Violent Beauty Teacher

The next day, early in the morning, Fujino got up, washed his face, and combed his hair to look presentable, intending to welcome his hundred thousand... no, his school life.

But just as he was about to change into his school uniform and leave, he was dumbfounded.

Where was his school uniform?

It seemed he'd sold it for a few thousand Yen to a junior student as a spare.

Damn it!

Helpless, he had no choice but to put on his usual suit vest in the silence, habitually say "I'm leaving" to the air, and then drive his inherited Ford Taurus to school.

"Ah! I'm late!"

After parking his car in the parking lot, just as Fujino was about to step through the school gate, a hurried female voice called out from behind him.

He turned, looked back, and boom!

By the time Fujino came to his senses, he had already collided head-on with a girl with shoulder-length brown hair.

"What the heck."

Fujino rubbed his tailbone, complaining in pain.

Looking up, the girl from before had already gotten up and was bowing as she apologized to him: "I'm sorry, Teacher Hiratsuka!"

"Huh?"

Fujino blinked in surprise, finding the girl in front of him somewhat familiar... Sonoko Suzuki?

"Eh? Eh, eh, eh!"

Sonoko Suzuki looked up, turning her head left and right to examine him for a long time. After being confused for a while, she loudly declared to Fujino, "You're not Teacher Hiratsuka!"

"As if!"

Fujino retorted, adding with a mischievous smirk, "But you can call me Mr. Fujino!"

"Oh, oh, oh, oh!"

Sonoko Suzuki nodded like a pecking chick.

However, as she scrutinized Fujino's features, she found him rather handsome and felt her heart flutter. She then asked, "Mr. Fujino, are you a new teacher?! How old are you? Where do you live? Do you have a girlfriend?"

Well, Fujino looked older than his eighteen years due to exhaustion. His appearance probably made him look over twenty.

"What are you two doing here?"

Just then, a mature, womanly voice called out from within the school gate.

Fujino turned his head and saw a woman wearing a suit vest and a red tie walking towards them.

As she walked, she asked Sonoko Suzuki, "Suzuki-classmate, you're not late again, are you?"

The teacher named Hiratsuka interrupted Sonoko Suzuki's fangirling gossip.

Sonoko could only glance back and leave dejectedly.

After Sonoko left, Hiratsuka Shizuka turned to examine this young man who looked like a colleague.

A black suit vest, a red tie, wearing glasses, and a somewhat weary expression. Good heavens, if she hadn't said anything, she would have thought he was a newly transferred colleague!

And they were wearing the same outfit!

Secretly thinking the kid had good taste, she then said, "So, you must be Fujino-kun, who only comes here once every six months, right?"

Fujino nodded, unsure of what to say.

She asked with confusion, "Where's your school uniform?"

Fujino replied calmly, "I was going to say I lost it, but I prefer to tell the truth. In reality, I sold it."

"Huh?"

Hiratsuka was stunned. Her brow twitched, and she suppressed the anger rising within her, clenching her fists with a dark expression. "I didn't expect you to be so honest. I thought you just didn't want to come to school, but I didn't expect you to even sell your uniform... Come with me to the faculty room! Fujino, student!"

"Yes!"

Then, Fujino was dragged to the faculty room by the beautiful but fierce teacher.

Inside the faculty room.

"So, this is your reason for not coming to school? Running off to be a detective or something. At your age, you should be focusing on your studies."

Teacher Hiratsuka had a cigarette dangling from her lips and was about to light it when she started looking around for a lighter...

Then, with a click, Fujino handed her a light.

Hiratsuka was momentarily stunned. After lighting her cigarette, she asked in surprise, "How do you have a lighter?"

Fujino: "..."

Seeing that Fujino remained silent, Hiratsuka Shizuka lightly touched her forehead, took a deep puff, and instinctively lectured, "I really don't know what you're thinking, skipping classes every day and fooling around outside. Don't you feel like you're letting down the parents who are supporting your education?"

Fujino's cheek twitched... Good grief, doesn't she do any background checks before lecturing people?

He let out a long sigh and then calmly said, "Actually, I'm an orphan."

Hiratsuka Shizuka: "..."

Her pupils widened slightly, and the cigarette butt in her hand slipped, falling onto the tabletop and splashing a few sparks… It was only after a moment that she frantically picked it up.

"Sorry..."

After extinguishing the cigarette butt, she let out a soft, apologetic sound.

"It's okay, I'm already used to it!"

Fujino said with a smile.

In the end, she could only pat Fujino's shoulder with a guilty heart: "If you have any difficulties, just come to me."

And so, Fujino finally managed to deal with the strange Japanese language teacher.

After Fujino left, Hiratsuka Shizuka found Ran and asked about Fujino.

"Teacher Hiratsuka, are you talking about Fujino-senpai?"

Ran pondered for a moment before slowly saying, "Fujino-senpai not coming to school is probably because his parents passed away a year ago... His grades used to be very good, but after that incident, because he missed classes and had to repeat a year, he rarely comes to school anymore."

"Yesterday, when I went to senpai's house, he seemed to be troubled by a case request."

"So that's how it is..."

It seemed she already understood what was going on.

If this kid was an orphan, then everything would be easy to explain.

He doesn't come to school usually because he's working to earn a living... With his thin frame, he must be living a very difficult life... Maybe he even gets bullied by delinquents outside of school...

Thinking of this, she felt deeply guilty about her earlier casual remarks.

For some reason, she felt like she had become an unforgivable villain.

After Ran left, she held back the tears welling up in her eyes and, in the manner of a passionate teacher, shouted loudly, "I absolutely will not allow you to be expelled!"

In the classroom, Fujino sat by the window, listening to the middle-aged teacher babbling on the podium. He couldn't help but sneeze.

"I feel like someone's cursing me?"

Fujino muttered to himself. Before he could recover, a voice sounded in his ear: "Ding! Detected that the host has completed the mission, system rewards have been issued!"

As soon as the words fell, Fujino understood that he had finally escaped the fate of being expelled.

It seemed like that woman named Hiratsuka was behind it.

Nodding, he sighed with emotion.

Although that woman smokes and likes to pick at others' scars, she's still a good woman.

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Immediately, he opened the Profession System that he had just bound.

A lonely light screen floated before him, displaying the basic attributes of his profession.

[Name: Fujino

Current Profession:

Main Profession Detective: Beginner (100 reputation points remaining until next promotion)

Sub-profession:

None

Profession Skills:

Full-time Detective (Solve cases, complete requests to earn bounty reputation)

Detective Time (Beginner: Within 60 seconds during deduction, no one can interrupt your reasoning)

Current Remaining Money: 1,053,100 Yen (Can be exchanged for ten Profession Balls)]

From the description, this seemed like a very simple system.

Using money could obtain Profession Balls, which contained various professions and some strange items.

After binding a profession, one could gain exclusive profession skills. By completing related tasks and missions, one could earn reputation. Reaching a certain level of reputation would grant profession points, which could be used to strengthen profession skills.

As for Profession Balls, they also had quality levels: white, cyan, blue, purple, and gold. To get a profession, one needed at least a purple-quality Profession Ball.

Currently, one Profession Ball costs 100,000 Yen. Within 100 Profession Balls, there was a guaranteed drop of a purple or higher reward.

In short, this system required spending money, and a lot of it!

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