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Techer, In a horror world

David traveled through time and became a teacher named Yoshikawa in a Japanese school. At first, he thought it was normal. Until he found out that the girl who was bullied by his original body and came to collect rent every month was named Kayako. [No System] [no power up]

DaoistE7LQWr · Horror
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19 Chs

First Class..

e hell are you thinking! Kayako will be jealous! What if she gets jealous and writes about me in her diary, then finds the ghost, makes a wish,and ghost then finds me..."

  In a trance, Yoshikawa seemed to see a dark, twisted, crawling monster rushing towards him;

  "Fuck!"

  Yoshikawa sat up suddenly from the bed, breaking out in a cold sweat.

  "So it was just a dream?"

  He breathed a sigh of relief, I'm still alive? Didn't the ghost look for me last night?"

Yoshikawa realized that nothing happened last night, and what he had guessed did not happen.

  "Last night's bizarre dream should be sideaffect my time travel."

  Yoshizaki felt that the strange dream last night should not be caused by the ghost.

  After all, the ghost was too inconsistent with the content of his dream. If it was really that ghost, according to the normal plot, shouldn't it be warning him to continue isolating Kayako?

Moreover, since he had that strange dream, he could feel that he seemed to...completely integrate into this world? Or to say, he adapted to this body.

  Everything in the dream should be the remaining thoughts of the original body?

  But from now on, he is Yoshikawa.

  He opened the quilt, got up from the bed, and occasionally glanced at the clock next to him. When he saw the position where the pointer pointed, Yoshikawa was suddenly shocked, and the instinct to go to work implanted in his body quickly occupied all his thoughts!

Damn, I'm going to be late!!!

  He quickly put on his coat, tore off his socks, and quickly put them on his ankles. While putting on his shoes, he took his phone, went to the kitchen to rub his face with clean water, drank a mouthful, and wiped it with a towel, then jumped out of the door;

  his right hand subconsciously prepared to close the door with the door handle, and the next moment, he pushed it open again, quickly put the key hanging on the hanger in his hand, quickly unlocked the chain of the bicycle by the door, and kicked his right foot forward quickly.

  Although he is not a professional teacher, he is relatively free in Japanese universities. If there is no meeting, he doesn't even need to go to school.

But -today I have my own class!

Although he doesn't even know what he teaches now and what the related courses are, compared to being late, all of these are slightly later. He doesn't want to be expelled from school for dereliction of duty.

  After all, the times are unclear and it's not easy to make money. Although he has savings, it's the money he saved to find an exorcist and can't be used!

  Although it is confirmed that Kayako's parents are not exorcists, the scene yesterday made Yoshikawa know that there are other evil spirits in this world!

  Therefore, for his own safety, he must at least find a way to hook up with an exorcist - of course, the premise is that there are real exorcists in this world.

With less than five minutes left, he arrived at the school and locked the bicycle with ease;

  "Senior Yoshizakigawa? It's rare. I didn't expect you to come so late?"

  The embarrassed female teacher next to him with black-framed glasses was surprised. You know, this senior Yoshizakigawa is very dedicated and always comes early. He is almost never late, and has never been as embarrassed as he is now.

  "Teacher Saito, I still have classes, I'm leaving first!!"   

  However, he did not have time to say much. The first time he saw the person opposite him, a name naturally came to his mind: Saito Asuka, a new teacher in the Department of Literature, graduated from a prestigious university, and often... late.

r 9 Kawakami Tomie

  Chapter 9 Tomie Kawakami

  "What the hell are you thinking! Kayako will be jealous! What if she gets jealous and writes about me in her diary, then finds Takeo Saeki, makes a wish, gets pregnant, and Takeo Saeki finds out that I'm infertile and kills me, and then finds me..."

  In a trance, Yoshizaki seemed to see a dark, twisted, crawling monster rushing towards him;

  "Fuck!"

  Yoshizaki sat up suddenly from the bed, breaking out in a cold sweat.

  "So it was just a dream?"

  He breathed a sigh of relief, but his peripheral vision suddenly caught sight of the porcelain bowl on the ground, and it remained unchanged.

  "No -" "

  I'm still alive? Didn't the ghost look for me last night?"

  Seeing the bowls filled with water and the salt on the windowsill still placed in their original positions, as well as the mirror hanging motionlessly, Yoshizaki realized that nothing happened last night, and what he had guessed did not happen.

  "Last night's bizarre dream should be the sequelae of my time travel."

