I Am Actually a Villainous Magical Girl, Teacher

Just like her teacher once did...

She shook her head, putting these trivial thoughts aside, and looked down at the two cans of alcohol held in her arms.

What attracted her most to this Earth was, without a doubt, these spirits.

Although R'lyeh had alcohol too, the quality was often terrible and the taste was pungent and spicy, making it impossible to drink—perhaps due to a lack of suitable raw materials for brewing.

For some reason, the alcohol that Takanashi Shiori sacrificed to her seemed exceptionally alluring.

It was as if she could faintly smell a wonderful aroma, something familiar and nostalgic.

But that was likely just an illusion.

Roland followed the other three, touring this place called a school. While it lacked the grandeur and artistry of the academies in R'lyeh, the changes and progress made compared to decades ago were breathtaking.

As she strolled idly, she suddenly noticed a tall, thin woman passing by on a path in the distance.

Roland glanced over casually.

Then, she froze.

It was a woman with a gloomy and cold temperament, her complexion pale, black hair falling to her neck, wearing a pair of thick, round-rimmed glasses.

"Thump..."

Although there was nothing stunning about her at first glance, Roland felt her long-dormant heart begin to flutter...

Looking closely... what a noble and elegant posture.

The stern temperament, the icy eyes, the skin like fine jade—every part of her was perfect and moving.

Roland felt as if her heart had been struck.

"What a brilliant and beautiful woman..."

She couldn't help but exclaim.

The three girls beside her all let out a "?".

"Uh, Headmistress, are you talking about Teacher Haihara?" Takanashi Shiori asked, unsure.

"Teacher Haihara? Is that this young lady's name?"

Roland's face flushed slightly, her previous mature and intellectual demeanor swept away, replaced by the look of a girl in the throes of first love.

"Teacher..."

She repeated the title once more.

After a moment of thought, Roland looked at the three of them and asked with great seriousness:

"May I ask if this beautiful lady already has a lover? If not, what type does she like? On Earth, how much wealth does one need to pursue a relationship with her..."

Kirishima Ai and the others fell into deep thought.

They didn't understand, but they were deeply shocked.

Haihara reached up to wipe the sweat from her forehead.

She wasn't the type to sweat easily, but the weather was a bit too hot for her, so she had just stepped out of school to buy an ice cream.

It was strawberry flavored.

Very ordinary; her tastes in this regard were much like any other young girl.

Just as she was wondering how to spend the weekend, she suddenly noticed that, at some point, a girl in a white formal dress had come up beside her.

Hmm... she looked quite young, a high schooler?

But she wasn't wearing a school uniform.

Is she a teacher? Her temperament seemed quite mature, and she was wearing what looked like very expensive accessories.

"...Hello, is there something you need?"

Haihara noticed that this girl seemed to be looking for her.

Soon, she noticed that the girl was also holding two cans of alcohol.

...Hm?

These cans, why do they look so familiar?

The silver-haired girl adjusted her monocle, a faint blush staining her fair cheeks:

"You are Teacher Haihara, aren't you? Hello, I am Roland Eldritch. You may call me Roland, or if you don't mind, little Roland would be even better."

The girl spoke with great enthusiasm, bordering on fanaticism, the moment she approached.

Roland? A foreign name?

Is she a foreigner?

Although it was obvious just by looking, in a city filled with magical girls, she sometimes had trouble telling the difference.

She felt like this name was a bit familiar, as if she had heard it somewhere before.

After a while, she saw three familiar faces again.

They were Kirishima Ai, Sakaki Chika, and Takanashi Shiori.

How did these three end up together again?

They looked at Roland and Haihara with some panic, momentarily at a loss for what to do.

"Hmm... so you are a student too?"

Haihara looked at the gaudily dressed student and asked with some curiosity.

"Ah? No, no, no, Teacher Haihara, this is..." Takanashi Shiori tried to explain, but was immediately interrupted by Roland at her side.

"--Yes, of course I am your student! My dear teacher, please feel free to call me Student Roland. You can teach me however you like!"

In Roland's beautiful heterochromatic eyes, only Haihara's figure remained, and they were practically sparkling with hearts.

Haihara wore an expression like an old man looking at a smartphone in a subway, then looked at Takanashi Shiori and the others:

"What is up with this girl?"

"Uh, she's a foreign exchange student..." Kirishima Ai explained awkwardly.

