Teacher, I Am Actually a Villain Magical Girl

Teacher, I Am Actually a Villain Magical Girl

Author: Apple That Fell to Its Death

Introduction:

Haihara's high school teaching performance was not ideal.

As a young female high school teacher, the class she was in charge of had an extremely high rate of truancy, tardiness, and early departures. On the surface, the students were well-behaved and obedient, but behind the scenes, they were saving the world as Magical Girls.

To lower the truancy rate of her class and drive the distracted Magical Girls back to school, Teacher Haihara decided to debut as a villainous Magical Girl.

However, in the process, it seemed that a few problems arose—

The beautiful and alluring high school principal made eyes at her.

The Queen of the Magical Girls viewed her as an untainted white moonlight.

The female executive of a Villain Organization secretly wanted to possess her.

"Teacher Haihara, you wouldn't want the students to find out that you are a villain, would you?"

In the end, even her students began to show their "filial piety."

Succubus teacher path, officially serializing!

Volume One: The Background Character Teacher

Chapter One: The Background Character Teacher

Haihara's high school teaching performance was not ideal.

As a Japanese literature instructor at Kaedehara High School, her academic background was nothing to write home about, and her teaching resume was unremarkable. Although she was considered young among high school teachers, she always gave off an inconspicuous impression.

Her personality was also quite dull, and coupled with the fact that she taught a subject like "Japanese literature," she was not well-liked by the students.

Gloomy and boring, wearing thick round glasses, she always maintained a lazy and indifferent appearance. She had no passion for teaching and basically did not care about her students.

She was a teacher who was mediocre in every aspect.

It was said that she was nearly thirty years old this year and was still single since birth.

"Alright, that is all for today's lesson. You may study on your own now and start on your homework."

On the podium stood a slightly gloomy-looking woman in glasses. Even in her professional attire, she could not hide her overly thin and slender figure, and she carried an air of melancholy and laziness.

Although she was a teacher, she gave off the feeling of a decadent adult who had failed at life.

She tossed the chalk back onto the desk while speaking in a listless voice.

This year, Haihara became the homeroom teacher for Class Four of the first year.

This had caused her reputation to plummet even further.

Because the truancy rate in Class Four had reached an abysmal level.

But Haihara did not feel that this was a problem with her teaching level or management ability.

—It was because of a group of terrible Problem Children.

Haihara had only just sat down to rest when a raspy girl's voice disturbed her thoughts—

"Teacher, I have a stomachache."

Upon hearing the girl's voice, Haihara's gaze turned icy.

The speaker was a girl with a fair, cold face and a slender, delicate frame. She had short, jet-black hair and wore the standard black-and-white sailor uniform of a Japanese high school girl.

"May I go to the restroom?" she asked, looking somewhat embarrassed.

The girl's tone was polite and calm, the very picture of a model student.

"Is it you again?"

Teacher Haihara did not immediately agree, only asking in her usual indifferent tone—

"Kirishima, is your stomach not well? How many times have you said you had a stomachache now?"

Teacher Haihara continued to inquire in that listless tone.

Kirishima's face flushed slightly, but there was an indescribable anxiety in the depths of her eyes.

"Yes... Teacher."

That was right; there was a group of Problem Children in Haihara's class.

And they were all girls.

Even though they looked very well-behaved, did not wear makeup, did not dye their hair, usually did their homework properly, and had decent grades, they were always skipping class for no reason.

It was as if they had conspired together; every few days, one of them would suddenly get a stomachache and ask for leave, only to be missing for most of the period.

If asked what they were actually doing, they would even cover for each other.

Kirishima Ai was the worst of those girls.

Although she was known as a silent, untouchable flower and a perfect superhuman who excelled in both academics and sports, to Teacher Haihara, Kirishima Ai was nothing but an out-and-out Problem Child.

"Go ahead."

Teacher Haihara seemed to have given up.

"Thank you, teacher."

Kirishima Ai bowed and hurried out, while the other students in the classroom remained unmoved, clearly accustomed to such scenes.

From here on out, Haihara likely wouldn't see a trace of that child until the end of the period.

She sat down and returned to her state of apathy.

The students continued with their assignments, while Haihara had nothing to do.

However, after she opened her phone, a breaking news alert suddenly popped up—

"Emergency notice: a monster has appeared in the Star Song Street area of Maple Plain City. Citizens, please stay safe!"

Yes, monsters existed in this world.

They were born from the ugly emotions of humanity, feeding on fear and despair.

Thus, they were the destroyers of urban peace and the enemies of mankind.

They were often impervious to blades and bullets, possessing all sorts of strange and terrifying abilities, leaving even the police helpless against them.

