The sun is blazing in the sky.
It was midsummer at this time, the air was hot, and the sound of cicadas could be heard coming from the window.
"Hey, Kamiya, you wrote this composition yourself."
A tall, Mature woman with a beautiful appearance looked coldly at the student in front of her. At the same time, put the cigarette in her hand and inserted it into the ashtray.
The teacher, Shizuku Hiratsuka was the Chinese teacher of his former class J, in grade 2.
Her student, Kamiya Yu, has fluffy mid-length hair that covers most of his appearance. However, if you look closely, you can easily see that he is a gloomy, handsome man.
My name is Kamiya Yu, and my dream is to become the best manga artist in the world, bring healing works to people everywhere, and become a partner of love and justice.
As for why I have such a dream, it definitely has nothing to do with falling into a river and drowning in my previous life.
Shizuka Hiratsuka's eyelids twitched and she kept rubbing her temples, very headache-like.
"Stop, Stop, Stop..."
"kamiya-san, What is the essay topic I left after class?"
"Well...write down your feelings about your future self."
Kamiya looked down at the ground and whispered hesitantly.
"Don't you know this? Why would you write such a composition?"
She picked Kamiya's article in his hand and waved it forward, making the paper click.
Kamiya Yu was a problem child in her opinion, although his grades in all subjects were pretty good, his thoughts were different from ordinary people's. He always likes the so-called "healing" works and says strange things.
"Really, another problem child."
Sighs were heard, making the atmosphere heavy, Kamiya yu moved his legs a little bored, crossing and closing them from time to time.
After a while, Teacher Shizuka in front of him broke the silence.
'Forget it, come with me."
The two went down to the second floor, walked through the corridor, and arrived at a remote classroom.
Ms.Shizuka in front of him slid open the door, before he could speak, a cold female voice came.
"Teacher Hiratsuka, I should have told you to knock on the door before you came in."
Kamiya looked up, there was a beautiful girl, sitting by the window of an empty classroom, with cherry blossoms floating in from time to time, adding to the artistic vision.
"Even if I knocked, you wouldn't answer." Shizuku responded."
...
"Sensei, What can I do for you?"
Yukinoshita Yukino, who was sitting on the seat, picked at her black with her right hand and took off the cherry blossom petal.
"you should know the person next to me. You are in the same class."
"This kid's character is too twisted, I hope you can help him correct it."
Hiratsuka Shizuka said carelessly, and at the same time patted Kamiya on the back, making him stagger forward two steps.
"This classmate whose face I can't even see clearly, and who looks gloomy, must be Kamiya yu."
"He's lying on the table after class. It's hard not to notice him."
Yukinoshita Yukino spoke softly while flipping the book pages in her hands. Within a few seconds, words started to come out after another.
"Teacher, you should know that this is a ministry of service, not a center for troubled kids."
Yukino's cold voice echoed in the empty classroom, making it extremely clear.
"Please, let him join the club and correct his twisted character."
Shizuka covered her forehead and said sincerely to Yukino.
"Well, I don't really want to join a club. I have important things to do after school."
Kmamiya, whose existence was ignored by the two, spoke up, interrupting the conversation between the two.
'You kid, what else is more important than correcting your character?"
The woman in her thirties beside him was rubbing his hair. Of course, Kamiya dared not to speak out in anger, let alone talk about her age.
"I still have to go back to drawing manga. I don't have extra time to spend on meaningless club activities."
"Oh, you mean the ministry I created is meaningless?"
Yukino was a little emotional when he interrupted the conversation, but now he denied her service department in another sense, which made her a little unhappy.
"Sensei, I accept your request. I will correct his character, especially through meaningless club activities."
Looking at teacher Shizuka, who was watching the show, Yukino closed her book and spoke softly.
"I haven't agreed yet, I have no plans..."
Before Kamiya could speak, Shizuka beside him interrupted.
"Then it's up to you, Yukino."
"And Kamiya, remember to take part in club activities. I will come over often to inspect."
A smile appeared on her face, Shizuka slid her hands into the coat pockets and walked out the door.
At this moment, Kamiya looked a little helpless.
As the door closed, the classroom became quiet, with only the sound of cicadas chirping.
"Hey, hey, no was, why did it become like this?"
Standing there, Kamiya's mind was in a mess.
Suddenly, Yukino's cold voice broke the dull atmosphere.
"Kamiya-kun, don't just stand there like a dull fish. Find a chair and sit down."
"Sit down and let's start talking about your problems."
Kamiya found a chair from the back and placed it next to Yukino.
"Can you stop being so close? Kamiya-san, Although I know I am a beautiful girl with a good personality and excellent academic performance, I still hope you can keep your distance from me."
Yukinio kept talking about her experience from birth to her current popularity.
Kamiya sat in his seat, his mind wandering, not listening to Yukino's glorious history.
An abrupt sound resonated inside his head.
[ I am a product of human emotions. I hope you will make a contract with me and become an artist of love and justice. ]
[ By the way, the depressing works in your previous life are not healing works. Anyway, I've helped you remember it. Go ahead, I'm leaving. ]
[ Magica Modoka ]
Before Kamiya could unravel his doubts, the voice in his head disappeared. Instead, the "healing' works he had seen in his previous life appeared.
The face hidden by the hair showed a happy expression, Do I want to bring "love and justice" to the people of the world?
"Kamiya-san, are you listening to me?" Yukino's voice brought Kamiya's reverie and returned to reality.
"Sorry, I was distracted just now," Kamiya said casually.
"Let's talk about your twisted character. By the way, why were you forced to join the service club by Ms.Hiratsuka?"
Kamiya told Yukino about the conversation in the office. Yukino, next to him, raised the corner of her mouth slightly.
"You are miserable, but you are much better than Hikigaya before."
...This is my first time translating novels, inform me what can be improved :)