I Became the Crazy Instructor at the Academy - I Became the Crazy Instructor at the Academy chapter 146

146. Comma

“…”

We didn’t move.

Only the silence that suddenly came enveloped this place.

Her neck held in my right hand. I could only keenly feel the coldness of that skin.

I didn’t let go of that hand,

She moved her mouth and spoke.

I don’t know.

“…”

Not even anything about you can be caught by these eyes.

Master of battery.

She has explored everything in the world through tens of thousands of reincarnations, and she also remembers.

Laplace. The words that came out of her mouth she were-

I was singing about the unknown.

Please let me know.

He asked me.

What on earth is tearing up the soul inside and making it move?

“…”

I want to know.

It was definitely a terminal event.

I’m holding her neck

Although she speaks casually.

Like a torn doll,

Where the right eye was. Because the whole place was blown away.

I used her jealousy to clone her,

Even though it was only a moment, it surpassed her.

And, I was clearly feeling the presence of that price.

I feel something spiritual that I don’t know is disappearing from within me.

Whether it is Ivan’s remnants or Adam’s will.

Or maybe it’s my responsibility.

I knew it intuitively.

I will die soon.

Here, in the void where there is no one.

I will turn to ashes along with the doll in front of me.

I was sure of that, but

Somehow I wasn’t afraid.

I answered.

“Even if I tell you, you won’t understand.”

…

“Because the time has already been missed.”

What does it mean?

I tried explaining what I saw and felt to a tin can that lacked emotions.

This place was no different from empty space from the beginning.

But, she repeated.

Tell me

“…”

What did you see?

So, even though it may have no meaning.

I answered.

“It’s not much different from you.”

She has continued to lead an unimaginable life,

It has come into existence by leaping into the world tens of thousands of times over.

You must have seen more people than me.

You must have had more experience than me.

So, ultimately.

The conclusion she came to may be the most appropriate end to humanity.

But.

“It’s not for us to decide.”

…

“No matter how many mistakes, confusion, twists and shabby people wander around the world, they become ugly.”

It’s not up to me,

It’s not up to her

“Your beliefs cannot be justified.”

From noble mtl dot nete

…Are you trying to change humanity?

“How can I change it?”

To a question that seems like a child,

I chuckled.

“They will change it.”

If they are-

“Everyone I left behind that allowed me to stand here.”

Even though all the worlds we have experienced so far have ended in chaos, that world is different from this world.

And, I believe.

“I believe in their potential.”

That possibility has already been proven.

Because her body started to collapse

My body also started to collapse.

Her life seemed like an eon.

In comparison, my life is so worthless that it can be said to be fleeting.

It was just before the end.

Therefore, the words I hear also.

Closing its eyes and looking at the doll smiling uncontrollably.

What you say is right.

This will be the last time.

Thud!

The dimension is collapsing.

She is fading, and I am fading too.

I repeated to myself.

I reflected on the faces, expressions, and gestures of everyone I had passed through so far.

Scarlett, Adela, Paula.

I remembered them until the end,

I closed my eyes.

I wasn’t afraid.

—

He’s not dead.

Embarrassingly.

“…”

Looking at the hard feel of the back of my head, it feels like I’m leaning against a tree.

I was lying down half-lying, raised my head, looked at the sky, and lifted my hand and squeezed and unfolded it.

It moved just fine.

I was slightly shaking, but no matter how I looked at it, it didn’t look like rigor mortis.

“…Huh.”

I rolled my eyes.

With the stigma of jealousy, I copied the strongest person in the world, and the reaction should have turned me into space dust,

I humbly accepted that future.

Since I woke up to that topic, I felt like I needed to figure out the situation.

Maybe it was an instinctive struggle,

I even trembled slightly.

“Ugh.”

At that moment, something tickled the corner of my eyes.

Slightly rough yet soft, red hair.

It fell over my eyes,

There was a shadow over my head.

Her eyes met as she looked down at me.

I thought I would never see her again, so I remembered her looking at me right before she closed her eyes.

“…Scarlett?”

“I woke up.”

The voice was dry, but

The expression on his face her was extremely warm.

I jumped up.

I was mistaken because the support on the back of my head was so hard, but Scarlett was supporting me as if she was hugging me.

“…Ah. This wasn’t a tree.”

“You want to die as soon as you come back to life, right?”

“Is it true that I bought it? How?”

“What should I do?”

She pointed behind herself with her thumb, and I looked beyond.

Behind it…There were people.

It was a bit much.

Instructors and students. Familiar faces and unfamiliar faces. And, the two people standing in front of them.

“They say I came back to life because I saved it.”