  Yoshizaki felt that the strange dream last night should not be caused by the ghost.

  After all, the ghost was too inconsistent with the content of his dream. If it was really that ghost, according to the normal plot, shouldn't it be warning him to continue isolating Kayako?

  Moreover, since he had that strange dream, he could feel that he seemed to...completely integrate into this world? Or to say, he adapted to this body.

  Everything in the dream should be the remaining thoughts of the original body?

  But from now on, he is Yoshizakikawa.

  He opened the quilt, got up from the bed, and occasionally glanced at the clock next to him. When he saw the position where the pointer pointed, Yoshizakikawa was suddenly shocked, and the instinct to go to work implanted in his body quickly occupied all his thoughts!

  Damn, I'm going to be late!!!

  He quickly put on his coat, tore off his socks, and quickly put them on his ankles. While putting on his shoes, he took his phone, went to the kitchen to rub his face with clean water, drank a mouthful, and wiped it with a towel, then jumped out of the door;

  his right hand subconsciously prepared to close the door with the door handle, and the next moment, he pushed it open again, quickly put the key hanging on the hanger in his hand, quickly unlocked the chain of the bicycle by the door, and kicked his right foot forward quickly.

  Although he is not a professional teacher, he is relatively free in Japanese universities. If there is no meeting, he doesn't even need to go to school.

  But -

  today I have my own class!

  Although he doesn't even know what he teaches now and what the related courses are, compared to being late, all of these are slightly later.

  He doesn't want to be expelled from school for dereliction of duty.

  After all, the times are unclear and it's not easy to make money. Although he has savings, it's the money he saved to find an exorcist and can't be moved!

  - Although it is confirmed that Kayako's parents are not exorcists, the scene yesterday made Yoshizakichuan know that there are other evil spirits in this world!

  Therefore, for his own safety, he must at least find a way to hook up with an exorcist - of course, the premise is that there are real exorcists in this world.

  Take a deep breath and ride quickly;

  at this moment, he feels like the unlicensed knight in One Punch Man. Of course, there are no monsters in front of him, but... just the dean!

  Pedaling like crazy...

  finally! With less than five minutes left, he arrived at the school and locked the bicycle with ease;

  "Senior Yoshizakigawa? It's rare. I didn't expect you to come so late?"

  The embarrassed female teacher next to him with black-framed glasses was surprised. You know, this senior Yoshizakigawa is very dedicated and always comes early. He is almost never late, and has never been as embarrassed as he is now.

  "Teacher Saito, I still have classes, I'm leaving first!!"   

  However, he did not have time to say much. The first time he saw the person opposite him, a name naturally came to his mind: Saito Asuka, a new teacher in the Department of Literature, graduated from a prestigious university, and often... late.

  Because although the original body was evil by nature, he was extremely good at disguising himself, so he even had a good reputation among the teachers. Everyone thought he was a conscientious and dedicated teacher.

  "Okay, but if you have time at noon, I would like to treat you to a meal, because I have encountered a rather distressing matter and want to ask for advice..."

  "Okay!"

  When he turned around and ran, he instinctively agreed. This was a reaction that the original body had long been accustomed to. He had already engraved this kind of thing in his bones.

He ran to the teaching building panting, and quickly stepped onto the second floor. At the last moment, he leaned on the door frame and panted. His glasses were a little foggy, Looking at the classroom, he could only see a crowd of people. He said apologetically: "Sorry, classmates, I'm late." "

  Huh~"

  This sentence immediately caused a commotion, because in everyone's impression, Mr. Yoshikawa was a very strict teacher who always came to the classroom very early and never late, so he should and absolutely did not allow students to be late, otherwise he would ruthlessly deduct credits!

  ——Yes, Japan also has dreaded credit system.

  Taking off his glasses and wiping them gently with a tissue, Yoshikawa showed an apologetic look. Although the students were very dissatisfied with him, he was a teacher after all.

Yoshikawa put on his glasses, and the blur in front of his eyes suddenly became clear.

  At a glance, there were about thirty people in the classroom, not many.

He saw Kayako, who was hiding in the corner alone in the last row. After a glance,he had almost figured it out. Those ups and downs of memory made Yoshikawa know what he should teach. He opened the drawer, took out the textbook, and put it in front. He was about to start, but at this moment——

  "Report! Teacher, I'm late~ I'm so sorry~"

  The voice came from the door with a hint of charm and a soft tone like cotton candy. All the students couldn't help but look at the tall and beautiful black-haired figure at the door;