Fortunately, monsters also had their natural predators.

—Magical Girls.

"Damn you, Magical Girl!"

The once-bustling Star Song Street had turned into a ruin, the ground covered in twisted, thorny vines and murky black oil.

A creature with an extremely bizarre appearance lay on the ground.

Its body was covered in sharp thorns, resembling a sculpture forged from brambles; it was tall, yet its waist and limbs were unnaturally thin, radiating an alien sense of wrongness.

Its head wore a pale, human-like mask, hollow and indifferent, though after a fierce battle, a long crack had appeared, extending from the eye down to the chin.

"Thorn Monster, this ends here. I, Magical Girl Silver Feather, will put an end to your evil deeds."

Before the monster, a dazzling figure slowly approached.

It was a young girl, appearing like an angel descended to earth, or perhaps the most magnificent of stars.

She wore a gorgeous dress with a silver-white base, accented by a variety of brilliant colors, the intricate light gauze reaching just to her thighs, outlining the girl's charm alongside her short skirt.

Her hair was even more dreamlike, a vivid silver-cyan.

This girl was the guardian of the city, Magical Girl Silver Feather.

In just over ten minutes, this Magical Girl had struck down the Thorn Monster that had been destroying the city.

"Don't get too cocky, Magical Girl!"

When the Thorn Monster spoke, that pale mask did not move at all, appearing exceptionally eerie.

"Then next time, have the executives of your 'Black Death Cult' come find me."

Magical Girl Silver Feather raised her hand, and the magic wand in her grip bloomed with brilliant radiance.

Time was running out, and the Magical Girl decided to end it quickly, unleashing her ultimate move.

This was her final strike.

"—Hmph, next time, I won't let you win so easily!"

The Thorn Monster spat out a harsh threat.

The next moment, its entire body was swallowed by the dazzling light, its form rapidly disintegrating.

Slowly, the light dissipated, and the Thorn Monster's body vanished, leaving only the Magical Girl standing in place, looking down at the spot where the monster had just been.

"Strange, there's no crystal left behind..."

The Magical Girl wore a puzzled expression.

Every monster, upon being defeated, would leave behind a crystalline substance containing the energy gathered from the human emotions it had absorbed.

After a Magical Girl defeated a monster, the negative emotions within the crystal would be purified, leaving only pure, positive energy.

The purified crystal would become new power for the Magical Girl, making her stronger.

In the past, every enemy Magical Girl Silver Feather had defeated left behind this trophy, but why not this time?

Could it be... that the Thorn Monster wasn't dead yet?

"What a headache. My transformation time is up; I'd better hide for now. How am I going to explain this to Teacher Haihara when I get back?"

The Magical Girl sighed and cast her final spell, turning herself into a ball of light and vanishing from the spot.

After she disappeared, the light scattered into countless white feathers that drifted to the ground.

As these feathers touched the ground, they melted into liquid light, repairing the ruins destroyed by the monster.

Soon, the damaged street was restored, and everything returned to its peaceful state.

In a dark and silent corner, a seed began to sprout and grow without a sound. Soon, several gray, dismal thorns shot out from the seed, gradually weaving themselves into a slender, eerie humanoid shape in the empty air.

"Damn Magical Girl..."

This monster was none other than the Thorn Monster, who had been defeated by the Magical Girl not long ago.

After its failure, it began to reflect on its actions, feeling that it had been far too reckless to go on a rampage the moment it had reached maturity.

It should have developed for a while longer; once it had fully mastered its power, it would no longer have to fear the Magical Girl.

The current priority was to find a few more humans and absorb their emotions.

However, just as it raised its head and prepared to leave the area, it discovered that someone had appeared at the entrance of the alley.

The person stood with their back to the sunlight, their face shrouded in shadow, but it was clearly a human woman who looked entirely unremarkable.

Yet, upon seeing it, the young woman continued to approach, allowing the Thorn Monster to get a better look at her.

She appeared to be a somewhat gloomy woman with glasses and was quite tall, but beyond that, even though she was right in front of it, it couldn't quite describe what she looked like.

She looked like just another passerby found anywhere...

A common human, and she wasn't running away after seeing it?

How truly... suicidal.

"To be defeated so easily by my student, how weak. Is this the level of monsters created by the Black Death Cult these days?"

The woman spoke in a listless, raspy voice.

"You know about the Black Death Cult? Who are you?"

The Thorn Monster felt a flicker of doubt.

"Disappointing. I was hoping you would be able to defeat her, make her give up on her dream of being a Magical Girl, and come back to class obediently."