Haihara nodded, barely managing to be understanding.

At this moment, Takanashi Shiori leaned close to Roland's ear and whispered:

"Dean Eldritch, you're being a bit too excited. You won't make a good impression on Teacher Haihara like this..."

Upon hearing this, Roland instantly regained her composure. Realizing her earlier lapse in decorum, she coughed twice.

After a moment, Dean Roland rearranged her collar and ribbon, returning to her previous elegant and poised demeanor.

"I apologize, Teacher Haihara. I was unseemly just now. As an apology, please allow me to select a gift for you."

The silver-haired girl said with great sincerity.

Haihara was bewildered, but she decided to see what kind of stunt this girl was going to pull.

Then, she witnessed a scene that left her speechless.

She saw the girl continuously pulling various gems from her clothes, her expression flustered as if she were carefully selecting the best one.

"How about this one... no, no, how could this possibly be worthy of the teacher? Then what about this one? It's simply disrespectful..."

"Perhaps I should sell all my assets and forge a new, most precious one..."

"No, if we are talking about sincerity, only this one is fit to be offered to the teacher!"

As she muttered to herself, she unclasped a violet crystal from the chain of her monocle.

It was an incredibly brilliant and ornate gem, a crescent-shaped crystal that suited the silver-haired girl perfectly.

"Teacher Haihara, please accept this humble gif..."

Just as she was about to present the crystal to Haihara, she was stopped by Takanashi Shiori at her side--

"Dean, get a grip! That's your Transformation Magic Crystal!"

Watching the chaotic scene before her, Haihara just pushed up her glasses coldly and sighed.

Where did this bunch of problem children come from? They spend every day acting crazy here.

Chapter 30: The New Teacher

In the end, at Haihara's suggestion, the gift Dean Roland gave to Haihara became the two cans of alcohol in her arms.

In a sense, it could be considered returning the items to their rightful owner.

It was just that Dean Roland seemed to have made a wasted trip.

However, she didn't look at all disappointed or melancholy about being "scammed"; instead, she looked like a girl in the throes of puberty, immersed in happy fantasies.

On the other side, looking at the chaotic group of girls and the "Transformation Magic Crystal" that Takanashi Shiori had accidentally mentioned, Haihara realized that the silver-haired girl before her was likely some kind of magical girl.

Hmm... a magical girl she had never seen before; she didn't seem to be from Maple Plain City.

And she didn't seem to be an ordinary magical girl, either.

Did she come from R'lyeh?

In her ordinary human state, Haihara wasn't actually very sensitive to magic power, but she could tell that this little girl named Roland seemed to have a high status and was likely quite powerful.

This was a bit troublesome.

After all, if they were too strong, how was she supposed to make these girls return to class obediently later?

"If there's nothing else, I'll be going. Lunch break is almost over; remember to head back to the classroom later."

Haihara said flatly, preparing to leave with her alcohol, not caring whether the impression was good or bad.

But not long after she left, she noticed the silver-haired girl, Roland, following her.

Haihara ignored her, returning all the way to her office, then opened the cabinet, intending to put the two cans of alcohol inside.

However, after opening the cabinet, she froze.

How come... there seem to be two missing?

Because she drank a fixed amount every time, she basically had a good idea of the quantity inside.

Was there a time she had gotten too drunk and drank more than usual?

Haihara looked at the two cans of alcohol in her arms again and fell into deep thought for a moment.

"Tell me, Roland, where did you buy these two cans of alcohol?"

She silently put the alcohol back into the cabinet first, then looked at Roland.

"Are you talking about the alcohol? Takanashi and the others gave them to me. Do you want more? If so, I'll ask them to bring over a few more cans..."

She said this very enthusiastically.

Haihara quickly understood what was going on, and her expression turned cold:

"...That won't be necessary."

What was the point of taking alcohol from her, only to have it gifted back to her?

"So, why are you following me?"

She didn't seem to have anything particularly attractive about her.

This was also her first time meeting this magical girl.

But this little girl seemed to be acting a bit too fanatical.

"Isn't it normal for a student to follow their teacher?" She tilted her head in confusion.

It seemed she didn't have any common sense from Earth either.

Haihara rested her chin on one hand, watched her for a moment, and then beckoned with the fingers of her other hand.

Roland immediately leaned in as obediently as a kitten.

Haihara casually pinched Roland's chin and examined her: