My teacher straight up comes from an Otome anime!

What would happen if your teacher walked straight out of the otome anime you'd been watching and showed up in your classroom?

Shock? Disbelief? Maybe confusion?

Nah, none of that. And why should I care? This is an anime world—crazy stuff like this feels normal at this point.

Instead of wasting time with useless emotions, I just appreciated the view.

Her beauty, her glamour, her milfy aura, and that absolutely stunning body—all of it was perfect for a virgin like me.

Yeah, I admit it, I still hadn't taken the final step with Kaguya yet, so I'm a certified virgin.

She had platinum blonde hair, dazzling blue eyes, and an elegant dress that hugged her figure just right.

She carried herself with a grace that commanded attention, and I couldn't take my eyes off her as she made her presence known in the classroom.

But something felt off. Why were most of my classmates girls? And why weren't the boys reacting? It didn't make any sense.

A literal goddess-tier milf had just entered the room, and these guys couldn't even pretend to care?

I mean, come on! Back in my original world, half the guys I knew would've been simping over her like crazy.

Yeah, this was her—Mylene Rapha Holfort, the queen. Not just any queen, though. She had that perfect blend of mature elegance and a soft, maiden-like heart underneath.

For those of you who don't know her or can't place her, she's the mother of that retard crown prince.

And unfortunately, there aren't many Mobuseka fanfics that make her a love interest. Yeah, pretty much none.

But me? I've written her as one in my own Mobuseka fanfic, though I haven't posted it on Webnovel yet.

Why?

Because the MC is Gilgamesh.

And you already know what kind of shit goes down when Gilgamesh ends up in a feminist world.

Let's just say, the readers would either be dying of laughter or cursing me at their screens after witnessing that dumpster fire of a story.

(Should I post this Gilgamesh in a Mobuseka fic? I mean, it is really offensive, especially considering how misogynistic and misanthropic Gilgamesh is when he finds himself in this kind of world.)

"Hello, class! From this day forward, I will be your homeroom teacher. It's a pleasure to meet all of you." The teacher greeted us warmly as she turned to write her name on the whiteboard in front of the class.

Her name, written in neat and elegant handwriting, was Mylene Rapha Holfort.

As she swept her gaze over the class, I couldn't help but notice that her eyes seemed to linger on me a little longer than they did on the others.

It made me wonder if maybe my face was just too handsome or something—why else would she look at me like that?

"Hayasaka-kun... Is that your name, correct?" she asked softly, her tone gentle but attentive.

"I am, teacher," I replied confidently, without any hesitation, and she nodded thoughtfully as if considering something before speaking again.

"If anyone bothers you or if you face any kind of harassment, you can come directly to me and report it," she said, her voice soft yet firm.

"Well then, everyone, let's begin the class, shall we?"

With a clap of her hands, she transitioned smoothly into explaining the subject matter, beginning her lecture.

I found myself puzzled by her mention of harassment. I wasn't sure what exactly she was referring to, but I decided to push those thoughts aside for now.

After all, what mattered at the moment was the class itself, and I was curious. She might even talk about the dungeon Kaguya had hinted at before, which had piqued my interest.

"All of you may already be familiar with the Tower of Paradise, but allow me to introduce the basics once again. The Tower of Paradise offers us the opportunity to visit and undertake dangerous quests in different worlds assigned by the tower in exchange for rewards. Those who take on these challenges are referred to as hunters or awakeners. Only individuals aged 17 and above are eligible to enter the tower, which is why all of you present in this class have already qualified and been accepted to face the tower's trials."

"We are divided into two groups: the regular class and the elite class. Yes, it may sound unfair, but we belong to the regular class, which only accepts non-awakeners, while the elite class is exclusively for awakeners. The elite class provides better teachers, superior resources, and a more advantageous starting point."

"To be eligible to enter the elite class, you must become an awakener. You don't need to pass a trial; simply receiving the gift from the tower or possessing a crystal stone known as an awakener stone, which grants extraordinary powers, is enough to make you eligible to become an awakener or hunter."

"I understand that many of you want to climb the tower to change your destiny and become awakeners or hunters, and as your teacher, I won't stop you."

"However, for non-awakeners, I advise you to only complete the basic quests and avoid taking unnecessary risks. Even on the trial floors, it's not child's play. My advice is to focus on surviving and not to bite off more than you can chew."

"For now, the first trial floors will introduce you to less dangerous worlds. The first world is not dangerous—in fact, it is even safer than our own."

