"Even though you're Gil, the title of Great Sage, there might be trouble if complaints come from royalty, so be careful."
"Sorry, but I have no intention of treating royalty differently from other students. In the worst-case scenario, I might get fired. Well, that would be fine as I could go back to researching magic."
"…Truly just like Gil. However, it took quite some effort to get you into this academy, so please try a little harder."
"Well, I have that favor to repay, so I'll do my best. In the worst case, I'll bring down the rotten teachers and students with me when I get fired, so don't worry."
"I can't feel reassured at all…"
Even if I do get fired, there will likely be some leeway. In that time, I am prepared to eliminate as much of the academy's corruption as possible and take them down with me.
"Well, I don't hear many bad rumors about the Third Princess, so I think it'll be alright… The problem seems to be the poor conduct of the other students. I'm busy with my duties, so I haven't been able to observe the students that closely yet."
"The new Headmaster has it tough~ I believe the eldest son of the Marquis's family is here too, right? Well, if it's his son and not the Marquis himself, he might be able to get away with a bit of mischief."
"Indeed, children like that need to experience a harsh lesson once. If they continue to grow up and stand above others, nothing good will come of it. Being fawned over by those around them and only learning to wield power is not good for them either."
"Ah, that's true. Hmm, Anon, you seem surprisingly suited to be a teacher."
"I am the Headmaster of this academy, you know…"
We've known each other for a long time, but he seems like he'd be a good teacher after all. I wish Anon would also go out into the field.
Although, considering this girl's appearance, it's easy to imagine students not taking her seriously.
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"Alright, then let's begin today's lesson."
It's the second day of my temporary teaching life. First is class B, which had its first lesson yesterday. After a one-hour break, it will be the first lesson for class S.
"Hmm, I am impressed that everyone is present."
Surprisingly, Gale, Hazan, and Kuneru, who left the practice grounds so pathetically yesterday, were also in attendance. Honestly, I thought these three would skip, but they are grinning and looking at me.
Ah, they might be thinking that if they cried to their parents about yesterday's incident and filed a complaint, I would back down.
"Today is a lecture. I didn't explain last time, but in my classes, we will alternate between lectures and practical training sessions each time. In both, I will teach you how to protect yourself with magic and content that is useful in practical combat against monsters and other people. I also accept questions related to magic, so please raise your hand before asking."
"...Mr. Geek, may I?"
"Certainly, Cyril."
Cyril, with her reddish long hair, immediately raised her hand with her back straight. Perhaps it's because she's a noble's daughter, but her posture is indeed beautiful.
"Yesterday, in the mock battle, I understood that you are very skilled in magical combat, but does that mean questions related to any attribute of magic are acceptable? Would questions related to magical tools and potion-making also be possible?"
"Yes, it means exactly what I said. Frankly, I'm a researcher, so that's my specialty rather than practical combat magic. However, I would appreciate it if you could ask questions outside of class for anything other than defensive magic."
" " " ......... " " "
Although the available teaching position was for defensive magic, I honestly would have preferred to teach a regular magic class. However, that might lead to me going into too much detail. Researchers always want to talk about what they're good at.
"...Hmph. Don't lie, you damn temporary teacher!"
"Right, Lord Zail!"
"Sit down, temporary teacher!"
Those bratty brutes are making a fuss. Do they think I'll back down if I receive complaints?
"Hey, you brats. As I said before, raise your hand when you speak. And as I've said countless times, call me 'Sensei'. Otherwise, you'll continue to be called 'brat'."
"Th-! If you let me speak, you! Lightning—! Gah!?"
" "Lord Gale!?" "
Just as the brat was about to unleash a lightning spell, the chalk I threw hit him squarely on the head.
"How can you be so quick to fight… There's no need to rush, the next lesson is practical training, so do it then. Also, I'll let it slide because it's me, but if you cast dangerous magic on other students, it will be immediate suspension or expulsion."
"You! Me, from the Earl of Carlisle's family—! GAH!?"
"Enough, you're disrupting the other students. If you want to talk, do it later. You have a free period after this class, so I'll listen to you then."
Chalk hit the brat's head again.
"He-hey. Isn't this corporal punishment?"
"You! I'll definitely get you fired!"
"I just threw a piece of chalk. This is what real corporal punishment is."
*Snap*
"Hmph!?"
Using wind magic, I fired nearly twenty pieces of chalk from a box like bullets at high speed, stopping them just before the three's faces. The three couldn't react at all.
If I had hit them with my true speed, their faces would have been blown away. As expected, they seemed to understand that, and with pale faces, they finally fell silent.