The next day...
With the rising morning sun, Heisenberg was awakened by the alarm ringing beside his ear.
Ring, ring, ring!!!
The harsh noise buzzed incessantly, making him frown in discomfort.
As he switched off the alarm, Heisenberg checked the time.
Eight twenty...
Ah, it had been a long time since I last got up early.
Heisenberg climbed out of bed, took off his clothes, walked into the bathroom, and gave himself a quick rinse.
A moment later, after brushing his teeth and finishing the whole routine, he picked up his lesson plans and quietly headed toward Xavier's Institute's lecture hall.
Today was the day he officially became a history and theology teacher at Xavier's Institute.
On his way to the lecture hall, Heisenberg happened to spot another young man.
"Hello, Mr. Heisenberg. It seems you've already stepped into your role.
I hope you'll like the lesson plans I prepared for you."
"Of course, Hank. Your lesson plans are excellent.
In fact, I even think we don't need another history teacher.
You could handle all of that yourself!"
Heisenberg exchanged a few pleasantries as he shook hands with Beast Hank.
They had met the previous night. After all, aside from Professor X, the only mutant teacher at the school worth mentioning was Beast Hank.
And the lesson plans Heisenberg was carrying had also been prepared in advance by Beast.
Previously, due to its shortage of teachers, most of Xavier's Institute's teaching duties had fallen on Professor X and Beast.
The two held several positions at once. Though they could endure it, they simply could not divide themselves.
So the moment Heisenberg arrived, the two of them immediately threw the burden of the humanities at him.
Even now, after merely exchanging a greeting with Heisenberg, Hank hurriedly took a step