I Possessed the Heroine’s Teacher

“One Spice Chicken Sandwich.”

When I ordered from the female employee at the food stall, she replied in a loud voice, ‘Yes, one Spice Chicken Sand!’ and started making my sandwich.

She cut a large piece of chicken grilled on a blazing fire and placed it between two halves of white bread, then sprinkled various spices on it.

‘Shit, this is it.’

Unfortunately, there was no fried chicken-like food here. Even though I tried to imitate it, it didn’t taste like what I imagined, and I only wasted oil and meat, which made Iri scold me.

“Here’s your Spice Chicken Sandwich! Be careful, it’s hot, so eat slowly.”

“Don’t give me orders, I’ll eat it quickly.”

The female employee at the food stall also chuckled at my joke. I paid for the food and joked.

“Can’t you give me a discount because I’m handsome?”

Then, the female employee at the food stall responded to my joke with a joke of her own.

“Then, can you give me a tip because I’m pretty?”

“Damn, I almost had to sell my house to eat this sandwich.”

“Hoo-hoo. Enjoy your food. This is a service.”

The female employee at the food stall gave me a bottle of pineapple juice as a service. If you’re good-looking, life is really easy.

I took the sandwich and headed towards a nearby park.

I sat on a bench in the park and took a bite of the chicken sandwich. The aroma of spices that tickled my nose, the savory taste of chicken, the sweet sauce, the crunchy lettuce, and the subtle sweetness of the white bread combined to stimulate my frontal lobe.

Some people might prefer fancy dishes, but I prefer these B-grade foods. Even before I was reborn in Werner’s body, I liked chicken burgers from fast food restaurants the most.

As my throat became blocked, I gulped down the pineapple juice that the employee gave me as a service. The intense sourness and sweetness mixed together, refreshing my mouth.

“Damn, this is it.”

Sitting in the park, enjoying my favorite food, and contemplating. This was a common hobby of Werner and mine. The only difference might be that Werner was a hero, and I was a murderer.

“By the way, if you want to attack me, wait a little longer. This is expensive because it’s big, right? So let’s talk after I finish eating when it’s hottest and tastiest.”

Since earlier, I saw guys who couldn’t control themselves. Now, I realized that all the guys in this park were like that. Damn, there are so many of them.

I finished the last bite of the chicken sandwich and drank the remaining half bottle of pineapple juice.

“Okay, I’m done. Let’s talk now, you idiots.”

Then, the guys who were spreading their killing intent started to take out their weapons. From the old man reading the newspaper on the bench, the couple talking affectionately, the young man playing an instrument on the floor, the young men playing ball, to the girl walking her dog, they were all aiming at me.

Damn, this would be a perfect title for a novel. ‘Hired Assassins Are Obsessed With Me’ The tags would be bloody, obsessed, reincarnation, beware of men, etc…

“Hey, who sent you guys? A criminal organization? Heretics? My fiancée? Or did the guys I took care of in the past start a crowdfunding for hired assassins?”

The assassins didn’t answer my question. They seem to be considerate because they waited for me to finish my meal. During the two months I lived as Werner, there were also many guys who attacked me while I was eating. When eating, even dogs shouldn’t be disturbed, but those inconsiderate guys had their limbs torn apart and thrown on the street.

“Are you shy? Am I so handsome that you’re shy?”

I made a joke, but the guys didn’t answer and charged at me. Werner’s looks didn’t work on them, how high are their standards? Guys with high standards usually have high noses.

I grabbed the hair of the guy with the high nose and slammed his head into the edge of the bench. Then, his nose became flat. It’s always good to lower a high nose.

“Okay, the next person who wants plastic surgery, raise your hand.”

Even when I raised my hand, the guys didn’t want plastic surgery. Honestly, there were some desperate-looking guys, but why are they shy?

It’s probably because there’s no anesthesia. But I don’t have any anesthesia, nor do I have any professional knowledge about anesthesia. It’s a crime to handle anesthesia without a license.

So, the only other option is electric shock. I’ll have to knock them out with electric shocks and perform plastic surgery. With the spirit of Dr. Schweitzer, who provided free medical services.

