Ultraman? No, it's Adamantium!

The teacher on the stage: (?-?)

If it had been anyone else, he might have sensed that something was off, but with this guy, forget it.

Never mind pretending to play baseball during an exam—even if this guy suddenly pulled a bat out from who knew where and smashed the desk to pieces, it would still feel perfectly normal.

"Okay, okay, let's keep our movements smaller."

Seeing that their relaxation plan had worked perfectly and that no one had noticed them, the two decided to continue what they had just been doing.

This time, though, their movements were smaller than before. Before continuing, they had even made a point of confirming that the teacher at the front was not looking in their direction.

But although they had considered everything this time, they still ran into an unexpected situation.

Just as they turned their heads, Dan Heng suddenly stood up. Before they could react, he had already walked to the podium and handed in his paper.

Leaving Stelle and Cion standing there in stunned silence.

[March 7th: Nicely done, Teacher Dan Heng!]

[Stelle: Damn it, I never thought Teacher Dan Heng would betray us at a time like this!]

[Cion: Is this a backstab from a companion? Ah, my heart hurts. It hurts so much.](????ε???)

[Aha: If that's the case, why not just replace your heart?]

[Aha: Haha, here's one. I don't know where it drifted in from, but it seems to be made from some kind of Adamantium alloy. This heart is sturdy, durable, and tough—guaranteed to keep your heart steady without the slightest sensation of pain.]

[Cion: Let me guess, this heart of yours can't beat at all, can it?](*σ′?`)σ

[Aha: Hey, buddy, what do you mean by that? Are you saying Aha would sell you a heart that