"Once you make it through the trial floor, you will be allowed to use resources from your family, friends, or even external sources. However, there are limitations depending on the tower's rules for each world. For example, if you enter a world without mana or ether, even if you possess magic, you won't be able to cast spells or use magic there."

"So, focus on surviving the trial floors first and foremost. Avoid unnecessary risks until then. Once you've survived, you can take on more challenges and grow stronger. As your teacher, I won't stand in your way if you choose to pursue greater power."

"Now, let's discuss the regular class versus the elite class. From this point forward, the teachers will be responsible for guiding the regular class."

"However, if any of you receive a gift from the dungeon or manage to survive through the trial floors, you will be eligible to transfer into the elite class."

"There, you'll have access to more resources, better instructors, and talents far beyond what I, myself, can offer." She sighed.

"Now, are there any questions, class?"

Some people began raising their hands, and the teacher soon directed her gaze toward the blonde-haired queen bee of the class: Yumiko Miura.

For someone familiar with the Oregairu anime, I noticed the girl.

Unfortunately, she was wasted on Hayato Hayama, becoming his licking dog in that show.

The guy didn't even care about her—he just used her as a shield whenever it suited him.

Yeah, Hayato Hayama was that riajuu guy, the typical popular dude in class, and even outside of it.

Everyone wanted to be around him.

Whether it was Hayato or Yumiko Miura, the two top dogs of the class, most guys and girls naturally flocked to them, catering to their every need just to be part of their circle.

These two completely owned the social structure, leaving someone like Hachiman to sit in the shades, brooding over his so-called unlucky life.

Honestly, though, compared to Yukino, I prefer Yumiko.

Not just because she has a better figure—although, yeah, she does—but also because I like the type who acts like a licking dog. Or in plain English, a bootlicker.

Having a girl like her makes life easier. Less drama, more peace.

You don't have to play guessing games about what she's thinking, and you never have to worry about her snapping at you because you messed up.

She'd always be there for you, taking care of your needs without asking for much in return.

All she'd want is to see you smile and show her a little affection.

And honestly, who wouldn't want a girl like that?

"What is it, Miura-san?" the teacher asked.

"I have a question, teacher. Are you a native of this world, or are you from the Tower? And if you are from the Tower, which floor do you come from, teacher?" Yumiko Miura inquired, her tone filled with curiosity.

"Good question. I am not a native of this world. I come from the Trial Floor of Tower Paradise. When fate allows, you may visit my world, and I will do my utmost to make you survive and complete the mission assigned by the Tower. Is there any more questions, Miura-san?"

"No, thank you for the answer, teacher." Yumiko sat back in her chair, content, and asked no further questions.

"Are there any more questions, class?" the teacher asked once again, her voice calm yet encouraging as she scanned the room.

"Me, teacher, me!" The petite girl with long, butt-length light purple hair, tied into neat twintails with two delicate light pink flower hairclips, raised her hand high.

Her bangs, cut square, framed her face, and her large purple eyes sparkled with enthusiasm.

Despite her energetic appearance, her short stature made me question whether she was truly a high school student or perhaps still in junior high.

I mean, seriously, how could someone look so loli and still be in high school? It was almost baffling. Oh, wait—I think I remember who she is now.

That's right, she's Aoba Suzukaze from the New Game! anime.

I definitely watched that show before.

It was a fun series about a girl who loved video games and ended up joining a game development company.

Her talents as a scriptwriter and developer were undeniable, so what was she doing here, in a high school classroom?

Shouldn't she be off somewhere making video games, not sitting in class like a typical student?

As I mused over this strange thought, the teacher began to address her.

"Yes, Suzukaze-san? Do you have something you'd like to ask?"

"Will the first trial floor be difficult? And is there a game world in the trial as well?" Aoba Suzukaze asked eagerly, her purple eyes shining with anticipation.

"No, it shouldn't be difficult. The first trial floor is mostly about daily life with a few hidden dangers. As for the game world, if I remember correctly, there is indeed one," the teacher answered, her tone both reassuring and matter-of-fact.

"Thank you, teacher!" Aoba said, her face lighting up with joy as she sat back down, clearly pleased with the answer she'd received.

Around me, more students began raising their hands, eager to ask their own questions.

Meanwhile, I found myself idly counting the seconds ticking by on the clock mounted on the wall.

My mind drifted, already bored, as I waited for the class to end.

Listening to everyone's questions just wasn't on my list of priorities today.

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Note: Yeah, I'm terrible at explaining things. If any of you are confused, feel free to ask questions in the chapter comments.

We'll get back to the fluffy scenes with Kaguya soon, and there's also an incest scene with Ai Hayasaka coming up.

Don't forget to send power stones!