"
"Bo!"
As Fisher spoke, the sound of popping pink chewing gum was heard, and the sister-like woman with black hair and wearing a school uniform sitting in the back row looked away from the flip phone in her hand.
She chewed the gum in her mouth, raised her eyes, and asked indifferently, wondering,
"Huh? What's wrong?"
Just after she finished speaking, she blew bubbles in her mouth again as if to challenge her.
""
Ah no, I just slandered you (bushi) at Jasmine. How did you really become such a bad student?
Fisher opened his mouth slightly, then covered his face more helplessly, not knowing what to say.
This time it was bad, Renee also fell into the trap.
No, it would be better to say that it seems that everyone except himself has been tricked.
It's like everything has become the most real part of this dream
Fisher's eyes moved slightly. Before entering this pollution, he focused most of his attention on Heller, who was planning the layout. But now it seems that the dream created by this pollution should not be underestimated.
ah.
Although it has done no harm to Fisher so far, even a true god-level existence like Renee has been affected by it. Now she looks like a bad girl. I really don’t know what to say to Fisher.
""
Fisher weakly waved his hand to Renee, who looked much younger in temperament now. While indicating that it was okay, he sat on the chair behind the podium regardless of some students whispering below, and spoke with
The English textbook he just took covered his face, making his expression at the moment unclear.
Just when a few studious students below were taking out the textbooks from the desk boxes, Fisher's voice came again,
"Study by yourself for this class first, keep quiet, and you can make your own arrangements."
"Why?"
Fisher waved his hand, causing the students below to look at each other with some doubts, but they didn't have many doubts and just went about their own business.
But what Fisher didn't notice was that after he covered his face with the textbook, Renee, who was originally vomiting bubbles and looking disdainful, suddenly fell on the table covering her heart.
If you look carefully, you can see that her face facing the window sill has turned red at some point.
"Thump thump thump thump"
My heart is beating so fast
Of course our classmate Renee, who has completely integrated into the dream, is not remembering what happened before and pretending not to know, just to tease Fisher.
But she did like Fisher just as she did outside of the dream, but in the dream here and now, her liking was just an extremely timid secret love.
Sorry, Mr. Fisher, I didn't mean to
Did the expression of disgust and indifference you made earlier make you angry, so did you attend self-study in this class?
Renee covered her red face, as confused as a shy deer.
But, Teacher Fisher seems to have a good relationship with Jasmine, the classmate next door.
If the love rival is that Jasmine, there is absolutely no chance of winning.
When she thought of this, Renee's originally blushing face became ashen, as if she felt ashamed in front of such a powerful enemy as Jasmine, unable to raise her fighting spirit at all, and could only bow her head and admit defeat, which was so pitiful.
Fortunately, this loser mentality was only blooming in Renee's heart at this moment. If Fisher on the podium heard it, his eyes would really pop out of his eye sockets.
But at the same time, just when Fisher was isolated on the stage and needed to think about progress, the door of the classroom next door opened at the same time, and the students inside looked eagerly at the door slowly opening.
A beautiful blonde woman wearing a black and white teacher's suit slowly walked in.
The woman carried several textbooks that were also "English" and walked lightly. Under her golden curly hair, her cream-white skin, a pair of blue-gold curved eyes adorned a honey-like smile.
That teacher, like Fisher, had a three-dimensional face from a foreign country, and seemed to be Teacher Fisher's colleague at this moment.
The teacher smiled and closed the door behind him, which had a good sound insulation effect.
At the same time, she slowly walked up to the podium and said apologetically to the students below,
"Sorry, I'm late, classmates."
"it does not matter"
"Oh, thank you so much"
The blond woman placed the textbook on the podium, and her blue-gold eyes narrowed slightly because of her smile.
However, those eyes were clearly not looking at the students below, but at the wall at the end of the classroom, as if they wanted to see through the wall the next door to this classroom or the next door to the next door.
"In this case, let's start class now without further delay."