“O rain of lightning, pour down on the ground right now.”

Oh, Bulletmon, the projection of lightning! Oh, Pikachu, Ash’s eternal partner! Give me strength!

Then, a stream of lightning poured down on the ground. Of course, the electric current didn’t touch me, but it concentrated on my enemies.

The savory smell of grilled meat and the smoky smell of smoke stimulated my nose at the same time. Suddenly, I craved some pork ribs. Should I buy some meat on my way back?

“Hey, I adjusted the power, so you won’t die. You’ll just be in so much pain that you’ll want to die for a while, so don’t worry too much.”

No answer came back. Maybe they were deaf, so I spoke a little louder.

“Hey, as a business partner, you guys are fucking pathetic, right? So, from now on, don’t hurt people and live by selling sandwiches or something.”

It’s like telling them not to regret it like I did before I was reborn as Werner.

Despite my teachings, the guys didn’t answer, probably because they fainted. They didn’t even show gratitude for my teachings, so they don’t even have the basics. There are manners even in the underworld.

“Then I’ll leave, so take care of yourselves.”

I bid farewell to the guys and left the park. If the guards see that magic and come to investigate, it could be quite troublesome. It would be okay if they were from the Adventurer’s Guild, but if the guards report Werner’s existence to their superiors, it would be really bad.

Werner was a seventeen-year-old who ran away to a remote city to avoid his fiancée. Of course, at that time, Werner was seventeen years old, and his fiancée was nine years old.

Moreover, the engagement was made by the protagonist of Dragnity Fantasy 1 and the Grand Duke of the Northern City.

When Werner heard about the engagement, he said to his respected brother and sister-in-law,

[Brother and sister-in-law, are you crazy? Are you crazy?]

Werner, who spoke up to his brother for the first time, was beaten by his sister-in-law that day. Then, Werner ran away to this remote city of Bekem the night before his engagement ceremony.

A few months later, Werner was caught by the protagonist of Dragnity Fantasy 1 and begged for his life on his knees. The little girl had a strong sense of pride, so she wouldn’t forgive the man who broke the engagement ceremony.

So, Werner kept begging to be left alone. Then, the protagonist of Dragnity Fantasy 1 agreed to overlook Werner’s escape on the condition that Werner took care of his daughter.

Werner’s fiancée, whose pride was deeply hurt, was still looking for him, I heard. If caught, his limbs would definitely be torn apart.

Damn, if I touch my disciple, it’s a bad ending. If I’m caught by my fiancée, it’s a bad ending. If I choose Camellia, it’s a bad ending because I break my promise with the protagonist of Dragnity Fantasy 1.

Damn, there’s no bed ending, only bad endings. It’s just one stick apart, but it’s divided into ‘Come, sister’ and ‘Damn, I’m really going to die.’

“Damn, I don’t have any luck with women.”

I said as I entered the alley. I told Iris to eat dinner alone, but I’ll have to go with her. If I eat dinner with her and scold her, she’ll definitely become a polite child again.

I had smelled grilled meat earlier, so I was craving meat for the first time in a long time, and I was on my way to buy pork ribs.

I was wondering how to cook it, whole? Or cut it up? Or lightly fry it? As I walked through the alley, I heard a familiar voice.

“It seems you’re living healthily.”

It wasn’t a woman. It would be troublesome if another heroine appeared. Moreover, I was relieved that it wasn’t my fiancée.

But it was a man… Wait a minute…

“Hey, is it…”

“Have you already forgotten my voice?”

The owner of the familiar voice took off his hood. He had brown hair and golden eyes, just like Iri.

“You… you are…”

“You don’t call me ‘brother’ anymore.”

“Bro… Why are you here…”

“I had some business nearby and thought I’d drop by and talk to you for a while.”

Zig Dragnity,

The protagonist of Dragnity Fantasy 1, Werner’s guardian, one of the strongest in the world, and Iris’s father.

Why are you coming out of there, bro?

“Let’s change the venue for a while.”

It was the beginning of a parent-teacher consultation simulation game where you die if you choose the wrong option.