Category: sensei

 
Hm? Come to think of it, why isn’t the hot-tempered Kohinata saying anything? Only Tsuji and Satō are getting worked up. Looking at Kohinata, I see him intently watching the priest operate the transfer formation. Is he interested in that kind of device?
 
The light of the magic formation intensifies, and Ikeda’s figure quietly disappears.
 

“Well then, who’s next?”
 
The next to raise her hand is Kimijima. Her eyes are still red, but she gives Sakuragi a small smile, saying she’ll be fine, and walks to the magic formation.… Read more

Chapter 2: Transfer
 

 
I wake up in the infirmary. Not feeling like getting up and heading to the cafeteria, I lay in bed, staring at the strange patterns on the ceiling, different from my room until yesterday.
 
“Good morning!”
 
With a knock and an energetic greeting, Miree enters and asks about breakfast. Hesitating due to yesterday’s events, she suggests it might be better not to meet the students today.
 
“Yeah… But I’m still reluctant to turn my back on the students.”… Read more

When I opened my eyes, I was lying in bed in the first room. This ceiling again. Apparently, I was knocked out by Karimaa.
 
As I gazed at the ceiling with no lights, I was surprised at myself for being somewhat shocked that I had lost consciousness without even noticing Karimaa’s attack.
 
“Weren’t you going to stop just before…?”
 
I mutter to myself, as if trying to cover up the frustration of losing.… Read more

 
“May I have this one?”
 
“It’s a small sword, but is that okay? Well, from what I can see of Shigeto-san, it doesn’t seem to be a problem.”
 
“Hmm. Does it look that way?”
 
“The children before also asked for swords, but watching them handle them, they didn’t seem experienced.”
 
“Ah… But their grip is suited for swords, so if they continue training…”
 
“That’s true.”
 
Well, if I’m accepted as an intellectual, I probably won’t need to fight, so a weapon might not be that important.… Read more

“In this world where the younger you are, the greater the benefits, you’re the youngest. Don’t sell yourself short.”
 

…Eventually, alone in the cafeteria, I stared at my finished dishes.
 
“sensei…”
 
I turned towards the voice to see Sakuragi peering in from the cafeteria entrance.
 
“Don’t be too discouraged. Everyone’s a bit on edge, suddenly finding themselves in this world.”
 
“…Don’t worry. I’m fine. You were training today too, right, Sakuragi?… Read more

 
“Yes. All transfers to this world are assigned a spirit guardian. Some natives of this world have guardians while others don’t, but having a guardian allows you to fully receive the blessings of that spirit, which is beneficial.”
 
I nodded. Somehow, I was starting to feel more confident.
 
“The people who came with you this time were assigned quite good guardians.”
 
“Are there good and bad spirits?”
 
“Yes. There’s a hierarchy of spirits called Spirit Rank.… Read more

 
“Are there many people like us who cross over to this world?”
 
“Well, it happens several times a year.”
 
“Th-That many? Then are there lots of Japanese people in the lower world?”
 
“No, the entrance from one world only connects to the same shrine. People from Japan come through the ‘Yodo Shrine,’ but I’ve heard it opened for the first time in over a decade.”
 
It seems there are still some Japanese people in this world.… Read more

To me, this world appeared to be a fantasy world, the kind found in imagination. In fact, it seems that magic and such things exist here. Domoto raised his index finger, and a small flame suddenly appeared at its tip. Seeing my surprise, Tsuji and Sato chuckled, but I could no longer even react to that.
 
According to Domoto, various other worlds exist alongside our own world. Apparently, dimensional distortions occur occasionally in each of these worlds, and we fell through one of these distortions into this world.… Read more

Chapter 1: Beyond the Door
 

 
The prefectural finals of the national high school kendo tournament. What should I say to the students who are crying, looking down in frustration after losing by a narrow margin?
 
Until last year, our school’s kendo club was supervised by a famous charismatic Sensei in the kendo world. When that Sensei transferred, the principal, who knew about my grandfather’s iaido dojo, appointed me as the next advisor. However, while I had experience in iaido, I had none in kendo and couldn’t provide the guidance the students wanted.… Read more