I Possessed the Heroine’s Teacher

In the 19th century, the German philosopher Nietzsche said.

“God is dead.”

And in the year 20xx, I, who was reincarnated as the protagonist’s teacher in the game ‘Dragnity Fantasy 2’, said.

“I’m fucked.”

In the original story, Iris and Werner made a promise. No matter what, they would always eat dinner together and never stay out overnight. At that time, Iris was only 9 years old.

The full conversation went like this.

[I hate you, teacher, but I hate eating dinner alone and being lonely in this big house even more!]

[Yesterday, you went out without telling me and came back in the morning! I really hate that!]

Werner had just gone to eliminate the criminal organization that was targeting Iris.

[I don’t want to be alone anymore.]

Werner’s absence meant loneliness to Iris, who was trying to fill the void left by her parents with Werner.

[Okay, I won’t stay out at night anymore, and I’ll always eat dinner with you.]

And in the side story novel, Werner and Camellia also made a promise. It was a story about how Werner’s older brothers took him to a bar for the first time, and Werner got drunk and destroyed the bar with magic. Of course, Werner’s older brothers were punished for the whole day, and Werner promised Camellia that he wouldn’t worry her even if he drank with her.

But when he ran away from home, got drunk, and stayed out overnight, he broke the promise he made with the two of them. And now he’s telling them that he was caught by slave traders? My back will be torn to shreds.

Especially in Camellia’s case, her older brothers and sisters will find out, and I’ll be taken away immediately.

There’s no answer, no answer.

My father said… Oh, I don’t have a father. Damn, I can’t even use the cheat of my father’s advice.

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When I opened the door, only a lonely silence greeted me.

“Sister… and Iris, I’m back.”

There was no answer. She must be sulking, and I could feel that the situation was serious.

I had no choice but to knock on the door and apologize.

“Sister, it’s me. I’m sorry I drank and stayed out, but please listen to my story first.”

There was no answer. When Camellia gets angry, she’s scary. This might not be solved with a simple gift.

Then there’s only one answer. I’ll conquer Iris first. If I reconcile with Iris, Camellia will be the one who’s angry about a problem that’s already over.

Good, the plan is perfect. Now I just need to reconcile with Iris. I knocked on Iris’s door.

“Iris, yesterday I was hit by a carriage and went to another world, and I saved that world… I’m sorry. I just drank and slept on the street.”

There’s no need to tell them that I was caught by slave traders. If they find out, they’ll get angry, and then it will become a black history.

Unfortunately, there was no answer. It seems that the female characters have joined forces to beat me up.

Feeling helpless and frustrated, I sat at the dining table and sighed deeply. Is it such a big crime to drink outside at the age of 29, sleep on the street, and get caught by slave traders?

Where has the spirit of freedom of this era gone? Come to think of it, if there was such a spirit, there wouldn’t be slaves. I guess I was wrong.

“Haaaaaa…”

As I sighed deeply, the door suddenly opened, and Camellia appeared.

“Werner…?”

“Sister, were you out?”

So I was alone in front of Camellia’s room, doing all sorts of silly things. I wasted my time for nothing.

“Werner, where have you been all this time?”

“Well… I had some problems with the slave traders…”

There was a problem. I was caught by them.

“I’ve heard rumors that there’s an illegal organization in this area that kidnaps people and sells them as slaves. Did you fight them?”

“I gave them a little beating.”

“…Are you hurt anywhere?”

“My ankle is a little bruised.”

The restraint didn’t fit well, so my ankle was bruised. Come to think of it, I’m angry. I should have just cut off the ankles of those guys and left. Well, they’re locked up in the cage, so they’ll starve or die of thirst, it’s up to them.

Camellia quietly came to me and hugged me.

“I understand that you’re acting like this because you were abused by slave traders when you were young. But…”

I just drank a lot of alcohol and slept on the street.

“Don’t fight with just hatred. If you get hurt because of that, I can’t bear it…”

I just drank alcohol, slept on the street, and my ankle was bruised because the restraint didn’t fit.

But Camellia’s tone was not her usual cold and stiff tone, but a warm voice pleading with me.

“Sister, I know you’ve forgotten about the past, but…”

“…Werner.”

“What’s wrong, sister?”

“I can smell alcohol on you.”

Camellia’s tone became cold and stiff again.

Damn, I couldn’t get rid of the alcohol smell. What the hell, why do elves have such a good sense of smell? Elves should have good ears, not a good sense of smell.

“I just had a drink after fighting and remembering the past.”

“Werner… didn’t you promise me?”

“Sister, wait a minute, I forgot I had something to do at the Adventurer’s Guild?”

I don’t remember exactly, but there must have been. There must have been. I’ll make it that way.

“…Werner, today is the regular holiday for the Adventurer’s Guild, right?”

“Damn it.”

Damn it, why do adventurers have a holiday? They should just take the work that comes down from above and say, ‘Thank you, sir.’ If they take a holiday, the family and society will collapse.

“Werner, what did you promise me?”

“… Not to worry you when drinking alcohol.”

“But you broke your promise.”

A cold killing intent pierced my body. Moreover, since we were hugging, there was no way to escape. Damn, this is why I shouldn’t have allowed the approach of a swordsman who prefers close combat.

“Sister, this is not because I worried you with alcohol. I worried you and then drank alcohol.”

“Werner, do you really think that excuse will work?”

Honestly, even I thought it was bullshit. I just tried it to see if it would work, but it seems like it’s a miss.

“Haa… Sister, I’m really sorry. I was wrong.”

“No, you don’t need to apologize, I was just teasing you too much.”

“No, I’m really sorry, I’ll buy you dinner and alcohol next time.”

“Hoot… Another drink? You really like alcohol. Is it the influence of the leader or other colleagues? It seems like we’ve been influenced by bad water.”

Come to think of it, it was the members of ‘Dragnity Fantasy 1’ who taught Werner about alcohol, engaged him, entrusted him with Iris, and taught him gambling. What are these guys doing to the youngest member?

That’s why their youngest member changed from a boy who didn’t know the ways of the world to a pessimistic uncle.

“No, sister, I like alcohol, but…”

I had to separate work from personal matters here.

“I saw you drunk last time, and you were quite cute. I wanted to see it again for some reason.”

Camellia’s face turned red. It seems that there are quite a few people from the north. But no matter how red the people around me are, my anti-communist spirit will not yield. Even if Stalin comes, I will shout to the end that communism is wrong. Come to think of it, if you’re a great wizard, you can easily beat Stalin, right?

“Hoo… hoot. You’ve grown up so much that you can even make such jokes, Werner. Time has really passed.”

“No, sister, I’m serious.”

“What… what?”

“I don’t joke with a woman’s face. I really thought your drunk face was cute.”

Of course, I don’t joke, but I don’t lie. And Camellia’s drunk face was really cute. Of course, the hangover was a bit burdensome.

“What are you two doing?”

At that moment, Iris returned. And at the timing when Camellia was hugging me. If you have bad luck, you’ll break your nose even if you fall backward. After solving Camellia, Iris was the problem.

Why is my life like this?