Adela. And Paula.

They were looking at me.

“Scarlett, you didn’t save me.”

“It’s noisy. I can’t even form my own form?”

“You took the seat, and now you’re trying to steal the ball? That’s not something you would do to Paula.”

“Tsk.”

Scarlett turned her back,

The place she was. So in front of me-

“See you, instructor.”

Paula approached cautiously.

I recognized her as soon as I saw her.

“…Stigma.”

The stigma had disappeared.

The stigma of anger that she had reinterpreted and wielded as her power had completely disappeared.

Only then did I realize it.

That I did not stand in front of Laplace with all the stigma.

So, she-

“Did you transplant it to me?”

“I don’t know either, instructor.”

I do not know. That’s what I said.

She explained that I went into a dimensional gap and came out completely ruined without even having time to blink.

It wasn’t like it was torn or burst and covered in blood, but the body itself had become blurry.

“I just wanted to save it.”

“…”

“It was my intention to save you, even if it meant giving me everything.”

She knew something and she didn’t do anything.

In that I did not apply the theory of holding on to my soul that was about to disappear by using a stigma.

“I guess you could call it a miracle.”

She was right.

“But even if it is a miracle.”

“…”

Paula approached me.

And she was hugged.

I could hear her heartbeat in my arms.

“It is a truly justifiable miracle.”

“…Do you think so?”

“Because I am your shepherd.”

And then she lifted her head and smiled.

Calling my name.

“Welcome back, Ivan.”

And I answered.

“…Yes. I’m back.”

Match!

I heard the sound of clapping hands.

It was Scarlett’s.

I lifted her head and looked at her.

“Well, the mood has improved to the point where it’s annoying. I feel like everyone here has something they want to hear.”

I thought I knew what the question was.

That’s why I answered without even listening.

“It’s over, Scarlett.”

“…Really?”

“Yes. Monsters, evil gods, and something transcendental that is tired of the world. They have all become part of history.”

She lowered her head,

She trembled slightly.

I was trying to return it as if indifferent,

As expected, my voice was shaking as well.

“Good job, you did it.”

“…”

“Really, thank you for your hard work, Ivan.”

I smiled and stroked her head.

My hand … No, someone grabbed the other hand and placed it on his head

It was Adela.

“Now, our instructor. Is there anything we need to do in the future?”

“Well, just have fun.”

“What are the challenges the world must overcome?”

“It will happen someday, so we have to prepare.”

She smiled

The last question was returned.

“What do you want to do?”

Ending everything, consuming all the stigma.

Only the miraculous lifeline of the saint gave me a new life.

“I have to think about it.”

And, no more.

There was no need to be the main character.

“Oh, that’s a simple ambition for a hero? Then who will save the world?”

To her playful question,

I also answered jokingly.

“You guys are there.”

The world is filled with commas, not periods,

The story behind it will also continue endlessly.

And, in the backstory, the position I’m aiming for is not the main character who controls everything as a crazy fool.

Just being extras who cried and laughed together was enough.

That’s why she raised her hand.

The power of stigma flowing through me. By consuming most of it, ‘something’ was created.

Non-supporting position –

Just as Paula relied on her miracle,

Can’t I hope for a miracle too?

And, what was created by my hands.

This thing was stabilized by consuming an enormous amount of energy, enough to turn me into an ordinary person.

Dimensional gate.

It was a dimensional gap so small that one person could fit through it.

“This is it.”

“…What is that? I’m a little scared.”

“It’s an alcove.”

What is beyond,

Objectively, the room was right.

It was meaningful to me, but in the end, it was a monthly rented room.

And, I missed that closet.

“I have decided what to do right now.”

“Oh. What is it?”

I put a period.

In this damned travelogue of another world, and in my memories with these brilliant women.

“I’ll get some sleep.”

No, is it a comma?

—

An eerily quiet and dark room.

And, the light that illuminates the room.

A monitor with maximum brightness is,

Only the same screen was displayed.

[END]

With trembling hands,

I clicked on the screen.

Wow-

The computer was turned off,

It has become quiet here.

Desk, bookshelf, sink and clothes.

The scenery of our house has faded into memory to the extent that it now feels distant.

And, in the middle of this narrow alcove-

An unrealistic portal.

It didn’t go away.

Maybe I’ll be alive and well until I die.

After I headed to bed,

I lifted the blanket and laid down.

The water that had been put off is pouring out,

My consciousness became pleasantly clouded.

And, at some point between consciousness and unconsciousness.

I am heading towards those women who will find their own lives again beyond that portal.

“…That’s it.”

I was able to speak in a pleasant way.