Yandere Idol vs The Perfect Human - Chapter 18 - Classroom Isolation

Let me ask you a question.

How much do you think you know?

Everyone likes to think they understand the people around them. They think they understand their family members. They think they understand their friends. They think they understand the way they feel. The way they think. They way they are.

Do you think there’s someone who fully understands you?

It would be great, wouldn’t it—to have someone who can relate to everything you feel.

You could share all your problems with them. All your feelings. All your thoughts.

But life doesn’t work like that.

The sooner one realises that, the sooner they are able to adapt to this world.

—but at the same time, you lose the picturesque view of the life around you, never able to get it back again.

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It was the next day.

I make my way toward the classrooms as usual. The schoolyard is as clean and utopian as it always is. The splashing of the fountain is as consistent as always. The bright sun shines down at the early-morning dew as it always does.

—Akechi Hana-san.

I wonder, did I think of her as a friend? If you asked me that question, I’d probably say yes. If I were to define it clearly, our relationship was obviously a friendship. Still, there was still a distinct sense of distance between us, whether that was my fault or hers, I wouldn’t know.

Pulling open the sliding door into the classroom, I peered inside at the empty seats.

Ah. I was early again.

I guess I’ll take out the homework that I did last night and place it on my desk. It’ll make it a little easier for the teacher to check once they come.

Time passed.

The clock ticked.

The time was 8:38am.

School as I knew it was scheduled to begin in two minutes—yet there was not a single other student in the classroom.

I guess people must have realised that they don’t have to show up to class anymore.

I was still a little surprised.

…

Suddenly, the teacher barged into the classroom. She appeared to be hurriedly placing her things on the lectern, not even realising that her class was almost completely empty. A few moments later, she looked up.

“Huh? Where’s everyone else? Am I in the wrong class again?”

She looked over at me.

“Kizutaka-kun, where’s everyone else?”

“They probably aren’t coming.”

“Wait, is this because of that new student council thing?”

“I’d guess so.”

She was in pure shock. This was a school of geniuses. This was supposed to be the gathering space for the world’s future leaders. Yet at the earliest sign of convenience, they were all gone.

Although, it was probably for the better—objectively speaking, school wasn’t a very efficient learning place.

Those who are truly capable would understand that by the nature of schooling in general, they’d never be able to learn at the optimum speed. Even those who were studious; they’d likely get more done on their own, studying at their own pace.

I guess this was more evidence that schooling is inherently flawed.

The teacher was still in disarray.

“What am I supposed to do?”

Don’t ask me. I’m not here to tell you what to do.

“Just do whatever you were planning on doing originally.”

“But I can’t just teach an empty class!”

“Sure you can.”

I suppose this wasn’t exactly easy on her. But still, what was there to be expected. There aren’t that many people who’d go to school of their own accord, especially as you look closer to the students at the top.

“I’m going to talk with the teaching coordinator.”

“Feel free to do so.”

I didn’t mind either way. The only reason I was here was because I had nothing else to do.

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Leaning back in my chair, I stared up at the ceiling as I waited for the teacher to return. Despite the weird atmosphere, the empty classroom was pleasant. I’d always enjoyed hanging around the empty classrooms after school, so this was a familiar sensation to me.

I wonder what everyone else was doing. Maybe they were partying around in their dorms, maybe they were studying in the library.

Who knows.

More minutes passed and the teacher didn’t return. I guess I should’ve expected that.

I looked down at my phone.

It seemed that nothing else had been released in relation to the Preseqta System. Maybe they were doing a soft launch.

…

“Ah, I’m so sorry Kizutaka-kun. The coordinator said that there’s nothing they can do about it. I can’t get students to come to class.”

It didn’t really matter to me.

Did she want me to say something in response?

There was an awkward silence as she looked around anxiously.

Eventually, she looked over her material that she had prepared for class. She looked over at me again.

“Um… so did you want to do something?”

“I don’t mind just listening to class as usual.”

It was all I really did here anyways.

“But, doesn’t it feel weird without anyone else here?”

“Not really.”

She seemed surprised by my response.

I didn’t really care that much.

I just wanted something to pass the time with.

Picking up the maths textbook, she slowly flipped through, seemingly trying to find something to do.

“Was there any subject in particular you wanted to do?”

“Not really.”

“O-oh… okay, um, I’ll just start with chemistry then…”

She grabbed the chemistry textbook, awkwardly opening it and flipping through the pages. With that, she began teaching as normal, although there was a stutter every once in a while. It’d probably take a while for her to get used to this.

I wonder if I was going to continue going to class. Maybe I’d be better off doing something else like everyone else.

But what would I do, I wonder.